Saved by a Killer
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Thread Topic: Saved by a Killer
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So who do you wanna be?
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Can I be the persons who's family was killed?
If that's okay with you. -
Sure. Fine by moi.
Wait... what genders are you comfortable with? And what sexual orientations? -
Haha I'm used to anything along those lines (which is so sad because I'm so young) but nothing more than kissing? And I'll be a girl.
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Wait... how old are you? 0.0
Awesome, I'm always a girl.
I've never done a girl x girl once before, it's about time someone wanted to do one. -
13. (Never actually done any of it if that's what you're wondering. It's just really complicated.)
Haha, we can just make a guy character or something to go along with it? -
Oh, okay. I can try. Lemme dig through characters...
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okay I'll just post mine now while you're coming up with yours.
Name: Scarlet Grey
Age: fifteen almost sixteen.
Looks: Long red hair that's wavy, pale skin, blue eyes, tall, anorexic skinny, lots of scars on her body.
Wears: depends on the situation.
Personality: Shy, quiet, opens up to only certain people, used to insults, has a sharp tongue.
Others: Has a dark past. -
Name: Syriel (no last name)
Age: 19
Looks: Black hair and gray eyes
Wears: Black hoodie, black jeans, and black converse.
Personality: Sadistic, insane, murderous.
Others: Kills with a knife.
Do you want me to start? -
Yeah, I'm not good at starting roll plays. Haha.
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Yeah, I'm not good at starting roll plays. Haha.
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Okay...)
Syriel roamed the streets. It was late at night, and be was thirsty for blood. Not to drink it, but to spill it. Yo have it splattered on walls and in his hoodie. To have it stain a bed, or curtains, or a carpet. -
Scarlet sits on the couch, looking down at her hands as her parents yell at her. They were drunk again, and high on METH. She didn't need, or want this. "YOU'RE PATHETIC!" her father shouted, while slapping her. It was hard, and Scarlet was sure that it would leave a bruise. She looked up as tears started to form in her eyes, but she prayed that the dam would keep them in her eyes. "Get out of my face," her father ordered harshly.
Scarlet took no time rushing to her room after that. -
Walking by a house with lights, Syriel heard yelling. A menacing smile came over his face, as he pulled out his knife, heading towards the back side if the house to search for an entrance.
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Scarlet made sure to shut the door after her and she locked it. She sat on the floor since she didn't have a bed and she cried. She didn't care if her parents heard her and took satisfaction in it or not, she didn't care if they died tonight and she never saw them again. She just wanted it to stop.
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