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Username: Smerdle

Personality Traits:

Positive: kind, selfless, level-headed
Negative: obsessive, a doormat, anger-bottler

RP Response:

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This litch has recently lost their lover. How did it happen?

The worst part was, he wasn't even allowed to be angry. Riss hadn't cheated on him or hit him or asked him to cover up a murder. She had simply adopted a child, a child he couldn't bring himself to like very much.

"That's still rude, man," Sidney had said, the geist frowning a rare frown. "It's like she went out and bought a fennekit when she knew you were allergic."

"I'm not allergic to children."

Sidney smirked. "Sure you're not." It would have been kind of a low blow had it not been true.

Kalest had tried to make it work, bringing the child toys and pastries from his job at the bakery and forcing himself not to mind when she flung broccoli around his apartment during what was supposed to have been a romantic dinner for two. But he was a litch who held his frustration at a simmer until it boiled, and a week ago it had finally done just that.

He had returned home from a quick trip to the store to find his front door ajar, a feeling of dread pooling in his gut in response to the laughter within. Laughter. It should have made him happy, not induced a near-panic. He pushed inside, shifting his dour, default voice to something more pleasant as he announced, "I'm back! What are you guys up t—"

He rounded the corner and froze in place, the entirety of his body and all of its processes halting simultaneously at the spectacle before him. The tiered anniversary cake he had been working on for most of the past twenty-four hours had a toddler's arm jammed through it, from fist to elbow.

"Kal, look! Isn't she the cutest thing?"

"I..."

The cake had been for Riss, and by extension Imara too, of course, but... not like this. Not before her favorite flowers had been carefully piped around the edges and pictures had been snapped and he'd watched his girlfriend's—ex-girlfriend's—gorgeous green eyes crinkle with delight, knowing he was the one who had made her smile.

"It was a beautiful cake, baby! But when she saw it she got so excited that I couldn't stop her, you know?"

No. He didn't know at all. He watched Imara raise her small, icing-covered hand to her lips, recalling all of the muddy footprints he had cleaned up over the last three months, the shrieks in silent movie theaters, the pokes and prods he'd endured when all he had wanted to do was sit quietly.

"I think you should leave."

"Kal?"

"Please. Get out." Blood was thundering in his ears, drowning everything in a pent-up wave of rage. If they didn't leave him alone he was going to upset the baby and for once he wasn't going to regret it.

"I think you're being a little—"

"Get. Out."

He hadn't seen her since. Kalest had packed up Riss's scattered sleepover belongings and sent them to her, along with a gorgeously decorated section of cake, the smaller tier Imara hadn't destroyed. He was miserable and lonely, but he wouldn't allow himself to be angry. Maybe that was part of the problem.

Username: SSBrosB
Personality Traits:
Positive Traits: determined, hard-working, quiet
Negative Traits: overemotional, pessimistic, non-communicative

RP Response: This litch has recently lost their lover. How did it happen?

Joseph scrunched up his face as he looked at the book he was studying. After he had been rejected for being a disciple, after they had told him they had accepted him no less! He had practically gone crawling back to the master that he had studied under. Although his master was sad that the Litch hadn't been accepted, he had recommended that Joseph might use his knowledge for something else, such as teaching. After all, he did love to learn, especially since the Litch had come from such a troubled background.

Joseph had agreed, hoping to get his mind off of the rejection, though he didn't feel very optimistic that he would actually get a job. After all, he hadn't really done anything but studying, and teaching was quite a bit different than just learning from books and applying the knowledge to Josephs daily life. And it had taken a bit too, after all, he could become a bit over-emotional and the fact that he had been rejected had made him stay in his old room for about a week without coming out, until the master had barged in and told him to stop feeling sorry for himself.

Eventually, Joseph had landed a position as a teacher at a local school, delving into his expertise which was his knowledge of Asteria and began to teach what magic he knew and knowledge to some older students, though he didn't try for any colleges yet. After all, he would have to go and get a degree himself and he had only landed his current job through the recommendation of his master and the knowledge that he had provided at the interview. He was still a little resentful that he had to do this, considering he should have been a disciple, with his only job being learning all day and applying his knowledge, though he supposed this was good enough for now.

It had been a couple of months into his teaching, and while he was okay with it, as the downer that he was, he knew that something was coming up that would put him into a depressive state once again. And it had happened. He had met another Litch while he was teaching, though they had been a bartender rather than a teacher, but it had helped that Joseph and his fellow teachers sometimes went to the bar afterwards to unwind and catch up.

The bartender had been extra flirty with him, and while Joseph had been surprised, he didn't discourage the other, and soon enough they were dating. However, the fact that they were a bartender and a teacher well… their schedules soon started to conflict. Joseph worked during the day mainly, and his lover worked late at night at the bar. And the fact that Joseph had to spend much of their free time together working on schoolwork and grading… they started to get into yelling matches. Joseph wasn't that expressive and was too busy trying to concentrate on his job, and his lover being the same way, it was a relationship that was doomed towards disaster. They were both resentful of the other's job, and often yelled at the other that they should quit or get a new one, and of course neither of them wanted too. It shouldn't have been that hard to figure it out, and obviously they weren't meant to be, but it seemed that the both of them had a hard time even saying "I want to break up." It only finally ended when Joseph's lover had been caught cheating on him with another coworker that they had called it quits.

Joseph had gone running back to his master's once again, only for the peace and quiet, as he tried to figure out what to do. The master had just sighed and shook his head. He knew that it had been a bad idea to get invested into such a relationship after getting rejected recently, but Joseph had to figure it out himself.

After another week of shutting himself up as much as possible, after all he still had to do his job, Joseph had come out of his room, and had declared that he was done with any sort of relationship for a long while, and that for right now he would only be focusing on his job.

Username: Random Nobody 13
Personality Traits:
Pro:
Sweet: Loves to do/say cheesy things in order to make people smile. doesn't really care if its not widely done, he loves to spoil his friends, family and especially loved ones.
Dependable: Can count on him to do as he says
Faithful: he wont stray from his loved ones

Con: Gambler: What can he say, he loves to take risks, big and small.
Irresponsible: he has no idea where the money went, but look at this neat new thing he bought!
Unable to see his own faults: nothing is every because of him, has a hard time fathoming the consequences of his actions


RP Response:
He shouldn't have lied. After all, it was just a small thing, so easily overlooked. Just a bit every now and again. He couldn't help that the casinos were such fun to take part in. He couldn't help that he enjoyed the rush that winning gave him. . .perhaps a bit too much.

That was why Narissa had finally kicked him to the curb and he was left feeling alone with not a cent to his name. He had just been so caught up in his winning spree. His pile of chips had grown and grown, with the final win of the night, he would have finally had enough to pay for the house and the big, fancy, wedding that Narissa had always dreamed of. He was going to propose and present them both to her as wedding gifts.

A tear trickled down his cheek and he huddled deeper into his jacket, wishing there was rain to blame it on. Not only was his relationship in ruins, but he'd been kicked out of their house as well. She was going to give him enough time to get all his stuff out, but in the meantime she didn't want to have to suffer his presence.

So here he was, alone, homeless, and bereft of the relationship that had helped him survive hard times that now seemed like nothing compared to this. How was he supposed to have known that final game would be rigged and he'd lose every cent he'd won that night and then some? When he'd come home, penniless again, and furthermore in debt, Narissa had finally snapped. There had been no angry outbursts, no tears (on her end at least), just a cold rejection and the apathetic way she'd told him they were through.

He'd definitely hit rock bottom this time.

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