Southern Romance Triangle?? (2 guys needed)

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  • Name: Pepper Ashcroft
    Gender: Female
    Age: 20, almost 21.
    Personality: bubbly and kind, she can have quite a sharp tongue on her. She loves sarcasm, and will use it in any situation.
    Appearance: with long, ginger hair and green eyes like the forest accompanied by a light spray of freckles, her never ending legs, and a muscly toned body, Pepper can be enthralling to the eye.


    (basic form needed, and please try to be semi literate.)




    Smiling, she leapt stealthily off the roof and almost silently onto the sod, her foot treads light in the grass. She picked up her kill, and wound it through the belt loop on her shorts as she skirted the trash cans. She had needed to use two hands with the raccoon tail, and her gun was in its holster.
    A wild raccoon jumped out from behind a trash can, it's long claws creating deep gashes in Ashen's shin. Hissing with pain, she swiped downwards, picking the animal up, and breaking it's neck with her hands.
    She grunted as she sat on the ground, the soil around her foot already soaked in blood.
    The incisions, about half an inch deep, hurt like hell.
    Her jaw was visibly clenched as she tightly clutched her leg and attempted to stop the bleeding.
    "Fu**ing 'coons." She muttered through her teeth, staring at the sun to distract her from the pain pulsing through her leg.

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    [font=arial][color=black]full name
    "Jem"
    James Reikard Danglars


    age
    Twenty three


    gender
    Cis Male


    ethnicity
    British, with his roots tracing back to Norway


    birthday
    The sixteenth of April




    [font=arial][color=black]hair
    A lightly chocolatey brown


    eyes
    Hazel


    skin tone
    Relatively fair, but with a slight tan


    height
    5'11


    build
    Slim but decently muscled


    best feature
    His jawline


    worst feature
    His naturally slim form


    body modifications
    None



    personality
    Jem can be a bit of a cynic, and will occasionally disregard others. He is quite intelligent, and practice. Jem is bluntly honest, but isn't generally rude without reason. He will defend himself but doesn't go around starting fights. He's thoughtful and is fine with comfortable silence. Jem is also a realist and doesn't believe in fairy tales or soulmates, but he does believe in admitting to affection and more important than anything ejse, loyalty.


    likes
    Books, storms and the smell of leather


    dislikes
    Smog, liars and the sounds of someone cracking their fingers


    worst fears
    Failure


    favorite color
    A dark red


    favorite book
    Count of monte cristo



    nervous ticks?
    Tapping his fingers or foot


    habits?
    He bites his lip when he is focusing. This is a sign not to interrupt him.


    drinks?
    On occasion


    smokes?
    No


    drugs?
    Never


    suicidal?
    No


    self harms?
    No


    diseases or disorders?
    Hypoplastic left heart but it was repaired by three reconstructive surgeries


    aspirations
    Become a doctor



    history
    Jem was born and raised in London by his single father. His mum died during Jem's birth. Jem secretly Blames himself for this, but has found ways to move on. Ever since he was little he knew he wanted to be a doctor. So when he was seventeen he graduated high school a year ahead of his grade, and with his fathers blessing, moved to the Americas to attend Princeton for his bachelors in psychology and then Stanford medical school. He then found an amazing residency opportunity in the south, so is moving down there.


    family
    His father, Blake, in London


    hometown
    London


    greatest accomplishment
    Graduating med school with honors


    worst regret
    Never meeting his mother


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    sexuality
    Heterosexual but an ally


    love interest?
    None


    relationship status?
    Single


    turn ons
    Intelligent, curious, ambitious, sarcastic and light hearted


    turn offs
    Ditzy, rude, lazy, indecisive, dependent


    last relationship?
    He dated a sweet girl named Michelle but they both realized they were too busy with med school to be committed. However she is still his best friend in the world.

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    He is constantly getting in trouble. He hates rules and chooses to always go against them. He lives by the moment and doesn't really think of the consequences that can happen from his actions.
    open mind
    Open-mindedness is such a good quality to have. If someone is willing to try something new, is open to innovative ideas, opinions, adventure, different styles and just an overall willingness to accept things without a cloud of judgment hanging above.
    humor
    Laughter is one of life’s simplest pleasures. A guy that can make you laugh in times of heartache, times of depression or embarrassment, sadness or despair, or even just a regular day. He is the average class clown, getting in trouble for making jokes at the wrong time. Which distracts the whole class. He gets nervous easily and that's when he starts cracking jokes more then usual, that really aren't that funny. He hates when people cry so makes them laugh. Laughter is a powerful medicine after all.
    kind
    Caring
    He has a caring nature. he’ll be there when you need him, and that he’ll actually want to be there. He will be there when you need help, or just because he really wants to hang out. He is caring and treats girls how they should be treated.
    bad-boy
    Even though he can be caring, he will hold a grudge on you and make your life a living h*ll if you pass him wrong. He causes trouble and does things be shouldn't. He smokes and drinks and is a huge flirt. He knows how to wow girls, he usually is only looking for a hook up but maybe if he found the right girl that would all change. And for the time being he is with a girl he will make them feel like a queen. He is very secretive and doesn't open up easily.
    spontaneous
    Spontaneity can add the much needed excitement to anything. So whether he takes on you on a last minute 'adventure' or plans a last minute date, you'll know that your flames of desire will never burn out!
    He is very spontaneous, with everything that also includes him also being a procrastinator!







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  • Both accepted! We may begin.



    Smiling, she leapt stealthily off the roof and almost silently onto the sod, her foot treads light in the grass. She picked up her kill, and wound it through the belt loop on her shorts as she skirted the trash cans. She had needed to use two hands with the raccoon tail, and her gun was in its holster.
    A wild raccoon jumped out from behind a trash can, it's long claws creating deep gashes in Ashen's shin. Hissing with pain, she swiped downwards, picking the animal up, and breaking it's neck with her hands.
    She grunted as she sat on the ground, the soil around her foot already soaked in blood.
    The incisions, about half an inch deep, hurt like hell.
    Her jaw was visibly clenched as she tightly clutched her leg and attempted to stop the bleeding.
    "Fu**ing 'coons." She muttered through her teeth, staring at the sun to distract her from the pain pulsing through her leg.

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    Jem walked quietly, his footsteps light. He'd only just arrived the previous night and wanted to get a lay of the area. He was dressed in the college student style that he'd yet to outgrow. Yes, that meant jeans, an old grey graphic tee and his trusty black backpack. He tried to avoid going anywhere without it, simply because it wasn't trouble to bring and he felt more prepared with the nearly ancient pack. He'd gotten it when he moved over to America, and hadn't seen the point in getting rid of it. Jem was the type of person that liked to keep things until it was impractical to do so. Sometimes even a little longer. The man was deeply engaged in his thoughts when he heard someone shout. Curiosity and doctors nature led him to follow the sound. He stumbled upon a bleeding girl. "What happened?" he asked, out of habit. She appeared to have been bitten by something. Probably a raccoon or possum. Out of instinct he had already begun to pull out the small, yet impressive medical box that he kept in his backpack because where ejse would he put it.

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    Ic: "Who're you?" She asked, getting up- causing the blood flow to increase. "What are you doing on my property?" Pepper questioned, her hand dangerously close to the hand gun fastened in her thigh holster. Her other hand gripped her shorts, obviously a way to fight pain. Her long ginger hair floated with the breeze around her face, and she pushed it away.
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    "I'm Jem, I'm doing my residency at the hospital here and I heard someone shout so I looked over and saw you bleeding alone, and I'd say it's against the Hippocrates oath to ignore someone without even asking if they were okay" he replied, looking at her. Jem couldn't help but add the sarcastic comment at the end. He often slipped sarcasm out, even when it wasn't necessarily appropriate. "Anyways, do you want me to wrap up your leg?"

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    Ic: "I'm Pepper. And no, I'm fine. I'll stitch it up when I get inside." She smiled, although it was pained. Her green eyes betrayed her.
    "Want to come inside for a drink?" She asked warily, her hand still lingering near her .45 caliber. "I've got pop and liquor, whatever you choose." Her thick country accent was evident that she was born and raised Texan. Purebred Redneck, considering the dirtbikes parked in the barn and the horses meandering in the pasture.
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    Ooc: maybe we already know each other, were friends, and you come over. I don't know.




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    Jem nodded at her offer. He didn't particularly want a drink, but he wanted to see that the girl stitched herself up effectively. Being a doctor he was naturally uneasy with the idea of someone stitching themselves up in their own home. He followed Pepper inside.

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