So the S.O. of this thread is flexible. I will do either straight or homosexual, but I sorta fail at lesbian charries, so that's out. |D

Aaaaaanyway. I've been craving a good romance rp lately, and so have many plots to choose from:

1. ALIENS. 'Cos they ROCK.
Basically, this ain't your run-of-the-mill alien rp, where some hot alien chicks land on the planet and turn out to be uber peaceful at which point lovey-dovey stuff ensues. No, these aliens are here for one reason and one reason only: To exterminate the human race and harvest earth's resources for themselves. Hell, we could even have it where it's humans attacking another planet to harvest their resources.
Basically, charrie A [invader] finds charrie B [native of planet] whilest on a patrol or summit. They then bring them back and proceed to run all the usual tests on them, when something goes off course. For some unknown reason, this person can't help it... they've fallen in love with the native. After which- horror of all horrors- they try to escape together, while being hunted by the invading government. With no where to go and no one to trust but each other, what will happen to them? [open to being either person]

2. DRAGONS. 'Cos they RULE.
Not all dragons. Just one dragon [sorta]. Love story between human who is also a dragon shifter and a dragon hunter. The dragon hunters are unaware that the dragons they kill are actually people in dragon form. If this information was discovered, it would revolutionise hunting, and result in the extinction of the dragon race. So, what happens when the first hunter to ever learn of this knowledge is in love with the dragon themselves? Will they tell their knowledge to their seniors, or will they even tell their love that they are a hunter? No one knows but the person themselves. [open to being either person]

5. POWERED HUMANS. 'Cos I'm in the mood for summit EMOTIONAL. |D
Basically, this human with powers is best friends with a normal human. Knowledge of the other person's powers or not is undecided yet. The powered person contracts a deadly disease- or, rather, is poisoned by powered-human-haters- and there is only one thing that will lengthen their life span: The blood of a willing human. Basically, the powered human has turned into an almost vampiric person. So, will they choose to tell their best friend and ask can they feed off them- or will the friend find out on their own- or will they choose to die instead? Oh, and they both secretly love each other too. ;3 [would actually prefer to be powered/vampric person]

EDIT- Punctuation and grammar are a must. One paragraph per post minimum, except in the case of very long conversations.

Tld- Heh, I think I understand. (mostly) |D Also, I've got the perfect charrie for this. :D

Pyrr- Ooh, sounds fun. :D I'll make another thread, and you tell me all about it, 'kay? xD

Sounds good. :D So, where abouts shall we start? oxo Like, just after he's been poisoned, just before, a week after or later, or whut? Also, here's mah bio, feel free to use your own skelly. |D

Name: Lacota Wyster

Age: 17 [open for change, if you want. ;D]

Gender: Male

Appearance: Lacota has black hair that falls down to his mid-back. He prefers to keep it tied up in a pony-tail to keep it out of the way, and even then, it gets annoying. He has dark golden eyes, with flecks of yellow ochre throughout, framed by thick lashes, and tanned skin. He stands tall, six foot even, with broad shouldes, and is well-built and muscular, due to a lot of work. He wears darkly-coloured T-shirts and denim jeans. Most of the time, he holds a rather dark ex
pression on his face, but when he does smile, it's a smile full of happiness and life, that makes you want to smile too.
Has often taken a liking to wandering around in bare feet, possibly because he's very absent-minded and forgets he isn't wearing shoes when he leaves the house.

Personality: Neither shy nor out-going, Lacota will speak when he feels the need to. He sees all life as equal, and one thing he hates above all else is the needless killing of animals. When he's worried or anxious about something, he tends to become distant, and zone out a little. If he's like that, a hurricane could pass through and he'd be none the wiser.
When he realises he's becoming distant, Lacota often forces himself to be cheerful and happy- at least on the outside- to avoid worrying his friends or family. So if you think something's up, either look for a distant behaviour or an overly-smiley one.

Powers: Lacota has two powers, but neither are very powerful.

1. Lacota can shift into an average-sized wolf, impossible to tell apart from wild wolves, unless maybe you recognise his eyes, unlikely as they're wolfish enough as it is. His wolf form is that of a grey wolf in body figure, but with one difference: it's completely black. Not a single splotch of colour graces his fur. In this form, he is no stronger nor faster than a real wolf.

2. Lacota can- very rarely- sense emotions of people he is very close to. It happens very rarely, and when it does happen, he doesn't read their minds or anything. He can just tell the barest of inklings whether they're happy, sad, frightened, etc.

[[That's fine. :3 I'll bump it up for you the next time. xD

And yeah, I don't see why we can't do it here. :3

A week later sounds good. :3 I don't like school, so I'mma just say it's the weekend. xD Is it ok if I have him calling on at her house? oxo If not, I'll edit this.]]

Lacota brushed his hair out of his face with his hand, and looked down to realise he was still in bare feet. Great. With all that had happened, he was doing that a lot lately. He'd been out of school for the past week, after waking up one morning and discovering that he had suddenly started seeing his little sister as delicious looking. He had almost bitten her the day before, but he'd managed to control himself and brush her accusations away, saying he was playing a game. Cherokee being Cherokee, she believed him.

Stopping at the driveway that led up to his best friend's home, Lacota wondered if this was perhaps such a good idea. What if something happened like what had happened with Cherokee, but he couldn't gain control in time? He'd never forgive himself. Still, he'd been out of school for a week, and he figured he'd better let Sanae know he was ok. Whether he actually was or not was debatable, but that didn't really matter.

Sticking his hands into his jeans, he wandered up the little path that led to her door, and rang the doorbell. It was morning, though not especially early, only around ten or eleven; Lacota wasn't sure exactly. He'd left the house hours before and wandered aimlessly around town, before finally deciding to come down here. He did things like that often enough it wouldn't be considered weird- at least for him- but he still hoped she wouldn't question his reasons. It would be difficult enough trying to explain why he hadn't been in school as it was, especially as he didn't usually get sick.