Looking for.a Literate RP
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Thread Topic: Looking for.a Literate RP
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* connected
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I love her, so it's all good!
Name: Nilo Anastasios Fitzpatrick
Gender: Male
Age: 19ish
Species: Wendigo
Appearance: Click me because this woman is too lazy to come up with her own description -
I love yours đ
Would you like to start? -
Do you want them to be familiar with each other, or just meeting?
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Just meeting would be awesome!
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Nilo waltzed down the street with his hands tucked into his jacket pockets. It was a lovely day outside, he noticed. Not many people were out, but the weather was cool and the sky was overcast. He stopped for a moment, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. Inhaling deeply, he focused on the empty space around him. There would be a storm soon. He could feel it. Ah, and he felt something else, too. He opened his eyes, wondering what it was that he was sensing.
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Aryia stepped out of the bakery she was just in. She had a chocolate chip muffin in one hand, and a coffee in the other. She had a busy schedule today, but something seemed off. Her heart started to beat faster in her chest. She hadnât felt like this in a long time. âGod damn...â she muttered, making her way quickly down the street. Someone was here that wasnât human. She didnât know how, or why, but she didnât want to find out. It usually wasnât good.
As she continued to walk down the street, she could feel the wind pick up slightly. The storm was getting closer, so she would have to get home soon. She looked up, and crossed the street. So far, she didnât see anyone that looked suspicious so that was good. -
(Bump ^*^)
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When nothing seemed to come into view, Nilo decided to put the feeling in the back of his mind. He took off down his path, humming to himself as he did so. When he turned a corner, he caught sight of someone else in the distance; a young woman with a particularly interesting sense of fashion. It looked like she had just stepped out of one of the many shops in town.
She was headed in his direction, by the looks of things. He looked away, not wanting to give her the impression that he was staring. However, he felt that odd feeling from before... Could it be her? He frowned to himself, curious to know what was going on. It was unusual for his senses to be this crazy. -
The sky darkened ever so slightly. Aryia looked around, and spotted a young male. He just seemed to be standing there. He wasnât looking in her general direction, but something wasnât right. âHey!â she called over to him. She didnât know how this interaction would go, but she would love to find out. Despite her anxiousness, she was willing to take this leap. She started walking her way toward him.
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The woman ended up calling out to him before he could come up with a game plan. Nilo straightened up, quickly adjusting his jacket and standing still. When she got close enough to him, he nodded, giving her a small smile. "Oh, hello," he said. "I've never seen you before. Odd, isn't it?"
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âOdd, yes.â she said, shuffling on her feet. âDo you mind coming with me? Itâs completely fine if you donât.â She looked at him intently.
(Iâm sorry for the short response) -
(That's okay, don't sweat it!)
Nilo looked at her in disbelief. "You want me to go with you? I don't even know your name, much less where you're going.." He looked her up and down, pursing his lips. She was definitely intriguing. "..Alright, fine. I'll come with you." -
Aryia smiled and turned around. âFollow me!â she said, adrenaline pumping through her veins. This didnât seem like it could turn out bad, but she never knew. After last time, she didnât want to find out. She swiftly made her way through the crowd, and around the block. Soon enough, she was at her apartment complex. It was on the 30th floor, which helped with certain things. She turned around to see if the stranger was still following her, and to her surprise, he was.
âAlright.â she said, a bit urgently. âMy place is a safe haven, but before I let you in, roll up your right sleeve.â -
Nilo followed behind her, shaking his head as he thought about how strange this occurrence was. Usually, he was the one getting young women to follow him home. He had never been the one to follow a stranger.
When they arrived before an apartment complex, the girl suddenly whipped around to face him. He instinctively took a step back, confused. "My.. Right sleeve? May I ask why?"
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