arockysmith

Daily Dose Of Happy

The only reason to watch Movie 43 is right here.

Official RPG Crush Thread

I'd only have myself in a fic if I wasn't one of the mains. Like I'd just make a cameo.

Official RPG Crush Thread

@ScreenAcne I have not. I've only done other people. I avoided one about me like it was on fire.

Official RPG Crush Thread

I've still got blood flowing through my body, but most of my time has been consumed with moving, can't even think about crushes :(

but I'm still willing to write some ship fics if anybody has some pairings.

VK- BlackRose79/arockysmith

Vada's eyes went wide. She knew exactly who he was now. This was not a man her parents would ever want her to speak with. "I am so sorry, sir. I should have known sooner. Excuse my ignorance," she said as she ignored his little remark about forgetting her existence. She was used to a response like that, especially when it came from someone of his standing. She was more a thorn in the side of all her fellow vampires. Her parents used to threaten that one of them would eventually contract a hunter for her head. She turned back to Miki a little sheepishly, "maybe they're on the lower floor...I can leave you with your uncle if you like," she said trying to keep herself composed. Vada always struggled with manners and making sure she was standing properly. She did her best to stand tall, but it was foreign to her. She tended to slouch to make up for her height, which her parents always hated.

VK- BlackRose79/arockysmith

Vada watched the interaction before her skeptically. She wasn't sure if this man would be friend or foe, but she followed Miki's lead and bowed herself. She looked the man up and down a little confused. She wasn't standing in the best spot to see his face so she could only use her friends reaction. "Hello, sir. My name is Vada King, who might you be?" she asked politely. She made a silent prayer that this man wasn't too important. She would look like a complete idiot if she didn't know a head family. Although her knowledge of the higher ups was very limited. Her brother was the person who cared the most about stuff like that. She preferred not to engage with people that looked down on her. Maybe she heard his name then something would click inside her, but as of now she wasn't sure and based off Miki she wasn't sure she even wanted to know this man.

Official RPG Crush Thread

Oh man, I really wanted to crush something *sad face*

Abandoned Souls (Full for now)

Ryker turned off the shower standing there for a moment while he thought about the long shift ahead of him. He requested a double so that he could eat and sleep in a decent place for at least one night tomorrow. A little treat for himself since his birthday had now officially passed a week ago. The water dripped off his curly brown hair and down his back as he reached for a towel. The last month had been a wreck for him. He was fined for sleeping on a bench, which he thought was completely unfair. He didn't qualify for any of the shelters or they were all full. If he had a kid with him he'd have found a place to stay by now, but where was he going to find a child to play his brother or even his son? He wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped out of the tub. He wasn't sure if the shower even helped. The room was full of mildew and he was sure the water and soap provided just spread the germs around.

He put on his uniform, collared black shirt with black slacks. A pair of non slip shoes to match. He clipped on his bow tie and tried to pat out the wrinkles that seemed to be permanent. This was as good as he was going to get. He was lucky to have found a place that would be willing to pay him cash after every shift. He was never sure when he would leave, so he couldn't wait around for pay checks. He put his room key in his pocket and headed for the door. Just as he opened it a woman stood there ready to knock.

"Are you Ryker Johnson?" she asked quietly he could barley hear her.

"Yeah, who are you?" he replied a little skeptical.

"Please sign here," was all she said.

He hesitated a moment and then gave his signature. She handed him a large orange envelope and turned on her heels to leave. Ryker closed the door and opened the package. He pulled out the documents and his heart dropped to his stomach. He was greeted with a picture of his mom...at least it looked like her. He ran a finger over the picture as he read the papers on her.



Her name was Lillian Stone-Mason. She was 23 in the picture. Ryker sat down on the bed as his darted from picture to her story. She got pregnant at 16 and had him when she turned 17. His father's name was unknown on her records. His mind drifted back to the day she had left him there. He was all alone. She hugged him goodbye and promised to come back, but she never did. According to this file she was running from someone. The believed it to be his dad, but she never gave up who he was. Even after she was shot by him she never said his name. He finally had a picture of his mother. After all these years he had a name and face to the person who had given birth to him and then abandoned him in the middle of nowhere.

Ryker couldn't bring himself to read more about her. There was another picture. The guy he called father, but apparently he wasn't even that. Blonde hair and gray eyes. He could never forget that, but in this picture his hair was shorter than Ryker remembered.



The guys name was Lucas Mason. He was 35 in this photo. According to the file he was a long time friend of Lillian. Helped her escape the abusive ex boyfriend while she was still pregnant. He told the police the guy showed up out of nowhere shortly after they left the child by the road. He claimed they left the kid for his own safety. That the people near the drop off were nice and he would grow up without fear. It looked like Lucas lived a longer than Lillian, but only by a year or two. He managed to kill Ryker's real father, but that got him sent to prison since there was no witness to actually cover his story. Lillian died from the gunshot before she could confirm or deny Lucas' story. He was found hanging in a prison cell.

Ryker looked up from the papers and saw the clock. He was 20 minutes late already. He hadn't realized how much time he spent just staring at the pictures of the people he used to know. He couldn't confront them or forgive them. For all he knew the whole thing was made up, except for the photos. Then he pulled out the little letter that had been stuffed to the bottom.

Greetings Mr. Ryker Johnson,

You have been selected to participate in an interview with Silent Wheel, Inc. Please arrive tomorrow at 9:00 PM promptly, at the address listed below. Ring the bell three times. Dress code is casual. Duties and compensation will be discussed over cocktails and dessert.

6200 Belladonna Drive
Leyden City, PA

Warmest Regards,

Silent Wheel, Founder and CEO

He looked the letter over a couple times before he used the motel's phone to call out of work until further notice. The manager on the other end didn't seem all that surprised. He was just happy that Ryker gave him notice.

"I guess I'll use my remaining money for one more night here," he whispered to himself as he began to undress.

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Ryker walked about 3 miles from the bus stop to get to this house. The way it looked startled him a bit. He'd never been anywhere so fancy. He hiked the book bag up on his shoulder and walked up to the door. It was 8:55pm. The moon was shining, and it looked like nobody was home. His boots skid to a half as he reached the front door. He saw a women standing there and he cocked his head to the side a little confused. Was she the one who requested his presence? He wasn't quiet sure. All he knew was that he felt a little under dressed with his ripped up jeans that hung loosely around his waist from lack of food and a shirt that a hole or two around the stomach and combat boots.

He waved slightly as he looked her up and down. She didn't seem like the kind of person who would have sent him the package, but what was she doing here.

"Hi...I'm Ryker. Are you the person I'm supposed to meet?" He asked with a small crack in his voice.

@Inda

Ariel's Closet of People

Ryker Johnson

Character Name: Ryker Johnson
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Occupation: Drifter
Brief history: Ryker was abandoned in the middle of nowhere on his 7th birthday. He vaguely remembers his mothers face. All he knows is she had long brown hair that was usually kept in braids and that her eyes green as emeralds. His father had blonde hair that hung down to his shoulders and eyes blue like the sky. He remembers them telling him they were going to the zoo to celebrate how big he was getting, but then they dropped him off here with nothing but a small book bag filled with coloring books. He was found by an older women who had been walking back from town. He was sitting there trying to cry. Praying that his parents would come back, but after a couple hours waiting with the lady it was clear they had no intention of bringing him back home. The women took him in and cared for him like he was her own. She had recently lost her husband to a battle with cancer, so having him around to look after was just what she needed. Ryker got his education from old textbooks she had lying around that belonged to her husband who was a college professor before he got sick.

Ryker spent most of his childhood and some of his teenage years helping the Hannah Johnson around her house. When he was 17 he went out to pick up a few items they needed, and when he came back a couple hours later he found her lying in the kitchen. It looked like she just collapsed. Ryker felt for her pulse but came up with nothing. The love between the two had been that of mother and son, so the lose hit him hard. He had to create a make shift burial in the background, since she had no family he had no reason to report it. He stayed in the house a couple months after the lady died and collected the government money, until people started showing up looking for the women. It was too late now for him to say what happened so he packed up a bag and on his 18th birthday he headed out.

Ryker traveled from city to city doing odd jobs and even selling himself a couple times just to a hot meal. Eventually he found his way to Leyden City, PA where he spent his nights sleeping in alleys trying not to get mugged. He picked up a job as a bus boy, but it didn't pay nearly enough. He would often have to choose between eating or sleeping somewhere that wasn't the streets. He usually alternated depending on his work schedule. Every now and then he would wonder about his biological parents and why they had chosen to just leave him, but he never received any answers.

How did your letter arrive and with what item: Ryker was getting ready to leave for work when a messenger appeared with an orange envelope. He signed for the contents and opened it up. The envelope held details about his parents and where they had been and what happened to them. Everything was detailed from the days before was born until now. Ryker couldn't believe someone had done this for him. He was about to find out the answers as to why they left him and with shaky hands he called out of work. He would do whatever the sender wanted since they had finally given him the answers they needed.

Portrait/Character description:

Additional Notes: Ryker hates his birthday. His birth name is actually Ryker Mason, but since Hannah raised him he legally changed his last name to hers. Sometimes people call him RJ. He's got abandonment issues since everyone he's ever really allowed himself to care for has either left him or died.

Abandoned Souls - Enter The Benefactor

Character Name: Ryker Johnson
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Occupation: Drifter
Brief history: Ryker was abandoned in the middle of nowhere on his 7th birthday. He vaguely remembers his mothers face. All he knows is she had long brown hair that was usually kept in braids and that her eyes green as emeralds. His father had blonde hair that hung down to his shoulders and eyes blue like the sky. He remembers them telling him they were going to the zoo to celebrate how big he was getting, but then they dropped him off here with nothing but a small book bag filled with coloring books. He was found by an older women who had been walking back from town. He was sitting there trying to cry. Praying that his parents would come back, but after a couple hours waiting with the lady it was clear they had no intention of bringing him back home. The women took him in and cared for him like he was her own. She had recently lost her husband to a battle with cancer, so having him around to look after was just what she needed. Ryker got his education from old textbooks she had lying around that belonged to her husband who was a college professor before he got sick.

Ryker spent most of his childhood and some of his teenage years helping the Hannah Johnson around her house. When he was 17 he went out to pick up a few items they needed, and when he came back a couple hours later he found her lying in the kitchen. It looked like she just collapsed. Ryker felt for her pulse but came up with nothing. The love between the two had been that of mother and son, so the lose hit him hard. He had to create a make shift burial in the background, since she had no family he had no reason to report it. He stayed in the house a couple months after the lady died and collected the government money, until people started showing up looking for the women. It was too late now for him to say what happened so he packed up a bag and on his 18th birthday he headed out.

Ryker traveled from city to city doing odd jobs and even selling himself a couple times just to a hot meal. Eventually he found his way to Leyden City, PA where he spent his nights sleeping in alleys trying not to get mugged. He picked up a job as a bus boy, but it didn't pay nearly enough. He would often have to choose between eating or sleeping somewhere that wasn't the streets. He usually alternated depending on his work schedule. Every now and then he would wonder about his biological parents and why they had chosen to just leave him, but he never received any answers.

How did your letter arrive and with what item: Ryker was getting ready to leave for work when a messenger appeared with an orange envelope. He signed for the contents and opened it up. The envelope held details about his parents and where they had been and what happened to them. Everything was detailed from the days before was born until now. Ryker couldn't believe someone had done this for him. He was about to find out the answers as to why they left him and with shaky hands he called out of work. He would do whatever the sender wanted since they had finally given him the answers they needed.

Portrait/Character description:

Additional Notes: Ryker hates his birthday. His birth name is actually Ryker Mason, but since Hannah raised him he legally changed his last name to hers. Sometimes people call him RJ. He's got abandonment issues since everyone he's ever really allowed himself to care for has either left him or died.