I'm falling, will you catch me?
PAFP and girl needed
How the RP will start:
Ethan sat out in the park holding his girlfriends hand when it happened again. He was suddenly his with a sharp pain in his head and fell to the ground not able to see straight, let alone try and get back up. He fumbled trying to find his girlfriend desperate for her help.
Name: Marylyn Von Beild
Age: 18
Looks: [img width=510 height=510]http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net…lr/images/e/e8/Angela.jpg[/img]
Gender: Female
History: Having a divorced family, she learned to keep her head up high and always think of how others feel. She had many tumors in her brain, so she has troubles with her memory and her ability to make choices. She isn't broken though. She fights for her independence and loves Ethan strongly.
Personality: High spirited, loyal, loving, clumsy, forgetful, but she is always level headed and never has anger outbursts. She makes sure to keep herself calm when Ethan isn't.
Are you ok with cursing: Yes!
How comfortable are you with romantic scenes (not sec scenes): Yes!
((Alright! Thank you!))
When Ethan dropped, Marylyn didn't see it coming. They were carrying on a silent conversation with just their foot steps crunching pebbles and twigs beneath their sneakers. Their hands were lanced warmly, their bodies leaned close and loving, until the moment. The moment Marylyn lost breath as Ethan fell and their fingers untwisted. She made a quick analysis that he was in pain by the emotions that crossed Ethan's face.
"Ethan? Love? I'm right here!" Mary took hold of his flailing arm and gently moved to protect his head and neck, not wanting it to hit the hard ground. All the while, she kept herself close to him and made no sudden or panicked movements, she tried to smooth him with gentle words.
Mary ran her fingers over his shoulder and back, slowly raising from her knees in a sturdy stance, ready to help him stand, at least to get to a bench to sit. Marylyn looked worriedly into his eyes, slowly and carefully pulling him up.
"Let's get to a bench, Ethan, before you're hurt..." Her voice was like the soft hum of a hummingbird's beautiful wings fluttering above the regular world.
Marylyn could only smile at him softly, standing behind the bench and gently rubbing his back and his shoulders, her fingers tracing his tightened muscles.
"Anything for you, Ethan... I just wish I could help more..."
The girl made a soft whine sound, "That was horrible, don't joke about that... I was so scared because it was the very first I was alone with you for..." She kept gliding her fingers over his back, not paying too much attention, as she was now used to it.
"Speaking of the sudden shocks lasting for an hour, you've never told me what it feels like...? Or what you experience at all...."
She silently nods, having a thousand questions, but she kept them from leaving her tongue. "I see... I'm sorry you have to experience that.. It sounds horrible.. Maybe one day, they'll be gone down to mere nothing... Since they are getting quicker and quicker...." She offered.
Marylyn smiled softly, his cheeks dusted pink. "You're adorable, Ethan..." She leaned over the bench and kissed his cheek, barely ghosting her lips over his pale skin.
Marylyn giggled, her cheeks a brighter shade, she moved to sit next to him on the bench, "Then you feel better now? Or do kisses make it better...?"
Their lips brushed before they lovingly pressed, the sun peaking from the light veil of bright clouds, shedding warm light down of the two. Marylyn could feel her heart thumping around in her chest, edging closer to exploding.
Mary shivered as it ran through her, she slowly pulled away, smiling sweetly at her boyfriend. "Y-you're amazing..."