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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 4:38 pm
You are a very highly successful businessman. At age eighteen, you graduated from Yale and started your own company for the first time. By the time you got t your twenties, your companies are the top elite which made you the youngest and sexiest businessman in the eyes of women. Now you are twenty-four, with more money than you can imagine. People are starting to notice that all you ever do is work. People wonder how come for a man as young and attractive as you don't have a girl by your side, They do notice that you are not open to anyone, barely having friends as your first priority is work.
Your background is mysterious to everyone, all that is known is that you came from a rich family and broke away from them to prove that you can be independent and don't need your precious' parents money. That is all that is known to the workers, as you kept your family's whereabouts unknown (or maybe you just don't care).
Your 25th birthday came up, and your grandpa (who you barely have contact with) decided to throw a banquet for you. It wasn't the biggest surprise, though, as it happened after it was all over. You went home to see a giant gift box which is from your grandpa. Once you open the box, you realize it was a girl...a stranger! You soon find the card which your grandpa writes that the girl is his present and to enjoy her, for she is after all non-refundable since she had no place to go.
And because you want to please your grandfather (and prove your independence to him), you decided to keep the girl. Although as the days pass, you might get tempted to kick her out despite her past.
[This story is actually created by cutie_maddy111, however, I think I messed the roleplay up completely so it ended up stopping. I liked the story so much I wanted to do it again. So credit goes to cutie_maddy111 for the story]
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 4:40 pm
Rules-No cybering. If anything happens, we will just time skip -Romance encouraged but follow rule 1 -No text-talk, write like you would for school -Try to be semi-literate. All I ask is for at least a good two paragraphs (a paragraph usually has around 5-7 sentences) -I don't expect you to post every day...ok I sort of do. I would like a roleplayer who can post at least once every two days (I will love you if you can do once per day). If something happens that you can't post, PLEASE let me know! If you wanna quit this rp, let me know too so I can find a replacement! -Pm your profile titled "Riches" and have a wine glass/cheese emoji in your profile -I would also like a roleplayer who can contribute to the story as well. I am pretty open to anything so just continue posting in the story. If it is something that involves my character heavily (instead of my character just reacting to what happens to your character), then let me know. -Follow all Gaia Tos rules, this RP is intended to be PG-13 -No god-modding -HAVE FUN!!! No seriously, isn't that what Roleplays are supposed to be?
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 4:41 pm
Profiles: This RP doesn't really require an in-depth profile. Just the basic name, age, personality, bio (Although you have it easy as 75% of it is done for you), and maybe other if you feel like there should be anything else. Otherwise, the appearances are anime only
Name: Tallulah Wakanda Age: 19 Personality: She is to be explained as a quiet 'mute' person, and it's because she was sort of taught to be silent at the situation she was in. She is capable of expressing emotion, but from her background...showing emotions led to more disgust. She is sympathetic to people who feel small in a big world. She is not the type to deny anything unless it is life-threatening. Hard-working, she believes it will make a person better. When she talks, it is only one sentence or just one word...barely would she make a conversation. She is very protective and can be aggressive if someone she likes are threatened.
Bio: She was raised in homelessness, after running away from a terrible family situation with her father and mother refusing to care for her. When she was 10, she just grabbed a backpack and went on her way to live in the streets.....thinking a home will be provided for her once she got out...but it never happened. She did get to homeless shelters once in awhile, having hair cleaned and new clothes but it was not enough. Then suddenly in the middle of a day, a random man asked her if she wanted an 'extravagant' lifestyle. Thinking he meant just being a hooker, she only nodded as she was to be cleaned off, and then placed in a big box. That was what had happened...now her life is going for a turn with a man who needed a 'lady', according to the man who picked her up anyways
Other: She had always dreamed of cooking and owning a dog. Otherwise, she has no career aspirations.
Melody_The_Grim For your roleplay! Name Maverick Sorenson Nickname Rick but only by his father and grandfather, and Rickie by his mother. Personality Maverick hasn't really been given the chance to get to know himself very well over the years. twenty-five years on this earth and all he really knows is that he is a determined, hard working man with no actual social life outside of work. The closest he gets to an actual friend is his old, widow maid and she only really spends time with him because she is paid to do so. He doesn't ever really feel lonely though. If he wants company he can find it easily or he can spend time with his dog Buddy. His mother calls him a sweet boy, and his father calls him whimsical but he doesn't know how reliable either of their opinions are. Bio Maverick had a fair childhood growing up. He had all the toys and money he could ask for, a roof over his head, and a family. The only draw back was that his father was the leader of a drug ring. His entire life he was surrounded by his dad's cronies and was sent to private schools to better his education. He was never given the opportunity to make friends in his youth thanks to his father's shady background. It was not an ideal life style to say the least. His sister Angel loved the life style so when he turned 18 he told his father that he was not going to be taking over the family business and would be giving it to his sister instead. This had not pleased his father who had told him that he would amount to nothing in the outside world. That day he packed very few of his belongings and set out to make a name of his own. It was hard at first, he had to take on two jobs after never working a day in his life and had to apply for scholarships at the public library. He had just been about to give up when he got a letter from Yale saying that they were willing to accept him into their school with full ride scholarship. He majored in pharmaceuticals with a minor in business with the plan to start up his own pharmaceutical company as a dig towards his father. Now at 25 years old he owns a successful company called MS Pharmaceuticals and lives a very luxurious life. And, he did all of it without the help of his family. Other He has a corgi-husky mix named Buddy whom he had gotten for himself for his twentieth birthday.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 10:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 6:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2017 10:00 pm
.:。❦ ₮allulah ωakanda ❦.。.: Lonliness and the feeling of being unwanted ☺°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☺
Darkness was all the girl could see, she could feel that she had been cleaned a day ago, with only a bottle of water and some boxed food which she was thankful for.Tallulah knew that sometimes she did not eat, and the darkness was normally cold, the opposite of what the box felt. She felt her clean hair, twirling it around as for the first time, it felt silky smooth and not tangled up with dirt and twigs. She then heard footsteps, she was kind of tired and wondered what it would feel like to be on a bed.
She was wearing what could be a basic white shirt with a knee-length skirt which made her unsure she was some sort of hooker. Despite being homeless, it didn't mean she was... 'educated'......and by educated, that would mean she could read like a 6th grader, and her math skills were of a 5th grader....basic to get through life but she struggled with it. Holding onto a letter which she hoped would explain things. The letter read,
Dear Rick, Happy birthday, this is your surprise present, a slave! I know that you have been stressed recently from work so I thought that having a woman by your side would make it better. Don't you dare think about setting her free or returning her, she is non-refundable and has nowhere to go, please take good care of her. From, Grandfather
While waiting, Tallulah touched the cage, a little cold but it was a comforting cold. She did wonder what she was going to do besides probably serving this person. She just hoped the requests/favors did not make her question whether it had consequences.
☻°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☻ is the most terrible poverty one can experience
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 4:55 pm
Maverick “Rick” Sorenson
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Maverick couldn't think of anywhere else he would rather be right now than home. He oved his family, even if he and his father ad a bit of a rocky past, and he appreciated that they wanted to celebrate his birthday with him. He just wasn't into the whole 'having a big party' thing. It seemed like an over kill. He liked being at home alone with his best friend Buddy. "We are home Bud. Let's see if we can find ourselves a snack before bed. I can't stand those finger foods that mom serves and I know you wont touch them either so they have to be nasty." He spoke to the Corgi-Husky mix wagging it's tail by his feet as he unlocked the front door to his condo and pushed it in. The little dog yipped up at him once before bolting into the house, no doubt running to his food bowl. Maverick couldn't help but chuckle at his little furry friend and how excitable he was. He knew that the dog would find his bowl empty and would wait there whining until he went to fill it. That was just what he did when things weren't as they should be so that his master could fix the problem. Silly dog. He's gonna get fat if I don't start monitoring his food intake. He thought as something his dog did piqued his interest. Buddy barked. Talking - #bbbbcc/ Thinking - #99aaaa His dog was not known for barking, yipping and whining yes, but not barking. He closed and locked the door behind him as he went on to the kitchen to investigate, but upon entering the modern style kitchen he saw that Buddy's bowl was there with no Buddy to guard it. "Strange. Buddy never leaves his bowl until he is full." He frowned as Buddy barked once more. This time he could tell that the dg was obviously in the living room. He grabbed a knife off of the counter on his way to the living room, slowly walking down the mini hallway that connected the rooms. He peered around the corner in time to see Buddy put his front two paws on what appeared to be a large wrapped present. "The f... Buddy get off of that." The box was wrapped in a light grey wrapping paper with a large decorative silver bow on top. Upon closer inspection he could see happy birthday written on tp of the present in what appeared t be his grandfather's hand writing. "Well Grandfather did say that he left a surprise at my house for me... I should of never given him a key. What do you think Bud. Should I open it? Yeah your right I should atleast see what it is." As if to say that he agreed, Buddy barked up at his master and scratched at the box before getting down.
The box came undone easy enough, all he had to do was pull on the bow and it just fell open. But, opening it wasn't the problem he was having. It was the girl inside. Buddy seemed to like Grandpa's little surprise seeing as how he ran up to the girl and licked her hands before grabbing the letter from her with his teeth and running off a bit to play keep away. Maverick put an end to that quickly. "Buddy! Give now!" He put his hand down to Buddy's level while the dog reluctantly brought him the note. With the letter safely in his hands, and only slightly covered in dog drool, he unfolded it and read what his grandfather had wrote. "Son of a b***h. He can't ever get a normal present can he. Jeez..." The girl was very attractive he had to admit when he tore his eyes off of the paper in front of him to look at her, but this still wasn't right. But, his Grandfather never did lie and if he said that he would be condemning the girl if he set her free than he would be an even worse person. "Oh man how long have you been in there? Come on lets get you situated more comfortably." He reached down and practically lifted the girl into a standing position before she could protest, and continued t help her hold herself up incase any of her muscles were cramping up from being shoved into a box for so long. "What is your name? Are you hungry? Would you like to sit on the couch?" He may not of been thrilled to find a girl sitting in a box in his living room but that didn't mean he was going to be a jerk to her. She was after all the victim in all of this.
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ShadoeStream-chan Sorry I hadn't realized that you posted sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2017 10:26 pm
.:。❦ ₮allulah ωakanda ❦.。.: Lonliness and the feeling of being unwanted ☺°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☺
Sitting there in the darkness, she was surprised to hear something come forward. It was a dog, as she could hear growling and some barking. Soon she heard someone coming in, talking about the present. She blinked as she could hear claws scratching at it and the man coming closer. The box then opened, revealing herself to the man. She could see his shock seeing her while the dog didn't seem to mind, in fact, licked her hands before getting the letter. She sat up, reaching out to stop him but the dog was running around, despite the Master telling him to bring it over.
She blinked as the man read the letter, cursing slightly in response before then asking her how long she was there. She didn't get to answer as he helped her up and moved her like a life-size doll. She waited until he asked the many questions, before responding, "I'm...fine.........I'm...Tallulah. And I am ok. I wasn't in there....for long." She was forced to follow him until she sat on the couch, leaning on the back. "Mind me....asking...where am I?" She sat up, staring at the dog as it followed the Master (she didn't know his name). Tallulah watched them, as she tried to figure out what else needed to be said. "What is....your name?"
☻°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☻ is the most terrible poverty one can experience
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