Introduction
RP inspired by this beautiful song.
WARNING: This will be very adult themed! This is not going to be a role play for the faint of heart. This RP will be full of sadness, pain, and tragedy. There will be little to no happy endings. Physical, Mental, Sexual and Substance abuse, Sexual themes, Cussing, Partying, Teen Issues, and Suicide will be seen in this RP.
Plot
Twelve lives, Six fucked up relationships, 4 deaths, 2 years, 1 support group.
This RP revolves around the lives and relationships of twelve very messed up individuals. It will focus on the hardships of their relationships and how they will try and survive through the suffering and tragedy over the course of 2 years. Some are suicidal, others are addicted to sex and drugs, some are just plain insane. But, somehow they have all found their selves at a support group that is held at the local community center every Tuesday and Thursday. They will make friendships, they will find love, they will have each other, but no matter how much help they receive from the support group, there is nothing that can save their tragic relationships.
Couples
The Step-Sisters
Couples Song
Their parents married after only a few months of dating. Both girls never really had much luck with boys and they could never understand why. But when the girls started to get to know each other they found that they couldn’t stand being apart. Of course neither of them wanted to admit they were lesbian and it doesn’t help that both parents are against gays. Will they be able to control their feelings or will they start a forbidden romance?
Rosie Taylor ||Role: Sister 1||Age: 16||TAKEN BY THE LOVELY Hallowed777
Charlavail Rossi||Role: Sister 2|| Age:17||TAKEN BY THE LOVELY Bleedinglover (DEATH)
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The Best Friends
Couples Song
They have been best friends since before they could walk, all of their best memories involve each other. Their fathers went to college together and that is their plans as well. He’s a high school football star and the best colleges are looking at him for a full ride scholarship. He’s the football player’s best friend and he’s always supported him. Though last summer they had a moment that changed everything, they promised to forget about it, it was just a mistake…or was it?
Name||Role: Friend 1 (Football Player)||Age: (16-18)||RESERVED
Antonio Lamorte||Role: Friend 2|| Age: 17 ||TAKEN BY THE LOVELY Leon21
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Childhood Sweethearts
Couples Song
They were childhood friends, best friends. Back then he promised her when he grew up and got rich he steal her away and they’d be together forever. But he moved away and she started hanging out with the bad kids. His life ended up pretty good he’s on the other hand has been hell. Now her’s back in town and he intends on keeping his promise, but has she forgotten all about her first real love. He’d do anything to win her over and she’d do anything to break his heart for leaving her.
Pierre Bonnay||Role: Boy 1||Age: 19||TAKEN BY ME (DEATH)
Callie Brennan||Role: Girl 1|| Age:17 ||TAKEN BY THE LOVELY ChristyLovesYou
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Hopeless Marriage
Couples Song
He’s was a wealthy womanize who was forced to settle down, she was a hopeless druggie prostitute. They weren’t in love, they simply lusted for each other. He married her after she said she was pregnant despite their lust driven marriage they were excited. Somewhere along the way they actually managed to fall in love, that was until their five year old son was hit by a car an died tearing their finally happy marriage apart, she’s cheating on him and he’s well aware, he’s digging deeper into drugs. But, for some odd reason they still can’t seem to walk away, even as the fights become more and more violent. They just may end up killing each other.
NAME||Role: Boy 2||Age: (24-28)||OPEN
Amelia Green||Role: Girl 2|| Age: 23 ||TAKEN BY THE LOVELY Lightpoint
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Obsessed
Couples Song
He is a very successful drug dealer and a prominent member of one of the most violent gangs in the world. She’s beautiful, popular, and taken by his best friend. She met him through her boyfriend and ever since then he’s been unhealthy obsessed with her and even though she really loves her boyfriend, she seems to always find herself wanting to be with him. She obviously too young for him and her current boyfriend for that matter, he could get in a lot of trouble, but he’d kill her before anyone found out about their inappropriate relationship. She has no idea how bad his obsession with her is…
Chad Prescott||Role: Boy 3||Age: 21||TAKEN BY THE LOVELY Hallowed777
Nova Devereaux||Role: Girl 3|| Age: 16||TAKEN by ME (DEATH)
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Hate that I Love You
Couples Song
He’s incredibly messed up. He’s been abused and abandoned his only outlet is music. She been in and out of the psych ward her entire life, due to her violent past, her outlet is cutting herself. Somehow they found peace in each other, the only problem is they hate each other, but they can’t help but love everything about the other person. Will they be able to find a happy medium or was it never meant to be in the first place?
Jake Ross||Role: Boy 4||Age: 17||TAKEN BY THE LOVELY ChristyLovesYou (DEATH)
Juliet Thorn||Role: Girl 4|| Age: 17||TAKEN BY THE LOVELY Horseygirl
Rules/Need to know
-RPG Rules Apply
-It would be EXTREMELY helpful if you could take a male and female! PLEASE!
-Everyone knows each other from support group or going to high school together, they are all friends!
-DRAMA PEOPLE CAN NEVER HAVE ENOUGH DRAMA!!!
-Please post at least 200 words every other day.
-Reservations in OCC 24 hours
-Real Pictures only, try not to make them a popular celebrity. Let’s get some new fresh faces!!!!! (Need help let me know!)
-Must have an even amount of matched couples to start
-4 characters will die at the end of the RP, the characters that have (Death) next to them are the ones that will die at the end, so let’s make sure we ride this RP out!!!! If you are one of the characters that have (DEATH) next to them I will PM you once your character is submitted and we will discuss your characters death.
-Questions, Comments, Concerns PM me please don’t hesitate!
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SHEET MUST BE FINISHED BEFORE I WILL ACCEPT!
Full Name
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Age
Role
Theme Song (1-30)
Relationship Status (Be creative!)
Matched with
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How they found support group/why they attend
Secrets (At least 3, make them dark, disturbing, crazy, creative!)
Addictions (If any, Drugs, Alcohol, Sex, Porn)
Problems (Bi-Polar, Anorexic, cutting, exc… Everyone should have at least 1)
Quirks/Habits
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings
Appearance (Height, weight, eye color, skin tone, clothing style, body shape/build, exc...)
Personality
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Nova poured her Dalmatian a full bowl of food, she smiled when he came running to her, sticking his head in the bowl and sucking the food down not even bothering to chew.
“Slow down Austin.” She laughed gently.
“Litty” she heard her brother call her by her nickname and his tone was calm. “You have a doctor apartment tomorrow.” He said reminding her like he always did.
“Damn it Max, why do you always go and do that.” She frowned leaning against the counter
“Because Nova, you don’t make the appointments yourself and you know how important it is.” He said slightly frustrated with his little sister.
Nova rolled her eyes in reply, she hated the way Max treated her like she was a little girl and that she couldn’t do anything for herself, secretly she adored him for it, but she’d never admit that.
“You really need a girlfriend Maxie poo.” She teased “Anyways, I’m headed to Damien’s if you need anything I’ve got my cellphone just give me a call.” She said grabbing her leather jacket. It was a very rainy Saturday in New York, which meant it would be freezing outside.
“Nova that’s not going to keep you warm!” Max called after her
“Guess that’s my problem then, hu big brother.” She smirked as she slammed the front door behind her and pulled the hood of her sweater that she wore almost every day in the winter over her head and then quickly she pulled her leather jacket over her arms and started her long walk in the freezing rain to her boyfriend’s apartment and with any luck Chad would be there.
The rain was freeing and the wind made it ten times cold, but for some odd reason, she didn’t mind it at all. She took the short cut through the park. She would have taken the longer way like normal, but it was raining and she knew deep down this kind of weather could cause a certain illness to come back, in fact everything and anything could cause it to come back, that’s probably the main reason she didn’t worry too much about it. She figured if she was going to die then it was going to happen and there was nothing stopping it.
She pulled the key to her boyfriend’s apartment out of her pocket and unlocked the door going inside. The lights were off and it didn’t seem as though he was home.
“Anthony?” She called out but no answer came.
She had been with him for a year and although her was about five years older than her, her father and brother both liked him, but they didn’t know what he did for a living. Nova stayed with him a lot and he knew her better than anyone, but he didn’t know about the cancer of her burning habit. She stripped out of her socking cloths and threw them into the dryer. Nobody was there, she figured she was safe, she was safe for the moment at least. She grabbed a blanket and cuddled up under it on the coach as she started to doze off.
Pierre hung up the phone aggravated with his parents, they wanted him home. They didn’t want him half way across the world, he could become sick or die at any point, his life was far from safe with the condition he was in and the way he treated his self. He took a huge swig from a bottle of Jack Daniel. He didn’t even flinch, he could feel his weak heart pounding in his chest and occasionally skip a beat from the speed he had just dropped, unfortunately he was running low and it wasn’t exactly enough to do very much to his body at least not for him. For any other person, they’d be high off their ass, but he had been dropping this drug for so long his body needed a huge dose to get off.
He ran his fingers through his dark hair as he took another drink from the bottle. His aunt called his name from the living room but he didn’t answer her. He slipped on a pair of blue jeans, a black button up shirt and his converse he grabbed his grunge backpack that was once black now more of a brownish gray, filled with god only knows and stepped out of the window of the new York high rise his aunt lived in. He quickly made his way down the fire escape till he reached the street below. The new York city streets bustled, the sidewalks were full of stiff business men and women even though it was pouring rain.
He pulled his rain jacket from his back pack and headed on his way. He wasn’t sure what to do with his day, but he knew he didn’t want to be home. In all honesty he wished it was later, because support group would be tonight, but he still had about seven hours to go. He hopped maybe by some chance he could find a dealer in the underground subways of New York City
Chad was walking down an alley with a few of his gang members. He looked over to one of them, a short brown haired kid who looked like he couldn't be more then 16 years old. "I expect you to get this done Tyler." He said with a serious look on his face. "I'm serious, get him to pay up or kill him. These two will watch you because I have to go get a few things done." Chad said to the boy, he signaled to the other two that was near them. One was a tall,bulky, blonde hair boy and the other was a tall, scrawny girl with black hair that went down to her shoulders. "Also if you can get this done then I will trust you. If you so much as chnge your mind and refuse to do it then I will give these two permission to kill you." Chad instructed this teen. Tyler, the boy, nodded nervously and kept walking wih the two other people while Chad walked the other way. Chad didn't even flinched or feel any kind of guilt when he was telling the boy that. He just kept walking, holding his head high and at times adjusting the gun that was in the back of his pants.
Chad had been alking for a while, he stopped when he was finally out of the alley and turned towards the direction of his best friend's house. Chad hoped that he was there, or better yet that Nova was there.
Callie sat in the passenger seat of her best friend's pickup truck. As usual, she'd ditched school. It was her senior year, and she didn't think she was really going to go anywhere in life anyway, so why would high school even matter? As for future plans, she had this idea she'd just join a strip club. She was attractive, flexible, and in her opinion a sexy dancer, so she could probably pull it off. Now to other families and girls, usually they had friends, parents, or anyone who might care enough to talk her out of that. But no, Callie had no one like that for her. Her friend that sat beside her now was as careless as she, and her sister unable to comprehend the meaning of care and affection. Callie and her sister had a weird relationship. Callie did love her sister, but their parents somewhat neglected them, and neither are very affectionate. Callie grew up with friends and people she was close to, which made her understand and feel the meanings of care, loss, love, and hate. Her sister on the other hand was much more shy, and spent most of her days reading or studying. Callie hopes that one day she'll move out, run away even, and take her sister with her. That way her parents can't hurt her emotionally, and she would always have someone to look out for her.
Her fingers were wrapped around a lit cigarette, some of the ashes dropping on the car floor from the bumps of the road. She lifted the cigarette to her painted lips and took a long drag as she tried to listen to her best friend over the radio's sounds. Callies's eyes rolled over to her friend's direction, a small smile tugged on her red lips as she blew out the cloud of smoke into the atmosphere of the truck. She reached over, lowering the volume, and glanced back to her friend. Her friend turned her head towards her as they stopped at a red light. "Hey," she said in a stern voice, and a frown upon her face. "Smoking is really bad for you. You should quit." Callie looked at her friend, raising an eyebrow. Her friend's lips then spread into a smile, and she let out a laugh as the truck lurched forward, rolling into motion again. Callie let out a giggle, and took another drag. This time she let the smoke fill up some of the car.
They were passing a less busy part of the city, when out of an alleyway a somewhat pale boy with dark black hair emerged. Sarah, her friend, suddenly swerved into a parking place, about 5 feet from running him over. "I know this guy, he sells." Callie put out her cigarette on the dashboard, rubbing the end of it until it went out. Sarah had already gotten out and slammed the door, and walked around to get his attention. Callie came out after, shutting the door and walking over to the two. It was Chad, Callie knew him from support group. Obviously she wasn't going to tell Sarah that, since she already assumed they were complete strangers.
"Chad, this is Callie, my friend." Sarah said, introducing the two. "We're interested in buying some Diesel.." Which meant heroin. Personally it wasn't Callie's favorite, but it was one of Sarah's. Where they were was a shadier place, and it pretty much looked deserted. It was a place the cops pretty much never were, and few people passed.
Jake sat on the window pane, back leaning against the side, one knee up, and the other foot dangling just before the platform of the fire escape. He felt like he wanted a smoke, but his laziness always seemed to win him over. Usually there was a certain numbness to him; he never felt there was a reason to do anything anymore. He usually spent his time like this, not really doing anything.
The fire escape let out into an alley, and it was only about 10 feet away from the sidewalk. Occasionally cars passed by, but it was more rare on this side of town. No one really bothered to come here unless they were doing something they didn't want the cops to know about. He'd bought his apartment when he turned 18, and moved out as soon as he could. His sisters both practically lived with him, though legally they were supposed to be with their father. It was a small apartment, that he managed to pay for with his shifts at the local bar and grill. Mostly he was just a waiter, but from 12 to 2 in the morning, he played his guitar for entertainment Monday through Thursday. With that he made some extra cash, and the donations always helped.
Looking out he watched as Sarah's truck almost ran a boy over. He could recognise that from a mile away, the paint job was random, probably something she and her friends had decided to do one day. Looking closer, he saw it was Chad, a boy from his group. He then watched as Callie got out of the car. He and Sarah were pretty good friends. Well, they occasionally hooked up but it wasn't anything serious. She'd already told him they were going to get some kind of drugs and head over to his house. He rubbed the back of his neck, and slid off the window pane onto the wood floor of his apartment. Knowing they'd be up soon, he unlocked the 5 locks on his door, and opened his fridge to grab a beer.
Juliet stood in a cold, empty and expensive looking dance studio. The mirrors that lined the walls reflected dozens of Juliet's, each with flawless forms as she stood on her two toes, silently dancing. She was light like a bird, and flexible as a cat as she gracefully moved. Her face had never been so peaceful, until she lost her lost her balance. She fell. Hard.
Her body smacked against the cold ground, with a light thud. A small, irritated noise escaped her. Why had her center balance been so off lately? She knew why, of corse, but refused to accept this fact. She couldn't quite wrap her head around it.
She pointed her toes and clenched her fists, checking for injuries before she got up. Juliet stubbornly repeated the move, over and over, despite however many times she fell. She ended up biting her own lip, causing it to bleed, and bruising her elbows before she successfully could do the move repeatedly. Satisfied, she sat down and removed her pointe shoes to reveil bleeding feet. Seeming uneffected by the clearly painful marks, she silently bandaged her feet and slipped on flats. Despite the few strands of long blonde waves that hung down, she left her hair in the tight bun and left on her snowy white ballet wear. She fully intended to be back very soon and continue to dance.
Juliet slipped on a lace shrug, and left the studio. Her ice blue eyes scanning the people on the street quickly, she comtinued on alone.
Chad jumped a little, he didn't expect someone to almost run him over. He watched as the Sarah and Callie got out of the car and made their way over to him. He rose an eyebrow and nodded when Sarah had introduced Callie to him, although he already knew exactly who she was since he had seen her in the support group. Even though most people knew him since he was one of the best drug dealers and gang leaders in New York City. He crossed his arms over his chest and nodded, "How much do you want?" He asked, as he reached into his pocket and search it for no real reason other then that he was craving a joint so he pulled one from his pocket and lit it, taking a long drag then he gave them a small smile. He intended on this being quick since he really wanted to get to his best friend's house in hope that Nova would be there.
Rosie went straight for her room as soon as she got back from the therapist. Her mom had tried to talk to her and ask if everything was okay, but nothing was okay. She slammed her door closed to her bedroom which was on the second floor of the house and still looked like a girl who was no more then thirteen years old stayed in the room since it was pink and purple and had posters of animals, and boys from bands, and even some guys from movies. She sat down near a chair that she had placed perfectly in a window and gazed out of it. She just sat there as her mother knocked on the door and tried to get her to come out, but there was no way Rosie was going to come from the saftey of her room. After at least thirty minutes her mom gave up and walked off. That was when she stood up, got her oboe case and brought both a stand, and her oboe case to the window that had a perfect view a of the tree behind her house. She also got a pocke knife from her drawer before fully sitting down, she weighed the knife in her hand before cutting herself and tossing it off to the side. Rosie winced in pain and a few tears slipped out as she slowly began to unpack her oboe so she could start playing it. Rosie sighed softly and wondered where her step sister was, for some reason her step sister always knew how to make her feel better.
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Aaron Green
"Happiness never lasts."
Rosie Taylor
"Don't leave me because I need you."
Jake Ross
She never found out how much I tried - all of the sadness she kept made me blind She never found out how much I cried - the rope so tight on the night that she died..
Chad Prescott
You can't hide from me. I have people all around and you only have two choices, pay up or Drop Dead.
Pierre Bonnay
I may have a weak heart, but that doesn't make me weak, nor does it make me incapable.
Juliet Sofia Thorn
". . . ."
Antonio Lamorte
"I will do anything to help someone. Anything."
Nova Devereaux
Every Good Story Has A Beginning, Middle, and End...and I intend on making that statement true, even if it kills me.
Callie Brennan
Whatever you do in life will be insignificant but it is very important that you do it because no one else will.
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Chad Prescott
You can't hide from me. I have people all around and you only have two choices, pay up or Drop Dead.
Antonio Lamorte
"I will do anything to help someone. Anything."
Jake Ross
She never found out how much I tried - all of the sadness she kept made me blind She never found out how much I cried - the rope so tight on the night that she died..
Callie Brennan
Whatever you do in life will be insignificant but it is very important that you do it because no one else will.
Pierre Bonnay
I may have a weak heart, but that doesn't make me weak, nor does it make me incapable.
Aaron Green
"Happiness never lasts."
Juliet Sofia Thorn
". . . ."
Nova Devereaux
Every Good Story Has A Beginning, Middle, and End...and I intend on making that statement true, even if it kills me.
Rosie Taylor
"Don't leave me because I need you."
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Aaron Green
"Happiness never lasts."
Antonio Lamorte
"I will do anything to help someone. Anything."
Pierre Bonnay
I may have a weak heart, but that doesn't make me weak, nor does it make me incapable.
Callie Brennan
Whatever you do in life will be insignificant but it is very important that you do it because no one else will.
Juliet Sofia Thorn
". . . ."
Chad Prescott
You can't hide from me. I have people all around and you only have two choices, pay up or Drop Dead.
Nova Devereaux
Every Good Story Has A Beginning, Middle, and End...and I intend on making that statement true, even if it kills me.
Rosie Taylor
"Don't leave me because I need you."
Jake Ross
She never found out how much I tried - all of the sadness she kept made me blind She never found out how much I cried - the rope so tight on the night that she died..
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I checked the characters, and I dont see girl 2...
but it says boy 2 is open.. but i er... see someone has boy 2...?
-facepalms herself- lol i'm just a bit slow...
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Is the position for the boy in the unhappy married couple still open?
Thank you~
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@Cosmo: Okay, great! :3
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Also let just have everyone make their first posts, no second posts just yet. I'll be back Saturday and we can really get things going then. But for now were just going to do first posts.
@BleedingLover Sounds good!
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If you leave I'll find you.. >:O