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The Office - Pittsburgh [Interest Check]

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The Office - Pittsburgh [Interest Check]

HEAVILY INSPIRED OFF OF THE PREVIOUS OFFICE RP

This RP will be set in the same universe of The Office TV show, and all the characters in the RP will be working underneath Dunder Mifflin. This RP will be primarily character-driven, allowing for relationships and drama to develop.

More details will be fleshed out as the OOC comes, but this is just a placeholder for interest.

Who's in?

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Fuck it.

Featuring: Charlotte and Connor
Location: God knows where
@QueenOfTheBee @Universorum

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As the music continued to rumble the ground underneath her, Charlotte remained dormant compared to the rest of the partygoers that were there. Especially compared to those group of frat-boys that dubbed themselves the “Elite”. They were just about guaranteed to be at this party, and Charlotte was feeling something that could be described as partially enthusiastic, but mostly afraid of what they had in store when it came to parties like this. Alcohol was everywhere, even the punch, as Charlotte could feel it burning in her throat as she took small sips. She couldn’t find any of her buddies, not even her softball teammate, Hana. For a party that she was invited to it was rather disheartening that nobody that she knew was around. Still though, the party was only getting started, at least for her.

Connor had split from the fold as they wandered toward the rest of the crowd. Nothing personal, just he was very drunk, and rather emotional as a result of his friends reappearing like they had. As a result of his state of mind, there was really only one possible option: more alcohol. Always more alcohol. So, he split from his Elite, and drifted toward the drinks, though once he got closer, he made out someone that he liked standing there. Charlotte. The, uh… ball… player. Couldn’t remember. Too much alcohol. Or, maybe not enough. Either way, Connor liked what she was wearing. Short shorts best shorts, or something to that effect. Connor stepped behind Charlotte and did the only thing that could bee expected of him: he grabbed her butt.

”Hi. I’m drunk. Wanna make out?” What? Connor would have done the same thing sober. Lowered inhibitions? As fucking if, Connor was just a horny teenager.

Charlotte had spaced out and was doing her best to tune out that 2009 “party music”. Whoever was DJing this party needed a few refreshers or too, she felt trapped in 2009 and that wasn’t good at all. Where were the current trap slappers? It was disappointing, but Charlotte had been to worse. She took another sip of the punch and she was slowly swaying along to the music. Now that she had a bit of alcohol in her system she figured that the party wasn’t so bad at all.

That was, until she felt a firm grip on her ass. She was expecting some fuckboy who had been trying to get at her since her first day of high school to have gripped her ass. Charlotte almost jumped at the chance to shut his ass down and deny his (most likely) very tiny penis some action. Charlotte slowly turned around, and instead saw the irrecognizable six foot six inch, two hundred and thirty five pound body of Connor. She was about to have a scowl on her face up until she locked gazes with Connor’s cute blue eyes.

”Connor…” Charlotte smirked, ”You think you can have your way with just about everyone, huh?” The basketball player was practically piercing through Connor’s eyes with that gaze of her’s. It was very intense. She put a hand on Connor’s chest and gave a light shove. ”Let’s go.”

Hey, winning. Damn it felt good to be a gangsta. Or, really tall, and really hot. Could go either way, honestly. Didn’t matter the reasoning what mattered was that she was totally down-to-fuck. Score. Assuming he didn’t have whiskey dick… and if he did, he could only really blame his friends, showing up randomly after he’d already drunk himself into oblivion.

”My place or yours? Or we can do it here, see where it goes. Don’t matter to me.” Connor was all smiles. Even while drunk, this shit was still easy.

In all honesty, Charlotte didn’t know why she was compelled to go do the dirty deed with Connor out all the people in the world. She knew very well that he had been around more women than most men do in their lifetime. Something about his tall, flawless body had just drawn her in, like an ant to sugar. Her face was slowly becoming redder, as she looked into his eyes. He was drunk, based on the smell of alcohol on him, but so was she, so it didn’t matter.

”Let’s just see where it goes…” Charlotte trailed as she wrapped an arm around Connor’s torso, trying to keep him close so that she sent the message that he was strapped for now. If nothing else, the message was received, as Connor’s arms looped around Charlotte’s waist. The taller man leaned down to the shorter girl’s lips and kissing her, though it was short and brief.

Connor’s mind briefly strayed, remembering what day it was: Friday. That meant tomorrow was Saturday, Olivia day… Well, Connor was in a good mood. The boys were back! He had to celebrate. Maybe it was the alcohol, but he figured that Olivia could survive one morning without him there to watch cartoons with her. What? It was a celebratory night.

Okay, fine, it was totally the alcohol…

”Are you sure? My house is like, empty.” Except for my younger sister. Eh, details. Not important. ”It’ll be fun.”

Charlotte walked along with Connor, her arm wrapped around him as she listened to him try to persuade her into going back to Connor’s house. Charlotte had every intention in the world not to go, but a (mostly) empty house all to themselves? It sounded way better than doing whatever it was they were going to do wherever they were going to do originally.

Finally giving in, the tall Asian girl rolled her eyes, and sighed. ”Fuck it, let’s go.” Charlotte nudged Connor with her shoulder, trying to get him to take her back to his house.

CLOSED.

Zoey won't be at the party, and Charlotte's side will be closed up in an upcoming collab! :)

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the GM is back...

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Zoey Nolan

Zoey Eleanor Nolan

"It's not whether you get knocked down, it's whether you get up."
-Vince Lombardi

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Name:

Zoey Eleanor Nolan

Nickname:

Zoey the DB

Birth Date:

December/14/1998

Age:

18

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

People like to think she's a fucking carpet muncher but she's actually straight

Relationship Status:

Single, but gets hit on a lot by girls.

Occupation:

N/A

Classification:

Senior

Role:

Jock

In Depth Appearance:

Zoey stands at a rather tall 6'2.5", taller than BHHS's star basketball player by a couple of inches. Her appearance forms a deceptively attractive facade, which helps catch people off guard. She has rather long arms and hands that are almost as big as Connor's. It was like she was built to do sports at an exceptionally high level. Zoey also maintains a very athletic frame to keep up with the rigor of the sport she does.

She dresses in a very fashionsta fashion, which is especially confusing for those that don't know her well at all.

M Y Q U I R K S

Habits | Quirks | Oddities

• Has over 15 pairs of football cleats
• Loves watermelon, often dubs it as her second favorite thing in the entire world
• Likes to show people talking shit about her who's boss
• Likes to tease Leo about how she's taller than him
• Hates the cold.

Hobbies:

• Football
• American Football
• Did I mention football?

Likes:

• Football
• Winning
• Nike Equipment
• Watermelon
• Teasing Leo about his height

Dislikes:

• Losing
• Any melon that isn't watermelon
• Soccer
• Having someone taller than Leo defend him
• Breaking in a brand new helmet - it gives her migranes.

Fears:

• Losing
• Career ending injury
• Becoming allergic to watermelon

Personality:

♦ Dedicated ♦ Aggressive ♦ Fast ♦ Hypercompetitive ♦

To summarize Zoey, take your average football playing bro and stuff it into a 6'2.5" girl, and give her incredible talent with the sport of football as well. Her involvement with the sport of football for pretty much the whole duration of her life had turned her into a machine. Off the field she looves to do the most bro-y of things. She'll shotgun a beer, she'll do keg stands, she'd even beat you in beer pong.

However, on the field, she's completely different. Watching the opposing offense she diagnoses and "fixes" the play she sees the offense running in a matter of seconds. She's often found blowing up whatever poor player gets the ball that play. Sacks, fumbles, and interceptions. She's done it all and shows no signs of slowing down at all.

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D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T

History:

FOOTBALL. FOOTBALL. FOOTBALL. Her father, Logan Nolan was rather obsessed with the sport of football. He played all the way to a short stint at the professional level, before an injury sidelined them. But a year later he was back with the sport as a coach, and he was a rather successful one at that. Even when only had his three daughters, they were exposed to the sport more than Hawaii with the ocean. Soon enough the first boy of the Nolan family came along and he pretty much got the worst of it. As soon as he could walk he was taught to catch, throw, and tackle.

Meanwhile, Zoey was pretty much in love with the game. One day her father signed her up for peewee football, and that day she first stepped out onto the field marked the start of an era of dominance. Starting out as a runningback, Zoey single handedly carried her team to multiple championships, before changing to defensive back as she entered high school. She was a varsity player as soon as she enrolled onto BHHS, and now currently holds every defensive school record, except for sacks and tackles.

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M I S C .

Extracurricular Activities:

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Extra:

oh come on DPL this is my second character

Anything Else:

Plays strong safety, is sometimes seen at cornerback depending on how badly their starting CB is sucking. Also plays RB and WR at some points.

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SoS: Semblance of Suburbia

Sarah Thompson

Sarah Rose Thompson

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.:| Coach | 31 | Single | Heterosexual | Female |:.

.:| A P P E A R A N C E |:.

• 6'0"
• 150 lbs
• Generally likes to dress professionally during the day time, comfortably while coaching (except on game days.)

.:| P E R S O N A L I T Y |:.

Andrea is a rather intimidating person to look at. Most know her as the scary girls' basketball coach of Lakewood Academy, and she is commonly referred to as "Coach Thompson". She is passionate and very into her job, even though most don't take her seriously since she's only the girls' basketball coach, often overshadowed by the boys' basketball team. Most pictures of her around the school is of her pacing up and down the basketball court as she watches her girls play their hearts out. She demands 110% out of all of her players, and any less isn't acceptable. Overall, as a coach, she is very dynamic and skilled, but knows how to take care of her girls and make sure they don't get burnt out.

Outside of basketball though, she is very light-hearted and easy going. It's very hard to make her mad while she's not in basketball mode, since she just takes that energy she gets from being mad and uses it for her coaching. In the freshman English class that she teaches at Lakewood Academy, a majority of her students consider her as a very sweet, caring, and definitely nurturing person. A definitely big change in dynamic between her two roles at Lakewood Academy.

.:| H I S T O R Y |:.

Sarah was born in Ann Arbor, Michigan on March 19th, 1985. She was born to a nurse and a sergeant in the US Army. She spent the majority of her time in Ann Arbor, since her father worked closely with the University of Michigan. Growing up, she and her baby sister were raised free-range style, meaning that they were free to do what they wanted to do, and learned via making mistakes. It worked quite effectively with Sarah, allowing her to develop as a person at a very young age. The one thing her parents did control was having her play basketball, since they wanted to instill some discipline into her as well.

Sarah likes to refer to her childhood basketball coach as an absolute asshole. But at the same time, it helped her big time when it came to life. She was able to stand up to even the worst of adversity. Her discipline had pulled her all the way through high school, where she tore it up as a power forward on her basketball team. It earned her a scholarship to practically any school she wanted, including her father's school, University of Michigan. But she did not choose to follow in her father's footsteps. She instead went to University of Florida, where she played all four years through - for the most part.

She was expected to go pro, and play in the WNBA, but then... she tore her Achilles tendon. It was severe enough to end her career, but not severe enough to permanently hinder her ability to walk. It was disappointing to hear. Knowing that she wouldn't have a future in basketball, she capitalized on her education major and got herself an English teaching credential and coaching lessons, and before long she was offered a job at Lakewood Academy as an English teacher AND the girls' basketball coach.

.:| O C C U P A T I O N |:.

Lakewood Academy English Teacher/Basketball Coach

.:| H O B B I E S |:.

• Basketball Coaching
• Grading papers all day
• Helping her students

.:| R E L A T I O N S H I P S |:.

Thomas Thompson - Father
Lucy Thompson - Mother
Kaitlyn Thompson - Sister

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SoS: Semblance of Suburbia

@PJW1998Feel free.

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we gonna watch cm punk get his ass handed to him together or what

@Universorum

sure

SoS: Semblance of Suburbia

@QueenOfTheBeeThis is totally approved too, I swear I didn't skip over you on purpose.

MAYBE IF U ADMITTED IM LIT AS FUCK THIS WOULDN'T HAPPEN

@Universorum

I will extinguish your fire

Sentinel State (A College Football RP)

10 Oliver Graham (C)

Quarterback

6'2 || 209 lbs

Hometown

Austin, Texas

High School

Westlake High School

Major/Minor

Communications

Year

Redshirt Junior

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Bio

Oliver, and his twin sister, Olivia, was born to a middle class family in Austin, Texas. Oliver was practically born into the sport of football, being that his father was a left guard for Auburn (and for a season, the Green Bay Packers). He was born into St. Louis (now Los Angeles) Rams fandom, and as soon as he entered the world he and his sister were given Rams themed apparel to wear practically all the time. As a result, Oliver spent his peewee years watching Kurt Warner dominate with the Rams. As soon as he turned the age of six, and gained eligibility to join peewee football, he was signed up almost immediately. Originally, with the Austin Raiders, he was placed at the position of wide receiver, but after some persuading from Oliver's father, he was moved to QB and found massive success there.

He continued to stay at the position of quarterback throughout his football career, being compared to the likes of Dan Marino as he was tearing his way through middle school football. He had brought his middle school football team to back-to-back state championships, winning one and losing one. However, none of that mattered once he hit high school. Oliver was put up to massive expectations since this was the school people like Drew Brees and Nick Foles came from, so football was very important there. He was a 5'8" quarterback entering his freshman year, and he was placed on the JV team because of his size. He still managed to have a 75% completion percentage and a 22 touchdown season. That summer though, he hit a huge growth spurt, and as a result he was placed onto varsity as a 5'10 quarterback. His sophomore season was alright for his standards. He made it to the first round of playoffs before he was eliminated. Junior year, as a 6'0" quarterback, he made it a bit further - making it to the second round even. But senior year, was when he hit his prime and started to dominate. 74% completion and 40 touchdowns as he brought Westlake a state title. Soon, it was time for him to decide.

Many schools offered him, but he chose to follow in his father's footsteps and chose the Auburn Tigers. In order to maintain another year of eligibility, he red-shirted and as a result he wasn't allowed to play his first year of football. It allowed him to develop further as a quarterback, and by the time he came out as the starting quarterback for Auburn his RS freshman year, he was a stellar quarterback and was even in the running for the Heisman trophy. However, Junior year brought along a change in offensive coordinators, and it really did not fit Oliver's playing style at all. Oliver was primarily a pro-style quarterback, but the new OC had changed it up to a spread offense, which Oliver wasn't as comfortable with. As a result, he had a mediocre season. Sentinel State approached him as talks of him transferring came up, and soon enough ended up transferring to Sentinel State where he holds the title of starting QB.

Equipment

Schutt AiR XP Pro VTD II

White Compression Shirt

Under Armour Brawler cleats