Endless Adventures (RP group) discussion

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PFFT DONT DO THAT POOKS XD

LMFAO ok uhh im do a simple form rq bc uh.. im on my phone instead of my Chromebook 😭

kk :3

Name: Caden Ellis
Nicknames: Cade
Age: uhh idk..
Species: Fox Hybrid
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance: (Just imagine him with like.. fox features yk 😭 I’ll draw him later)

Name: Neo Tariq
Nicknames: Nee
Age: 🤷
Species: Experimented Human
Gender: Transmasc
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance: (imagine he's got a scar band around his neck and a more Zuko kinda scar on his face)

Alright gang how we starting

So we've got a few options.
We could go real agnsty
Real fluffy
or wtv you want tbh, just what kinda rp you looking for specifically?

Pft uh… we can start angsty, then get a lil fluffy as we go

YE
Ok, next question, you have a preferred setting? If not, we can just do it in the main city :p

Main city is fine

kk! do you want me to start?

HELP I DID BIT NOTICE THIS

yeah please, i suck ASS at starting 💀

Kk, imma go wash my hair rq, then ill get back to this :3

Wait, we doing first person or third person?
and paragraphs, right?

I usually write in third but I don’t mind going first lol

And yeah, I can usually pump out one or two depending on what’s going on

kk, just confirming! ^^

Neo strode down the bustling street, his feet prodding against the paved walkway. The scenery was bright, with neon lights flashing, and advertisements playing on massive screens, promoting the newest beauty and fashion products. He slipped between figures, some with twisting tails, others with glassy spikes, making his way through the crowd, head down and teeth clenched.

Finding a break in the crowd, he rushed off to the side, into a quiet, protected alcove. Under the cloth canopy, he stood and walked to the wall supporting the canopy. Touching the brick, a door appeared, a door in which he entered, bringing himself into a safe haven. It was a quiet place, with walls lined with books upon books, with a cafe off to the side. He made his way over to the cafe, sitting himself at the bar with an overwhelmed sigh.

Caden held his head low, his dark hair slightly brightened by the artificial light of the city. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his jacket, keeping him hidden from the cold of the late evening. His mind was tunnel visioned on one thing; finding out where the hell in this city he was. It'd been a while since he stopped in a town. He hardly remembered what he was trying to get away from anymore.

He looked around, trying to spot any identifying landmarks to the location. Everything looked the same. He sighed, running his hands over his ears in a frustrated manor. He wanted out of the crowd. When he saw an alcove, and also the only place that didn't seem like it was crowded by people, he took the opportunity to clear his head.

Tapping his fingers on the wooden counter, Neo sat, mind spinning. He'd been wandering around the vast city for days, unable to sleep. The lights hurt his head, made his heart pound inside his chest. They made him aware of his muscles touching bone and bone touching skin. He slowed his breathing, tapping on the counter rhythmically, calming himself slowly.

He breathed in, letting the chilled hair hit his lungs, before letting it out through his mouth in a sigh. He could hear his own thoughts for now. Making sure he was still aware of his soundings, he leaned against the wall, pressing his head against the bricks. Last he knew he was in a small town, though that was days ago.

When he finally had his thoughts straightened out, he went to push off the wall. What startled him was the brick his hand had pressed against sunk into the wall. He was already on high alert, so the door suddenly opening made him jump, his ears pinning in a sense of silent aggression, or more protection.

Neo's head jerked towards the door, which had rumbled open to reveal a strange boy standing in the doorway. The sound had startled him, making him jump in his seat, exiting the safety of his own thoughts. He grumbled to himself, sighing as he turned back to the counter, choosing to ignore the disruption.

The warmth emanating from the place was alluring to say the least, but he was hesitant to step in. When he did, he felt the fur on his tail shift. The door closed behind him on his own, making him take a few steps forward. He looked around, a somewhat hidden look of confusion on his face. How was this place hidden behind a wall? Regardless, the smell of food hit his nose, and that was enough to snap him out of his confusion.

Neo tapped his finger on the counter in a rhythmic pattern.
_ / .... / .
.._ / ... / .._ / ._ / ._.. /
At the other end of the bar, a figure lifted their head from the counter top, fishy whiskers twitching as they slid a glass down to him. Plain water. Exactly what he needed to ground.

(OMG Morse code I’m LEAPING)

He followed his nose to where he presumed was a cafe. Caden had a good amount of cash stashed, so he could afford to indulge in at least a little bit of food before he went back on the run. He sat down, looking over everything they carried, and god did it make his mouth water.

(YAYA I learned morse code bc of Interstellar and decided that Neo uses it to communicate with the blind boy ^^)

Neo sipped at his water, sighing contently as it cooled him from the inside out. He focused his thoughts on the cold sensation, blocking out sounds, smells, and lights, immersing himself in his own content little world.

Once Caden had gone through everything, he settled on coffee and a sandwich. Something light, but filling enough to last him until he got to another city. His eyes roamed around the room subtly, taking note of everyone in it. It was just something he’d developed over time. Being hyper vigilant just came from the amount of things he’d seen.

Neo finished his drink with a rewarded sigh, placing the now empty glass on the counter. Breaking himself free of his own thoughts, he took a look around the room he was oh so familiar with, taking all the nostalgia in. Glancing around, he caught eyes with several regulars, a couple of baristas he recognized, along with many other familiar faces. Taking his glance back to the bar, he glanced over someone else sitting a fair distance away, observing his wariness of the scenery. Seemed like the same strange boy who was caught in the doorway-

(bump pook)

He could feel the gaze at the side of his face, but he ignored it. For now. The situation didn't exactly feel hostile. His ear flicked gently, picking up hushed conversations and subtle sounds. Caden wasn't exactly interested in anything here besides eating and getting the hell out. Staying in one place for too long felt odd for him.

When the barista returned with his items, he quickly took a sip, feeling the warm, bitter coffee warm him from the inside out. It was nice to not be cold, even if or just a little.

(HOW DO I KEEP FORGETTING ABOUT THIS)

Neo kept his eyes locked on the strange boy, having to tilt his head so he could actually see out of his right eye. He tapped on the table again, glaring at the boy now.
._ _. _.__ / _._. ___ ._.. _.. / _.. ._. .. _. _._
The bartender slid him another drink, this time a lychee mocktail with shredded ice. He took a sip, watching him carefully and cautiously. Nothing felt wrong about him, but there was something about him that definitely wasn't right.

((BECAUSE YOU'RE SPECIAL /j))

The repeated tapping made his eye twitch, but it was a minor annoyance, not something he was entirely irritated by. He didn't understand it, but he knew it was morse. His own attention was split between trying to analyze the boy staring him down without having to actually make it aware that he was doing so.

((I AM VERY MUCH SPECIAL BITCH, YOU'VE NEVER SEEN AN ASS LIKE MINE /j))

He rotated in his chair slightly, watching him more obviously, glaring with soft determination. Who this boy was, he had no clue, but what he did know was he wanted to find out. He took a long, slow sip of his mocktail, his two-toned eyes scanning him.

(( YES I HAVE. MY OWN.))

The more the other seemed to grow more obvious to his watching, the more unsettled he grew. His eyes shifted to him, taking in his appearance for the first time. The scar across his eye was the first noticeable thing. It was rather prominent, and it made him wonder. What exactly had he gotten it from? if it were anything like the multitude of scars he's collected over the years, he wanted nothing to do with him.

(( I THINK YOU'RE MISTAKING YOUR BIG BACK FOR AN ASS ))

He took a long slow sip, scratching the scarred band around his neck, readjusting his chains as he made eye contact, holding it for a few seconds longer than most would be comfortable with. He observed every twitching and flowing motion of the boys ears and tail, analyzing his tenseness. He set down his now empty cup and leaned forward in his chair, resting his arms on his legs, scarred hands clasped together, the spiralling tissue dissipating up his forearm.

((NAHHHH U WISH. UR JUST MAD IM THICKER THEN YA ;3 ))

It was less than comfortable for Caden, his body language tense and reserved as he turned to the boy. “Quite a staring issue you’ve got there.” He said, his voice holding a snarky yet smooth tone.

((MB ITS SHORTER THEN USUAL I SUCK ASS AT TYPING RESPONSES ON MY PHONE.))

((bump))

(SORRY GONNA RESPOND IN A HOT MINUTE. I HAVE LIKE 12 RPS O RESPOND TO T^T))

((NAH DW DW POOKS))

i'm such an intruder [from viv & laz's rp iykyk] but y'all have✨talent✨ ))

Neo chuckled, setting his drink down on the counter, leaning back in his seat, clasping his hands over his crossed legs. "Issue? I think the real issue is I've never seen you before." His expression darkened slightly, his smirk fading into a scowl. "And I've seen everything around here." He stared the other boy down once more, his eye twitching quickly from his strained gaze.

((LAZ LOOK IN THE GC *bonks*))

((Bros got the zest fest sit /joke)

Caden raised an eyebrow, his fingers absentmindedly tapping the rim of his coffee cup. The boy's intensity wasn't exactly unsettling—it was familiar, in a way. He'd dealt with this kind of thing before. He exhaled slowly through his nose, letting the warm steam from his drink calm his thoughts.

"Seen everything, huh?" Caden's voice was light, but his eyes were sharp, scanning the boy’s expression and body language. It wasn’t just the glare that caught his attention—it was the tension, the subtle way his muscles coiled like a wound spring. "You must have a pretty narrow view of things if all you’ve seen is the same crowd."

He leaned back in his chair, glancing around the cafe, his tongue running over his sharp canine tooth, a habitual gesture when he was sizing someone up.

(( Thats the point. Your hubby is prepping. /j ))

Neo chuckled to himself, flipping some hair out of his face. "Not a narrow view persay, more of a broad scope of the whole city." He shrugged, watching the other boy closely, how he tapped his mug, how his eyes sharpened, how he moved his mouth when he wasn't talking. He scoffed quietly, shaking his head and looking away to take another sip of his drink, glancing back at him from the side of his eye.

(((BAHAHAHHA ))

“Broad scope, huh? Sounds exhausting, keeping track of every little thing in a place like this,” he said, the corners of his mouth curling into a half-smirk. “Must take a hell of a lot of focus to keep up with it all. But, I guess it’s easier when you’re used to... watching everything from the sidelines, isn’t it?”

His fingers brushed against the edge of his cup again, his gaze steady, but the undertone of his words was a challenge, not unlike the weight that seemed to hang between them. He didn’t blink when Neo glanced over at him from the corner of his eye.

He shrugged, setting his drink back down with a sigh. "Somewhat." He said blankly, watching him closely again. He narrowed his eyes, watching his every move. "For your information, I quite enjoy watching from the sidelines." He tapped his fingers against the counter again, this time without pattern, his gaze falling on Caden's fingers.

Caden tilted his head slightly, observing the way Neo’s eyes followed his fingers. The subtle shift in attention wasn’t lost on him, but he didn’t make it obvious he noticed. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, letting the moment stretch, the tension hanging in the air.

“You know," Caden began, his voice low, letting out a chuckle that almost sounded amused, "there’s something interesting about people who prefer the sidelines. They like to think they’re detached, but in reality, they’re usually more invested than they let on.”

He traced a finger along the edge of his mug, watching Neo’s eyes follow the movement, before meeting his gaze once more. The smirk on his lips was still there, but there was a sharpness in his eyes now, something predatory.

"You can watch all you want, but it doesn’t give you the full picture." Caden’s voice dipped, quieter, as if sharing a secret. "You’ll miss the nuances. The things people don’t want you to see." His eyes flicked back to Neo’s fingers tapping the counter.

Neo chuckled, ceasing his tapping. "I think you're the one who doesn't see the full picture." He uncrossed his legs, sensing the tension, matching Caden's gaze. "The sidelines are where the unexpected go. Where you can watch with full intent without anyone batting an eye. Its where you can watch the movements best without getting caught in the fray." Neo smiled darkly, his tongue flitting out from behind his teeth.

“Well, I suppose you’re right," Caden said, his voice smooth, but there was an edge there now. "The sidelines do have their appeal. It's easy to think you’re untouchable from there—watching, calculating, reading every move without risk of getting your hands dirty." He let out a soft laugh, the sound almost bitter. "But I wonder how long you can keep up the illusion of being detached."

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze narrowing just enough to suggest he wasn’t just speaking of the current conversation. "Eventually, you get pulled in. Everyone does. The question is," Caden leaned in, voice lowering to something more dangerous, "are you waiting for the perfect moment to pounce, or are you just trying to convince yourself you’re not already too far gone? Someone like you have seen some shit."

Aw shit sticks, i forgot about this))

Neo laughed coldly, a glint of danger in his eye. "Untouchable? What's the fun in that? I like being on the brink of danger, a hair's breadth away from being swept into the fray, tossed and turned by the current. But no, I prefer to watch, to feel the tingle of the battle from a distance, to analyze, to react. That's my drive. Seeing others mistakes in battle and cataloging them, preparing for when I'll see them next."

He drummed his fingers on the counter again, leaning back in his chair, one leg crossed over another, a smug smile on his face.

"As for seeing some shit, well..." He chuckled, cocking his head to one side. "It's hard to see the shit that shapes you when you're made of the shit yourself, hm?"