Can I get a roleplay?
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Thread Topic: Can I get a roleplay?
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Just asking.
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I will!
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Yay~
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^-^ Did you have an idea you wanted to do? Or would you like to continue an old one?
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I want a new idea, but I don't have one. I do have a character idea I wanted to use.
A girl who helps spirits travel to another world, and can see auras. She's secluded herself from others so long, she's mentally unstable and unpredictable around others. She hangs around an old cemetary, trying to finish ridding it of spirits. -
Hmm.... I could be a spirit you tried to help, but decided she wanted to stay with you~
Just an idea. .3. -
It sounds good~
^_^ So, charries? -
Don't we need a plot first? 3: And yes, I shall make mine~
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What do you mean? I'm no good with plots, anyway.w.
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Okie~
Name: Kairi
Age: 15
Sex: Female
Other: Killed herself after her abusive parents told her she meant nothing to them. Never liked makign friends- couldn't trust anyone. In school, she was very violent, so people would stay away from her. And somewhere along the line, when all she wanted was a friend, they could only mock and avoid her. Now, she wants to spend her afterlife haunting her own parents.. -
Name: Laila Jenna
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Other: Doesn't go to school, talk to anyone, extremely secluded. Along with helping ghosts to heaven, she also sends ghosts to hell as well, if she sees their auras require it. Extremely violent when around evil auras, gets nervous easy. -
Improv, I suppose. Before or after our charries meet?
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Before I'd say. And not it.
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D: Okay..
Kairi wandered through her father's dreams, graphic images surrounding her, dark, sexual scenes filled with women she didn't recognize.
So this is what the creep dreams about...
She walked through a wall that led to a bedroom crowded with half-clothed women and empty cans of beer, strutting right up to where her father sat on the bed, surrounded by the slutty women of his dream realm. He looked up at her, eyes hazed over in drunkeness.
"No." she whispered, and the dream around him disintegrated. His eyes widened, and fixed themselves on her tear-stained face. "Y-you..." she stammered, standing on nothing in the dark void she had left.
"Yes. Me." she whispered, her eyes glowing red.
The man awoke from his sleep covered in sweat, eyes wide and terrified, screaming a single word again and again.
"Monster!" -
Laila ran after a particularly stubborn spirit, agile as a cat as she leaped from headstone to headstone.
She soon caught up to the phantom, and dug her knife into it's back, watching it with wide pink eyes.
It disintegrated before her.
"To hell with you.."She whispered, and looked at the blood on the knife. She always wondered, why was the last thing she got from a damned ghost blood?
She thought about that as she stood there, silent.
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