found family bullshit (o/o)

Idk I just need a fluffy found family RP, preferably with a feral little child and their distressed but supportive adoptive parent(s?). Idk. Plot ideas:

Two of my OCs adopt your character out of an abusive situation and give them the appreciation they deserve
It's a wartime situation, with a lone wanderer who wouldn't let your character, a child whose parents had died in the war, be left alone unsupervised. It's obviously because they just want to find a suitable home for them guys, not because they're starved for familial affection and the joys of parenting or anything.
Monster or witch adopts human child.
Superhero and sidekick kind of apprenticeship thing idk.

That's it lol.

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(I must resist the urge-)

(Ooh hi guys! Perhaps I could start an RP with both of you idk? But if Tired doesn't want to I'm happy to just do one with you, @Fraust!)

(I'm a massive sucker for found family lol)

Okay! Well, when Tired responds with whether or not they'll be joining they'll have responded, but for now we can begin! Which prompt do you want to do?

Mmmm I kind of like the second one, ngl? I really like apocalyptic/wartime/bad situation stuff like that aha
But I'd honestly really enjoy doing any of them ^^

Let's do it then! Let's fucking go! Anyways, templates or just jump in?

Uhhh probably at least simple templates aha
We could also do a war thing that turns into an apprenticeship as an excuse to keep them around ^^

(Aaaaa I have so many rps already! This just looked really appealing so haha. I’m good with just stalking!)

Ooh hell yeah! I'll also post a short template lol.

(Aaaaa I have so many rps already! This just looked really appealing so haha. I’m good with just stalking!)

(Sounds good, but if you ever wanna do one of these prompts with me just DM me or tag me in a chat I don't care lol)

(Is it cool if I dm you Orion if I want to do this at a later date though?)

(Oh ok shisihs haha)

(Is it cool if I dm you Orion if I want to do this at a later date though?)

(no problem my lad!)

Alrighty, I'll fill out the template when I can! I'm at work, but my break is pretty soon so I should be good

No problem dude!

Name:
Age:
Gender/Pronouns:
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:

Name: Harper (Harpy) Griffith
Age: 8
Gender/Pronouns: Male, he/him
Appearance:(I'll draw him better at some point lol, this is a picrew) (Extended: 3'9, ~40 pounds. He looks soft and small, and he gets cold easily, so he typically wears a beanie and hoodie/warm clothes. His curly hair is impossible to tame, and he gains more freckles when it's sunny)

Personality: Harpy is,,, dumb. He's very confident in his own abilities to hide the fact that he is not very confident in his own abilities (because this makes sense to him, of course. Fake it til you make it, right?). He likes to be with other people and is stressed when he's alone, but that doesn't mean he'll admit that he wants to have company all the time. He is actively repressing the memories of his parents' death and his parents overall to the point where his memories of them are limited and foggy.
Other: He is dyslexic, but thinks he's just bad at reading, so hasn't bothered to do anything about it. He also likes to draw, and he's trying his best to take care of himself in his parents' absence, but he's,,, not doing a very good job at that, especially considering he's kinda stupid.

I swear I'm writing a template I'm just struggling.

Np aha

Name: Olivia "Ollie" Queen
Age: 42
Gender/Pronouns: Trans woman, she/her
Appearance: https://picrew.me/share?cd=70ksI2sdVb yes i used a picrew i was lazy and she's pretty. 5'10", a bit chubbier than the picture I used and also a lot stronger, more muscle mass.
Personality: Very cunning, tactical, and sly. She is a fox, like her flame-red hair she destroys all traces of herself after she leaves a place. Idk how to describe her, just a fiery foxy vibe ig.
Other: Idk.

Pretty!

So how should we start?

Uhhh we can have Olivia find Harpy foraging for/ eating some obviously poisonous berries or something lol
I can start in that case as well

Okay sounds good.

Harpy made his way through the forest, looking for something to eat. He'd been on his own for a little while now, and he clearly wasn't doing too great for himself. He adjusted his beanie on his head, shivering in the chilly autumn breeze. It had been a day or two since he'd eaten anything, and it wasn't like he'd had anything substantial. Hunting for actual food wasn't one of his strong suits, but at eight years old, taking care of himself at all wasn't one of his skills either.
After a while of foraging, he found a bush that had some little red berries growing on it. Harpy pulled a few of the berries from within the leaves and stuck them in his mouth. They didn't taste bad at all. Not super sweet, but they didn't taste bitter, so he figured that meant they were fine. He ate some more, but paused when he started to feel dizzy and nauseous. He staggered, looking down at the slightly crushed berries in his hands as his vision shifted in and out of focus. "H-Huh…?" He drew in a harsh, wavering breath and dropped the berries, trying to hold his breath to keep himself from throwing up.

Ollie was currently trying to make her way through the woods, on the run from yet another local town that thought her to be a witch. But when she saw the child standing by the Deathberry bush staggering and looking close to passing out, she shook her head and walked towards him, if only to figure out whether he was going to die or not and in the case he wasn't going to die, use him to find the closest village that was full of superstitious twats. "Hey, kid, you alright?" she asked, voice rough and hoarse from the smoke after being nearly burned at the stake. She moved behind him to catch the child if he fell, even though she didn't really care whether he lived or died… is what she kept telling herself.

Harpy looked up when a woman approached him stepping away and looking nervous. His legs were shaking a lot, though, so he ended up sitting on the ground with a soft 'thump'. He gagged, and after a few seconds, he threw up the berries. He still looked pretty woozy, and he might be a bit sick for a couple of days, but with the majority of the poison out of his system, he wouldn't die. He whimpered softly and closed his eyes, rubbing at his mouth with one small fist.

(Small bump ^^)