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I Wanna Help Sister!

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I Wanna Help Sister!

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I Wanna Help Sister!

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I Wanna Help Sister!

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Will You Protect Me?

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I Wanna Help Sister!

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Will You Be My Family?

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I Wanna Help Sister!

This isn't incest, but focuses on the bond between two siblings. My character, James is missing most of his right arm and his left arm from the elbow down.

Your character struggles with her mental health, and has been diagnosed with depression in the past.

The two support each other the best they can. James by providing cuddles and helping his sister how helping can when she's struggling, and yours helping James where he struggles with physical tasks.

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"Sis?"

A small voice tried to break through his older sister's thoughts as James padded slowly and carefully into her room before sitting down next to her on her bed.

Reaching across with his left arm, he placed it on her right hand carefully. At 7 years old, he was sometimes bullied and teased by other children for being different.

For he'd been born without most of his right arm. It stopped about an inch or two from the shoulder, something he'd grown used to over the span of his lifetime. His left arm was missing from the elbow down. Shuffling into her lap, he sat in silence and just cuddled with his big sister as he always did to try and cheer her up.

Will You Be My Family?

I want to use this character, and am open to discuss plots.

Name: James Richards
Age: 7

James, despite his physical shortcomings, is a very bright happy and bubbly child. He loves to go to the farm and zoos, and certainly adores animals.

He's currently in a children's home, desperate to be adopted though he knows it's not very likely. He's seen children picked over him whom misbehave and cause trouble, or whom don't want a home or family.

Because he's missing all his right arm and half his left, he worries he's not ever going to be adopted as he's had it drilled into his head that people don't want imperfect children.

That doesn't get him down too much though, and he is always hoping that one day he'll be given a mommy or daddy, or even both! And a big brother or sister to play with.

Will You Protect Me?

//Simply put;

I'm looking for someone capable of playing a mother or big sister type of character for Jasmine.

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It seemed as if the two rival schools felt the need to engage in fights almost every week, and cause as much trouble for one another as was physically possible. If not fights, something would be stolen from one pupil by a member of the other, or vandalism would occur on the grounds of one school, caused by the members of another.

Not all got involved, with some opting to keep themselves out of it when they could, not wanting to be the victims of attacks or the like caused by another member of the rival school. They'd remove their blazers, ties and anything else which would cement them as being from one particular school, or would purchase cheap ties from schools not involved in this rivalry in order to escape punishment.

A pupil of one school, known as Middlewood Academy, 13 year old Jack Carter made his way home, on his own and feeling both nervous and exhausted. He knew he shouldn't be, but he had no real choice in this. After all, nobody wanted to be seen with the "freak" of the class. The person who "didn't know what the fuck they were", as some so elegantly phrased it. The one who wanted to be a girl. And, he did. He hated his body, hated having to be the "typical male". That wasn't who he was, and Jack knew that. He wanted to be Jasmine.

Turning a corner, he cried out as someone grabbed him, pinning him to the wall of the alleyway with a fierce and cold look upon his face as he stood there, two of his friends flanking him, as though he needed back up to perform what he had in mind.

"Well, well. The freak of Middlewood. What a pity, you're on your own like always. Never see you with anyone. Maybe the people that go there aren't that pathetic." From the corner of his eye, Jack saw the male produce a switchblade, holding it to his neck with a swift movement. "Don't worry, I ain't gonna cut your throat. That's too good for a trannie like you. You ain't a girl, you're an it."

His "friends" grabbed a hold of Jack, turning and pushing him against the wall with a thud, Xavier starting to slice away at the hair Jack had spent so long growing, getting rid of it, not caring how much pain and discomfort he brought to the frightened soul. From a gap in the wall, Jack thought he saw someone, screaming for help at the top of his lungs, before his mouth was covered. "Do it again, and I'll kill you!" Xavier growled, hoping the person would choose to ignore it. It wasn't a good neighborhood, after all.

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