[milo.]

i keep passing Riverdale on Netflix and i still have a box full of Archie comics somewhere

it's low-key brought my adoration for the comics to light again, so i've decided to do Archie based adopts of the mains!

good ol' lady killer Archie Andrews, first on the docket!

username: Softballpup12
name: Caribbean Storm "Bean"
gender: female

for this competition, i'd like to know why they have the jacket and what it means to them!
who gave it to them? did they find it? is it their friends?? is it important? just a ratty old thing?
( 400 words )

there will be ONE extra - not necessary, but encouraged!
either one short story ( 300 words ) OR one piece of art!
... it also wouldn't be one of my comps. without what? a song

prettying up is encouraged as well!

RULES
- be kind, have fun!
- i wanna know about the jacket dudes ( 400 words )
- theme song
- comp will end March 11th !!

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[b]username:[/b]
[b]name:[/b]
[b]gender:[/b]
[b]why they have the jacket/what does it mean to them?:[/b] ( 400 words )
[b]theme song:[/b]
[b]one extra:[/b] ( optional 300 word story or one piece of art)

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[magpiemochi.]

darnit I thought it ended on the 13th

[Alihorse]

username:
name:
gender:
why they have the jacket/what does it mean to them?: ( 400 words )
theme song:
one extra: ( optional 300 word story or one piece of art)

Resssss

[Razors]

Not trying out.... But I really... Really like this guy. N
Nicely done!

[SoupPupped]

username:
SoupPupped
name:
Johnny
gender:
Male
why they have the jacket/what does it mean to them?: ( 400 words )
W.I.P. with his crush {a football player} giving it to him after winning a game
theme song:
victorious - p!atd
one extra: ( optional 300 word story or one piece of art)
him on his crush's shoulder or with the football team idk something like that

[Softballpup12]

Username:
Softballpup12
Name:
Caribbean Storm (Goes by Bean or Little Bean)
Gender/Orientation:
Female/Bisexual
Their Jacket:
The story features my viscet Seb

Caribbean Storm has a college jacket. Bean loves her jacket, but not because of how she got it, or who gave it to her, or even where she got it. No, she loves it because of why she got it and what it reminds her she needs to do. It was a cold and windy night, and Bean was out alone in an alley, like she was every night.
The wind whistled in her ears and her eyes watered as the cold bit at her ears and nipped at her nose. Bean curled up in the corner of a box twice her size, trying to keep warm. She was half asleep, when a fluffy ball suddenly tumbled onto her. It was light, and warm, so after the impact she didn't mind, and simply snuggled closer to the warm lump, but when she woke in the middle of the night, it was quite a surprise to find a viscling curled up beside her. nudging him lightly, she tilted her head. As he stretched she noticed his warm jacket and stared longingly at the college emblem. She'd never had the money to finish more than two years of school at a community college, which, factored in with her PPS condition, meant she wasn't a desired employee, especially as a doctor, so, for the time being, she stuck to experiments in her alleyway. As the adorable fluff sat up, she realized that the jacket's perfect fit implied that he was a college student who'd had it tailored, and that he was also PPS! But the emblem... He went to Riverdale??? How'd he buy the books??? This kid must be rich, so what was he doing in an alleyway?!? The kid shook his head and his eyes widened.
"Oh gosh! Did I fall on you? I'm a pretty restless sleeper, sorry..." He apologized, leaning back against the box and hugging himself.
"No, no... It's fine! You were warm." She commented, blushing embarrassedly when she realized what she'd said. He just smiled.
"I'm Sebastian, but you can call me Seb! Everyone does!" He chirped, seeming quite energetic for the middle of the night.
"I'm Carribean Storm, since my parents were complicated..." She commented, staring off into space as she thought about her parents' quirks, and their laughs, and their hugs... Shaking herself, she continued to talk. "Anyway, you can call me Bean!"
"Bean. I like it!" He commented, tilting his head. "How old are you? I'm 18, though I was frozen in PPS form at 5 years old and you don't talk like you're 5 either..."
"17 now, I think? I haven't had a birthday in a while, so I'm not sure," She commented. "My condition sure makes it easier to beg for food, though, so I guess I could just go around saying I'm 5 anyway, that'd work."
"But don't you ever want to have a family? To be loved? You'd be able to help and be helped, not to mention happy." He asked, scrunching up his face.
"I can't in my condition, so why think about it?" She muttered, frowning. She had, in fact, thought about family. She'd wanted one, but that was the least of what she'd lost as a PPS.
"Hope! Don't you have any goals or dreams?" He protested, seeming wildly shaken up by her statement.
Theme song:
Love Story-Taylor Swift
One extra: ( optional 300 word story or one piece of art)
WIP

[milo.]

one day warning !!

[milo.]

Username:
Softballpup12
Name:
Caribbean Storm (Goes by Bean or Little Bean)
Gender/Orientation:
Female/Bisexual
Their Jacket:
The story features my viscet Seb

Caribbean Storm has a college jacket. Bean loves her jacket, but not because of how she got it, or who gave it to her, or even where she got it. No, she loves it because of why she got it and what it reminds her she needs to do. It was a cold and windy night, and Bean was out alone in an alley, like she was every night.
The wind whistled in her ears and her eyes watered as the cold bit at her ears and nipped at her nose. Bean curled up in the corner of a box twice her size, trying to keep warm. She was half asleep, when a fluffy ball suddenly tumbled onto her. It was light, and warm, so after the impact she didn't mind, and simply snuggled closer to the warm lump, but when she woke in the middle of the night, it was quite a surprise to find a viscling curled up beside her. nudging him lightly, she tilted her head. As he stretched she noticed his warm jacket and stared longingly at the college emblem. She'd never had the money to finish more than two years of school at a community college, which, factored in with her PPS condition, meant she wasn't a desired employee, especially as a doctor, so, for the time being, she stuck to experiments in her alleyway. As the adorable fluff sat up, she realized that the jacket's perfect fit implied that he was a college student who'd had it tailored, and that he was also PPS! But the emblem... He went to Riverdale??? How'd he buy the books??? This kid must be rich, so what was he doing in an alleyway?!? The kid shook his head and his eyes widened.
"Oh gosh! Did I fall on you? I'm a pretty restless sleeper, sorry..." He apologized, leaning back against the box and hugging himself.
"No, no... It's fine! You were warm." She commented, blushing embarrassedly when she realized what she'd said. He just smiled.
"I'm Sebastian, but you can call me Seb! Everyone does!" He chirped, seeming quite energetic for the middle of the night.
"I'm Carribean Storm, since my parents were complicated..." She commented, staring off into space as she thought about her parents' quirks, and their laughs, and their hugs... Shaking herself, she continued to talk. "Anyway, you can call me Bean!"
"Bean. I like it!" He commented, tilting his head. "How old are you? I'm 18, though I was frozen in PPS form at 5 years old and you don't talk like you're 5 either..."
"17 now, I think? I haven't had a birthday in a while, so I'm not sure," She commented. "My condition sure makes it easier to beg for food, though, so I guess I could just go around saying I'm 5 anyway, that'd work."
"But don't you ever want to have a family? To be loved? You'd be able to help and be helped, not to mention happy." He asked, scrunching up his face.
"I can't in my condition, so why think about it?" She muttered, frowning. She had, in fact, thought about family. She'd wanted one, but that was the least of what she'd lost as a PPS.
"Hope! Don't you have any goals or dreams?" He protested, seeming wildly shaken up by her statement.
Theme song:
Love Story-Taylor Swift
One extra: ( optional 300 word story or one piece of art)
WIP

congrats Softballpup12!

Little Bean is so precious and i really enjoyed the story between her and Seb!

i see a lot of ppl using PPS as strictly children, and the fact you represented it as a condition made me smile and nod like a proud parent LOL the story was lovely, and i know you'll take wonderful care of her!

you've been added to the lines and all information has been updated! C:

[Softballpup12]

OH gosh! Thanks a ton! I'm super psyched to develop her and finish that story lol