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300 word minimum is pretty standard for casual level and up in my experience
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There's a panhandler who hangs out on the street corner by our dispensary every afternoon with a sign that just says "Green 4 Green?" and tbh, I respect my boy's confidence.
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Name: Taylor
Pronouns: They/them
Age: Mid 20s
Relationship: Married (happily, I might add)
Time Zone: Arizona (we hate daylight savings, so it's MST year-round)
Writing History: I've been on a number of different roleplaying websites for over a decade and a half
Hobbies: Writing, fitness, driving/exploring, hiking, camping, traveling, tabletop games, anything NEW (I love trying things I've never done before)
Roleplayer Profile

Format: 1x1s only. Maybe I'll try a group RP again someday, but I've never had one last longer than a few months
Posting Speed: Depending on my schedule, I can usually post at least once per week
Favorite Genres: Modern, Historical, Romance, Action/Adventure, Horror/Dark, Fantasy, Slice of Life, Dystopian, can be convinced to write some Sci-Fi
Hard 'no's: Fandoms. Sorry, but I can't maintain interest in characters/worlds I didn't build with my partner
Template: Public threads or PMs. I prefer to keep all my RPs in one place, so no emails or G-docs or the like
Rating: Comfortable with 18+ content, but it's not a necessity and I prefer not to center a plot around explicit scenes
Level: Advanced. Will consistently provide around 400-700 words per post, but can occasionally leap to 2000+
Character preference: One main character, but large side casts are greatly enjoyed. Because I write long posts, I prefer not to double
Gender preference: Male. You'll be hard pressed to convince me to play a female that isn't a background character. It's just not my forte
Romantic Relationships: MxF or MxM (currently prefer MxM)
Character Images: Faceclaims or detailed descriptions only. I envision the characters like real people in my mind, so I can't take anime seriously
OOC chat: Yes please! I'm a total extrovert who loves to get to know the amazing minds behind my partners' characters

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Oh nice xD

Cas got mouthy with Ethan. He's probably about to regret it, because he thinks Ethan is going to kill him, not shoot him somewhere that isn't lethal
Cas cocked his chin stubbornly when Ethan spat at him. In truth, he was more afraid of the rebel than he let on. He didn’t want to die, and he felt like a caged animal trapped between a wall and its abuser. His heart was hammering, and his palms were sweaty as he stared down the man who wanted to see him dead probably more than anyone else in the world. This was only going to end one way—he was well aware of that—but he wasn’t going to let Ethan control the intermediary stages before he died. He refused to give up any information that the rebellion could use to overthrow the crown, and he wasn’t going to be pummeled without fighting back. If this was to be the place where he was killed, then he was going to make sure he made a name for himself as courageous rather than cowardly.

So, when Ethan swung a leg at him, he was quick to step out of the way, avoiding the blow aimed at his side. Moving in a hurried manner elicited a stabbing pain in his chest though, and he was forced to stop immediately after, clutching at the area that ached and holding his breath until it faded. It was going to be difficult to throw any punches in return as long as he was suffering from the injuries of his last street fight.

He kept Ethan in his sight as the rebel went on to taunt him with lies that Iris didn’t actually love him. Of course, he didn’t believe any of it. Whether she did or did not care for him was something the other man couldn’t know. Ethan might have been the last person she was with, but he hadn’t been present for the forming of his relationship with her, nor the developing feelings that had spawned out of it. However, he gritted his teeth as the rebel went on to accuse him. As much as he loathed to admit it, he probably would have had her sentenced to death if he’d known she was part of the Scourge when they had met. He couldn’t defend himself without lying.

But that isn’t what happened, he reminded himself, internally rejecting the guilt that Ethan was trying to levy upon his heart. Whether it had been God or fate or something else entirely, they had met under the perfect circumstances for him to get to know her as a person, learn the truth about the other districts, and end up falling for her somewhere along the way. He couldn’t doubt her affection for him, and he couldn’t let her ex-boyfriend get inside his head. She was all he had left.

Choosing not to respond to the other man’s jealous words, he kept quiet until Ethan made the absurd promise that he wouldn’t hurt him if he answered his questions. At that, Cas couldn’t help but bark a laugh. “I know the drill is that you’re going to kill me,” he scoffed, keeping the rebel’s hands in the corner of his eye. “Don’t give me that bullshit about mercy. I’m not going to tell you anything, so just do whatever you were planning to fucking do to me.”

It was a bold dare, but he didn’t regret making it. He had nothing to lose, and he had already braced himself for the pain his interrogator was going to inflect in response to his unwillingness to comply. At this point, he just wanted to get it over with, so the torment of waiting would end. However, when Ethan brandished his gun, the bravery in the prince’s eyes wavered. Gazing upon what was, for all he knew, going to be the instrument of his death sapped at his resolve, and he hesitated as the rebel threatened to use it if he didn’t talk. He’d never been shot before, but he doubted it was a pleasant experience.

Swallowing nervously, he curled his fingers tightly at his sides. It’s not like I have a choice, he thought, doing his best to hold fast to his resolution in spite of every instinct he had that was screaming at him to save himself. I’m going to die. That’s going to happen. So I might as well make it on my own terms.

Taking a shuddering breath, he stared Ethan coldly in the eyes and sneered, “Then do it, bitch.”
Yep, it's not going to be pretty. I'm excited to see what you've got planned for Iris too ^^
Caspian wished he and Iris were normal people. Normal lovers who had met each other under normal circumstances and been together the way any other normal people would have been. But that could never happen. From the beginning, they had been hopelessly star-crossed, coming from opposite ends of the social order and fighting tooth and nail against everything and everyone who got in their path. He would have loved to put it all behind him and be with her—tell her that he loved her the way he would have wanted to. If he’d had it his way, he would have taken her out on a romantic date and planned out exactly how he would have confessed the feelings that he had for her. He would have then waited with bated breath for her to tell him she loved him too.

Instead, he’d admitted it in the confines of a rebel prison, rushing to make sure she knew before he was dragged off to what would most likely be his death. He didn’t even have time to care if she felt the same way. Of course, he did want her to love him too, but he also knew that he’d confessed quickly. They’d been together in the capital for only a day or so, and then only another couple days had passed since they’d gotten together again in Bel Bicis. Objectively, they still barely knew each other, but he couldn’t deny that he’d fallen head over heels for her while they’d been on the run from rebellion. Trauma and hardship had a way of accelerating the clock. However, he knew it was a lot to expect her to reciprocate his fledgling affection this soon, so he didn’t wait.

Dragged along by Ethan, he dropped his gaze to the floor, only to freeze again when he heard her say that she loved him too. The words made his pounding heart stumble, and he looked up at her, dumbfounded. She loves me, the thought echoed over and over in his head. It was relieving and exhilarating and gut-wrenching all at the same time. He was elated that she felt the same way, but because of the rebels, their affection would die at that. They would never have a chance to explore it any further because he was going to be killed, and she was going to have to move on without him. If fate was real, it had a morbid sense of humor.

Dazed, he staggered as Ethan pulled him out of the cell and led him down one of the cold, gray corridors away from Iris. He couldn’t pay attention to where they were going—not that it mattered, since he had no hope of escaping—and only came out of the stupor when they arrived at a room. As soon as the rebel let go of him, he looked around again, wondering absently if this was the last place he was ever going to see. It was just as unnerving as the rest of the building, and he wouldn’t have been surprised if Ethan chose to play the role of both interrogator and executioner that day.

Turning back to him, Cas eyed the other man cagily. Right away, Ethan asked him a question that he wasn’t willing to answer. He may have been disappointed and upset with his father for turning his back on him, but he wasn’t a traitor. At the risk of life and limb, he was going to take the crown’s secrets with him to his grave.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” he growled stubbornly, mentally bracing himself for the repercussions of his decision. At least he wasn’t restrained. With his arms and legs free, he intended to fight back as best as he could if the rebel tried to force him to talk. Broken ribs be damned, he had nothing left to lose now that he was guaranteed to die, so he wasn’t going down without resisting on the way.
I think that's a good plan! I like it :)
I figured this was a good moment for Cas to confess since he thinks he's going to die and all cx
When Ethan appeared at the bars of their cell, Cas wasn’t surprised, but the sight of the rebel still made him tense. It seemed like Iris had been right when she’d predicted that he would come back after he took care of his wounded leg. The prince watched him carefully as he approached, still running his hand down and up her back to quell her tremors. Though he didn’t move, his heart had begun to pound with apprehension. Inside the prison, there was nowhere for him to run to escape from whatever cruel and unusual “punishment” the rebel had come up with for him. He was slowly coming to terms with the fact that he was going to die at the Scourge’s hands, but that didn’t mean his will to live had vanished. His body still responded to its fight or flight instincts just like it had every other time he’d felt like he was in danger in the other districts.

When Ethan banged his fist against the metal bars, Cas flinched involuntarily but otherwise hid his nervousness. He didn’t want to give the other man the satisfaction of seeing him cower. He also tightened his grip on Iris as he felt her jump against his chest. Her motion sent shooting pains through his torso, but his desire to protect her outweighed the discomfort, so he kept still while she woke up with one arm wrapped around her back. He assumed her ex-boyfriend was here to try to separate them again, but apparently there was more to it than that.

The mention of an interrogation immediately made him bristle. As the heir to the crown, he was intimately familiar with the military’s techniques of coercing prisoners to talk. If the rebels had similar methods, he was in for an excruciating few hours. He could already feel himself starting to sweat as his imagination ran wild with guesses as to what Ethan was going to do with him. It was highly unlikely that the Scourge had access to the classified serums that the capital had at their penitentiary, but they wouldn’t need chemicals to torture him. He just hoped they would give up on learning anything from him quickly, so he wouldn’t suffer too much.

Glancing at Iris, he ground his teeth when the rebel told her to be quiet again, despising the way he treated her. He was also leery of his order for her to talk to his father. He’d never met the man, but if he shared blood with the angry blonde who was opening the door to their cell, he didn’t trust him either. Obstinately, he held onto her until the rebel grabbed him and pulled, wrenching his injured ribs as his arm was jerked. The pain made it difficult to breathe, and a whimper escaped his throat before he could stop it.

Ethan’s grip was vice like, and he didn’t have the strength to fight him off, so instead, he stumbled to get his feet underneath him as he was dragged away from the bed. “I can walk on my own,” he snapped, trying to rip his arm free from the other man’s hand without making his chest hurt worse than it already did. Meanwhile, the other guard had stepped into the cell as ell to escort Iris to see Ethan’s father. The prince craned his neck toward her, but it was apparent that they weren’t going to be able to stick together this time. They were too badly outmatched.

Abruptly, the thought flashed through his mind that this could be the last time they saw each other. He didn’t know what Ethan planned to do with him after the questioning, and his father’s motives with Iris were even more of a mystery. It was likely that he would be killed or that they would be separated for good after this moment.

Stricken with panic, he dug in his heels and mustered up all the strength he had to tear his arm free from the rebel’s grasp, running back to Iris to take her face in his hands and press a desperate kiss to her lips. Even though they hadn’t been together for very long, he knew he cared about her more than anyone else in Aspiria, so he couldn’t bring himself to part from her without telling her how he felt. When he pulled back from the kiss, he met her gaze intently. “I love you, Iris,” he breathed just before he felt firm hands on his shoulders, dragging him away again.
I got lucky because there was no one else there xD I finished up everything I needed to do and had lunch, so I'll get started on a post now!
In ~Bonsoir~ 4 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Ah, that makes sense. Thanks! I think we found a house inspector, so that's one more thing to cross off my checklist today
Doing good so far! I'm just dealing with more phone calls and emails regarding the house and also signing a bunch of petitions for the BLM movement. Busy but productive, so it's good :)

I have to visit the bank today, so I'll be writing a little later after I get back! I'm going soon, so the length of the visit will depend on how busy they are when I get there.
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