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falling for you™
Love. What a funny thing to bring up. This isn’t something that all people think about. They don’t strive for love. It’s either doesn’t exist or it’s just a game. Something that is easily acquired and easily lost. A fake emotion. Lust, disguised behind a painful and cruel mask. Making their way through the thing called love, they learned that it really is just a fake emotion. Nobody can truly fall in love. All it is is a fairy tale. It’s not real. It never will be real. It will always be the dream that is so far away. The one thing in life that you cannot reach, no matter how hard you try. So why believe in it? Why encourage it? Why would someone consider slaving away to love, sacrifice their heart, their being for this dangerous and fake emotion? Not them. Not you. They’re different. You’re different. After all, love doesn’t exist.
“I love you” “Why are you still here?” Confusing words. Contradictory statements. This is what makes up love and romance. Nothing is for sure. Everything is a lie. Something dangerous. Unstable, unpredictable. It’s something that nobody expects to go wrong. A small lie may turn into a relationship full of only lies. No truth is said, and if it is, it’s considered a lie. People in love are able to fall for lies, almost as if they’re naive children once again. Learning from their past mistakes? No. They don’t. They won’t. Instead, they say they will never fall in love again, but they will. They will fall for the same traps over again. They won’t remember the failed attempts at love. Anyone will believe a lie if they believe that they will receive love from it.
Time will pass and people will still fall for love’s false words. It will still be dreamed of. It won’t ever disappear. Unless we’re talking about one of them. These people have grown cold to the world of love, or have never experienced it before and reject the concept of it. They don’t cry because of a breakup. They don’t feel the pain of their loved one walking out of the room, never looking back. Pain isn’t love. Love means nothing to them. Truly, it’s something that they don’t even posses. Playing with love is a hobby for some, avoiding it is natural, and they will even look beyond love. Beyond the idea of feeling something for another person that would be considered romantic. How can someone be that heartless? Well, how can you be that gullible? Do you really believe in love?
Will you fall for it's trickery? Or will you become numb to the poisonous dream of love? It's your life. The life only you control. Don't let anyone tell you how to feel, how to love, how to live. But, a word to the wise... Don't fall for love's traps. The handsome men, the beautiful women, the perfect personalities. They are all there to fool you. To show you how beautifully painful love can be. You will experience heartbreak, cruel words, and feelings that you never imagined possible. But who am I to say that you shouldn't believe in love. I'm simply a shadow, carefully watching love unfold in the most beautiful, yet twisted ways...
For those who have abandoned the idea of romance, they often finds themselves a bit lost in life. So Mrs. Tribbiani, a very kind elderly Italian woman, decided to open her oversized house to becoming rented. That's right, she created a boarding house. However the tenants only know about the boarding house because of one thing. They are close to Mrs. Tribbiani and have experienced something that rendered them a bit homeless if you will. The most common thing was breakups. Getting kicked out of the shared apartment or house, you know the works. This roleplay will be focusing on her 10 tenants who have all encountered love in a negative light and just wanted an escape from their old life. What better way than to live with strangers?
“I love you” “Why are you still here?” Confusing words. Contradictory statements. This is what makes up love and romance. Nothing is for sure. Everything is a lie. Something dangerous. Unstable, unpredictable. It’s something that nobody expects to go wrong. A small lie may turn into a relationship full of only lies. No truth is said, and if it is, it’s considered a lie. People in love are able to fall for lies, almost as if they’re naive children once again. Learning from their past mistakes? No. They don’t. They won’t. Instead, they say they will never fall in love again, but they will. They will fall for the same traps over again. They won’t remember the failed attempts at love. Anyone will believe a lie if they believe that they will receive love from it.
Time will pass and people will still fall for love’s false words. It will still be dreamed of. It won’t ever disappear. Unless we’re talking about one of them. These people have grown cold to the world of love, or have never experienced it before and reject the concept of it. They don’t cry because of a breakup. They don’t feel the pain of their loved one walking out of the room, never looking back. Pain isn’t love. Love means nothing to them. Truly, it’s something that they don’t even posses. Playing with love is a hobby for some, avoiding it is natural, and they will even look beyond love. Beyond the idea of feeling something for another person that would be considered romantic. How can someone be that heartless? Well, how can you be that gullible? Do you really believe in love?
Will you fall for it's trickery? Or will you become numb to the poisonous dream of love? It's your life. The life only you control. Don't let anyone tell you how to feel, how to love, how to live. But, a word to the wise... Don't fall for love's traps. The handsome men, the beautiful women, the perfect personalities. They are all there to fool you. To show you how beautifully painful love can be. You will experience heartbreak, cruel words, and feelings that you never imagined possible. But who am I to say that you shouldn't believe in love. I'm simply a shadow, carefully watching love unfold in the most beautiful, yet twisted ways...
For those who have abandoned the idea of romance, they often finds themselves a bit lost in life. So Mrs. Tribbiani, a very kind elderly Italian woman, decided to open her oversized house to becoming rented. That's right, she created a boarding house. However the tenants only know about the boarding house because of one thing. They are close to Mrs. Tribbiani and have experienced something that rendered them a bit homeless if you will. The most common thing was breakups. Getting kicked out of the shared apartment or house, you know the works. This roleplay will be focusing on her 10 tenants who have all encountered love in a negative light and just wanted an escape from their old life. What better way than to live with strangers?
Well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue
Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession
Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor
Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard
I am your sweetheart psychopathic crush
Drink up your movements, still I can't get enough
I overthink your p-punctuation use
Not my fault, just a thing that my mind do
A rush at the beginning
I get caught up, just for a minute
But lover, you're the one to blame, all that you're doing
Can you hear the violence?
Megaphone to my chest
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Our thing progresses, I call and you come through
Blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you
But we're the greatest, they'll hang us in the Louvre
Down the back, but who cares, still the Louvre
Okay I know that you are not my type (still I fall)
I'm just the sucker who let you fill her mind (but what about love?)
Nothing wrong with it, supernatural
Just move in close to me, closer, you'll feel it coasting
A rush at the beginning
I get caught up, just for a minute
But lover, you're the one to blame, all that you're doing
Can you hear the violence?
Megaphone to my chest
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession
Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor
Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard
I am your sweetheart psychopathic crush
Drink up your movements, still I can't get enough
I overthink your p-punctuation use
Not my fault, just a thing that my mind do
A rush at the beginning
I get caught up, just for a minute
But lover, you're the one to blame, all that you're doing
Can you hear the violence?
Megaphone to my chest
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Our thing progresses, I call and you come through
Blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you
But we're the greatest, they'll hang us in the Louvre
Down the back, but who cares, still the Louvre
Okay I know that you are not my type (still I fall)
I'm just the sucker who let you fill her mind (but what about love?)
Nothing wrong with it, supernatural
Just move in close to me, closer, you'll feel it coasting
A rush at the beginning
I get caught up, just for a minute
But lover, you're the one to blame, all that you're doing
Can you hear the violence?
Megaphone to my chest
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
This roleplay is not a first come first serve type of roleplay. Right now I'm unsure of all the roles, but I'm thinking there will be a total of 10 characters max. I'm looking for really quality characters and all the jazz, but whatever. This roleplay in going to be pretty character driven for the most part and it won't take place right when everyone moves in, but when there is one new tenant to the house. I want to have it this way because I want pre-established relationships that will make it easier for the characters to interact and do things as a group.
Friends was a big inspiration for this dynamic of the roleplay, so I'm looking for a really quirky type of relationship between all of the characters. Romance doesn't have to always be endgame for certain characters. Finding yourself and surrounding yourself with friends is a major portion of this roleplay. It's supposed to be relatively light, but angst is always a given. I am someone who is a casual/detailed roleplayer, so that means for every IC post will be a minimum of two paragraphs. Yup, count 'em, two! The plot is a bit, meh but I'm hoping characters will really spice it up!
Friends was a big inspiration for this dynamic of the roleplay, so I'm looking for a really quirky type of relationship between all of the characters. Romance doesn't have to always be endgame for certain characters. Finding yourself and surrounding yourself with friends is a major portion of this roleplay. It's supposed to be relatively light, but angst is always a given. I am someone who is a casual/detailed roleplayer, so that means for every IC post will be a minimum of two paragraphs. Yup, count 'em, two! The plot is a bit, meh but I'm hoping characters will really spice it up!
