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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 20, 2007 21:52:01 GMT -5
Plot :: A young sixteen year old has been physically and mentally abused by her Bi-polar boyfriend, who she thought she loved once. But then some startling news comes in about the sixteen year old. She's pregnant by what her abusive boyfriend had forced her to do. Now, she has to get through telling her boyfriend about it, and actually trying to get help for him, for the baby sake. And for her sake as well.
Plot 2 ::The girls boyfriend has just been diganosed with Bi polar disorder; and they want to put him on meds. But when the girlfriend refruses him to take it, well; it comes back to bite her in the ass. He starts abusing her. How far and how long will it last?
Rules ::
1. Maturity. This is going to be included in the roleplay. Abuse, sex, drugs, pregnancy, anything you want. If you have limits please let me know ahead of time.
2.One on one. Is what this roleplay is going to be. I only double, so please choose from one of the plots above to have your female character play; and then the one left I'll have my female character play. Yes, we're both going to be a abusive boyfriend and victim. ONLY because I want it to be fair & so we don't have to fight over who is who.
Well, that's it...If interested post / PM me please. |
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 21, 2007 0:43:08 GMT -5
I am interested. I would like my female to be in plot 2 so I guess that means I'll double with my male in plot 1.
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 21, 2007 16:07:28 GMT -5
Ooc: Alright, sounds good to me.
Do you want to start first or would you like me too? Either is fine with me. ^^; |
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 21, 2007 20:43:11 GMT -5
OOC|| Yay!!! You can start and are we doing both of the relationships at the same time?
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 21, 2007 21:03:41 GMT -5
Ooc: Alright ^^; And we can if you want. For example I could maybe do...
[Plot 1 post]
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 21, 2007 22:16:48 GMT -5
OOC|| Okay, sounds good
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 22, 2007 2:21:04 GMT -5
Ooc: Alright. ^^;
By the way, It's past 2 am and I snuck on; so my introductions might not be so good. Sorry in advance.
Bic:
The sixteen year old hung up the phone; just receiving news that she was pregnant. No, she wasn't a slut. No, she didn't plan this. It was her boyfriends fault; and that's just taking it lightly. Her name was Yulia, Yulia Rose to be exact. And right now? She was living a nightmare, because of her stupid relationship.
Hoping that her boyfriend wouldn't come over today, Yulia went over to her bed and just laid there. Crying. She didn't care who saw. All she cared about was her safety; she didn't feel that safe when she was with her boyfriend, obviously.
All she could do now was sit there on her bed, until the time she would have to come clean and tell that she was pregnant.
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"Goddammit! Where the hell is she?" The voice was from a male, one angry one at that. You could tell by his voice that he wasn't in such a great mood. He was just diagnosed with bi polar disorder, and they wanted Joey to be put on medication. His girlfriend refused, though.
At the moment; he was quite mad at her for that. And there was no way that was going to go un-noticed. Joey grabbed his keys, not caring that he was wearing an old white t-shirt and a pair of raggy old jeans. He was going to pay alittle visit to his girlfriend house.
Once he arrived there; he put on a fake smile -- more like a fake attitude just in case her parents were home. Joey knocked on the door, and waited for his girlfriend to open the door and let him in. |
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 22, 2007 12:42:17 GMT -5
OOC|| That’s totally fine lol, I thought it was great! It’s only an intro. Oh, and I am fine with the maturity of this roleplay… My character can swear right? Lol. I’ve actually be looking for one where I can write real stuff instead of having to change it and not get the real message across.
BIC|| Michael slammed the door to his car, his seventeen year olds mind racing.
‘Why hasn’t she called me today, she’s probably cheating on me again.’ He thought putting the keys into the ignition. He always felt she was cheating on him.
He was bi-polar and today was not a very good day. His father had just threatened to kick him out if he didn’t get a job for himself and Michael was stuck, who would hire a Bi-polar teenager. That’s right… no one. Not only was he depressed he was also violent, especially with his girlfriend. Sometimes he didn’t know what came over him, he just couldn’t help it. He longed for the days when he felt happy and sane. Shifting into reverse he moved out of the driveway and onto the street. As he began along the road he looked at him self in the review mirror. His hair twisted and messy brown, his eyes a deep dark brown. Looking away he kept driving.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t tried medication. It was certainly an option, but it didn’t work too well and quite frankly he felt even more depressed. Turning the corner Michael slowed down looking for his destination. Yulia’s house. Finding the house he parked his car and took the keys out of the ignition. Opening the door he noticed his clothes, hopefully her parent’s weren’t around to see what a mess he looked like. Grey sweats and an old black t-shirt. On his feet was a pair of black converse. Before he stepped out into the road he checked to see if anyone was around, he hated starring people. They were all watching him. Seeing no one he slammed the door and stuck his keys in his pocket.
Michael walked up the driveway and up to the porch. Instead of banging on the door, he decided to ring the bell. Just in case someone beside Yulia was around. He could never be caught mad with her, though it was close so many times. All of his anger in his life landed on her and Michael was ready to vent on her some more.
OOC|| Wow, this intro is kind of close to your male intro oh well. They have to meet somehow.
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Slowly she opened her eyes. It was early afternoon at the Tragger residence and the oldest daughter had just awoken. Audrina slipped out from her purple and cream coloured covers and pasted a mirror on her wall. Her hair long, about halfway down her back was light brown. It was also wavy from sleeping on it. Her face was clear of makeup. She wore mostly eye makeup but had taken it off last night before bed. Her features were soft and delicate, her eyes green.
Audrina was a happy person, always trying to cheer everyone up but her witty sense of humour and smile. But the past few days she was drowning in thoughts. Of her boyfriend mostly, and his well-being. He was recently diagnosed with bi-polar disorder. He had come to her and talked about the doctors putting him on medication. She was against the whole idea. She had reason, clearly she was trying to look out for him and she had just seen a television show on the subject. It had said that mediation isn’t always the best way to help the disorder. Many of the times the patients became increasingly more depressed and become dependant. That was something Audrina couldn’t handle Joey going through. She also knew that he would have manic tantrums but she didn’t think those would pose a threat. Audrina knew that he could handle it. He was a very strong person. Things would be okay, they had too.
Walking into her closet she took off her pyjamas, which consisted of an old t-shirt and boxers and slipped a pair of sweats that had the pant legs cut into shorts over her underwear. She put on her a bra along with a green tank top. She wore this thinking that she was alone. She didn’t hear any footsteps in her house and remembered that her family was out to brunch with family friends.
Pulling a headband from her dresser she put in into her hair and walked out of her room and into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and heard a knock at the door. She jumped slightly. She wasn’t expecting anyone. She walked over to the door and looked through the window in the door. It was Joey. She opened the door to let him in.
OOC|| How old is Joey? I think my character is seventeen but I can change it if you’d like.
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 22, 2007 16:05:16 GMT -5
Ooc: Lol that's fine. And yes, your character can swear. ^^; I have no limits on romance, cursing, violence, anything really. And Joey is eighteen ^^; You don't have to change it.
Bic:
Hearing the doorbell ring; Yulia cursed under her breath since no one was home except her. If it was Michael, well -- she was basically screwed. Yulia got up from her bed, wiping her eyes quietly. She hoped that it wouldn't be obvious that she had just been crying.
"Coming," She called out as she made her way to the door; opening it quietly. There stood Michael, dressed in Grey sweats and a raggy old black t-shirt. This was going to be...interesting to say the least.
"Oh...Michael, Hi..." Yulia was lost for woods. What was she supposed to say? 'Hi, you got me knocked up and please don't hurt me?' No. "I really needed to talk to you...Good thing that you're here."
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Joey pushed Audrina aside as she let him in; not really caring if she fell or not. Looking at her up and down, Joey made a slight snicker sound as he saw what she was wearing. Yes, he was picky and really wasn't in a good mood to begin with. Now he was going to take his anger out on Audrina; like he had been starting too over the past few weeks.
Glancing at Audrina up and down once more, he shook his head. "What the hell is that? What the hell are you wearing?"
His voice didn't have real emotion in it; just the sound of a teenager criticizing his girlfriend. And Joey? He was enjoying it, really. Joey shook his head, pushing Audrina toward her bedroom; quite hard at that.
"Go change, into something nice and sexy for me. Now." |
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 22, 2007 16:58:20 GMT -5
Micheal stood at the door looking at his girlfriend. He noticed her swollen eyes. She had been crying. Not that he cared.
Oh...Michael, Hi..." Yulia was lost for woods. What was she supposed to say? 'Hi, you got me knocked up and please don't hurt me?' No. "I really needed to talk to you...Good thing that you're here."
A disgusted look came over his face and replied, "What? That your cheating on me. I knew it. You slut." he remarked and pushed her back slightly. "Just tell me." he moved past her and sat in a couch. His mind was racing, 'What a bitch.' he thought and starred at her.
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"What the hell is that? What the hell are you wearing?"
Audrina stepped back feeling his push. 'What was up with him?' she thought and heard his remark about what she was wearing. "It's called clothes and I wasn't expecting anyone."
Joey shook his head, pushing Audrina toward her bedroom; quite hard at that.
Being pushed she tried to stand her ground holding his chest with her hands and pushing back. He was too being rough.
"Go change, into something nice and sexy for me. Now."
She gave him a strange look and felt upset. Why should he care what she wore, especially when she wasn't even expecting him over.
"Are you kidding me?" she laughed nervously. "What is that supposed to mean?" she added still trying to resist him pushing her to her bedroom.
OOC||I like how the board changes the bad words. Haha. I think you can change that though, if you want.
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 22, 2007 18:22:28 GMT -5
Ooc: Aha I forgot to talk the filters off. ^^: I'll go do that now after I post.
Bic:
Yulia held back her anger as she heard Michael's rude comments; she was used to it by now. It wasn't that uncommon anyway.
"No, I'm not cheating on you." She mumbled, just standing there leaning against the wall, not really wanting to sit down next to him. Would you if you were about to tell your boyfriend who pratically hates your guts that you're pregnant?
Sighing, Yulia looked around the room. "You got me pregnant."
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Rolling his eyes; since he expected Audrina to know what he was talking about. Her comments were just making him even more angry -- at her that is.
"I think you know what I mean. Go change before I do something to you that you will regret."
Joey was just trying to resist getting up and smacking Audrina right there and then. Though he never used too; he used to be nice as can be until a few weeks ago when they both refused to take medication.
"Do you really want me to hurt you, or not? Go." |
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 23, 2007 16:37:16 GMT -5
He listened, not really hearing the words clearly. Rather the short phrase boomed through his mind. What a nightmare. He sat silent from a moment and then swiftly picked up the coffee table with his two hands and easily flipped it sideways. He then looked over at his girl.
“Yulia, how could you do this to me, you know this is the last things I need right now.” He got up and tread heavily toward her. His eyes blazing. Michael moved his hand up to her neck. “You slut.” He repeated still holding into her neck tightly, he felt her gasping for air and a sudden change in mood was kicking in, which let her go. The depressed side was taking over the manic side.
“Yulia, your my girl. You know that I love you and I would never mean to hurt you. Sometimes I just can’t help it.” He said blaming his actions on the disease. “I really do love you.”
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Hearing his comments Audrina questioned herself. Perhaps if she agreed to simply change he would get over this fit and settle down. She looked him over and bit her lip. Would he really go as far as to say that he would hurt her? That didn’t would like the Joey she used to know. Slowly he seemed to make small changes, Audrina took notice but let them go thinking he would get over it.
She silently turned, “What do you expect me to put on for you.” She asked in a unenthusiastic tone. Her back was to him now. “All me sexy clothes are in the wash from the last time I saw you.” She then mumbled. She half stepped half fell into her bedroom from his pushes and turned to him once more, still questioning his seriousness. This couldn’t really be happening, it’s such an odd event.
“You know you should love me in whatever I’m wearing.” She let out softly walking toward her closet, but after a moment she realized that probably wasn’t the best thing to say considering her situation.
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 23, 2007 23:29:04 GMT -5
As soon as Michael let go of her neck, still gasping for air as she backed away against the wall. He could she do this to him? He was the one who got her pregnant. It wasn't her fault.
"You're the one who got me pregnant though, it wasn't my fault..." She whispered, since it hurt to talk now from when Michael grabbed her throat; quite hard at that. Yulia closed her eyes, shaking her head without saying another word. She just paused for a moment not knowing what to do, or say to him.
"Then please get help...Please, if you really do love me..." By now she was pleading for him to get help, almost in tears. Wouldn't you be if you were sixteen, pregnant, and was just pratically choked?
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After hearing Audrina talk back to him, Joey lost it. He pushed her against the wall, pinning her arms up above her head, slapping her with one free hand. "Did I not warn you? Did you not listen to me?""
Joey was yelling at Audrina, not caring about slapping her. He felt as if he didn't actually hurt her, since it was barely a slap. At least to him, since he wasn't the actual person being abused at the moment.
Thinking. Joey smirked as he finally decided to answer the question about what Audrina was supposed to wear, "Nothing. At all. Take off your clothes..." |
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 24, 2007 0:07:32 GMT -5
Michael looked at her and laughed. “No, no, no… don’t you all of a sudden change the subject. Just because I choose to not get help doesn’t mean I don’t love you.” His eyes narrowed. “You don’t understand what I’m going through. Now your gonna have a baby and blame it on me. I know you.” He said and walked a few feet away. He then turned to face her again. “You asked for it Yulia, and you know you did.” He scanned her face, she was probably going to cry or something now. “Have you told anyone else?” he demanded.
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Audrina slammed into the wall as he pushed her. Her arms were jelly compared to his strength. She tried to move her wrists but he was holding them to tightly. She felt defenceless. Once he slapped her, her delicate face fell to the side and she heard his words.
“I, I…” she gasped, her cheek was stinging and it was slightly turned a red hue.
She turned her face toward him and listened to his next sentence. Was he for real? Apparently. He was obviously quite serious considering their current position. She swallowed and looked at the carpeted floor beyond him. No way was she going to strip down for anybody, including her boyfriend… even if he was completely the opposite of Joey right now. It was just something she didn’t want to do.
“NO.” she yelled at him and was forcing her wrists to become free.
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 24, 2007 0:22:40 GMT -5
Yulia just simply shook her head, moving over and leaning against the wall; slowly sliding down it quietly, putting her head into her knees just incase Michael decided to hurt her again. She couldn't tell if he was or not. But hell, it was better to be safe than sorry. "But why won't you get help? Please..."
Trying not to flip out at Michael, since he knew for a fact that she did not ask for him to have sex with him, "How? You pratically forced me to have sex with you. And no, I didn't tell anybody. Why do you ask?"
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Joey was becoming impatient with having Audrina talk back to him all the time, why couldn't she just listen to him for once. Why did she have to do this the hard way?
"If your not going to coroperate then I guess I'll have to do it then, won't I?" After he had said that, Joey shook his head and slapped Audrina harder this time, now getting angry at how she had pulled her wrists away from him.
She wasn't going to get away from him. Not now. Joey slowly began to take off Audrina's shirt, smirking to show that he was actually serious. |
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