1x1 Romance discussion
Rp
>
Iris x Your Queen!
message 1:
by
cherry ~hiatus, check bio~
(new)
Jan 17, 2023 06:21PM
Ok should we start with character profiles?
reply
|
flag
Name:
Age:
Looks:
Gender:
Personality:
Is that good?
Age:
Looks:
Gender:
Personality:
Is that good?
Okay, so would like 21-23? work
Here's mine:
Name: Jacob R. Robinson
Age: 23
Gender: Male
>Looks: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/art--73...
(Black Hair, Black Eyes)
Regular Outfit for outdoors: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/1605815...
Personality: Likes chocolates (but won't say it), Is very stoic and bold, also caring and kind (once you get to know him).
Name: Jacob R. Robinson
Age: 23
Gender: Male
>Looks: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/art--73...
(Black Hair, Black Eyes)
Regular Outfit for outdoors: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/1605815...
Personality: Likes chocolates (but won't say it), Is very stoic and bold, also caring and kind (once you get to know him).
Name: Cora Grey Age: 21
Looks: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/1548181...
Gender: Female
Personality: Super friendly and outgoing, loves people. Can be sassy with those close to her. Absolutely adores animals and is very thoughtful, likes to do charity work that has to do with animals.
Ok! Now what? Sorry if I'm asking a lot of questions but I've only ever rped on other platforms, never this one :)
((okay, imma change my character's name to something else, if that's okay.))
Jacob followed behind her, as instructed. He was simply doing a job of being Cora's bodyguard, as he opened the limo door for her.
She flashed him a bright smile and stepped into the vehicle. After she sat down, she swept her brown hair up into a quick messy bun.
He gave her a nod, heading into the limo with her, closing the door as the driver began to drive off.
((welcome back! I was busy twt))
"A interview with some radio stations." He said.
"A interview with some radio stations." He said.
She paused and frowned. "Oh. Right." With a sigh she started digging through the bag. "I swear I brought water..."
"They'll have water at the station." He replied, as the driver came to a red light.
Jacob looked out the window, his earpiece in his ear as he waited for any sightings of her crazed fans.
Cora tugged out her phone and checked the notifications. The first few were messages from her publicist, which she immediately ignored. One suddenly popped out at her from the sea of icons, and she jolted, gasping.
Jacob heard her gasp, and jolt. "Is something wrong?" He asked, slightly on high alert now.


