"Oh, and… I have PTSD." The turnoff line to most of her dates. The nights of restless sleep, the pills, the constant panic attacks… No one seems to want the girl with a past.
I'm using a girl character, and I'm cool with straight or lesbian relationships. Template will be posted when someone joins.
May I join? This seems cool!
Yeah, sure! Straight or lesbian?
Straight, if you don’t mind!
No problem! I'll grab a short template quick.
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Background:
Other:
Cool thanks!
Age range?
28-30
Okay!
Name: Maylee Harper
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/276478864608082991/
Personality: usually very bubbly, bright, happy, uplifting to others around her.
Background: just know that she has PSTD. The rest will be learned later.
Other: Has a Corgi named Violet
Name: Octavian(Tavi) Hunter
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: Unkempt black hair that needs to be cut, sparkly purple eyes with some deep blue mixed in, pale skin from spending no time outside, thin and lanky
Personality: Pretty nice at times, usually quiet, has a hard time keeping still, understands feelings quite well, listens to what people have to say, poor social skills.
Background: TBT
Other: He's a mechanic and hates the outdoors.
Oh mi Goooooooosh I love him!
Lol thanks! Can we start? I'm super excited for this.
Why don't you post a starter, since I have to leave now. (sleeps…) I'll be on tomorrow morning 8 am EST.
How should I start it??? I'm not the best at starting
Oof, um… I can start now, since I'm back on.
Maylee was walking Violet (her Corgi) out in the park. She held tight to the leash, not because Violet was a bad dog, but she was trying to avoid a sudden panic attack. She sat down on a bench and breathed a bit heavily. Violet ran around her feet and sniffed her ankles.
Octavian sat in a swivel chair in his basement, tinkering with different pieces of metal in the glow of his lamplight. He lived in a small house in an extremely busy neighborhood, as he had for the past three years, but he didn’t know any of the neighbors.
(Can you have him come to the park eventually so that they can meet?)
Maylee blinked rapidly before her attention shifted to Violet, who was running around Maylee's ankles. She smiled a little, then giggled when Violet tried to climb up her legs. Violet was a therapy dog.
(Yeah)
Octavian sighed as he remembered that he had errands to run at the park and left his house. Seeming annoyed he walked towards the park, at a quick pace.
Maylee stroked Violet's head with a smile. "Good girl," she laughed.
Octavian entered the park and started walking through it, not bothering to look at his surroundings.
Suddenly, Violet noticed a boy walking through the park who looked sad. Before Maylee could stop her, Violet darted out in front of him, her tongue out happily, ready to cheer him up.
Octavian stopped and looked to see a small happy looking dog. He noticed the girl the dog had ran away from and gave a small smile, then turned back to the dog, jerking his head to the girl, “You shouldn’t run off from your owner.” He said.
Maylee hurried over and scooped up Violet in her arms. "I am so sorry about that!" she apologized quickly, stroking Violet's head.
“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.” Octavian replied, studying the girl.
"No, Violet should know better," Maylee said, mostly towards the dog. The corgi's therapy dog vest was a visible yellow. "And I even just called you a good girl!" she fake-chided the dog.
Octavian noticed the yellow vest the dog was wearing, Therapy dog? He smiled at the relationship between the dog and girl.
