I wanna do a soap, but I don't know what.
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Thread Topic: I wanna do a soap, but I don't know what.
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(BUT I USUALLY MAKE SURE TO BE SERIOUS IN MY RESPONSES SO IT TAKES 5EVER TO WRITE)
He turned, peering at his face. "Oh, it's alright. But I'm still going to call you Mr. Grumpy pants. It suits you." He walked a bit ahead down the hall, freezing. One of the lights was on, and running water was easy to hear. He groaned, turning back around. "He's taking a shower. That's so not cool. I hate naked fat guys." -
(THAT'S MORE THAN 4EVER)
Benton took a few steps towards him. "Well, we have two options, go after him now, or wait until the guy is done, and then get him, then." He leaned against the wall, tucking his Gerber in his hoodie's pocket. -
(EXACTLY)
James peered at his watch. "No, that won't do. We have exactly thirty minutes to pull this off before his wife comes home. I don't want her blood on my hands and a little orphan to be crying day and night. We have to do it now. He usually takes a long shower.. Too long to give us time to kill him in time." -
(SO FAB SO SWAG xP
I FEEL LIKE BENTON SHOULD HAVE A BRITISH ACCENT BUT IDK)
He let out an exasperated sigh. "Then we are going in there and killing him in that shower. If you aren't comfortable, then feel free to stay here." Benton chewed the inside of his cheek impatiently. -
(THAT'D BE HOT)
"Alright. Since I don't want to steal your thunder, I have a plan. You use your thingy and knock him out so I can chop his head off! And then we can leave and pretend like this never happened. You can sleep tonight knowing you let a young adult satisfy their dream of chopping another b----'s head off." -
(IT'S HAPPENING)
Benton's eyes widened as he drew in a breath to level himself. "Okay, whatever, Chopper." He strolled into the room, whistling lightly, which was barely audible. He pulled his Gerber and neared the bathroom. -
(James can be Australian--/shot nu Dark nuuuuu
So, should James be transferred to Benton's organization/home, or should it be vis versa?)
James followed suit, his eyes on the back of Benton's head. He didn't want to have to see that ugly s---. He liked some guys, but he just knew that the mayor would be so horrid. He wondered how the wife was able to have sex with him. Shuddering, he clutched the sword hilt tighter. He was glad he had another to be with during these tough times. -
(gozzamn that is perfect. xD
Whatever you prefer. :3)
Benton entered the bathroom, and almost puked due to the revulsion of seeing the mayor completely naked. The man had not even bothered to close the shower curtain. Luckily, he was turned away. Benton leapt forward, covering the man's mouth and plunging his knife into his back, right where it would attack the heart. This caused Benton's hair and top half to be hit with the water droplets. The mayor attempted screaming, coming to no avail. Benton twisted the knife, waiting until the mayor finally slid down. As soon as this happened, Benton slid his knife back out, moving away from the disgusting sight. -
(But then he'd be all "Ello mate"
Hmmmmm..
Hmmmmmm..
SHIP JAMES TO BENTON)
James slipped in after Benton, slowly crawling to the floor. With one hand, he reached in and chopped the guy's head off. He swiftly pulled his hand back before any water cloud get on his clothing. Standing, he covered Benton's view of the dead mayor. "That was fun! We should do that never again!" He pushed past the younger male, running out of the room. Jumping on the stair rails, he slid down, shouting "WEEEEEEEEE!" -
(lemme be stereotypical
throw another dingo on the barbeee,
-thats offensive
i have a cousin who is a dingo-
OKAY DONKEY)
Benton was amazed that someone could go into such a state of hyperactivity after murdering someone. He walked out, carefully going down the steps, itching the skin near his cover. The sogginess was beginning to irritate him. He glanced down at James, blinking. -
(omnomnom)
James was back in the kitchen by the time Benton was finished with the steps. He was nomming on those chips, standing on the table. "These are soooooo good! I can't believe they'd let these babies just sit out on the table like this. I'm just eating them to celebrate. Yeah.. Hehe.." He was scarfing them down like there was no tomorrow. He was content, just like a small child. -
(xD)
Benton was about to speak, but decided not to say what he was going to say. "How about we get out of here, yeah?" His eyes widened with the holy-f----i-just-want-a-shower-and-therapy-that-damn-mayor look that everyone gets sometimes. He cracked his neck. -
"Oh, that sounds lovely~!" James smiled, cuddling the bag of chips. "It was nice meeting you, Mr. Grumpy pants!" Suddenly, the man was gone, and a mask was sitting on the table where he had been. He was running out to his car. "That was so much fuuuuuun~!"
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Before leaving, Benton tidied up a bit, hating any messes besides the ones made by the jobs. When he noticed the mask, he picked it up. He ran out of the house, yelling, "You are forgetting something!" Which he might have been being stupid, but he thought that that James may have actually needed that mask.
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James was in the car by the time Benton noticed. He looked over at the yelling assassin. Rolling his eyes dramatically, he rolled down the window, shouting back, "That's my gift to you. Be cool about it. Oh, and the neighbors saw me leave. You better get out of there fast~" He quickly pulled out of the spot and drove off like a badass.
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