#lsbio

[thegaybachelorsims]

About the host: LUCAS STORM

Name: Lucas Storm Age: 33 Birthday: November, 3rd. City: Del Sol Valley.

Lucas Storm,

a gay man in his thirties was born in Del Sol Valley and was raised by his mother as she never married or had other children, he was an only child. He met his father only twice when he was very young, but Lucas doesn't really remember him well and has never tried to find and contact him. His father's loss!

 Lucas is outgoing and ambitious, he likes to be the center of attention. He's very friendly and has a great sense of humor. He lives to tease those around him. He's athletic and likes to be in good shape. He takes good care of himself and his body. 

You also should know that Lucas is a seducer, a man eater, of sorts. He loves men and show them how much he loves them, even if it is for only one night. He actually wanted to be the Host this year because that way, all the most handsome gay and bi men of the area would be "trapped" with him in the same spot at the same time. He's counting on that to seduce some of them. Or... even the Bachelor himself.

@stories4sims  Was our big winner last year in the Gay Bachelor 3 2020; with his submission of Mark Matthews. I have been following him for over three years and absolutely LOVE his stories of his hot gay men! I thought what a perfect person to act as Host of this years show! Thanks for all your support @stories4sims  and for being a long time follower!

[nobodysempirerpg]

NAME: Elise Sawyer

Age: 25

Origin: Chicago, Illinois

Formerly: Book Store Manager

Role: Survivor

Arrived: September 2050

BEFORE THE OUTBREAK

As a baby Elise contracted meningitis. Before she got better, she lost much of her hearing and was legally determined to be deaf by the age of three.

She learned ASL and how to read lips, though being in a family of hearing she adapted to still using her voice vocally when possible, even though it was somewhat uncomfortable for her as she can’t hear herself speak very well.

She became enthralled with books, disappearing into the fictitious worlds within. She often had stacks of novels on her bedside table and went through each one within a handful of days. It led to her taking up a job at the local bookstore down the street, shelving books and getting discounts.

She was saving up for cochlear implants, putting her money aside until she had enough for the surgery and therapy that would be required. She was just about ready to set a date for the procedure when the infection began to spread.

AFTER THE OUTBREAK

Elise didn’t fully understand what was going on when the outbreak first hit Chicago. Upon first sight of the infected outside her bookshop, she thought she surely must be dreaming. She locked up the doors and huddled in the back room, not sure what else to do.

After a few days her meager rations of snacks and water that she kept in her office started running thin and she had no choice but to seek safety elsewhere. 

Once she got up the courage to unlock the doors and step out onto the streets, what she found was a scene out of a horror story. Cars were abandoned left and right and there was no living soul in sight - save for the bodies littered in the street. Something horrible had happened while she was locked up in her safe haven - but whatever it was seemed to have moved on since.

Running into Paige Kennedy was like a prayer answered; the woman seemed to know exactly what to do to keep them safe and Elise didn’t hesitate to follow her to safety.

CONNECTIONS

Paige Kennedy: Elise owes Paige everything. Without her, she probably wouldn’t have mustered up the courage to escape from Chicago, let alone across the country to safety. Plus, Paige knows sign language, and it’s a comfort to be able to speak to someone without having to physically speak, as everyone else seems to expect of her.

Alexi Gomez: While Alexi can’t do a ton to help her these days, the doctor does what he can to keep her healthy and sane. Whenever hearing aides are collected by the runners, Alexi tries to fit them for Elise to see if they can make a difference. He serves as something of a therapist for her - and very much a friend.

Tristan Sturges: Elise doesn’t really know what to make of Tristan. He seems like a nice guy overall, and when he noticed that she was usually curled up reading a book he started bringing her novels that he found while out on runs. She’s been working to teach him ASL because he’s shown interest, and enjoys his attempts at communicating in her language.

CONSENSUS

Face Claim: Elizabeth Lail, Emma Watson, Kathryn Newton

Availability: Open

[fortunaterpg]

NAME: Oleander “Ollie” Bishop AGE: Thirty GENDER: Cisgender (she/her) SEXUALITY: Pansexual pandemiromantic OCCUPATION: Socialite FACECLAIM: Haley Bennet STATUS: TAKEN

KEY INFORMATION

TW: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS

Mommy was a drug addict and Daddy slept with half of Wall Street. You were born into decadence, Dolce and diamonds, and had the IRS banging on the door so many times it started to sound like a lullaby. The parents, believe it or not, are still together, although you got out as fast as you could. It wasn’t anything personal; you just hate their guts.

This isn’t a case of Miss Bitch with a Heart of Gold. Oh, no, baby. Oleander (and what a fucking name) Bishop meant only one thing: destruction. You heartily dislike most people, and anyone who manages to slip the net will probably end up in your black book at some point or another. Unashamedly rude and catty, you stir up gossip and drama wherever you can, all with a thousand-watt smile and the Class President pin on your Chanel blazer. Parents loved you. Teachers adored you. Everyone else? Well, they had to, or you’d crush them with one manicured hand.

Working is boring. So is life, now that you think about it. That fathomless depth within you, the one that’s supposed to be filled with empathy and kindness, is black as a void, cut through with cocaine and Tiffany jewels. What you really hate is that adulthood is harder to manage than high school. Most people won’t fall into line, which really pisses you off. With your empty life and your days stretching out into the distance, you’re not sure how much more you can take before it’s bye-bye New York, hello the afterlife.

CONNECTIONS

ROMEO LEE: Birds of a feather, and all that. You’re as nasty as each other and delight in pushing each other’s buttons. You’re known as the terrible two, and doesn’t that have a nice ring to it? There is no doubt there’s been plenty of sexual tension over the years, an endless push-pull that makes the game that more fun, but you’ve never taken the plunge. Probably because sex tends to destroy many things in your life, and he is the one person you never want to ruin.

IMOGENE BUCHANON: The bestie. So-called. Imogene is pristine where you are dangerous, but that doesn’t mean you’d ever underestimate each other. See, while she likes to keep her hands clean, you don’t really care, and for that matter you may as well be the doberman kept on a cute little leash. You’re incapable of being sweet, but Imogene does bring out a more sensitive side that no one else sees. You can be as harsh and foul-mouthed as you like and she’ll just smirk, pour you a martini, and say, Tell me you ripped her throat out.

RAFIQ “RAFI” SYLVER: You suppose the engagement should be good news. God knows your parents practically threw up with happiness when you (begrudgingly) told them. He’s similar enough to you (mean spirited, selfish, hedonistic) that you’re not willing to throw the ring into the river just yet, but the chase that for months promised something exciting has only ended with crystal shopping at Barney’s and endless talk about wedding catering.

[novacrp]

JAMES PATRICK STONEWALL  ·  50 (19/06/50) ·  AMERICAN ·  TIMOTHY OLYPHANT

“People like you aren’t meant to start asking the big questions, that’s what leads to trouble. People like you are meant to pick up the gun, salute the flag, and pray to Jesus, Mary, and Joseph that you make it through, or die a glorious death for your country. But it doesn’t work out that way. Instead you question and you teach and you love, until that love seems to lead to the end of everything. Then you’re just a man with a gun fighting to live again. Until you’re a man with a gun who’s saved the wrong life. Is that the taste of poison on your tongue or is it just in your head? A strange mix of religion, nationalism, and radiation poisoning stewing in the back of your throat making you sick to your stomach, making you certain of what needs to happen to guarantee the Days survive. Please remember that I want us to live. Is it a betrayal if it leads to salvation?”

PLAYED BY ROMAN · (THEY/THEM) ·  EST

[potterlivesrp]

DEAN THOMAS

Nineteen years old

Muggleborn halfblood

Active member of the Resistance

Suggested FC: Jordan Fisher (POC)

SUMMARY

For anyone other than the Thomas family, growing up in the suburbs of outer London might have meant a childhood stifled of imagination. Dean, however, grew up encouraged endlessly by his mother, step-father, and sisters, all of whom were non-magical. Dean never knew his birth father. If he were of a different nature perhaps he might have found out the truth, but Dean is a particularly mature, calm, and understanding person, and he recognized the expression his mother got whenever he brought up the topic. It was easier, perhaps, to simply leave things alone, and so Dean poured himself into loving his step-father and sisters. At Hogwarts he wrote to them all, rambling letters full of happy nonsense, with little doodles crammed into the margins to make his sisters laugh.

War, however, has a habit of shattering illusions. Even when Dean’s magical world was in turmoil he never let on to his family. There was a part of him that believed the two sides of his world would never entwine, and so he participated in the Hogwarts rebellion against Umbridge in ‘97 without a second thought. This meant, however, that he left Hogwarts with a new target painted on his back. When Dean returned to his family home after graduation he found nothing but debris-strewn rooms and a smashed kitchen window. The disappearance of his family was the tip of the iceberg. Dean knew about the Ministry’s show trials, but until they came for him he thought them a farce, a concoction by a paranoid and strung-out media. They came for him in the night, with masks and wands that burned, calling him a mudblood, wanting to snuff out his life as they presumably did his family. But Dean, clever and intuitive Dean, somehow, somehow escaped their grasp.

He found Hermione Granger completely by accident, having apparated directly into the resistance campsite. That was six months ago, and Dean isn’t planning on leaving any time soon. He isn’t the only person to lose his family, but Dean doesn’t have anyone else: no distant relatives, no friends outside of Hogwarts. A whole part of his identity has been cut away; no one prepares you for that kind of pain. It makes sense, then, that Dean’s accomplishment with charms and wards makes him a valued member of the Resistance. To unpick a curse or construct a shield is a complex art, one that requires a mind as multi-faceted, artistic, and imaginative as his. Dean’s inner world is rich, though he takes care to be present. Losing his family has taught him a harsh lesson: that life does not wait for anyone.

CONNECTIONS

Dean and Seamus Finnegan have been inseparable since Dean did that silly doodle of Seamus back on the train in first year. Ever since Seamus laughed and exclaimed, “Aye up, that’s bloody brilliant, that is!” Seamus has been half in love with him. Only recently has their friendship evolved into something deeper, more meaningful. And though Dean knows who he is and what he wants, Seamus has been the one to pull back.

Neville Longbottom, though shy, always stood up for Dean at school. In return Dean would help Neville study, and so there bloomed a solid and sweet friendship. With the confusion over Seamus, Dean feels uncharacteristically off-kilter. So, one afternoon, he found his hand curled over Neville’s, sitting as they were in Neville’s greenhouse. He doesn’t know why he did that.

People may think that Lavender Brown is silly, but Dean knows better. He mainly listens as she complains about anything that comes to mind. It’s soothing, really, to listen to someone else’s problems. They put his own issues into perspective.

DEAN IS CLOSED

[thewasteland-rp]

       ❝  a mess, a lush and a foul mouth. events outside her control caused her to be this way, fueling in her a need to push back against the world, to deny the boundaries and set her own. visions of the future are summoned through tarot, turning it into a business, an art, and now a tool for survival. against the grain is the only path she knows how to take.❞

░ THE FORTUNE TELLER ░ Alice Asher

age: 31 pronouns: she/her class: prophet faceclaim: Emmy Rossum

▻ THEN

             Things started going wrong for Alice at an early age. Her family had never been wealthy by any means, living in a one bedroom trailer in South Bay, Florida that was barely big enough for the three of them. Alice never had her own room, often sharing the bed with her mother while her father was out on long distance hauls with his job as a truck driver. When he was home, Alice often made her bed out on the couch or when she was old enough, set up a tent in the backyard and claimed she was out camping. When she was eleven, her father was home from a job when the cops showed up at the door and arrested him then and there. He was being charged with two separate murders at truck stops that had been on his route. While he claimed he was innocent all the way through the trial, he was eventually found guilty and sentenced to life in prison without parole. This upset the community, who were both ashamed of Alice's father and thought he deserved the death penalty for the crimes he had commited. It made sure that Alice and her mother were ostracized by most of the community, which led to Alice's mother developing a heavy drug addiction. 

By the time she was sixteen, Alice was taking care of her mother, who had been fired from her job and while she'd tried to get others, none of them had stuck due to her drug addiction. Alice dropped out of school at that point and tried to find jobs that could sustain her and her mother. Alice's life moved at a million miles a minute, working and trying to find escape from the hardships that had befallen her family by partying, drinking, and hooking up with boys who were never in it for the relationship. She began to grow a reputation for these things, but she didn't mind any of it. It was an escape and it was her life. When she was twenty, her mother's drug addiction came to a head and Alice came home on night from a party to find her mother overdosed on the kitchen floor. She was taken to the hospital where she was treated and recommended rehab. But nothing changed and her mother wound up overdosing two more times, the third one causing a stroke that left her mother with brain damage and required her to be hospital-ridden. 

With hospital bills piling up, Alice had to work multiple jobs just to pay those bills. She was evited from her trailer and wound up living out of her car for a couple of years. It was during this time she went to a party and ran into a tarot card reader who interested Alice and she got to talking to him for hours on end. The two started dating and he taught her how to read tarot cards. Eventually they broke it off, finding their relationship just didn't work, but Alice kept working on the tarot card reading. It was while she was teaching herself how to read tarot cards that she started to have her visions. Finding that once she arranged the cards, it would trigger very vivid, very raw visions in her mind. They were rough at first, one leaving her seizuring on the floor with the intensity of how vivid it was. She learned quickly how to narrow down the visions, how to control them and eventually she got to the point where she could get people to pay money for a reading. When she was twenty four, Alice's mother had a second stroke, which left her completely brain dead and comatose. On life support, the doctors told Alice she'd probably never wake up. She had a tough decision to make and using her new found prophetic powers, she was able to make it with some semblance of peace. Knowing she was doing the right thing taking her off and letting her her die peacefully. After her mother was gone, Alice grieved in typical Alice fashion: with booze and partying. But she managed to slightly pick herself back up, finding that more and more people were learning of how good her tarot readings were. After a few more years and getting the right people to pay the right kind of money, she was able to open up a shop. Fortune telling, incense, and a whole lot of mumbo jumbo she used as a front for what she could truly do. The business was going well, all the way up until the end of days. Alice celebrated the apocalypse with a party.

▻ NOW

After having survived the apocalypse and the massive amounts of booze she'd consumed, Alice had no real direction on what to do next. She didn't have a plan and didn't really want one. She used her prophetic abilities to keep herself alive, but maybe it was fear or just a lack of motivation to look further out there. A few months after the apocalypse, Alice was heading into a bar where she planned to drink her way through the apocalypse. However, she ran into another person, Niko, who she immediately invited to join her. The two have been inseperable since and when Niko suggested the go to California to find his coven, Alice agreed.

▻ CONNECTIONS

the jackal : he intruded on her one person party and once she invited him in, they’ve been inseparable friends ever since.

[bluebrook-rpg]

Name: → Hayden “Hades” Masters Gender Identity →  Male; he/him/his/himself Age → 55 Job → CEO of Aristi Co. & Crimelord Power → Civilian FC → Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Personality;

       + Cunning, calculative, intelligent

       - Manipulative, reserved, cold

"I’m the fury in your head. I’m the ghost in the back of your head."

Content warning: drugs, death, domestic abuse, violence,

Backstory:

The streets of Bluebrook are riddled with many rumors about Hayden Masters, the one who has assumed ownership of them. They say he is a dishonest man, a criminal usurper who kills the ones that oppose him. They whisper that he was born and bred in a shroud of darkness, growing in the shadow of corruption and horror until he became a shadow himself.  Many say that he is a piece of hell confined within skin and bone, very fitting for the nickname given to him over the years -- Hades. After all, he does rule an Underworld of his own making, but his involvement in such matters is always regarded with tight-lipped secrecy. But due to the plethora of slander revolving about him, any truth about his person is almost completely unknown, making him a walking mystery swaddled in the growing essence of an enigma.

It is hard to understand exactly he rose to power. That is a story he has never shared with anyone, or those who may know must lack the tongue to speak the truth. He was born as Hayden Masters – the only relic that remained of his life before adoption. However, being born of the slob mother and the uncaring father who beat her to death before he turned two, he never knew nor cared about his exact origins. As far as he was concerned, his life began when he was given to a moderately wealthy family of business moguls, the Allister family. Due to them, he never found much opposition the ambition he fostered throughout his adolescent years. In fact, the members of his household encouraged it. Happily, he inherited the small successes of his adopted parents’ jewelry company and built a lasting empire of wealth. And from that point on, he was a frontrunner for Forbes, and Aristi, his jewelry company, was a brand name that paired effortlessly in material fame with the likes of Versace and Alexander McQueen.

But getting to that point wasn’t easy. Hayden had to find other ways to insure steady income for his company before reaching such material fame. From birth, he was touched with the essence of corruption, and to it he returned. First, he employed part time workers who fronted as jewelry salesmen, but carried around stashes of drugs to sell as well. Soon he dipped his influence in a series of other illegal activities, even including hired murder, so as to ensure the silence of those who dared to speak against him. He used the street name “Hades”, and he’s kept it, knowing that nothing is ever truly beneath him. If he were to know hell and fame, he’d at least be the king of both.

Now:

Though he’s now famed for his work as the CEO of Aristi, Hayden still keeps up with his Bluebrook origins and continues to be the center of most crime that occurs there. However, ever since the freak event that sparked this ‘magic’ craze in the town, he’s been ill at ease not knowing how to utilize it or gain the abilities that everyone else has. He fears that this might be the one thing which will bring him down, and he is determined not to let that ever come to play.

Connections:

Phoebe Creon → His right hand man -- or woman, in this case. She oversees many imperative aspects of Aristi, and can be as cold and calculated as he is. Phoebe is the one person that he can trust completely, but unfortunately she is often blamed for quite a few of the misfortunes that occur in his public and private affairs, even if she is not directly involved in them.

Violet Hollis → Hayden’s main supplier of illegal contraband. Violet has influence in the crime scene as well, but she was never as crafty as Hayden. On one occasion, he managed to clear her name of soliciting prostitution through her club, Body Language, and ever since then, she has been indebted to him. However, despite their opposing demeanors, the two of them have become friends -- but even calling it that would be pushing it.

Morgan Pooley & William Bates  → Ever since the mysterious murder of one of his main dealers -- Christopher something or other -- Hayden has had a small suspicion that someone has been out to get him. After all, he’s managed to build something of a reputation. He does not know that Morgan and William are the main source of opposition, but ever since he ordered for the loud-mouthed politician, Vernon Pooley, to be killed, the prospect of his daughter seeking revenge would come as no surprise to Hayden.

Every member from Hayden Masters to the lowliest pawn wears an inconspicuous skull shaped necklace. Most citizens don’t know about this unless they’ve been in direct contact with a member of the drug ring in a context that would require the necklace being shown.

Open

[skybournerp]

“If you let it, life will push you over the line until you're the villain. Problem is, you don't always know that you've crossed that line.”

A B O U T

Name: Rowan Pettibone Nickname: N/A Hero Name: Vanguard Age: Thirty-four Date & Place of Birth: December 25th, 1983 & Durant, OK Sexuality: Pansexual Pronouns: She/Her Faceclaim: Julia Jones Alternate FCs: N/A Status: TAKEN

M O R E

Previous Degrees: N/A Occupation: Combat Instructor Vigilante Rank: Hero Power: Tactile Telekinesis Limitations: Level of protection, augmentation, and utilization is proportionate to the user’s level of skill. Immense amounts of repetitive force may break through energy constructs. General usage may cause persistent headaches. Heavy use and over-extending of one’s abilities will lead to severe migraines and physical exhaustion.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

+  adaptable, determined, composed –  detached, mistrustful, independent

B I O G R A P H Y

As the daughter of two notoriously minor league villains, Rowan and her older sister, Holly, were born and bred to follow in their parents footsteps. Between the powers they could possibly possess and the trove of tricks and tips to be taught, the girls were sure to succeed where their parents failed and make it to the big leagues. That would prove to be difficult, however, after a job went horribly wrong, landing both Hypnos and Mirage in prison. With both caretakers out of the picture, Rowan and Holly were left to look out for each other, but even that could not last.

Unable to handle the new responsibilities thrust upon her, and unwilling to follow her parents’ example any longer, seventeen year old Holly disappeared one night to pursue her own path. Her final words to fifteen year old Rowan were encouraging her to do the same. Having never truly found her alignment with good or evil, Rowan eventually struck out on her own as a vigilante. Sometimes she helped those who needed it. Sometimes her help came at a steep price. It depended on how she was feeling that day. Regardless of her methods, it became clear her actions were having an impact on the communities she passed through--good and bad. She became known as a vanguard of change, and then she became the Vanguard.

The Vanguard’s methods were not conventional, and rarely did they ever meet the approval of the high and mighty heroes that stumbled upon the aftermath of her work, but Vanguard got results. For years, Rowan was able to fly under the radar, but as she grew older, she became more jaded and cynical. It impacted her work even further. The Vanguard gained more and more notoriety across the spectrum, but one job would soon find her at the top of many heroes’ Naughty List. A routine hit on a corrupt city official ended with his two children--who weren’t supposed to be home--in the intensive care unit. After that, no longer could they allow the Vanguard’s vigilante activities to go unchecked. 

Due to her good deeds in the past, Rowan and the Vanguard were given a choice: put her knowledge to good use by educating the new generation of heroes at Skybourne University under close supervision, or be classified as a danger to the public and pursued as a villain. Rowan considered her options very, very carefully before coming to a decision. Six months shy of her thirtieth birthday, Rowan became a member of SkyU’s faculty team. Since then, she’s actually enjoyed her time educating young heroes and their support alike on what the textbooks and do-gooders won’t tell them.

F A M I L Y

Oliver Pettibone (father - estranged) Ivy Grayson (mother - estranged) Holly Pettibone (older sister - estranged)

C O N N E C T I O N S

Selena Silverio: As a general rule of thumb, Rowan has always avoided cops--now that her babysitter is SuperCop, that rule’s been shattered. SkyU and the heroes have held up their end of the deal, and Rowan plans to continue holding hers, but she doubts she’ll ever get used to the great and noble Verity breathing down her neck.

Alysha King: Though Rowan tried to maintain emotional distance from the students and faculty of SkyU, she felt a sense of kinship with the Electric Hawk after digging up her personal history. Very rarely had Rowan encountered another child of a villainous union on this side of the moral fence. Not yet willing to make herself known, she’s gone out of her way to ensure others don’t trouble Alysha, as they have in the past.