Worse... (O/O)

"You aren't as evil as people think you are."
"No, I'm much worse."

Hmm this looks interesting! Can I join maybe?

Of course! Do you want me to explain more? XD

Alright! Yes please lol

Coolio.
This town is one of the most crime-ridden cities on the earth, all are in fear of one villain. However, there's a new hero in town, one who grew up in this city, one who was a childhood friend of the villain. That'd be your character, the hero.

Ohh okay, cool! Question: do you have any specific plot in mind? Romance; villain turning into a hero/anti-hero; death; etc? Or is it just kind of a "take it as it goes"?

Yeah, romance is usually a thing, but I tend to take it as it goes.

Alright coolio. Do you have any preference on what gender my character is? And ages? And will there be a template or are we just jumping in? sorry for all the questions lmao

I don't mind what gender, just tell me.
Ages should be in college or fresh out of it.
And we jump right in.

Was thinking male, if that's alright
Okay
Got it

Cool beans, let me write out a starter.

Silver stalked through the halls of his building, muttering things under his breath. He still had to plan the exterminating of those little rebel groups. People had started to get ideas and he needed to squash them down before they got too annoying. "Pepper crossings is where most sightings have been seen. Maybe the train yard?" He murmured out loud, wringing his hands as he thought.

Drake tore a hand through his hair as he got ready to go. He had just moved here. He needed to stop the villain that was ruling the entire town with fear, which meant he needed to get to know the town. He also had to figure out more about this villain. And get a job. And and and and. So many things he needed to do.

Silver found himself in his office, sighing as he fell into the chair with a sigh. He'd heard whispers of a new hero, mostly just saving cats and putting out a few fires, nothing to bother him yet. Still need to keep an eye out for him. I'll do more research later. Silver told himself, fingers tapping against the top of the desk.

Drake finished getting ready, and headed out. He didn't have a destination in mind, he just wanted to wander and get to know the town. So he did, locking his apartment behind him and walking through the streets fearlessly.

Silver sighed and stood up after a few minutes, stretching. He needed to get some errands done and he thought better while moving anyhow. Pick up weapons first, then groceries? Groceries first than weapons? He wondered, grabbing his bag and jacket from the coat stand by the door.

Drake kept moving, walking aimlessly. He glanced around, saw the fearful glances of the people. Fear. They're afraid of the villain that haunts this city. He thought, shaking his head. He wanted to end that. Wanted to get rid of that fear.

Everyone already knew Silver's face and where he lived, so he didn't do much to cover up his identity when he went out. He hummed a small tune as he walked the street, heading to his supplier of weapons. He'd need some new guns for the raid.

Drake kept going, eyes flicking around and observing everyone he passed. This city was very different than the town he had grown up in. Very different. For one, it was bigger. For another…well. It was semi ruled by a villain.

(Please don't do one liners bud.)

(ahh oof I'm sorry! On mobile which makes one liners different for me. One sec, I'll edit that)

Drake kept going, eyes flicking around and observing everyone he passed. This city was very different than the town he had grown up in. Very different. For one, it was bigger. For another…well. It was semi ruled by a villain.

As soon as he started walking down the sidewalk, people either glared, moved away, or both. Silver just hummed, paying no attention to them as he walked.

Drake, however, took no notice of the man everyone was avoiding, lost in his own thoughts. Where to go to get his groceries? And what stores would carry what he needed?

Silver brushed past Drake, coughing a bit. "Pardon me." His thickly accented voice spoke from behind Drake. He must be new in town.

Drake blinked. Wait…I feel like I recognize…no. Impossible. "It's fine." He replied. His own voice was void of an accent, thankfully. He hadn't wanted something that was so easily identifiable.

Silver nodded and gave a crooked smile, the same as one from his childhood. "Thanks." He hummed, brushing past the other with a peace sign.

Drake frowned a little. No, he can't be… He thought, staring after the other man. Not possible. I moved away and we lost track of each other…he can't be here.

Is he? No, he left this city and told me he wasn't coming back…
Silver blinked away the thought, heading into a vintage book shop called 'Old man sells old book.'

Drake watched the other male walk for a long moment. It isn't possible…but… He frowned, crossing his arms and thinking. It isn't possible.

A few minutes later, Silver came out of the store with a large duffel bag and fresh blood on his shirt. His dealer decided she didn't want to deal anymore, so she won't. Ever.