."..K-Kid? Is that really you?"
I have a really bad feeling about this.
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."..K-Kid? Is that really you?"
I have a really bad feeling about this.
Open RP
*flops* “One of you little shits needs to come here and entertain me."
Oh jeez. Now I know my situation could be much worse.
Open Roleplay
Stein rolls back and forth in his lab, across the room and back, over and over. He looks very, very bored. His eyes don’t really change to look around, and his computer is stuck at that screw screensaver. He keeps doing this for a while, then rolls over to his bookshelf and takes a book or two off, but puts them both back. A groan travels up his throat and his shoulders slump down. “Damn.." He turns the screw, “Nothing to do!" He lights a cigarette, though at least two empty packs are laying about the room. A bored Stein generally isn’t good for anyone’s health.
Maka hesitates before knocking on the lab's door. She isn't entirely sure how the scientist would react to her situation. The only reason she was at his doorstep was because things have gotten worse. Her secret would reveal itself eventually, but she wants to ask for the judgement of one she has trusted for a while now. One who has more experience in the world than she does.
Well, it was now or never.
She knocks her fist on the steel door three times, echoing hollowly in the night.
((It seems that The Game RP is dead :/
I guess I'll just be a normal RP blog))
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I held a staring contest with the surveillance camera on the wall. It was one of the few features in the blank white room in which I am now being held captive. Trying to remember how I got here only brings a mild headache.
My name is Maka Albarn. I don't know where I am or why I am here. One thing I do know is that I won't give up.
((This will be my first RP, but I'll do my best! :) ))