Posts by Lord-of-Buckets

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    "I just got back from america and am hanging out with somefriends..so what are you up to nowadays? Where are you staying i am hoping we could start hanging out again."he said glancing aroud to make sure his ride home was still there.
    He had develope a weird american/russian accent and (im supposing were in japan for some reason...)smelled strongly of mint, vanilla and slight traces of pot.

    When they walked in he took out his earbuds and looked innocently up at them as the diir slammed shut behindthem and the ambusher trapped them inside and piunted guns at them and it all happened far too quick.


    "Hello..."he said and his phone rang"hang on i need to take this..."he said
    "Hey reese. No im sorry im busy...save some for me pleeeaaase...okay...thanks bye"he said taking his time and chatting with his friend for a minuet wich pissed everyone off even his guys.


    He typed stuff on his phone for anouther minuets
    "So it come to my attention....that you are demanding your customers back and have come to strike a deal in hopes of geting some money back...."he said lifting a cardboard box onto the table.
    "So what do you have to offer me?"he said

    He got up an inspected them looking at val and turning his head like a person inspecting fine livestock.
    The people loaded their guns and kept their fingers on the triggers aimed at the enemy gang. "Ill take him and in return you can have 40%back of what we have taken and some compensation for your allowence o us to borrow what was yours..."he said dumping the box of stacks of hundreddollar bills on the table. The box was a large as a tengallon fish tank (ten inches by 25 inches?) and had stacks of a hundred hundreddollar bills.
    He collected his homework and put it in his bag smiling."He can come home with me untill i set him up with living quarters..."he said


    (If anyof this sounds too cheesy or not well rpd you can tell me to redo it cause i know sometimes i go from expert rper to noob)

    He walked out the door an grabbed val taking him with him. "So your name is cameron and you my schoolfriend who just got back from his aunts house in sanfriensisco. Dont differe from it or you can sleep outside..."he said walking wuickly onto the street next to a library. There was an expensive red car with ipen windows."im having abit of trouble with triginometry so you can we hang out more iften?"he said as they approched the car expecting him to pretend to be a normal person as they got into the car
    "Hey dad."he said ignoring his stem mom Calpurnia

    (Question: what is mary sueing and something gary mean in rping?)(an sorry im god modding )


    They go to his house and get out and blah blah stuff. He lives in an expensive mansion kinda big house with lots if rooms and halls and expensive pocketsized conseakable treasures and money out the wazoo.


    "You are free to be confined for the night in this humble hovel i call a house. Just dont go into the door with a red fake ruby handle ir youll be mentaly scarred. And kindly i will ask you dont come within 10 feet of my room..."he said curtly
    "Dinner will be done shortly so dont wander much."he said condescendingly to him.
    And if course his room is fine to go into at will if your willing to fce the RATH of the fivefoot 2 inch demon

    Trace is and was a normal guy who lived in the middle of a forest allone.
    He goes to whatever school there in and is new. Acctualy it hi first day today.
    He sat down in class and bumped his knees on the desk and winced. He was too tall for it, as always and he looke behind his houlder st the pretty girl whos name he doesnt know.

    Trace is a vampire, living on the streets who is conflicted between his bloodlust and morals, forced to kill an harm to stay alive but suffering more than he would if he was dead at being forced to hurt others.
    Your guy is an old friend of his who stumbles across him in an alleyway and takes him in without knowing hes a vampire whos light sensitive and a night owl.


    This rp is a love story and i forgot something important but whatever.


    Jump in with a human or anime pic and rp on first post
    Please be active-ish and i dont care about curse words
    Any sexual content shal be fade inned and outed exxept for kissing.
    An hugging

    The Basics
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    Name; Trent and Trace WeepingWills
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    Nickname(s); The twins or Weeping Willows
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    Gender;;males
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    Age;;16 and 16
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    Species/Power;; tree nimphs in discuise as humans.
    Trace can See where anyones been and what theyve ever done by snooping in their minds and can even replace and take memories.
    Trent can hypnotize with his voice and he cant tell a lie
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    History; they were bith born from the same seed and grew into fine young treelings untill their dorest was burned down and all they have left is each other.teu survvived just barely by robbing peole they see when trent hypnotizes them and trace picks their pockets them he erases the memory of that moment. Their pretty normal but trent cant speak much because of how enticing his voice is. It has lured many a man and woman to their
    Trap and still attracks girls to him when thy hear it.
    Trace is the speaker who soeaks for trent and is a player and uses his mind magic to see what girls and guys alike like.
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    Dorm Number;;they ended up hetting split up
    Trent is in dorm 2
    And trace dorm 3
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    Appearance (Description);;theyre both six feet tall and have silky dark black hair and can change their form from nimph to human and can even combine the two looks. Theyre both skinny and strong and have mustle as hard as a tree but skin as soft as somthing soft thats related to trees. They dress the same and any excessories they have (scarves hats) they always swap.
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    Family; none left in the world
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    Personality; trent is quiet and antisocial and follows his brother everywhere. Hes never liked any girls and everyone at his last school thought he couldnt even speak.
    Trace is extravegent yet elegant and orten harsh an good with word manipulation to prove his points. Hes a player and flirts with everyone he talks to.
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    Hobbies;;
    Trent can draw amazingly well
    Loves music
    Swimming


    Trace likes girls
    Play any instrament he can find(he steals peoples memories of being taught to play and can play almost anything)
    An running


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    Weaknesses;;
    Trent
    Being without his brother
    Having to answer questions in class
    Chlorine in pools
    Talking
    Trace
    People who ignore him
    Idiots who dont think well
    Boring things


    Relationships; none yet
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    Sibilings; trent has trace and trace has trent
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    Crush;;none yet for trent
    Everyone for trace(jk)
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    Dating;;open for both


    Behind The Screen
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    Screen Name;; /\•]_ord-o-|3uc|(Etz•/\
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    Activity;;active mostly at night and possibly everynight
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    Muse;;6/7 on a good day 5/7 on a bad


    Other
    Anything Else?;;blurp
    They both have very sharp long retractable teeth and like blood but arent vampireds.
    Pic at bottom

    Trae the ghost watched i theshadows as april unpacke herthings and looked at the house. Hefeltexiteent surge upand he so desperatly wanted her to be phortablein his house.
    He quickly glided across the room with ease an whent theough the basement door and flicked on the power switch, taking almost allhis strength to interact with the human world.
    The power cane on as she was jumping on her bed and the lights all turned on.

    Alot of thenoises sounde like himan feet on creaky floorboards and often something that sounds like a sigh from dark corners but no ones eer tere and it always blends in with the wind after awhile. The only sound that wasnt that creepy was the sound of the racoon that lives in the attic that always leaves at sunset ad comes back at sunrise.


    He sighed with linging to reveal himself to her but she seemed to fragile like shewpuld break if he scared her