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@humaxhuma
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Aranea /aˈraː.ne.a/ noun spider ; spider's web, cobweb
Indie OC willing to roleplay with any and all fandoms (even those the mun is not familiar with.) More than 5 years of roleplay experience, 2 of which have been spent on tumblr. Mun is of age. Nsfw content and some triggers may be present. Gif Icons and Icons preferred, but not necessary. Semi-selective but always open to rp. I follow back most rp blogs (unless you don’t cut your posts or seem to only do one liners) Gif chats that turn into para or multi-para are preferred
нoмe ♟ aѕĸ ♟ navι ♟ вιo ♟ rυleѕ ♟
"Okey, high school friends, baby steps." She said to herself just above a whisper. She saw the boy standing not far from them and waving. Her grip tightened just slightly on Ryan's hand. She was forcing herself to remain collected, but on the inside she was shaking. "Hello." She said as she extended her hand toward's Troy. She looked at Ryan briefly hoping for either reassurance that she was doing things right, or corrections if she was doing things wrong. This was her first high class event, and she was worried that everyone would know based on her actions.
Ryan noticed her grip tightening and gave Troy a small, one armed hug before the attention settled on her. "Troy, this is Brenly and Brenly, this is Troy." Ryan introduces them. Troy grins and takes her hand, shaking it carefully. "It's really nice to meet you." He gazes over at Ryan then, "Have you seen Gabriella?" The bronze skinned male's expression changed as he asks Ryan that and the blond sighs before shaking his head. "No." he looks over his shoulder, "But I think I saw a familiar mass of curls heading this way." He turns his attention to her then, "You okay?"
"Yeah, Sharpay." She responded, nodding to further confirm. With a purse of her lips she tilted her head a bit. "Catty? Maybe a bit excitable but she never seemed to catty to me." She shrugged. "I’m just happy you don’t have her wardrobe sense. All the pink is too much sometimes."
"Then you probably haven't gotten in her way or pissed her off." Ryan says simply, "She can be a real class A beyatch sometimes, but I think she's starting to grow out of it, though from what you're telling me, she hasn't grown out of that pink phase. I mean, I wear it sometimes, but not always. I love my hats though. Wear them all the time."
Note that I will play as other characters in a thread if needed which will usually be another from the hsm peoples like perhaps I might do Sharpay if someone is meeting his sister or Troy if he's introducing them to friends ect, etc.
"I think so, just, please don't leave me." She gently grabbed his arm as she lifted herself out of the car. She lowered he hand to his and there fingers interlaced as she looked at the ornate building in front of them. "Im not ready for this Ryan." She squeezed his hand gently.
"Of course not." Ryan assures her, smiling gleefully at her as they held hands. Who said friends couldn't hold hands with friends anyways? His bright blues looks through the crowds of people before spotting a familiar face and grinning from ear to ear. "You're totally ready for this. Come meet my friends from high schoool. Troy's here so everyone else has to be here soon." He starts to guide her towards the used to be wildcat captain who catches sight of Ryan and grins, waving at him as they approach.
( humaxhuma )
"I’m Marcey, your sister has told me all about you."
"My sister? As in Sharpay, my sister?" Ryan could only imagine what his fraternal twin had said to her about him, but then again he had no clue how the other knew his sister whether it through a production or college.
"Hope it was all nice things. She can be a bit catty. I'm Ryan, but you knew that, I'm guessing."
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∞ - Celebrity crush?
I have so many, oh my gosh. Well, there’s Harry Styles and pretty much all of One Direction (but Harry makes me cry and I hate him sometimes because he’s so perf) and then there’s Bill Skarsgard, Gerard Way, Evan Peters, and Jesse Mccartney bc he is forever bae. Wow I guess I don’t have as many as I used to but those are the main ones that I fanboy about and all that jazz. Oh I also adore Jade Thirlwall from lil mix and George Shelley from Union J. Also Robert Sheehan and Antonia Thomas. I keep coming back and adding things.
♠ - Name?
≈ - Mun nickname?
♫ - What’s your gender?
╪ - What country are you from?
☮ - How long have you been rp’ing?
♥ - What fandoms are you in?
♡ - Your favourite film, book and television series?
♦ - Relationship status?
♣ - Song you’re listening to right now?
∞ - Celebrity crush?
☻ - Favorite Blog I follow/Rp with
☼ - Show your face?
≡ - Sexuality ?
❤ - Any tumblr senpais?
⋆ - A ship I have with my character.
- Your own question.
Send '○' if I intimidate you
I’m really curious because I don’t think anyone should be intimidated by me tbh
Ryan is sitting here reading some of these post on the dash like "Wow. Some of you bitches have bad music taste." and I'm like. Same.
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Stupid teacher. Stupid project. Ryan couldn't help but be a bit resentful as he heads towards the venue for this concert. His music teacher had given a stupid assignment to go to a designated concert and write a review about it and oh his teacher had been so excited when Ryan had drawn Jackson Levi and The Sliver Belles, one of his teacher's favorites apparently and also apparently wanted Ryan to go the extra mile to "interview" said band and also to "get an autograph!". How lame was that?
Regardless, his teacher had paid for the ticket and backstage pass and not to mention that this would be 60% of his grade, what a twat. He couldn't stand to fail this. Failure was not an option when you had a twin like Sharpay to live up to as she was already on Broadway. The line to the concert is surprisingly long though it's a bunch of women, not much to Ryan's surprise. Settling in his place in line over random screams of excitement and loud singing of songs that he could only assume were that of the band playing or perhaps the opening act. Ryan hadn't cared to look up either. He'd set it in his head that he was going to hate this.
After what seems like forever, the doors open and the women scream again, annoying as ever and making Ryan's ears ring as they head inside, hustling and bustling to get a good spot. Ryan sticks to the side and away from the large crowd which surprisingly gives a better view to the all stand up concert. The venues holds a bit of dignity and elegance as well, sparkling chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. Eventually the opening act comes on and much to Ryan's surprise, he finds them decent enough. If the main event is anything like them, he might not dread this all too much. It's just the constant screaming that makes the blond want to shoot his brains out, honestly.
It feels like hours after the opening act though maybe a hour at most that the lights dim again and the screams increase with intensity and out the band comes, but the first thing Ryan notices is the gold pants that the lead singer, Jackson Levi he's guessing, is wearing. They're nice, though they remind him of something Sharpay would and probably had worn. Despite that, Ryan is captured by the music, even letting his hips sway in his tight fitted pink jeans. It seems like time suddenly speeds up and they're leaving the stage before Ryan can even realize it. An hour and a half feeling like five minutes, but at least now he could meet the genius in the sparkling gold pants and he began to actually grow nervous.
It takes nothing more than Ryan showing the guards his pass before they are leading him backstage and he tries to control his breathing and readjusts his hat -- which matches his pants, of course -- with his growing nerves. He bites his lip as they arrive at the dressing room and he pulls out his small little notebook so he can write down answers to his questions -- and to get that autograph though he's considering keeping that for himself. He walks into the room with as much elegance and grace that he can muster, cheeks about as pink as his outfit as eyes seem to fall on him.
"Uh...hi." The male says in a breathless awkward fashion, a small wave of his hand at the others and he waits for a reaction from any of the party.
For those who don't know. I have like five million accounts (all of which are in my navi, but I wanted to give more awareness to it just because idk.) and here is a list of them (minus this one of course): araneax ghostsx evxnpctcrs taborstyles thegodfreyfamily prxttyhurtsx
there are just times when i have no muse for certain accounts and need something to do and thus feeding my boredom with a multitude of different characters/accounts. with this said, that doesn't mean I won't be inactive. I get on all of these at least once a day and check messages and such and if I ever am inactive, it won't be for longer than a week. Longer than a week usually means abandonment of an account, but I also notify people before abandoning an account and such so yeah.
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