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So I have this idea for a series inspired by Ramshackle. It's called "Stray Kids" and it's about four homeless kids who are like family to each other. They lead a good life even though they don't have it easy, but everything goes wrong when the new mayor of the city they live in, plans to get rid of people from the streets. Now they must find a way to save the streetwalkers and maybe change some things in their world in the process ;]
Brandon is not one of these four, but he also comes from the streets. He is a dealer and seller of various illegal drugs, items, etc. He belongs to a gang that deals professionally. He will also experience various adventures with the main four 🤫
☆Name: Brandon
☆Age: 19
☆Pronouns: He/They
☆Orientation: Gay
■About■
● Sells illegal items
● Belongs to a gang
● Gay as fuck
● Emo boy
● Loves to tease people
● sometimes he's a bit of an asshole
● Bad but sad boy
● Tired all the time
● Professional fraudster and conman
● He has been in this gang since he was 9 years old
● He loves dogs
● He doesn't know where he comes from or who his parents were, only that the bandana he has around his neck was from someone important
● It may not seem like it, but he is easily embarrassed, but he hides it well
● If you piss him off, he may kill you
● Carry a knife twenty-four an hour
● He secretly draws things but keeps it in his notebook because he would probably get ridiculed
● Plays the guitar a little, but not very well
● He is in the gang mainly because it gives him a roof over his head and money. He secretly hates a lot of people there
■Like■
● Rock Music
● Music with lewd lyrics
● Dogs
● Cheat people
● Draw
● dark colors
● Rock style
● Alcohol
● People like him
● Outplay others
● Play games
● Sleeping
■Hate■
● Gang members
● Cats [And especially be compared to them]
● Mean rich people
● Do things he is forced to
● When someone hurts dogs or other animals
● When he can't sleep
● A sound similar to a gun shot (he has a bad association with it)
■Some facts■
● Often feeds stray dogs
● He doesn't sell stimulants to young people because he knows how easy it is to become addicted and how much money they can lose
● Once he thinks, he always bites his lower lip
● Sees well in the dark
I know that I said that I needed help thinking of a name for this boi, but I already thought of one, Brandon. So now, here is a story.
It was a slow day at your highschool. Even though it was Friday, it felt so wrong. You were at least a little happy when the bell rang for the last class, but then, you remembered that you have a quiz today. "Jeez, it's like this day couldn't get any worse." You said under your breath. You then started to hear footsteps right behind you, you don't have any classes with your friends and people tend to leave you alone because of your aura. So, it was a little odd having someone following you and your very curious to see who it is. When you finally ger to your classroom, you saw the person who was following you. A boy with an oversized sweater on and hair covering his eye, who was also on the chunky side. Turns out, he is a new student and was following you to find this class. The teacher tells him to sit next to you and then the quiz starts. You were on question six when you started to hear a low, quiet rumbling. You look to where it is coming from and it is coming from the new kid, who was clenching his sweater right where his stomach was. Even thought it was a quiet growl, you still checked to see if anyone else heard it. No one, he was safe from embarrassment. Time goes by and your almost done, but then his stomach growls again, but, louder. Loud enough for the teacher to hear it. "Does anyone know what that sound was?" She asked, everyone shrugged and said that they don't know either. You didn't say anything, instead, you looked at him again and saw that he was on the verge of crying. He let go of his pencil and put his hands on his head to cover up the tears. He shouldn't have moved his hand because it then let out a very loud growl that got everyone's Attention. "Who is making that noise?" The teacher said in an annoyed tone. Without hesitation, you stood up. "It's me, ms. I am very sorry for disturbing the class." You said with your eyes closed and head pointed down to make it look like you were embarrassed even though you weren't. She tells you that it is okay and you sat back down. Three minutes later, the class was finally over. You went to your locker to get everything so spring break can happen. You felt a hand on your shoulder and you turn around. "Thanks for helping me." You heard a quiet voice speak, it was him! "No problem, it wasn't that bad." You said, he looked really adorable up close. "Won't you get picked on for saying that your stomach was growling though?" He asks in a concerned way. You smile at his face. "People are scared of me because of what I did on the first day. I beated the crap out of a boy for looking at me in a bad way." His stomach growled again, making him wince. You then got an idea in your head. Without speaking, you grabbed his arm and pulled him to the parking lot, where both of you got in your car. He kept on asking you questions of where you were taking him, but you wouldn't answer. Soon, you park at a place that he has never been to before. "Where are we?" He asks one last time. "The best ice cream place here!" You said in a happy tone. You asked him what his favorite flaver was, but, he tells you that he has never tried ice cream before. You told him to go sit down at one of the tables while you order. Minutes later, you came back to him with a big sundee bowl. You place it down in the middle of the table and sit down. He looks at it with a wide eye and a little bit of drowl coming out of his mouth. You take his spoon and scoop up some of it and try to feed him it. He hesitates for a second before finally taking it. You could see it on his face that he was loving it. You both start eating. You ask him his name. "Brandon, Brandon Williams." You decided that you will always be around this sweet boy.
I've got another character for yall
His name is Alex. He is seventeen(Brandons age) and a goth. He tends to get mixed up by other people who call him emo, but, he doesn't mind. He may look like Y/N because of his eyes, but that's how they look.
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