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Polar Opposites ((1x1 w/SylveonGirl23))
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → Polar Opposites ((1x1 w/SylveonGirl23))Here's the funny thing, though. The cat boy acts like a puppy dog, sweet and excited. He gets scared of thunder and gets easily distracted. And the wolf boy acts like a cat. Cold. Never really sweet unless he's playing you, and very stoic. They have personalities that counter their species, and personalities that counter each other. When the wolf stands up for the cat, everyone questions it, and a teacher decides to pull them into a project together to make them close.
But will these polar opposites, when pulled into a pair project with one another, learn to be kind to their opposite and learn that, really, that person is their other half? Or will they push each other away, become angry and spiteful to each other. If there is one, only God knows.
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Name:
Devin James Masin
Nickname:
Dev
Age // Grade:
14 // Freshman
Gender:
Male // FtM
Species:
Ragdoll Kitten
Personality:
Happy!! Excited!! He often gets distracted and scared easily, and is told how often he acts like a dog rather than a cat. He seems to never stop talking to his friends, loud and kind to those he knows like him. When he's unsure of their preference of him, he's more quiet. He's polite, and can never truly say he's hated someone.
Appearance:
Crush:
Open
Boyfriend:
Open
Other:
-he's 5'4"
-needs love
Devin James Masin
Nickname:
Dev
Age // Grade:
14 // Freshman
Gender:
Male // FtM
Species:
Ragdoll Kitten
Personality:
Happy!! Excited!! He often gets distracted and scared easily, and is told how often he acts like a dog rather than a cat. He seems to never stop talking to his friends, loud and kind to those he knows like him. When he's unsure of their preference of him, he's more quiet. He's polite, and can never truly say he's hated someone.
Appearance:
Crush:
Open
Boyfriend:
Open
Other:
-he's 5'4"
-needs love
Carson Elliot Descan
Nickname:
Car, Alpha
Age // Grade:
15 // Freshman but basically rules the school
Gender:
Male
Species:
Timber Wolf
Personality:
Carson is often described as a loner or a kind of introvert, and admits to being slightly cat like. However, the truly opens up around his friends or his pack, and can turn rude or mean around them. Inside he’s a big softie and a big spoon.
Appearance:
Crush:
Open
Boyfriend:
Open
Other:
- Leader of the Full Moon gang
- Gay nugget
Devin shifted as he woke up. He glanced at the clock and smiled. It was 5:40. He slid out of bed, and slid off his oversized night shirt. He slid on his binder and a light blue cropped hoodie with "Pastel Boy" written in white. He slid on some ripped skinny jeans that hugged his waist and hips, and slipped on pastel blue converse. He smiled, and slipped out of his room.
Heading down the steps carefully, he entered the kitchen. He got out tea packets and turned on the boiler after putting water in it. He waited a moment, before the turning to the cabinet. He pulled out the Nutella and bread. He put Nutella on four slices of bread, before putting it in the microwave. By that time, the water was boiling. He poured it in a metal cup. He dipped in the tea packet, and let it sit. He turned at the beep of the mircowave. "Alright..." He whispered. He took out the plate, and put two of the pieces on a different plate. He ate a piece, humming and staring off into space. He then finished the bread, and turned to the tea. He took out the packet and threw it away, before putting in sugar and honey.
He sipped it after a second, smiling. It was too sweet, how he liked it. He put it into a metal water bottle, and he slid it into his bag after making sure it was locked. He then finished his breakfast, leaving two pieces for his big brother, Jack. Jack barely ate because he didn't have time to make food. So Devin made food for him. Devin left the small apartment, bag over shoulder as he headed to the bus stop.
After a moment, the bus pulled in front of him. He nodded softly, and stepped on. He pulled his phone from his pocket before popping in his ear buds and turning on the music. He smiled as "Sincerely, Me" came on, and he blinked. He closed his eyes, lost in the music. His ears twitched softly, and he wrapped his tail around his hips.
Devin wasn't pulled out of his music until he felt a hand on his thigh. The man next to him, a lion hybrid, glanced at him before grinning mischievously. Devin blinked at him, shifting. The man squeezed his leg, and Devin sighed in relief as the bus pulled to his stop. He scampered off as the doors opened, and inhaled sharply as he looked up at school.
Outside the bus stop, Carson could see a boy that looked pretty familiar... Kevin? No, Devin. He had to afmit, he felt like he should protect the little cat boy. Especially from other people.
He got on the bus and sat behind him, not in a weird way, he just liked watching the cat hybrids' ears twitch. He was instantly worried when the large lion next to him placed a fat hand in his leg. Pervert. He started to growl ever so slightly, warning the man to back off, then glared st h as he exited the bus and stood in front of the large school.
So he scampered away, into the school. He headed down the stairs quietly, footsteps light as he glided down them. He darted into the art room to avoid confrontation, and greeted Mr. Madein. Mr. Madein was a hyena hybrid who was a loud and joking teacher. He was kind, especially to kids like Devin who enjoyed the arts. Devin pulled out his sketchbook, setting his bag on the ground beside him. He grabbed his pencil case, opening it and grabbing a pencil. He flipped through the sketchbook to his most recent page, which was a work in progress. A girl say on a bench, staring at a squirrel. Cherry blossoms floated down from the cherry trees above, some finding their way to entangle in her hair.
Devin smiled. The girl was finished, shading and all, but the squirrel? A problem. He began a light anatomy sketch, before completing the body. He added fluff and eyes, which states back at the girl widely. Devin bit his lip, blinking at the picture.