Vixo
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Mar 27, 2009
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OK. . .no bites on my last idea. Which is for the best I suppose, since I tried it elsewhere and hit another "character behaving badly" fail. He's just too much of a naturally nice guy. . .
Anyway, I'm interested in doing a more romantic RP (unless you have a different idea for the nature of the relationship) involving a woman who watched over mine while he was in a coma for ten years. My character is/was the singer of a noisy sort of art-punk band called SCUM, but comes off as rather modest and polite outside of performances. The image I have of this woman is that perhaps she began watching over him at a young age, sixteen or so (perhaps because such a thing would look good in the search for a good college education), and he was a constant in her life. Over time she developed a fondness for him. I guess, also, I view her as someone who's outwardly err, mild-mannered, but has an appreciation for. . .I guess you'd say edgy, occasionally brutal music. She'd have spent time sitting next to him, reading to him, playing music for him. Maybe she had eventually begun thinking of him as someone who listened when no one else would, confiding in him--though he probably wouldn't know it, waking up.
Anyway, I'm rambling, but if anyone gets the general gist of what I'm looking for and is interested, contact me. Thanks.
Anyway, I'm interested in doing a more romantic RP (unless you have a different idea for the nature of the relationship) involving a woman who watched over mine while he was in a coma for ten years. My character is/was the singer of a noisy sort of art-punk band called SCUM, but comes off as rather modest and polite outside of performances. The image I have of this woman is that perhaps she began watching over him at a young age, sixteen or so (perhaps because such a thing would look good in the search for a good college education), and he was a constant in her life. Over time she developed a fondness for him. I guess, also, I view her as someone who's outwardly err, mild-mannered, but has an appreciation for. . .I guess you'd say edgy, occasionally brutal music. She'd have spent time sitting next to him, reading to him, playing music for him. Maybe she had eventually begun thinking of him as someone who listened when no one else would, confiding in him--though he probably wouldn't know it, waking up.
Anyway, I'm rambling, but if anyone gets the general gist of what I'm looking for and is interested, contact me. Thanks.

