Welcome! We are a role play forum based off of the daytime drama, General Hospital and while the powers that be of this decades long show have dabbled in some pretty interesting storylines, here at Bleeding Love we strive to go above and beyond with dramatic, exciting and downright Emmy-worthy material.
Here, members can choose to play their all time favorite canon of the show- past or present, or even take one of their favorite kids and give them a little taste of what being a grown up is all about. Join the ranks as one of the many crazy and notable families or knock it out of the park with someone who can give them all a run for their money.
Whether you are a doctor, mobster or a scapegoat, there is something for everyone here in Port Charles and for over six years, Bleeding Love has been the General Hospital RP source to get it.
Our members are friendly and welcoming so stop by our chat box if you have any questions or just to chat about the show- we don't bite. While here though, keep in mind that we encourage our cast to have fun, play hard and even more... to let their characters bleed.
This site belongs to Cheryl & all of its current members. All canon characters of the show belong to ABC, as well as any General Hospital-specific details [with a little BL twist.] All posts and graphics belong to their creators. The plot and site content belongs to the minds of the staff and we would like to thank them for their hard work and dedication in keeping this site up and running.
Coding comes from all over, including [but not limited to] Proboards Support, Smangii, Wormopolis, Dynamic Drive, SoCal and more. Graphics were created by this site for this site so please don't steal them. If you would like to use something from Bleeding Love;;- ask. For any credit related inquiries or if we've forgotten to add you, please don't spam our chat box. Instead, email facemyfire@yahoo.com
On December 21, 2012, every man on the face of the Earth looked to the White House for a warning as to whether or not a catastrophic event would occur as the Mayans had predicted. The president swore that there was nothing to worry about.
But, oh boy, was she wrong. Dead wrong.
At 12:21 p.m., she dropped dead. Along with every other female on the planet.
The men raced around in circles as the world feel to pieces. Some attempted to find a reason: most were convinced it was the Mayan's prediction, some said it was a government conspiracy, others blamed God. But none of that mattered. What mattered was the fact that whether or not the woman were dead, the men were still alive and alone... and they had to survive. With or with out the women.
And as they would all soon learn, if there was one thing the male gender didn't deal well with, it was stress. And the only real way they know how to deal with it was to have sex. But with no one to have sex with... they were fucked. Literally. Site - Rules - Plot - Claims - Questions - Advertise