The name's Johnny Cade. I guess you can ask me things on here? Soda and Pony told me I should make one. To "get new friends, y'know?"
Here's some stuff you should know about me anyway:
I'm 16, so don't be weird.
I'm a greaser and I live on the East side of Tulsa, not that it should matter.
The gang says I got optimism? Or somethin' like that...
/-/he means autism/-/
I'd kill for my friends, so no Socs better try an' mess with 'em.
Don't pity me.
My best friend in the whole world is Ponyboy!
I can deal with the cold pretty well. You get used to it after a while
I never wanna see baloney again..
If I give you my switchblade, just take it. Don't say nothin'. ...Please.
...Don't make me talk about my parents.
OOC!
Hi everybody!! I don't kill him, I swear! /ref
I will roleplay with ANYONE and will be very happy to do so
This is mainly based on musical Johnny, but there are some aspects that might be based on movie and book Johnny.
All I ask is if you send something that doesn't make sense for canon era, don't yell at me for responding cluelessly because Johnny won't know what a labubu is (i do love people confusing him), and no NSFW. He is a minor and is taken (only person he would be freaky with willingly.)
If this is a bit OOC, I apologize
/-/OOC text and posts will be marked like this./-/
-Healed mostly, but has trouble walking sometimes and loses feeling in his legs often
-Trusts Dallas with his LIFE like he would let him do absolutely anything and be completely fine with it
-He just looks up to his big brother a lot
-Dally was the first person that he told he likes boys, and that he's trans
-Because Johnny trusts him way more than he should
-And Dallas was the first one to know/figure out about his sh
-Dally also found out that Johnny's dad was raping him, so he put him on birth control
-Only reason Johnny's living is for his friends
-Ooughh... so tired
-Bro has learned to sleep everywhere and anywhere
-Can either sleep through everything ever like a truck, or the slightest bit of noise can wake him up. Theres no in between.
-Trans FTM
-He really doesn't like thunderstorms and loud noises
-Thunderstorms remind him of when his parents fight, because sometimes the thunder is the only thing that muffles the yelling.
-He sleeps in the lot way too much at very low temperatures, so sometimes he'd just wake up in somebodies house because they wanted him to be safe.
-Has only ever willingly cried around Ponyboy, the other times he couldn't control it at all
-Suicidal to the point where on some really bad days, he has to constantly have someone near him so he wouldn't kill himself because he will find a way.
-Thrives on physical touch but will never ever initiate it
-Touch starved af
-Sweet until hes not
-Very sassy
-Gets overstimulated really easily but never admits it
-Also gets understimulated easily, but not as easily
Here's the gang so far! (update: this list has not been updated in a while + i will rp with ANYONE you don't have to be on the list i genuinely love interacting with people)
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*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*
I ain't scared o' him, I don't wanna see him. Damnit, I said I don't wanna talk about it, I don't got time t' explain it, now Dar's gonna come out any second now.
*Johnny runs past Dally and starts sprinting somewhere else.*
*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*
I ain't scared o' him, I don't wanna see him. Damnit, I said I don't wanna talk about it, I don't got time t' explain it, now Dar's gonna come out any second now.
*Johnny runs past Dally and starts sprinting somewhere else.*
*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*
I ain't scared o' him, I don't wanna see him. Damnit, I said I don't wanna talk about it, I don't got time t' explain it, now Dar's gonna come out any second now.
*Johnny runs past Dally and starts sprinting somewhere else.*
*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*
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*Johnny keeps walking, his arms crossed with his nails digging into his skin. His eyes were darting around, wide and uncontrolled. He seemed like he's headed to his folks' house.*
*There's an annoyed groan and the sound of bottles clattering. Must've been his parents waking up from being passed-out drunk. Johnny's eyes widen and he hops back outside through the window*
*Johnny eventually gets to Buck's and bangs on the door.*
/-/ @ask-buckmerrill nfff /-/
*Johnny's door opens and both of his parents are there. They reek of alcohol and sweat and stomach acid. His mother stares blankly ahead and his dad looks pissed.*
What the hell d'you want knocking on my door like that? Hood.
*He snarls like just being in the presence of Dally disgusts him.*
*Johnny wakes up from the movement of the car and looks around, eyes widening. Dally. His stomach sinks to the floor and his mind darkens. Oh my god. You did this, he's half-dead because of you, you caused this- jump out of the car. Right now. Jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car-*
*Johnny tries again multiple times to open the door. He sees Dally's split-open knuckles and he breaks his hands free from his grasp, resorting to digging his nails into his throat, tightly clutching.*
*Johnny keeps walking, his arms crossed with his nails digging into his skin. His eyes were darting around, wide and uncontrolled. He seemed like he's headed to his folks' house.*
*There's an annoyed groan and the sound of bottles clattering. Must've been his parents waking up from being passed-out drunk. Johnny's eyes widen and he hops back outside through the window*
*Johnny eventually gets to Buck's and bangs on the door.*
/-/ @ask-buckmerrill nfff /-/
*Johnny's door opens and both of his parents are there. They reek of alcohol and sweat and stomach acid. His mother stares blankly ahead and his dad looks pissed.*
What the hell d'you want knocking on my door like that? Hood.
*He snarls like just being in the presence of Dally disgusts him.*
*Johnny wakes up from the movement of the car and looks around, eyes widening. Dally. His stomach sinks to the floor and his mind darkens. Oh my god. You did this, he's half-dead because of you, you caused this- jump out of the car. Right now. Jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car-*
*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*
*Johnny keeps walking, his arms crossed with his nails digging into his skin. His eyes were darting around, wide and uncontrolled. He seemed like he's headed to his folks' house.*
*There's an annoyed groan and the sound of bottles clattering. Must've been his parents waking up from being passed-out drunk. Johnny's eyes widen and he hops back outside through the window*
*Johnny eventually gets to Buck's and bangs on the door.*
/-/ @ask-buckmerrill nfff /-/
*Johnny's door opens and both of his parents are there. They reek of alcohol and sweat and stomach acid. His mother stares blankly ahead and his dad looks pissed.*
What the hell d'you want knocking on my door like that? Hood.
*He snarls like just being in the presence of Dally disgusts him.*
*Johnny wakes up from the movement of the car and looks around, eyes widening. Dally. His stomach sinks to the floor and his mind darkens. Oh my god. You did this, he's half-dead because of you, you caused this- jump out of the car. Right now. Jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car-*
*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*
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What's your favorite memory with each member of your gang?
PS. You seem really nice and cool. I think ur beautiful, have a great day!
Um.... I like the memories of goin' out to shops with Dally in the evenin's to mess around and steal. Those are always nice.
There was this time in the hospital with Ponyboy but I don't wanna share the details all too much. I loved this one time where Pony walked with me in the lot after my dad was hittin' me and he hugged me and we laid in the grass and watched the clouds which turned to watchin' stars. Then he took us back inside and we slept. It was nice. Oh an' when we watched the sunrise in the church... But boy, I can't just choose one memory.
Soda took me on one of his rodeo times. That was real fun. One time I was pretty scared and he sung and picked up the old guitar. It put me to sleep.
When Darry was teachin' us acrobatics. I was havin' a blast.
Two-Bit and I went shopliftin' together and I got me some pretty cool stuff. I learned how t' pickpocket from him.
Steve's been tryin' out teachin' me how to drive. It's hard.
One time me an' Ace were cartwheelin' in the lot when no one was around.
*Johnny keeps walking, his arms crossed with his nails digging into his skin. His eyes were darting around, wide and uncontrolled. He seemed like he's headed to his folks' house.*
*There's an annoyed groan and the sound of bottles clattering. Must've been his parents waking up from being passed-out drunk. Johnny's eyes widen and he hops back outside through the window*
*Johnny eventually gets to Buck's and bangs on the door.*
/-/ @ask-buckmerrill nfff /-/
*Johnny's door opens and both of his parents are there. They reek of alcohol and sweat and stomach acid. His mother stares blankly ahead and his dad looks pissed.*
What the hell d'you want knocking on my door like that? Hood.
*He snarls like just being in the presence of Dally disgusts him.*
*Johnny wakes up from the movement of the car and looks around, eyes widening. Dally. His stomach sinks to the floor and his mind darkens. Oh my god. You did this, he's half-dead because of you, you caused this- jump out of the car. Right now. Jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car jump out the car-*
*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*
*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
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*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*
*He finally gets the door open, walks to stand as far away from the door as possible.*
I know you're here, kid. I ain't gonna hurt you, but I gotta make sure you're okay. I gotta know, alright? I ain't mad, I ain't gonna do nothing to ya, ya don't gotta talk to me. I ain't even asking you to listen.
But you're one of the people I care about, and look out for. I ain't always doing it the right way, I know that, but if ya ever wanna come over, the door's open, I'll set up the couch, heat some leftovers if ya want 'em, no questions asked. I want ya to know that. I want ya to know that I'm always gonna try to help. I don't care if ya come knocking 'cause the world's too much, if ya need a cut wrapped, no matter what caused it, if ya just need a roof over your head, somethin' to eat, or whatever. It's open for everyone in this gang, including you.
