Roleplay anyone?
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Thread Topic: Roleplay anyone?
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Enya gritted her teeth, not moving. She just willingly sat there, swearing under her breath. She complated what to do, quietly.
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Zane, standing up, stood in front of Grace, though he knew he stood no chance, being injured.
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The boy with the black hair forced Enya to stand up and he put her back to his chest. Evan tried to fight them off but they pointed a gun to Enya's head. "One move, and you won't see your sweetheart ever again," he threatens dragging her out of the room.
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The same was done with Grace as the blonde held her, putting a cold blade to her throat, telling her if she tried to get away that he'd slit her throat, and then he left the room, locking the door while dragging Grace up a set of stairs. -
Enya bit the side of her mouth, and said, simply, "You know, this is really getting old." She managed a laugh.
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Zane frowned, trying to look tough around Evan. "How you doing?" He asked him, with a gulp. -
"Shut up!" he ordered quietly as they were brought out side.
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Grace and Enya were then shoved into the back of a red car. The blonde pulled out a gun and pointed it at them. "You keep your heads down, got it?" he asked.
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Evan grumbled as he forced himself to stand up and he started beating the door. "YOU b------S!" he shouted. -
Oh I just noticed your late post! Sorry!)
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Zane, hating to see his friend like this, turned around to face the other wall.
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Enya laughed, humming, "You know to keep your hopes up high and your head down low." -
The blonde hit Enya across the face with the butt of the gun. "Now!" he shouted, while slamming the door and getting in the drivers seat. He started the car and then speed off.
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Evan heard some distant foot steps and ordering up stairs. "Zane," he says, putting his ear against the door. -
Zane tilted his head, mouthing, 'What?' As he turned around.
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Enya, who had a bloody nose, suggested, "You know, some screamo would make this place amazing. Sleeping With Sirens? OOOH, Motherf---ing Black Veil Brides!" -
"I think there's other people up stairs," Evan says, turning to face Zane.
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"You better shut the hell up right now," the blonde threatened, while turning a sharp corner.
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Grace put her head up a little, as she heard sirens. "Enya, the cops have found us," she whispered as she saw the flashing lights. -
"Make me." Enya snapped, her eyes showing no mercy for herself. Enya turned her head to Grace, nodding.
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Zane gulped, "O-other people?" -
"Yeah, like the FBI," Evan answers.
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The blonde turned his head to the boy with the black hair and nodded handing him his gun. The boy with the black hair then turn around and shot at Grace, just nicking her arm. "Next time it's her head," he sneered. -
Enya wondered if there were any sharp objects on her..Or in the car, even. Because slitting one of their throats would give her great pleasure.
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Zane tilted his head, "Why aren't they moving faster?!" He said it sternly, without much patience. -
"Ow," Grace says with no emotion, looking at her bleeding arm. She didn't feel that much pain since it only grazed her.
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Evan shook his head. "I don't think they know where we are... they're shouting a lot, so they're pissed... We're probably hidden well... HEY DAMMIT! WE'RE DOWN HERE!" Evan shouted. -
"Hm? I wonder where you would hide four teenagers? A BASEMENT, DUMBASSES!" Zane managed to laugh, which hurt like hell.
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Enya frowned, wondering where they were taking them.
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