I have a few ideas
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Thread Topic: I have a few ideas
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1)Charrie 1 and 2 are wanted fugitives in a futuristic America (or where ever you prefer). One Charrie has been working for the other since he/she was at early adolescents. They're currently be tracked, hunted down, or what ever you want to call it and are on the run.
I'll segest another plot if this isn't good. -
I like that one, it sounds good.
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Cool so let's start making Charries. I'll work on mine in the meantime.
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Wait, I just wanted to know who's gonna be the leader guy and the apprentice kinda guy. Who do you want?
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I'll be the apprentice guy.
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Name: Clarissa (no last name :o) or Claire
Age: 18 (young criminal too :O)
Looks: Red wavy hair, dark gray eyes, freckles on cheeks and nose, and she got them curves. And is athletics for reasons ;)
Wears: Fully armored body suit with weapon and the sort (much coolness very futuristic)
Hmmm I feel like I'm missing something. :/ -
Name: James Evergreen.
Age: 18.
Gender: Male.
Looks: Medium length silver hair that can cover his eyes and ears, big bright gray eyes, light toned skin, tall and slightly muscular build.
Wears: White long sleeved shirt under a black sleeveless shirt with a right shoulder guard and arm guard, black jeans and black rocket shoes.
(Them curves? I feel like there may be some sexual bits in this roleplay. xD) -
(Hmm you never know.)
Claire paces back and forth in the small apartment. It not much for the average person at this time, but it was all she could get without the government suspecting something with all the stolen money. She had decided to stick with denim shorts a loose Grey tank to match her eyes and a messy braid down her back. James had been sent earlier steal a few items from a gas station. Food mostly, and some beer. -
James came up to the apartment with a bunch of food items and a six pack of beer. After going in, he closed the door quietly and walked into the small apartment. "I'm back." He set the stuff on the floor and walked into the main room.
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She eyed him carefully. "Did you check for police before you walked in?" Claire looked down at the contents before grabbing a beer.
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"I checked the whole block for police, and none were to be found." He said while reaching into a bag for some potato chips. "You needn't worry. I'm careful when it comes to sneaking around." He took a handful of chips and stuffed them into his mouth.
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"Ok." She said taking a swing of beer. She looked back at him, crinckling her nose and a small giggle. "Eww, you pig, why can't you eat like a normal person." She jokes, giving him a small punch in the arm with her free hand.
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"Well, if I acted normally, then I'd be boring." James joked back, pretending to massage his arm. He then reached into the bag and grabbed a small object, burn ointment. He put it into his pocket and ate another handful of chips.
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She chuckled, settling into their old sofa. Before she could take another gulp of beer she noticed him putting something in his pocket. "James, what is that? What happened back there? Oh my gosh, what did you do?" Her eyes searched his for an answer.
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"It's not something that happened back at the store, but a long time ago." He replied, feeling uneasy. "I don't want to talk about it yet." He grabbed his left arm and winced at the memory.
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