Alright so I have some RP ideas I've been dying to do, if you're interested, let me know! c: (stole this idea from Kira :3)
1 - Doctor Who. Yes, I have been DYING to do a Doctor Who PRP - we wouldn't necessarily have to keep the same models for the Doctor and companion and such, we could make it more our own
2 - I was thinking maybe something that has to do with a stripper or something of that nature if you get what I mean? I've haven't really gotten a chance to play with that kind of character, I think it could be really good if done correctly. Would definitely double up obviously so it's fair for everyone c:
3 - Maybe a "forbidden love" type ordeal? The girl or guy could be married and they fall in love with someone else because they're unhappy with their regular life because the husband or wife is kind of a jerk. Definitely would double up as well.
4 - A huge rockstar is in town, meets a fan at his concert and I think you can see where this is going. DOUBLE UP FOR ALL
5 - ANYTHING INVOLVING SUPER HEROES
okay so I only came up with 5 but I'm always open to suggests so COMMENT
Captain Jack was aboard the TARDIS with the Doctor. Due to complications with his ship, he had no other choice. Jack was pulling levers, his fingers frantically pushing buttons as the TARDIS spun out of control, panicking as they had no idea where it would land.
Rose was on her way home from work with Emilia. The two of them were pretty good friends, as they'd grown closer from working with her. "I'm so tired of that boring place.. would it kill me to have some sort of adventure in my life?"
Sam sat in the backyard at Wayne Manor, running a hand through her hair, stressed out about schoolwork, Bruce's work, and villains and such. She whimpered softly, her mind clouded with too many thoughts.
I don't even know why I'm so upset about this, maybe because I found Mikey so inspirational, I looked up to him, but it's completely disgusting..
Allegedly, he's cheated on his wife, Alicia, with this chick, Sarah. If you don't believe me, search it up. LynZ & Gerard tweeted about it. (LynZ tweeted to Alicia that she was always part of her family no matter what, and Gerard just tweeted 'oh pickles.') Earlier LynZ tweeted disgusted, but after 2 minutes she took it down.
Anyway, apparently this is now Mikey's fiancée, and I don't know, I'm just so upset and disappointed, Mikey... ack.... I'm at a loss of words
Clark strode through the streets, being careful to keep his hood up, head down. He'd been working tirelessly to find heroes, without any luck unfortunately. He sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he leaned back against the wall, glancing around, deep in thought, wondering what to do next.
Sam walked through the alleyways, gently dragging her hand across the wall lightly as she glanced around, the streets crumbling and abandoned, as usual. She bit her lip, slipping through the small crack between two fallen walls to what she liked to called, her hideout. There was a small patch of green grass she'd kept care of, with a cross on it, Peter Parker's name engraved in it. Although they'd never found his body, she felt it was her job to make sure he got the recognition and respect he deserved. Of course she had various other crosses around the room, but Peter's was always special. She knelt down in front it on the grass, putting her head down, tears slipping from her eyes as she tried to prevent them.
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Alaska sat in the courtyard near the pond, leaning back against the tree. She was roughly sketching an open meadow in the middle of the forest, that look so beautiful and free, two things she longed to be.
Alaska sat at one of the tables in the cafeteria, doing a rough sketch of the inside of a living room at Christmas-time. There was a fireplace where stockings hung, a beautiful green Christmas tree, it looked cozy. She sighed softly, putting down her pencils as she glanced around, debating whether or not to get a cup of tea. She looked down, seeing her sleeves had rode up a bit on her arms, instantly pulling them down, hiding the cuts.