Soapeth?
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Thread Topic: Soapeth?
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If ya have a plot, I'll love to hear it. If not, I think I got one. Okay, so I'm really into mystery and action now so let's do that. You must have good grammer and shiz so yeah. I'm not soaping with someone who types sloppy responses.
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:3 Me.
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Plot?
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I'm not sure you would like it, but let me post it.
Plot: a girl falls out of the sky, from an unknown dimension, for breaking the rules by her instructors in her private school. She lands in front of a house, a house of a girl.. The adventure continues.
That's all my mind could come across. It's crappy. Let me hear your plot? -
I'm actually wanting a normalish soap.
A guy is sent to a camp called Camp Fate and he quickly meets people (Your/my charrie) but also realizes that Camp isn't actually a camp. It's a place where crazy people kill the students in the camp. They have to escape alive.
(OKAY. THIS PLOT WAS IN MY HEAD SINCE MORNING. IT WAS MY DREAM ACTUALLY.) -
Yes, a horror plot! I'm in.
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That counts as horror? Whoops. Never thought I would be interested in horror...
Which charrie? The guy who arrives or the person he mets? -
Well, I don't know. Sounds normalized.
Guy who arrives? -
Lolkay.
Make your charrie. -
I mean, like this is like Normal Creepypasta. xD
Name: Jason Wickerfire
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Personal: Very quiet and genuine and sometimes secretive but once you get to know him he's pretty interesting.
Looks: -
OkAy.
Name: Trace Trenton
Age: 16
Gender: Male.
Looks: black hair with green eyes, lean body with one snake bite.
Personality: Cold, antisocial and serious
(WAT. I dun know what your charrie looks like fhioydcnkud)
Not it. :3 -
Looks: Brown floppy hair, Brown eyes, freckles, pale skin,
Fck.. xD
"Hm..." says Jason. Looking out the partly cloudy sky, this was his very first time at a camp. The air was thick and everybody looked bland. -
(Brb, food.)
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(Floopppppyyy. o3o' *totally thought of something*)
Trace Trenton sat back on a bench, watching the rest of the people at his camp play a game or hang out with their friends. He notice every week, five kids disappear but he shrugged it off. He didn't really bother to ask what's happening or ask where they go. Then a horn blew. A new kids coming... -
(Kk.)
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