what’s up, fam ?! i’m lania and i’m here to bring my trash son klyde here. he’s loud and ready to annoy the sh** out of everyone ( even me ). also--i haven’t rped in a year so be gentle with me as i get back in the grove of things. send me a quick message if you want to plot or just talk about the good ol’ vine days and reminisce. i’m down for it all. now hit that read more if you want to find out about my boi and check out my plots.
neels visser, cismale, he/him. → look out, there’s KLYDE CALLOWAY. you know, the 20 year old TREASURER of GAMMA PHI EPSILON. you know, i overheard someone say that they were HUBRISTIC, IMPETUOUS, INDEPENDENT and HONEST. but that’s just rumours. THE SOUND OF A SKATEBOARD A MILE AWAY, SKINNED KNEES, AND PAINT STAINED VANS, come to mind when i think of them. what about you?
‹ man of the HOUR › ( trigger warning; death, drug use, & violence?? )
two criminals decided to have a child. a con artist and a bank robber decided to bring a baby into the world together. he was destined to follow a path of bad decisions the minute he was born.
he was born in manhattan, ny but was raised in multiple different cities. his parents were constantly running so he was constantly going. up until he was seven years old, he rode along with his parents and their crew. klyde lived his younger years always waiting. waiting for his parents to get back from their “work”, waiting to get to be a child, waiting for a home, waiting for everything. his parents absolutely adored him but they didn’t love him as much as they loved money. their greed didn’t allow them the true opportunity to be parents. their greed also didn’t allow klyde the true opportunity to be a child.
another year passed and when klyde was eight years old his father was gunned down in front of a bank of america. gun shots pierced through the air and klyde remembers them being so loud. shivers ran down his spine and elicited confusion. he was sat outside across the street from the bank in their getaway vehicle. but he just sat there, with his eyes close and waited. his parents always told him to just wait and they’d be there. it wasn’t until hours later that the police found him. sobs were consuming his body and his eyes were still closed. that’s when the boy first learned how to grieve.
after the loss of his father, klyde forgot how to speak for a while. the trauma rendered him silent and he was mute for two years. he had a magician of a mother who loved to do the disappearing act. she had settled back with him in new york. however as he got older, his mother decided to go on her con runs alone. she left him in a lavish home built from the hard-earned money of strangers he would never meet. it was no surprise he grew up resenting her and her fleeting image. the two were never close and once his father died their separation was not reparable. klyde couldn’t help but grow to despise the parents that cared about money more than them. however, he was their son after all and the apple does not fall too far from the tree. and by the time he was sixteen, he realized just how valuable money was.
klyde grew up to be the kind of man his parents would be proud of. he was far too honest for his withering heart. money left his palm with a careless vehemence. words seemed to exit his mouth before he could rethink them. the wide-eyed boy became the walking replica of his old man. greed etched its way into his heart before anyone could help him. he grew up with the notion that money meant everything. money raised him and cared for him when his parents couldn’t. he hated the way greed ruined his family but being obsessed with money was part of the calloway way. that boy’s dna didn’t allow him to be different and it got to the point where he didn’t even try. selfish indulgences became his latest love affair.
when he reached the age of eighteen, he went off to college without a word to his mother. he left a note telling her to wire him half a grand and left. of course she did it and continued to supply her son with money.
just like his father, a plethora of vulgarities always make their way out of his mouth. even when he’s in the midst of a loved one. this man has no filter or care in the world but he isn’t horrible like his parents were. he’s not deceitful like his conartist parents taught him to be. he was b e t t e r. as best as a calloway could get ( which was not much )
‹ man of PERSONALITY ›
even though his environment changes–he doesn’t change. he’s selfish, arrogant, honest, loud, and tries his best to be as kind as his honesty lets him. he’s like that annoying younger brother no one wanted but loves. he’ll invite himself to anything you’re doing and make it seem totally natural.
MY GUY is the absolute worst when it comes to being in a relationship. he’s bisexual and has been in not too many relationships. he’s not a fan bc once he feels he’s like starting to fall for a person he’s like “ZOINK--g2g and ruin it” because he doesn’t do commitment well. like he is lowkey scared of being committed to one person and them leaving him bc it’s been a pattern in his life. so, he ruins it before it can go anywhere. or sometimes he’s just bored and cheats. he’s very weak around people who look good. it’s pathEtic.
he’s chaotic and does a lot of dumb shit and is up so late in the night that at one point all of his ideas are stupid. then, add him smoking weed and/or drinking and he’s a mess.
ARTIST ALERT !! loves painting and drawing in general. it’s his ting.
a skateboard is his main means of transportation and he carries a blow horn in his bookbag to scare the shit out of everyone when he needs them to move out of his way. he’s annoying x 2.
thinks very highly of himself and it definitely shows.
handles money and finances very well. he will talk your ears off about investing and making good investments and he does which is crazy. unlike his parents, he prefers to gain money in a legal way. his parents can’t relate
‹ man of PLOTS ›
familia; klyde has practically no family and issues with keeping people close. somehow this person managed to became practically his family. they are super close and have to deal with him and his obnoxious self on a daily. however, they handle it well and care for him for some reason.
exes; they probably ended in flAMEs because he’s the worst. he probably cheated on them or did something horrible to them and they ended. maybe they are the one person he regrets hurting? or maybe he doesn’t care and acts like it’s no big deal and wants to still be friends with them? maybe this was the person he cheated with and they had no idea until he let it slip one day?? the world is our oyster so let’s play around with this idea muah
muse; just your typical muse plot. he’s building a portfolio and he needs someone to insPIRE him. he will randomly have them pose for him in specific places and dressed specific ways so he can paint them. he provides food and beverages and chats to them as he paints. he’ll send them random texts in the middle of the night to meet so be ready.
the homie; this is his ride-or-die. these two get into chaotic and random shit sometimes that will leave people shaking their heads. they always find themselves in a mess but would always bail the other out in a heartbeat.
more to come when my creativity is at its peak....