Anything Goes RP discussion

here we are (: any ideas??

Nooo idea haha :P

lol well, do you do lesbian, gay or straight??

Any of them :) I'm not picky

alright well...how about a lesbian one?? ^^ i have a slight idea of what to do~

Sounds great to me

alright heres the idea. and sorry if its long -.- if you dont like the idea, i can always come up with something else:

Girl A was walking home one night when she found a girl, Girl B, on the streets. She was injured, having a bump on her head and a few cuts on her body. Guy A didn't want to risk taking her to the hospital, since Girl B seemed quite terrified and freaked her. Girl A decided to take her back home to her apartment and tended to her wounds before asking any questions. Turns out, Girl B had lost her memory, had no idea even what her name was and no recollection of what had happened to her on the streets. Having really no option, Girl A decides to take her to the hospital to get some answers. Turns out Girl B was an orphan who's parents had died when she was at a really young age. She had been living at the foster home until she had turned 18 and they kicked her out, forcing her to live on the streets. And after doing some tests on Girl B, they discover that she had been raped on the streets and the shock probably caused her memory loses. Having nowhere to go, Girl B begs Girl A to let her stay at her house and after thinking it through, Girl A accepts and moves her in. After a couple months of living with her. Girl A begins to have feelings for Girl B and then we pretty much go from there (:

I love it!!!

oh yay (: im glad :D

Who would you like me to play?

uh either or really. whenever i do this idea, im normally Girl B, but i can honestly do either :D

I think I'd be better at girl B than A

alright i can be Girl A then :D do you wanna post your charrie first or me??

I'll let you

sorry it took so terribly long -.-

Name: Haven
Age: 21
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm... (take away the lip piercing though )
Favorite Colors: Haven normally enjoys lighter shades of blue, all kinds of greens and black.
History: She grew up with a widow mother, her father passed away when she was still in her mother's stomach from a car accident, that her mother was actually in. It didn't accept Haven too just except she now has asthma and is short for her age. After Haven was born, her mother took care of her as best she could, but she was going through depression. Haven spend 3 years living with her grandparents until her mother was able to take care of her once again. They had a good relationship and Haven was sweet growing up.
Personality: Caring, listens to others problems and helps them through it. Easily making friends, but will not be friends after they lose her trust twice. She had a bit of an issue getting nervous easily though she tries to overcome it and never show it to others. Not a girl that you want to mess with, growing up with guy roommates that her mother let live with them. While she has never been in an actual fight and would prefer to stay far away from one, she's not afraid to be in one.
Other: She enjoys singing, painting, writing stories and cooking.

Awesome, give me some time

alright =3

Name: Jemma
Age: 18
Sexuality: Lesbian
Appearance: http://25.media.tumblr.com/34df4994f5...
Favorite Colors: Any shade of red or gray, for some reason she is just drawn to them.
History: As a baby her mother dropped her on a fire station door step and left her for better or for worse. Her mother had been a prostitute and her father a drug dealer who hired her one night, not that Jemma actually knows any of this. After the chief found her on the door step he turned her in to the hospital who then turned her in to the orphanage system. She lived in various orphanages until she was about 10 and then she found a more permanent one. There she stayed until she was 18 and was kicked out onto the streets. She was there for mere days before it all went to hell.
Personality: She's a tough girl to say the least. Growing up in an orphanage she had to learn to fight for herself no matter what the cost. The other girls and boys picked on her for a while and eventually she got sick of it and no one messed with her again. She's strong willed, opinionated, and sometimes hard to handle. She doesn't tend to get very close to people because she has trust issues and she's especially wary of men. The man who raped her in the alley wasn't the first but she hopes he will be the last. If not, she will definitely fight to the very end.
Other: She recently became a tattoo artist after many years of training. She's a fantastic artist.

cool, she sounds awesome (: how detailed do you normally go??

As detailed as the other person wants, I'll match anything you write

alright (: i can write up to about 2 paragraph if thats what the other person wants so...uhh so do you wanna go first or me??

I'll let you :)

alright :D

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Haven was walking along the main street one night after work, having just gotten a job at the Public Library. It was a fairly decent job, being around something she loves was always the best way to go with job choosing. When she was making the decision, it was either at the Subway in town or at the Library and Library just seemed more fun to her...And she was right.

It was around 9:00 PM, she was wearing just simple blue jeans, a purple tank top and a jean jacket, her normal outfit. She wasn't going to wear the jacket, but it had gotten a bit colder outside once night came. ' I'm glad I brought it..,' she thought then, looking around the street. No one was really walking, a few homeless people we across the street, but no one on the side she was. Haven gently waved at an old man sitting on her curb, offering a warm smile in his direction before she continued on.

Jemma groaned and tried to stand up when she regained consciousness, but she couldn't. It hurt to bad and actually caused her to let loose a cry of pain and fear. What had happened? Where was she? Why did her head hurt so bad? Who was she? So many questions and none with any answers that she could come up with. All she really knew was that her whole body ached and she couldn't get up.

After a few moments of laying there she heard footsteps. "Help!" she called out weakly "Please someone help me! I'm hurt! Help!" The was the end of her voice but now tears were streaming down her face and raspy sobs were escaping her mouth. If someone didn't help her she was going to die in this dark place without even knowing her own name.

Haven decided to take a short cut home and go through an alleyway that was generally safe. She lived sort of in the part part of the town, which wasn't a good thing by any means, but her mother lived near and she knew her way around the place. So she was happy about that. And even from it's reputation, she felt quite safe in this area, though she did stay clear of the part that had 3 bars all lines up. That was where it got a bit scary, even for her.

As she approached the alleyway however, she heard someone yelling. At first she thought it was a child with irresponsible parents that let them stay out this late at night. However, after she listened to what the voice was saying, she realized that it wasn't. She also heard crying and her blood ran cold, her heart beat speeding up and she tensed, walking closer to the alleyway. Once she got there, she gasped, looking down at a dirty, half naked girl about her age who was crying.
" Oh my god, are you alright?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer was a definite 'no'. This girl looked terrified and broken. She rushed over to her, looking at her with warm, caring eyes.

"I c-can't move," she cried "Everything hurts. I don't know what happened to me." Her voice was weak and almost inaudible, but she was trying. She needed a hospital, of that she was sure, and she needed it soon. There were a few areas of her body that hurt more than others and it gave her a slight idea as to what had happened but she still couldn't remember for sure. "W-where am I? Do you know who I am? I'm...I'm scared." That was something she had never said in her life, not that she knew that at this point or anything.

She looked up at the girl who was looking at her with the kindest eyes. She had time enough to think of how pretty she was just before she passed out cold. Everything was black from there.

Haven listened when the girl talked, taking the time to examine over her body. Haven could tell she was bleeding from the head, there were multiple scratches on her entire body and the clothes that she did have on where ripped up. She felt pity for this poor girl, wanting to do anything to help her.

She was about to reply to all her questions, but she passed out then. Haven, thankfully, caught her before she hit her head again.
" Crap...," he muttered, checking the girl's neck for a pulse. She sighed in relief when she found one and just looked at the girl for a long while. No one deserved this...she looked so miserable and hurt that it almost brought a tear to Haven's eye.

She set her down on the ground gently, taking off her jean jacket and placing it on the girl's torso to cover her up at least a bit.
" You'll be alright....I'm going to help you...," she whispered to her, knowing she wouldn't receive an answer. Carefully, very carefully, picked the girl up, leaning her head against her own shoulder before heading down the alleyway, thankful she lived just a couple blocks away. She would look at the girl and try to help her cuts...but if it got too bad, Haven would have no choice but to take her to the hospital.

Jemma woke up a while after she was laid down in this woman's house. She blinked several times and looked around before spotting the girl and smiling just a little. Unfortunately, the smile wasn't very pleasant coming out of her swollen and bruised face. "Thank you," she whispered when she realized how bandaged up she was. It was obvious that the girl had cleaned her up and tried to fix everything she could.

Of course everything still hurt, especially her head which was throbbing and pulsing in pain, but it was a little better than before. This girl had likely saved her life and she knew it. She only wished she were well enough to thank her properly and repay her. Did she have any money though? What was her name?!

After Haven had taken the girl home, she quickly washed her up and bandaged her, being so gentle as to not wake her up. Haven knew the poor girl was probably exhausted. It was a bit easier than she thought with the bandages, feeling bad however every time she cleaned one with the alcohol pad, which made the girl wince in her sleep. It took Haven an hour to clean and fix her up, then quickly getting her into comfortable clothes.

When the girl finally awoke, Haven smiled at her and came to her bedside right away. Once the girl spoke, Haven laughed softly.
" Well I couldn't just leave you there, I needed to help...Are you in pain anywhere still?" she replied to the girl, looking at her kindly.

"Mostly just my head, and...down there," she blushed a little bit and looked away from her. She was silent for a few moments. "Do you now what happened to me?" she asked after that period of silence "I-I can't remember anything." Her eyes started to fill up with tears of confusion and fear.

"I can't remember my name!" she gasped out then started to cry harder "I don't know who I am or what happened to me. I'm scared. What do I do now?"

(( im gonna head off to bed now. ill reply in the morning when i wake up though (: ))

((Sounds good, sleep well))

(( oh thank you (: ))

Haven sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.
" Oh hon..I wish I had some answers for you, but I have no idea what your name is. Your clothes were all ripped up and your pants were gone," Haven said, looking down at the poor thing. Reaching over to the night table, she took a napkin and handed it to her.

She put the napkin to her face and cried into it miserably. Her body ached and her mind was blank except for the panic she was now feeling. She needed to find out what her name was at the very least.

Haven sighed and sat her up gently, pulling her into a small hug.
" We could try the hospital...?" she suggested, not wanting to resort to that, but seeing how they really had no other choice, she would do it for her.

She hugged her weakly and nodded. She personally hated the sound of a hospital but she didn't see another choice. It was either sit here confused or look for help elsewhere.

Haven nodded then, gently stroking through her hair.
" Can you try to walk?" she asked, looking down at her.

She whimpered softly and nodded "I'll make myself walk," she said "Just please help me up."

" Alright hon," she replied, pulling out of the hug and standing up. She lifted the girl up then, gently and then gently set her down on the floor though made sure to keep a hand on her waist at first.

Shakily she was able to stand up. "Alright, lets get this done before my legs turn to jelly," she tried to give a smile but it hurt her face.

Haven smiled softly, letting go of her waist, but keeping an arm close to her.
" Okay. It it starts to hurt, tell me and I'll just have to carry you there," she replied.

"I can do it," she replied "It's no big deal." She started to walk, or rather, limp along lamely. "Lead the way Miss...I don't know you name?"

" Sorry I never told you. My name is Haven," she replied, opening the bedroom door for the girl.

"That's a really pretty name," she told her before she hobbled out of the bedroom "And again thank you so much. I thought I was going to die in that alley..."

" Not a problem at all, hun. I wouldn't have let you there," she smiled at her, leading her through the living room and to the door.

She walked through the next door, feeling the pain with every step she took but determined to go on. "Most would have left me," she replied to this.

" That is probably true, but I'm not like most people," he replied with a wink, leaving her down the hallway slowly and toward the elevator.

She giggled softly but this caused a bout of coughing and she had to stop walking for a moment "Sorry, sorry," she whispered.

" No, it's fine. You alright?" she asked her, going back over to her and gently placing a hand on her back.

She nodded "Yeah yeah, I'm fine. Lets keep going," she gave a weak smile before continuing on toward the elevator.

((Wanna skip to when they are at the hospital and the doctor is explaining?))