` sonder [ drop-in roleplay ]

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◈ the general roleplay takes place in london, england,
retelling the story of how people meet and befriend.
there are no preset circumstances. try to be creative
but realistic on how your character approaches the
issues. your character may work or be in university.
they may not be billionaires or such (small wealth only).
try to strive for realism!

◈ THIS IS A DROP-IN ROLEPLAY, so no forms or
dedication required. feel free to post a general form
before beginning or a detailed introduction post. but
please do not link an image in every post. how this
will work is that as long as there are people active,
you may feel free to use any character (that fits the
criteria) and then introduce them into the current
plot the roleplayers are roleplaying. simple?

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just PM any questions or concerns. have fun!

[sweetbriar]

The light putter-pattering of rain on the roof awoke Sybil from her nightmare, gasping the eighteen year old college student pushed back her flowery-imprinted bedspread and sighed. She'd had another nightmare again. It was about Ethan, and it was more vivid than any of her night-terrors before. She left The United States because of him. Now he was following her in her dreams. Running a hand over the sweat beading on her forehead, she stifled a cry. No. This was not happening. Clearing her mind she jumped off of her bed and headed into the bathroom to get ready.

The blonde came out a new person, smiling she twirled in front of her mirror. For clothes, she had chosen a simple white high-low dress and a pair of black Converse. But no matter how much makeup she applied she couldn't seem to shake the stricken look off her face. After a few minutes of fiddling with her hair she finally just decided to let it hang down. Curling around her heart shaped face in golden tresses. Finally satisfied she grabbed her small purse and what little money she had and headed out the door.

Wandering the streets of London was a favorite pastime for Sybil. She could spend hours just browsing in and out of shops and walking down the ancient cobblestone pathways. So that's naturally what she chose to begin her day. Without breakfast and wallowing in self-misery Sybil started walking.

[sparky246]

Melanine Grace Harper
Twenty-one
Tagged~Sybil

Melanine Grace Harper -known to her friends as Mel- took a deep breath before walking out her door. Her large cream sweater did nothing to diminish her small frame and excellent posture, and black leggings were just a staple for Mel at this point.
Performance season was over for this professional ballerina, but her vacation to London wasn't helping her nerves like she wished it would. Just seeing all the strangers had her heart-rate going up. Closing her eyes, Mel wished going out in public was a easy as performing in front of thousands. Shaking her head, she walked into the bustling street, heading for her favorite coffee shop. As a matter of fact, Mel hated coffee, but was a sucker for tea. This shop had dozens of tea choices, and all were excellent choices.
Mel was so wrapped up in what tea she should choose, she completely missed the blonde stranger heading right towards her. She crashed into her, taking them both to the ground. People averted the mess by their feet, choosing instead to keep on walking.
"O-oh my goodness, I'm so sorry," Mel stammered. "Are you okay?" She'd meant the question purely as routine -you kind of had to ask it when you took somebody out like that- but upon seeing the girl's distraught face, The twenty-one year old couldn't help but wonder if she'd been okay before this.

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missmysteryavalon starred into the small mirror hanging on the bathroom wall in her apartment. she didn't even recognize herself anymore. the insomnia was getting the best of her. the girl often wondered if it was a mistake to move to london. the only reason she moved here in the first place was her career as a singer. of course, that didn't work out due to an unfortunate series of events and her lifelong dream was shattered into a billion pieces. now she worked as a waitress, living of nothing, but tips in a cramped apartment in the crappiest part of the city. her life was one big disaster. avalon let out a exasperated sigh, before pulling her jet black locks into a low bun. it must have still been early, but the young adult was determined to get a little time to herself before starting work later on in the day.
missmysterythe rain hit her pale complexion as soon as she stepped out of the building. god, did she hate the weather in britain. it was nothing, but rain all year long. the sun did occasionally pop out, however it was fairly minimal. avalon didn't even bother taking out an umbrella. the one she owned was many thing, but certainly not rain-proof.
missmysterythe twenty-one year old walked through the streets of london, checking out the display cases in stores as she passed them, most of which were either closed or just opening. she could already tell that this day was going to be a bummer.

[sweetbriar]

"Oh!" The petite blonde gasped, almost tripping over the other girl. Besides her professors, Sybil wasn't one to usually converse with the natives. They always seemed quite uninterested in her. And she hadn't seen very many Americans around. This was actually her first, and she was quite happy because of it. "No, forgive me." She smiled, trying to wipe the upset look on her face off. "It was my fault anyway, I was hardly looking where I was going." When she wasn't thinking to herself, Sybil could actually be quite a friendly person. That always seemed to make boys interested in her. She had hardly no secrets whatsoever, and for some reason that was very appealing to other people.

[sparky246]

Melanine Grace Harper
Twenty-one
Tagged~Sybil

Mel chuckled. "It seems we're in the same boat." She watched the girl force a smile onto her face, but didn't comment. After an awkward pause, Mel smiled. "Well, we should probably get of the ground; I can't imagine what else has been here." She pushed herself up and extended a hand to the girl. Mel was smiling on the inside too. She'd only stammered once, and here she was offering to be touched by somebody other than a dance partner. It had been a long time since she'd talked to somebody other than a barista outside of her work, and it felt nice. Maybe her day wasn't going to be so stressful after all.

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name; casper turner
age; 19
gender; male
hair; blonde
eyes; brown
trait; smoker
likes; rain

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three weeks. longboarding down the streets. avoiding the people crowded sidewalks. enjoying himself in london. the bustling city offered little space for his morning boarding so he took the the sides of the streets as it wasn't too hard to avoid the cars. where casper was from, whales, it was much easier to cruise the sidewalks in the morning. however it hadn't taken him long to adapt to the far busier city life. although, something he hadn't adapted to was finding new mates, he always went to the skate park to practice and smoke with them however now that he was so far away that obviously hasn't been happening. casper bent down on his board and got enough momentum to hop up onto a less crowded part in the sidewalk and slid to a stop in from of a small coffee shop. out of ideas as to what to do or where to go he grabbed his board and entered. he only stood in line for a few minutes before ordering himself a warm cinnamon cappuccino. sitting inside coffee shops wasn't exactly casper's thing so he took his board and his coffee outside. Place his board on the ground he sat on it and rested against the coffee shop's brick wall behind him. he sipped at his warm coffee and watched the hustle and bustle of the rest of the city goers across the street

[sweetbriar]

"You're probably, right." She shuddered and laughed at the same time, this time it was for real. Sybil grabbed the other girl's extended hand with gratitude and pulled herself up. It was defiantly nice to talk to someone, anyone for that matter. "Coffee on me?" She smiled again, rubbing her elbow. Which was starting to slowly bruise into a disgusting greenish-purple color. "It the least I can do, after practically trampling you!"