"Place a Curse Upon My Head, Make Me Sleep 'Til I am Dead." ((OxO // Closed))

Zoi Rinaki hates her life. She can barely get through a day without looking at something sharp and wondering what would happen if it cut into her just deep enough. Her drunkard father—or, rather, guardian—beat her for no reason other than existing, as she was the product of her mother's affair before the two officially split. Her mother was in jail for multiple DUIs and possession of drugs. At school, she was constantly seeking the shelter of one of the bathrooms to ease the panic rising in her chest and constricting her lungs. Her grades were slipping. Her father got angrier. Her issues got worse. Layer on the mortar and add yet another brick to the wall.

Zoi's only solace is her mind. There, she can escape to fantastical places and see so many different kinds of peoples and creatures. There's the one boy that always appears in her dreams, no matter where her mind takes her. She would like to see him again. And again. And again.

Things get rougher in reality, and Zoi spends more time in her room, sleeping, dreaming. Visiting these lands and talking to this boy. Little by little, her spirit is escaping her human body to visit these lands—real lands—only to be yanked back to reality once she wakes up.

"Place a curse upon my head; make me sleep 'til I am dead."

Perhaps a curse can be her salvation?

I shouldn't be making another rp when school is starting and whatnot, but I've created this quote and fell in love, so I decided to make a rp based off of it.

• Don't have to be very active, but please try to move the story along when you do reply.
• Swearing is fine
• Romance, but also a dash of adventure when Zoi is in the fantasy land
• Uhhh
• If I say no, it's no

Can I have a writing sample?

Sweet! You're in! Lemme get a template up. Any questions you have before I do that?

Yes, you're the guy. And he can be however you want him to be. The only 'requirement' is that he's in the fantasy world that Zoi dreams about, which happens to be an actual place.

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Sexuality:
Race:
Looks:
Tattoos:(opt)
Piercings/jewelry:(opt)
Scars/distinguishing marks:
Preferred style of clothing:
Personality:
Background:
Magic:(if applicable)
Other:

((The world is pretty much like filled with all sorts of mythological or fantastical creatures, such as dragons, sea monsters, elves, nymphs, kelpies, yadda yadda. And he can have multiple powers, as long as they aren't too OP. The more powers, I'd say, the simpler they are.))

Name: Zoi Rinaki
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Human
Looks: https://pin.it/73gbrp36hoy7nv, but her hair is super long, as she has never cut it before.
Tattoos: N/A
Piercings/jewelry: N/A
Scars/distinguishing marks: A bunch of scars on her arms from attempted suicides, as well as seemingly permanent bruises all over her body from getting beat up all the time.
Preferred style of clothing: Anything baggy or comfortable, such as sweats. Pajamas are preferred. If she doesn't have anything to hide, she likes flowy/loose clothing or leggings. Will always love sweatshirts though, or at least oversized knitted sweaters.
Personality: Very self-conscious and shy, and tends to keep to herself. Very curious by nature, and has a wild imagination that never seems to falter. Doesn't like to feel like she's going to upset someone, so she tries to say and do as little as possible when around people.
Background: Her mother had an affair and had Zoi, then divorced her husband for the man she had the affair with, leaving Zoi with her pissed off, non-biological father. Yay. She experimented with so many sharp objects as a child that she was banned from anything sharp, which included scissors, needles, knives, etcetera. Even people who knew what they were doing, such as hairstylists, weren't allowed anywhere near Zoi with sharp objects. She grew out of this strange obsession, but she still isn't allowed near sharp objects. Her father beats her on the regular, and she just feels worthless and depressed when she's not dreaming or retreating into her head.
Magic: Nadda
Other: Will curl up in a ball as much as possible, mostly out of habit. Drawing constantly, oftentimes explosions of images that come from her mind and make no sense to anyone but her.

((yeah, he's good!))

((lol. Hopefully Caspian will make her feel better. Give me a bit and I'll get a starter up))

((it's all good. you don't have to be super active because i'm not going to be))

"And to find x, you have to…"

Zoi wasn't listening anymore. She was in the back of the classroom, legs pulled up against her chest, and her folds and folds of black clothing engulfing her thin body. Her chin rested against her knees as she leaned over them, drawing bursts of toothy grins and clawed fingers and twisting bodies. She didn't know exactly what she was drawing, as she was zoned out now at this point.

Maybe just a short daydream won't hurt…

She fixed her unfocused gaze onto a random spot on her sketchpad, and reality already started to fade away, making way for the much brighter and safer land of magic and color.

Zoi yelped and scrambled away from the voice, her heart skipping a few beats while simultaneously going into overdrive. She nearly tripped over her own feet in an attempt to escape the male voice. She was no longer in her math class, that she was glad of, but being scared out of her mind upon coming here wasn't exactly the sort of welcome she had in mind. Once she had distanced herself from the stranger and got her footing, she surveyed him with wide and fearful eyes. Even in her sanctuary, she was cautious and afraid. Old habits die hard. Really hard.

((it's okay. I'm gonna be busy later today))

"N-no, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention and was in your spot." Zoi then clamped her mouth shut and ducked her head, fingers twisting together and grabbing onto her sweatshirt, her anxiety already kicking up with his tone and smile. He's mocking me. I've upset him, and he's mocking me. Her treacherous mind instantly thought of all the ways she must've offended and upset him; twisting his smile and words into mockery and punishment. She hated thinking like that, but that was how she grew up thinking.

((Hope you feel better soon!))

Her gaze bounced around his face, searching for any sign of ill-intent or lies. She couldn't find any, and by his frown quickly replacing his smile, he was being serious as he asked about her wellbeing. However, no matter what she saw and heard, she was still scared. She wrapped her arms around her stomach, showing just how skinny and malnourished she was, and shook her head. "I don't want to be a burden. I'll just be on my way and leave you to…" she vaguely gestured to the spot where she had just fled from. She didn't know what he was doing here, so she shut her mouth for fear of getting it wrong and angering him. He's just trying to be nice. He doesn't really want you with him. He'll let you leave and then never think of you again.

Zoi bit her lip and dropped her gaze to his offered hand, her mind wheeling through all the possibilities of what the slight wiggle to his fingers meant. Body language was key in her life; she wouldn't abandon that instinctual observation for this man. She grabbed a chunk of her hair and combed her fingers through it repeatedly as she looked back up at his eyes—those pale and mysterious eyes of his, highlighting the growing smile. "Ar-Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother, and I can't exactly pay you back. . ." She trailed off and held out her free hand, palm up, as if to show him he was making a mistake.

"Okay," Zoi said softly as Cas took her hand, still nervous and hesitant around him. But when they walked through the town, she couldn't help but admire everything around her. This place was by far a dreamscape, better than any place she could visit on Earth. The divine scents coming from the bakeries made her mouth water. Even the people gawking at her couldn't make her want to curl up into a little ball and disappear. This is where she loved to be. In a dream.

"So, where are you from?"

That brought her out of her daze, and she curled in on herself slightly as she looked up at Cas. "U-Um, nowhere you know of. It's not really important."