DESPERATELY WANNA RP ALL THE SUDDEN, SO LIKE FOR A STARTER PALS.
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DESPERATELY WANNA RP ALL THE SUDDEN, SO LIKE FOR A STARTER PALS.
arkawaiting:
tim flicks his cigarette to the ground; he blows out the remainder of smoke in his lungs and takes a deep inhale. he doesn’t want to hear patrick out. he REALLY doesn’t want to do that, but if that’s what it takes to put him at ease, he’ll do it.
“i think we both know why i don’t trust you. don’t play stupid. what’s your bargain?” he’s straight forward. he’s too tired not to be at this point. he’s too tired of the operator. he’s too tired of his life seemingly flashing before his eyes. he’s young, and he just wants to live normally. things seemed to be a blur, and there was no end in sight. “i don’t think there’s a damn thing you have to offer that’ll ever benefit michael.”
“My, my, you’re so eager to know! That’s good. Good attitude.” Patrick ignores the rudeness, even though part of him wants to slam his elbow directly into Tim’s windpipe. He just smiles though, takes a step forward more so into the light - there’s clearly blood stains on his shirt, and the rolled up sleeves show scarred skin. “As you can tell, Michael is really, really messy to take care of. It’s hard to keep an eye on him at all times. So, I’m basically asking you to babysit. Keep him occupied, make sure he doesn’t get a gun and blow our brains out, yadda yadda!”
arkawaiting:
tim is ready to run as soon as patrick’s voice hits his ears. he can tell it’s not michael immediately. his mind flashes imagery of the last time they’d met. the first time he’d been broken and damaged in front of michael and the last time, as he’d fled the scene as soon as he could. he stiffens under the park lamp, a sickly feeling twisting his guts. “patrick.”
he turns to face him, watching his approach. the demeanor confirms it. there’s no hint of michael. he curses the fact that they’re utterly alone here. smoke billows out around tim in an exhale; it borders on a frustrated sigh, and he prepares himself for whatever is going to come next.
“i look about as fine as i can,” the reply is honest. there’s no reason to try to sugarcoat things. they both know what’s going on here. this is just the banter before the attack — it’ll mean nothing in mere moments. “you look fine, as usual.”
“I’m flattered that you think so! It’s hard to look good when Michael tries so hard to keep bad habits alive.” Patrick had no need to expand of just what bad habits Michael had - his rolled up sleeves made it clear; the exposed part of his arms marked up with old cuts, and a few seemingly fresh ones covered in band aids. “You’re so tense, my friend. What, do you not trust me?” A smile crossed his face just for a moment, “Please, do relax - I promise I’m not here to hurt you. In fact, I’m here to make you an offer. A bargain, if you will. I’m sure you’ll be interested in it - it’s mutually benefiting. For the three of us.” He waits for a reply before continuing, hands going behind his back and clasping together. Patrick stands straight, confident, knowing that Tim isn’t fool enough to try to run just yet. No, he’ll want to hear what he has to say first. Then maybe he’ll run. And well, Patrick’s prepared to chase.
i know i JUST hoped on but im very tired so im going to go to bed. i promise ill be back tomorrow. would love some rps so maybe like/message if you wanna plot? idk feel free to do whatever!
if my 13 year old self could see me now she’s be like i can’t believe you’re still alive
i know you don't rp much anymore but it always makes me happy to see you, you're my favorite michael/patrick and i just love you and hope you're doing ok
Aw, this is so sweet! Thank you anon, I appreciate it. I just never get an rps going on here because the Slenderverse has sorta dried up. Maybe I should try to stick around or something lol
WE ARE TOGETHER FOREVER NOW.