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all right! want me to start the thread or you? also, do you have any specific plots in mind?

"I'm sorry," he repeated. "I just...I thought you would be afraid of me if I just told you something like that. I showed you the fire! Remember? I tried to hint at it." Jake released from the hug. "Anyway...to tell you the truth, Andrew isn't gone forever." A mischievous smirk spread across his face. "He'll come back...but next time, he'll know not to mess with me."

Caitlin's eyes were wide with wonder. "Where did you put him...?"

Jake shrugged. "Let's just say...he's at my hometown."

yeah, i saw that but forgot tbh. but okay! take your time c:

Ashley hesitated, feeling that she was being put on the spot. Do I really look that scared? Truthfully, Ashley didn't know how to feel. The thought of a psychopath on the loose did terrify her, but what worried her more was that his description sounded so familiar. However, as much as she struggled for an answer, she could not find one in her amnesia-stricken mind. Almost all of her memory had been swept clean. If she had known this person, she would have known him a long time ago. Otherwise, she would probably have remembered him by now. "Y-yeah," she answered softly. "I'm just a little confused." She strained her mind, searching desperately for an answer. Shifting her gaze to the scythe again, she attempted to remember who could have owned such a weapon. What type of person would own such a odd, ancient tool, and use it as a weapon? "He sounds familiar," Ashley finally admitted.

Owen raised an eyebrow. "Dear, if you know this man...please do not mention me to him. He absolutely hates me."

Ashley shook her head. "I promise I won't. I don't even know who you're talking about." Curiously, the girl tilted her head and asked another question that could possibly give more clues to who this man could be. "Do you perhaps know his name...?" Maybe this would help her remember! Names were always a key factor of someone's identity. If she truly knew this man, there was no way she could forget his last name.

Owen scratched the back of his head. "Ah, um..." It had been a while, but the name wasn't too hard to forget. "Jake Frazee!" He exclaimed, finally remembering the acquaintance's full name.

At hearing the name, Ashley felt herself go into a full-blown panic attack. Memories flooded through her head like a panicked flock of birds. Before she could even comment on the name, her vision went entirely black. Face pale, the neko's torso fell to the bottom of the couch, lying lifelessly beside her girlfriend.

"Uhh..." Jake chuckled sheepishly. "Probably around a day. It will take them a while to realize that he's a live human instead of one that was sent to Hell. I mean, he already deserves to go there," he muttered. Because he had worked for the man for so long, Jake was able to truly see how insane and despicable he really was. Truthfully, Jake wanted him to stay there forever. He wasn't as cruel as to actually want him dead, but he just didn't want him to interfere with his life anymore. The fact that Andrew hated nekos just made him truly hate him with a passion, considering that he was one. Not to mention, his lover was a neko as well. Knowing that Andrew would harm Kuro with any chance he got made him furious to no end.

"Don't worry, Kuro," he assured. "I won't let him lay a hand on you." Jake smiled confidently.

Owen reacted entirely different from Sol. With a calm expression, he made his way over to the couch and instructed Sol to stand. "Please stand up and move away from her." This situation was very familiar to him. This is what he had been professionally trained to do. Though he was not calm on the inside, his lessons had instructed him to stay calm at all times and not cause panic in any of the victim's family or loved ones. "She is okay. I assume that the shock of what I said caused her to momentarily have inadequate blood supply to her brain--in other words, faint." Gently, he picked up the girl and rested her down so that she was lying on her back. Taking her legs, he lifted up her feet onto the side cushion of the couch so that they would become elevated. Swiftly, he took her arm and pressed his index finger and middle finger on her inner wrist. "She's breathing," he assured Sol, hoping that this would somewhat calm her down.

Owen sat on his knees beside Ashley and looked up at Sol. "She should wake up in less than a minute. Otherwise, we should probably alert the hospital."

Noticing Kuro's signal, Jake quickly rephrased his sentence. "Oh! And Caitlin too. I'll obviously protect you, Caitlin." To further explain why he would protect her, other than the fact that he did really care about her, he gently patted her midriff. At this action, Caitlin blushed and smiled lightly.

"Let's go...anywhere you want!" Jake decided. "We could go to the aquarium, the park...just not anywhere too expensive, all right?"

for her, i have a couple things i've thought of:

plot 1: she disguises herself as a human and starts to casually follow your character around; for example, if your character is still in school, then she'll try to befriend her and sit by her at lunch, or if they're adults, then she'll meet up with her at the library and such. once they've become close friends, she reveals the wings on her back in some dramatic situation. or, she can be caught with her wings out.

plot 2: zenovia has fallen from heaven because she has been caught doing numerous sinful activities, such as cursing, flirting, acting provocative in general, etc. Because of this, she must either learn to be a good person to possibly get back into Heaven, or stay herself forever and therefore stay on Earth. Once she falls, she will meet your character on Earth and ask for help.

track, will make my form soon <3

Ashley slowly began to open her eyes. She awoke to two faces looking over hers--which was obviously not a pleasant or relaxing thing to wake up to. Steadily, she sat up and looked at the two. "How long was I out? What happened?"

Owen swiftly replied, making sure to stay as composed as possible. "You passed out from a sudden emotion of shock, I assume. Are you all right?" The man was careful not to mention the name again. If she was really this afraid of him, then it was best to not bring him up. As curious as he was about how this stranger knew this lunatic, he did not ask unless told. Surely, this was a symptom of post-traumatic stress disorder or abuse in early childhood. The mentioning of a name usually wasn't enough to stir this type of reaction in people.

Ashley nodded in response. "Yeah...I feel okay. Just a little dazed," she admitted quietly. Her loss of consciousness wasn't enough to break her recent memory, however. As soon as she felt the ability to, she asked a follow-up question. "A-are you sure it was Jake Frazee...?" Her eyes were wide with dismay. "That's my father!"

Owen covered his mouth in shock and blanched from fear. What should he do? Should he ask her to leave? No, from what he has seen, she has been rather friendly, right...? His mind was torn between the two decisions. Because she was related to this man, he was biased to just hate her right then and there. Why shouldn't he? This man, who was supposedly her father, had almost murdered him with a scythe! Who knows what she was like? He was at a complete loss for words. For a couple moments, he just stood there, blankly, unsure how to even react to such a claim.

Oak took a deep breath. This was the place. Zoe would have been proud of him. This truly was a new and fresh start. To get out of that dusty old apartment was much better of a choice than staying there and mourning his long dead sister he called Zoe. His goal was to meet all types of new friends--which was much different than how he used to live his life: drinking, going to work, and saving up for college. He rarely had any friends due to the fact that his studies entirely consumed him, not to mention his part-time shift at a pizza place. Finally mustering up the courage, he made his way up to the front door, suitcase in hand.

To his surprise, there was already someone waiting for the door to be answered. Forcing his warmest smile, he greeted the stranger. "Hi! My name's Oak. Are you new here too?"

Oak checked his wristwatch. "Not that I know of. I assume most people arriving just saw the ad. I have no idea when it was put up, though," he admitted. His eyes shifted to the window beside the door. This was taking a while. Maybe they were just busy? His anxiety started to heighten, but not because he was talking to a stranger. He was completely fine talking to Jason.

"I just came because it's cheaper than staying at an apartment." Oak chuckled. "I'm trying to save up for college. But, uh, little question...do you know why there aren't any women allowed?" His eyebrows were furrowed with confusion. He was completely fine with women. He wasn't attracted to them, but they were sweet and friendly from his experience.

alright! do you want to start the thread or me?

Oak nodded while laughing at his joke. He could totally understand that women wouldn't really fancy the idea of staying in the same house with a bunch of random men. That was also the reason why dorms in colleges were separated by gender. Still, it didn't really bother Oak too much. He just hoped he wouldn't forget what talking to a woman his age was like.

At the sight of a newcomer, he smirked. These two seemed to already have met. Even more likely, they were friends. "Hey Kurtis. Do you go by Kurt? Anyway, I'm Oak," he introduced. His blue eyes looked over both of them. These were going to be the people he would be living with. They seemed rather nice from his first impressions. It calmed him to know that he wasn't going to be living in the same house as some kind of serial killer or something. While irrational, these were still his fears.

binie. oo I could see some plots with oak and jackson

binie.

okay so oak has a soft spot for sociopaths--he's dated some in the past and feels that he can help them in some way, which is probably bc he's learning to be a therapist. I think they would get along well, if not boyfriends then fwb ;))

but in the beginning I can see him not liking Jackson, but then he slowly starts to fall for him

binie. oof I know, that actually sounds like a pretty good plot

and nah not the whole time. I do think that at first he'll feel that way though, because that's been his past experiences

ooo and if Oak started flirting with Jackson before OutCast 's character started to show signs he liked him, then that would be some good drama too

Oak watched as the two bickered, thinking they were cute together. His attention quickly shifted towards what he assumed to be the owner of the house: Tobias. The large wound surrounding his eye did bother him a bit; not because it was unsightly, but because he genuinely cared about the boy's health. How in the world did he get such an injury? As curious as he was, Oak was polite enough not to ask him yet.

Smiling at him, he took the cookie and stepped inside. "Wow, what a beautiful house you have!" He exclaimed, observing the house as far as the eye could see. Sure, it looked extravagant from the outside, but it was nothing compared to this! A large, golden chandelier hung from the ceiling, matching with the yellow walls of the lounge room. To the left was the kitchen, but he wasn't too interested in that as of now. "Um, can you show me to my room, Tobias?" He asked, smiling sheepishly. "This house is huge. I don't expect myself to find it on my own, quite honestly."

i would love to join in on a group rp as well! i guess this is kind of a track, because for it to be a group there should be at least one more person