I'M LISTENING TO THAT TOO
Cool RP B) (OPEN FOR FRENS)
(Anyone on?)
(Yup)
(Cool we should prolly wait for Jen and the others then…)
(Kay)
(hi sorry I've been trying to figure out what I can make for dinner for like the past hour and I've decided that it's going to have to be spaghetti noodles)
(Nice love those)
(lol I don't it's kinda plai. Also what's the rp about again?)
(No idea)
(I'm thinkin a futuristic train station thing….idk what do you guys think?)
(sounds good to me. But just so you know, I'm terrible at futuristic rps lol)
(Sure let's start)
(It's okay pal this is really informal. Who wants to start?)
(not me)
(I will if no one else wants to)
Name: Angelica Wilson
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Looks: https://pin.it/7tkmkc5gb5m3kg
Personality: Develop
Other: Straight, probably should wear glasses, but nooooo she doesn’t
(Niiiiiiiiiiiicccceeee)
(Niiiiiiiiiiiicccceeee)
(:D)
(Should I start?)
(Go ahead. :D)
(:D)
Sly walked through the doors of the train station and sighed. She had always loved this place. She looked around, trying to spot someone she knew.
(Feel free to step in)
Lloyd leaned against a pillar in the station, shifting his wings underneath his hoodie. He didn't know where he was going, he just didn't want to be here.
James sat on the bench, listening to the rattling of the tracks. He looked off into the distance while sipping his energy drink, not caring about anything else.
Angelica occasionally hummed to the tune of the music that phone played, cheerfully looking around the train station.
(This train station sounds grate.)
(Yeah I can't wait to go on and explore it!)
Sly glanced at the girl on the bench. Hey she knew her! Sly crept forward behind her and grabbed her shoulders. "BAH!!!"
James jumped upward, his face contorting. "Excuse me?" He asked. "Can you not? I almost dropped my Monster!"
("I could've dropped my croissant!" Also, if you're talking about me, i changed my rp character. It's one of my character's and he's a boy.)
(Yeah who is Sly talking about? .-.)
(Okay I was talkin to Scarlet…sorry…you could be next to her?)
Lloyd glanced over at the people on the bench. Friends? Has to be… strangers don't usually do that… He pulled out a compact book from his pocket and began reading.