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Highholt

[ Name]: Dante Ruiz (optional accent on the 'e')
[ Age ]: 21 years
[ Species ]: African Lion
[ Birthday ]: January 3rd
[ Gender ]: Male

[ Pronouns ]: Him/His or Them/Theirs/They
[ Sexual Orientation ]: Homosexual
[ Romantic Orientation ]: Biromantic

[ Personality ]:
+ Clever
+ Confident
+ Dignified
- Faithless
- Steely
- Impulsive
[ Likes + Dislikes ]:

Likes
❤️‍ Tabacco
❤️‍ Humid days
❤️‍ Dancing
❤️‍ Just wearing boxers
❤️‍ Cherry Coke
Dislikes
❌ Clothes
❌ Homophobes
❌ Police
❌ Ghulport
❌ Papercuts

[ Hometown ]: Ghulport
[ Backstory ]: TW: Police Brutality
Dante, brought up in the rough town of Ghulport, defied expectations. At twelve, he was thrown into a heated debate with his Grandma (his legal guardian at the time) about being openly gay or not. Thankfully, after many minutes of anger, his Grandma gave in and Adande openly shared his sexuality at a very young age.

This caused him a hard life full of violence. Ghulport was a town riddled with homophobes which did him no good. The news of someone being gay swept through the community like wildfire. Dante couldn't step out of his apartment door without people pointing, whispering, shooting him glares flooded with hatred. Nonetheless, he carried himself with dignity and stepped down to no rotten bastard that dragged on him for his sexuality. School made this worse. He was constantly bullied and teased, knocked to the ground. Whenever Dante would fight back, his pursuers excuses would always win over his.

When the police came to his door and Dante refused to leave with them, he was brutally beaten by the officers and practically dragged to their patrol car with little belongings.

[ Roleplay Example ]:

Elliot was Victoria's project, and she lost him. This was unacceptable. Victoria never lost or failed her projects; especially school ones. And since she had met Elliot at school, by default that meant he was a school project. Turning on her heels with a scowl on her pale face, Victoria angrily began to speedwalk home. She dodged puddles and soggy leaves, contemplating about how her project was supposed to meet her at the academy's driveway. When he'd failed to show up after 10 minutes of waiting, Victoria impatiently left.

The early autumn sun was already beginning to sink beneath the horizon and the cold slipped through Victoria's coat and bit at her skin, despite the fact she was well-layered. Suddenly, a particulary strong breeze stripped the red silk bow that held her brown curls in a neat ponytail. As soon as Victoria felt it slip from her hair, she spun towards the direction it had blown, skimming the puddles and fallen leaves below, sometimes the bare tree branches above. "Get back here, you stupid thing!" She growled, chasing after it with outstretched arms, all the way to where the wind carried it.

Description

Highholt

[ Name]: Dante Ruiz (optional accent on the 'e')
[ Age ]: 21 years
[ Species ]: African Lion
[ Birthday ]: January 3rd
[ Gender ]: Male

[ Pronouns ]: Him/His or Them/Theirs/They
[ Sexual Orientation ]: Homosexual
[ Romantic Orientation ]: Biromantic

[ Personality ]:
+ Clever
+ Confident
+ Dignified
- Faithless
- Steely
- Impulsive
[ Likes + Dislikes ]:

Likes
❤️‍ Tabacco
❤️‍ Humid days
❤️‍ Dancing
❤️‍ Just wearing boxers
❤️‍ Cherry Coke
Dislikes
❌ Clothes
❌ Homophobes
❌ Police
❌ Ghulport
❌ Papercuts

[ Hometown ]: Ghulport
[ Backstory ]: TW: Police Brutality
Dante, brought up in the rough town of Ghulport, defied expectations. At twelve, he was thrown into a heated debate with his Grandma (his legal guardian at the time) about being openly gay or not. Thankfully, after many minutes of anger, his Grandma gave in and Adande openly shared his sexuality at a very young age.

This caused him a hard life full of violence. Ghulport was a town riddled with homophobes which did him no good. The news of someone being gay swept through the community like wildfire. Dante couldn't step out of his apartment door without people pointing, whispering, shooting him glares flooded with hatred. Nonetheless, he carried himself with dignity and stepped down to no rotten bastard that dragged on him for his sexuality. School made this worse. He was constantly bullied and teased, knocked to the ground. Whenever Dante would fight back, his pursuers excuses would always win over his.

When the police came to his door and Dante refused to leave with them, he was brutally beaten by the officers and practically dragged to their patrol car with little belongings.

[ Roleplay Example ]:

Elliot was Victoria's project, and she lost him. This was unacceptable. Victoria never lost or failed her projects; especially school ones. And since she had met Elliot at school, by default that meant he was a school project. Turning on her heels with a scowl on her pale face, Victoria angrily began to speedwalk home. She dodged puddles and soggy leaves, contemplating about how her project was supposed to meet her at the academy's driveway. When he'd failed to show up after 10 minutes of waiting, Victoria impatiently left.

The early autumn sun was already beginning to sink beneath the horizon and the cold slipped through Victoria's coat and bit at her skin, despite the fact she was well-layered. Suddenly, a particulary strong breeze stripped the red silk bow that held her brown curls in a neat ponytail. As soon as Victoria felt it slip from her hair, she spun towards the direction it had blown, skimming the puddles and fallen leaves below, sometimes the bare tree branches above. "Get back here, you stupid thing!" She growled, chasing after it with outstretched arms, all the way to where the wind carried it.