Anyone wanna rp? I'm bored (Open for anyone)

Johari slid her hand into Nile's and let him pull her up. "The new queen of Noliv."

(Idk where I came up with this mess, but I am intrigued)

"Oh, I'm so scared!" Azrael mocked

Johari looked around, dazed. Golden flecks in her eyes glowing ominously. "Umm, what happened?"

"You died. Sorta. EXCEPT THIS ASSHOLE REVIVED YOU!"

Johari stared at Azrael her eyes narrowing before spinning on Nile, "Why would you do that?!"

Azrael looked at Nile menacingly

Nile took hold of Johari's arm, "I have my reason, Cam come on, we're leaving." Nile scowled at Azrael, "Until next time."

"Until. Memento Mori." She said, angry.
(should I do another character?)

(I guess… Idk)

Name: Vozreal Rafter
Age: 13.8 billion, but looks 23
Sexuality: Abrosexual
Physical Appearance: 7'4", crimson eyes, broad shoulders, and smiling
Usual Outfit: Suits
Role in society: CEO of Rafter Inc., a big company.

Nile, Cam and a still confused Johari teleported to the capital of Novil, Vilon.

(My names are just each other backwards ; - ;)

Company names were everywhere! Even a big business simply called Rafter Inc. They made a lot of desigmer stuff, including designer clothes. The clothes had real gems in the seams.

(I'm stuck again.. help?)

(Maybe they bump into Vozreal Rafter himself?)

It had been days since Nile brought Johari back from the dead. They were walking around in downtown Novil when Johari accidentally bumped into a tall man. Nile instinctively pushed Johari behind him, becoming a mock shield.

"Oh, sorry!" He said, not unlike an old radio. the air hummed.
"Here's my business card, by the way!" He said, handing them it. It said Rafter Inc.
"I'm the CEO of the entire company."

Johari blinked at the business card before carefully taking it. Nile just glared at it, thoroughly suspicious.

"Name's Vozreal Rafter, by the way!" He said, summoning his pimp cane and walking away

(Sorry…)

(Sorry for what?)

(Writing one-liners!)

(It's fine, I just got brain dumb.)

(Mood)

(Bump?)

(Giant bump)

Later…
Vozreal Rafter was sitting at his desk, at the top of the giant building in the busy part of the city, when he got a phone call.