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Oh Guild, how I've missed you.
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RIP Kobe Bryant, a legend, and his daughter Gianna, who was a legend in the making. 💔
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Bio
My name is Jordan, but everyone usually just calls me Jo. I'm 29 years old, and I'm from Brooklyn, NYC.
I've got a little over 17 years of RP experience under my belt.
You'll usually see me in SOL RPs.
My discord is Ejected#5448
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I've got a little over 17 years of RP experience under my belt.
You'll usually see me in SOL RPs.
My discord is Ejected#5448
∙ Character Vault ∙
Most Recent Posts
Seahawks
Location: Country Club
Interacting with: Bea Endive, Archer Diedrikson
Interacting with: Bea Endive, Archer Diedrikson
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To say that Kavan Varma was impressed by Bea's extensive knowledge of Bollywood dance would be an understatement; as the trio got down on the dance floor, Kavan couldn't help but smile as he watched the young woman try her best to show Archer a few of her own moves. It didn't take long for Kavan to finally let loose and allow himself to have a little bit of fun; the young man no longer cared about what any onlookers had to say about the group's foreign dance moves and "strange" choice of music. This was unfortunately cut short, however, when a loud bang echoed over the music, causing them all to cease their dancing and turn in the direction of the noise. Kavan watched with curious eyes as a small crowd began to grow near the bathrooms, which usually only meant one thing. “Should we go look what that’s about?” Archer asked, and Kavan simply shrugged his shoulders in response. He didn't really care much for watching fights, but he was slightly curious as to who had gotten into it.
"Sure, why not?" he said with a sigh as he quickly followed behind Archer, shoving his way through the growing crowd of students. When the trio made it to the front, Kavan almost couldn't believe what he was seeing: one of the newer students, who he believed to be named Salem, was straddling none other than Sonny Drake. The first punch was enough to cause Sonny's cheek to swell; Kavan watched with wide eyes as Salem draw back his fist once more, this time ready to land another punch to the boy's nose. This punch was enough to draw blood and make Kavan wince as if he was the one who'd just been hit.
From the corner of his eye, Kavan saw Archer begin to lunge forward, no doubt in an attempt to stop the fight and break them apart, but he hurriedly grabbed a hold of the boy's hand before he could do so. When Archer turned to look Kavan in the eye, he simply shook his head and slightly tugged him back into his original place. While it was obvious that Sonny was not to come out victorious, he still knew that it would be a bad idea to try and come in between the two fighters. Soon, the brawl was over, and Archer whispered a quick “God damn it” as the trio watched Sonny sulk away. It was then that Kavan realized he was still holding Archer's hand. He reluctantly let go as Archer turned to face him and Bea.
“I think I have to go find Marisol. I have a feeling that she is in the middle of all of this,” Archer said as he wrapped his arms around Kavan, resting his chin on his shoulder. Of course, Kavan returned the hug, instinctively wrapping his own arms around Archer's torso. “Can you call me on sunday? I need to have a calm day of doing nothing.” It was when Archer planted a quick kiss on his cheek that Kavan slightly tensed up; he could feel his heart start pounding in his chest as they both pulled away.
After taking a couple of deep breaths, Kavan said, "Yeah, sure. I'll uh... give you a call." But by then, Archer had already begun to say his goodbyes to Bea. When the boy took off in the direction of the nearest exit, Kavan awkwardly turned to face his date, hoping that she hadn't noticed how flustered he'd become. "So..." the young man said as he took a quick glance at the rapidly dispersing crowd, trying his hardest to change the subject, "You'd think that a chaperone or one of the administrators would have shown up by now, huh?"
"Sure, why not?" he said with a sigh as he quickly followed behind Archer, shoving his way through the growing crowd of students. When the trio made it to the front, Kavan almost couldn't believe what he was seeing: one of the newer students, who he believed to be named Salem, was straddling none other than Sonny Drake. The first punch was enough to cause Sonny's cheek to swell; Kavan watched with wide eyes as Salem draw back his fist once more, this time ready to land another punch to the boy's nose. This punch was enough to draw blood and make Kavan wince as if he was the one who'd just been hit.
From the corner of his eye, Kavan saw Archer begin to lunge forward, no doubt in an attempt to stop the fight and break them apart, but he hurriedly grabbed a hold of the boy's hand before he could do so. When Archer turned to look Kavan in the eye, he simply shook his head and slightly tugged him back into his original place. While it was obvious that Sonny was not to come out victorious, he still knew that it would be a bad idea to try and come in between the two fighters. Soon, the brawl was over, and Archer whispered a quick “God damn it” as the trio watched Sonny sulk away. It was then that Kavan realized he was still holding Archer's hand. He reluctantly let go as Archer turned to face him and Bea.
“I think I have to go find Marisol. I have a feeling that she is in the middle of all of this,” Archer said as he wrapped his arms around Kavan, resting his chin on his shoulder. Of course, Kavan returned the hug, instinctively wrapping his own arms around Archer's torso. “Can you call me on sunday? I need to have a calm day of doing nothing.” It was when Archer planted a quick kiss on his cheek that Kavan slightly tensed up; he could feel his heart start pounding in his chest as they both pulled away.
After taking a couple of deep breaths, Kavan said, "Yeah, sure. I'll uh... give you a call." But by then, Archer had already begun to say his goodbyes to Bea. When the boy took off in the direction of the nearest exit, Kavan awkwardly turned to face his date, hoping that she hadn't noticed how flustered he'd become. "So..." the young man said as he took a quick glance at the rapidly dispersing crowd, trying his hardest to change the subject, "You'd think that a chaperone or one of the administrators would have shown up by now, huh?"
DC
“Never regret something, because at one point everything you did was exactly what you wanted to do.
And sometimes that’s the hardest thing to realize.”
LOCATION:Ballroom at the Plaza
INTERACTIONS: Lee Walsh @Kyrisse
"I'll have one of those too, bartender"
The unexpected sound of a man's voice boomed from beside Yvonne, momentarily catching the young woman off guard. She quickly turned her head to take a quick glance at the man who'd joined her; to her surprise, it was the very same person she'd been observing just a few moments ago. Right after the bartender had set their two glasses of beer on the counter before them, the superstar began to speak once more, but this time in a more hushed tone. "Just pretend like we know each other from high school... or something," the man practically begged. It was in that moment that Yvonne realized exactly why this Lee character had approached her in the first place. Sneaking a peek in the general area that Lee had just come from, Yvonne spotted a small crowd of people, each one of them staring in their direction as if they were waiting to see how they'd interact.
After thinking it over for a brief second, Yvonne hurriedly stood from her bar stool and spread her arms wide, an even wider smile suddenly brightening up her face. "Oh my God... Lee Walsh, is that you?" The young woman exclaimed in fake disbelief, raising her voice enough so that the onlookers could hear. "The Lee Walsh. Oh, how long has it been? I haven't seen you since high school, so I guess that would make it about... seven or eight years? Time really flies." Then, after finishing her little spiel, Yvonne stood on the tips of her toes and wrapped her arms around the taller man, enveloping him in a brief hug. It was during this hug that Yvonne watched as the small crowd began to disperse; the women moaned and the men grumbled as they made their way back to their respectful seats.
Soon after, Yvonne returned to her seat at the bar, motioning for Lee to take the seat next to her as she did. "You know, maybe I should give the whole acting thing a go. I mean, I don't think I'm on your level yet, but you've got to admit that I sold that pretty well," Yvonne said as she took a few quick sips from her glass and smiled satisfactorily at the actor. "I'm Yvonne, by the way... Yvonne King. But of course, you totally already knew that since we're old high school buddies."
The unexpected sound of a man's voice boomed from beside Yvonne, momentarily catching the young woman off guard. She quickly turned her head to take a quick glance at the man who'd joined her; to her surprise, it was the very same person she'd been observing just a few moments ago. Right after the bartender had set their two glasses of beer on the counter before them, the superstar began to speak once more, but this time in a more hushed tone. "Just pretend like we know each other from high school... or something," the man practically begged. It was in that moment that Yvonne realized exactly why this Lee character had approached her in the first place. Sneaking a peek in the general area that Lee had just come from, Yvonne spotted a small crowd of people, each one of them staring in their direction as if they were waiting to see how they'd interact.
After thinking it over for a brief second, Yvonne hurriedly stood from her bar stool and spread her arms wide, an even wider smile suddenly brightening up her face. "Oh my God... Lee Walsh, is that you?" The young woman exclaimed in fake disbelief, raising her voice enough so that the onlookers could hear. "The Lee Walsh. Oh, how long has it been? I haven't seen you since high school, so I guess that would make it about... seven or eight years? Time really flies." Then, after finishing her little spiel, Yvonne stood on the tips of her toes and wrapped her arms around the taller man, enveloping him in a brief hug. It was during this hug that Yvonne watched as the small crowd began to disperse; the women moaned and the men grumbled as they made their way back to their respectful seats.
Soon after, Yvonne returned to her seat at the bar, motioning for Lee to take the seat next to her as she did. "You know, maybe I should give the whole acting thing a go. I mean, I don't think I'm on your level yet, but you've got to admit that I sold that pretty well," Yvonne said as she took a few quick sips from her glass and smiled satisfactorily at the actor. "I'm Yvonne, by the way... Yvonne King. But of course, you totally already knew that since we're old high school buddies."
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