I want to make an arranged marriage roleplay.

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You're very welcome. But if you like, I can still make the role play with you ^^

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xxxx: ) Whatever you'd like. I'll be here for a while, until I have three or four more people, I thing, two minimun.
But for now, I am going to bed, so goodnight!

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Alright. Have a good sleep ^^

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I may be interested, but just how literate are you planning to make it?

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xxxxTwo to three paragraphs a post. More if you'd like, less if there's nothing to respond to. Proper grammar and spelling, maybe a bit of decoration to the posts.

That sort of literate.

Not:

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Her jaw dropped in awe as the ground opened. "Holly mother of-well i dont know but damn!" She took a step back and looked around. "Okay if I thought he was bad, then i deffently dont want to know what did that to him." She looked around her. Nothing. She looked back at where the earth had opened before her. "No way in hell am i walking over that spot." She sloly side stepped her way around it and walked a few yards from the tree line. She looked back at the woods and searched for what could have saved her. She squinted hard but stoped when she got a headache. "Thank you." She said to the invisible hero before she turned to walk away. She glanced over her shoulder one last time before she continued up the path.

But certainly not:

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Jewel had spent his night doing something he had never thought he would do. He had spent the night wishing he were just a toy again. I know, so weird. As a toy he had been so limited. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak to anyone, he was shoved under the bed and forgotten; it was torture. But it was still better than being a human, that much he knew. And here he'd only been a human for one day. The last day had been worse than any other day in his short lifetime. Two night’s before, something very weird had happened. He was sitting in his spot crammed with hundreds of other things on Gabriel’s bookshelf, forgotten like all of his other toys. And as he sat there, he started to wish that he could just have one try at being a human. Just to prove he could. To maybe find someone who would treat him like Gabe treated the people he brought home. Someone who would treat him like the girls in the movies. That was normal, it was all he ever really did. But something changed. He heard a voice, decidedly female, ringing through his floppy ears. “Do you really want this,” it had asked. “You’re wishing for a very difficult thing, you know?” Of course, he had screamed at the voice in his mind that it was exactly what he wanted. That it was all he ever wanted. He wanted someone to love him, someone who wouldn’t forget him. “I’ll give you thirty days, little one,” the voice had replied to his thoughts. “Thirty days as a human should be plenty to find someone who could fall in love with you.” He had heaved a little sigh of relief in his mind after he had heard those words. “But, that person must kiss you before the thirty days are up. If they don’t, you will be a toy again, and you will never get another chance.”


The next thing he remembered, he was sitting on a bed, a bed not in Jaylon’s room, and there was a note in front of him. The note explained everything, that he had thirty days as a human, and if he fell in love and that person loved him back, he could remain a human. But if they didn’t kiss him, he was back to being the worn out bunny he had been. The, well, the voice was also paying for an apartment for him during this thirty days. The letter explained that he got to keep the name he had been given by Mrs. Law, but added that now he had to have a middle and last name, and had given him a list of options. In the end he picked Jewel Christopher Giles, since Christopher was really the only middle name he could use as a nickname if he needed to. The letter explained that he had been put into a seventeen-year-old’s body, so that he would be around the same age as Jaylon. The letter explained, somewhat, every item in the house. That didn’t keep them from being a complete mystery to Jewel, though. Most of the first morning he had simply wandered through the apartment, messing with everything. he flushed the toilet a thousand times, trying to figure out what it was for. He had stuck his head in the completely stocked refrigerator and wondered how it stayed so cold. He had pushed every button on the stove and microwave, and cried when he burned himself. That had been his first taste of physical pain, and it had left a lovely blister that took up at least half of his forearm.


After the burn, Jewel had collapsed on the bed, and stared at the wall for a good fifteen minutes. He had no clue what he was doing, and he was slowly realizing it. Hell, it had taken him a good twenty minutes just to figure out how to dress himself. And every little thing scared him. All the years of being a punching bag when Jay was upset had seen to that. Every sudden movement of a bird outside his window, every unexpected sound, every footstep in the hallway, it all made him jump. The first time he passed a mirror, he though he was going to die. But then he had realized that the other boy in the apartment wasn’t someone to talk to, it was his reflection. Of course he stared. His hair was the same shade he had been when he was a torn-up rabbit, complete with the top half being white from a run-in with bleach on one of their adventures. His eyes were the same shade of blue that the tiny jewels that his eyes as a rabbit had been, the same jewels that had given him his name. He was even small by human standards just like he had been small by toy standards. That was when he’d given himself his second taste of physical pain. In the midst of staring at himself, and greedily touching every inch of his face to make sure it was there, he had managed to shove a finger in his eye. He didn’t cry that time, though. That didn’t hurt quite as bad as the burn had.


Jewel had then decided that it was time to try the outside world out. He had struggled his way into shoes, and felt like an idiot when a little girl kindly informed him he had them on the wrong feet once he was outside. He had fixed them after that, of course. He had wandered around for a good fifteen minutes, before his stomach had done the weirdest thing. it started to hurt, and then make the most horrible sounds. It was like he had a monster stuck inside of him, and it wanted out. That had scared him so much that he had walked into the first building he saw, which turned out to be a restaurant, and had seen the one person he wanted to. Jaylon had been there, and with someone else. He couldn’t see the person from the front, so he had no clue if it was a boy or a girl. it was probably his current fling. A familiar pain had shot through his chest, one he could identify as sadness. That was essentially the only feeling he had ever felt, and it was constant. There had been a very brief time, the first few years of his life, where it was distant. But then Jay had slowly grown up, and started forgetting him more and more often, and then he completely forgot. That was when he had been put on that shelf and forced to watch while Jay brought home person after person.

Needless to say, Jewel had run from that store as fast as his little legs could carry him.


He only made it two blocks before he turned around started to follow Jaylon, just so he would know where his house was. He forced himself to memorize where it was, and then he had run back to his apartment, where he spent the rest of his night wondering about the various aches he had. His stomach felt like it would collapse, and there was a horrible pain in his lower abdomen, like a knife. That was when the trusty voice had shown up again. “Little one,” she had started. “When your stomach growls like that, you need to eat. I have given you food. Go, look in the cold box in the kitchen.” So he had, and he’d eaten. The second the food had hit his stomach, that pain disappeared, along with the horrid growling. “Now, little one, when you feel the pressure like I know you are now, it means you need to use the bathroom.” The next half hour was filled with the voice growing more and more annoyed while Jewel tried to figure out exactly how to use the toilet, and barraged her with questions. In the end, though, he understood. And that had been his first day as a human.


The next morning had not started well. The alarm had scared him to death, and had him cowering on the other end of the bed, staring at the screeching bit of electronics. He remembered that Jaylon would hit his, and it would stop, but that was just rude. He hadn’t liked being hit, why would this… thing? After a good five minutes, he crawled across the bed until he was by the table, and started to poke at it. Nothing happened. So he poked again. Nothing. Fifteen minutes and many, many failed attempts later, Jewel had merely dropped it into the drawer on the table, and patted the tabletop. “Please, be done when I get home. I don’t want to break you,” he had whispered at the drawer, before he had run out of the room. The voice obviously knew how lost he was with this whole human thing, and had clothes set out, and breakfast. Really, he wondered who the voice was, and how she was doing everything she did. He would never ask, though. He was glad she was there, whoever she was.


Jewel slid his way into his clothes, struggling with the jeans. The jeans were skin-tight, something he wasn’t used to. And not only were they tight; they were purple. Just like his bow tie had been when he was a rabbit. It had taken a good ten minutes to get the pants on, and he had to admit, they looked pretty good. A little tight, but still. The voice rang through his ears as soon as he had that thought, “They’re skinny jeans. Very in style.” Oh, fun. The shirt was easier, a simple white v-neck. Once again, a little tight, but he wouldn’t complain. His hair looked perfect, according to the voice, so he didn’t even bother to touch it. All he had to do was eat. On the table was a complete breakfast. Eggs, pancakes, and an apple. There was even some orange juice next to the plate. Jewel ate that breakfast like he had never had food before, which was almost true. He ate until he thought his seams would pop, no pun intended. As soon as he had the last sip of orange juice in his stomach, the voice decided to pipe in. “Little one, today I want you to go find that person you want to love, alright? At least get started, get some answers, or something.” Right. Jaylon was who he would be looking for. He wanted answers.


He had so many questions for Jay, the biggest of which being whether or not he even missed Jewel, whether he ever thought of the little rabbit he used to love. Jewel missed that feeling, the feeling that he was wanted. That was all he wanted, to be wanted. He wanted someone to want him to be around, someone to smile when they though of him, someone to hold him when he was scared. He didn’t want to be a rabbit, forgotten on the shelf. He wanted someone to look for him if he was missing, someone to tell him that they loved him, someone to kiss him when he felt alone. He wanted Jaylon to tell him how to find that. Oh, buttons, maybe he wanted to much.


Now, to go find Jaylon.


Really, he didn’t know why finding Jay would help him any. He knew that his owner, if he could still be called that, wouldn’t believe a word Jewel said. Why would he? Nobody would, unless he could give solid proof, and he couldn’t. He could tell Jay some intricate details of his childhood, maybe. Tell exactly how Jewel had been made. How he had sat in a box at a toy store for years, at least three, before he had been bought. He was one of those stuffed animals you made yourself. He came with instructions, and all the parts. Jewels for eyes, wool for the body, fluff for the insides, a little bow tie. Nobody wanted to go through all the trouble to make him, so he sat on the shelf while all of the teddy bears around him sold like hotcakes. Eventually Mrs. Spencer had shown up, and had stitched him together. The stitches were shaky, obviously not professional. But little Jaylon had loved him, or so it seemed. Through the years Jewel had been restitched and patched, and slowly forgotten. Maybe he could mention that Jaylon would pull Jewel out from under the bed during storms, and cling to him like there was no tomorrow. That would prove something, at least. He could mention the name of some of Jaylon’s best friends when he was little, or mention the names of some of his other toys. Maybe that would work.


He wouldn’t know until he tried, and he planned to. He also wanted someone to explain to him what love was, how he could find it, where he should look… that sort of thing. Should he look for a boy, or a girl? He had to admit, he liked boys better, at least from what he’d seen. They seemed prettier, nicer. Where did he go to find someone to love? Would that person find him? Would he have to do anything special to make that person love him back? And the biggest question he had, how was he supposed to find someone to love him when the only person he could think of was Jaylon? It was all too confusing, and that was why he was walking towards Jaylon’s house. He could do this, he knew he could. He would be terrified, but he could do it. As long as he wasn’t told to go away, he would be perfectly fine.


So there he stood in front of Jay’s door, ready to knock. But he was so scared. What if they wouldn’t let him in? What if they made him leave? He would be so lost if that happened. So he just stood there, hand poised and ready to knock, eyes filled with all the sadness he felt. Maybe it would be worth it if he knocked. it was worth a try. So, he took a deep breath, and then let his knuckles rap against the wood.

[Silver_Afro]

Hm, sounds good. I think I could manage that...

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That's good! Glad to have someone interested! ^^ Is there a specific character you're looking at playing?

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