(Hello? I started)
Hero Old People RP! (Open for all the 'want to be old' RPers/Please Join!)
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Eunice walks down the parkwalk, toeing pigeons and squirrels aside. The warm drizzle cheers her, and she grins broadly, white teeth like little pearls. She leans on her seriously-just-a-cane-nothing-suspicious-here, and watches early risers head to work. Hmmm, that young man is in a rush. He looks like a James.
Edna was old, but she wore it well thanks to yoga, hair dye, and a lot of money. She walked into the park to get inspiration for the last outfit she would ever make: A wedding dress for her godson's fiancee. It was raining, but she didn't mind that much.
"Hello cutie." Ben sighed, watched as three little sparrow heads popper out of the bird house as the mother sparrow flew down, "So stupid….and cute."
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Eunice fakes brushing away a tear once she finishes the mental story for "James," the young man who was out of sight several minutes ago. She'd gone for a tragic life story, just because he'd been smiling, and she'd enjoyed it very much. She finally moves from where she's been standing the whole time and continues to make her way down the parkwalk, frowning at the pigeons and winking at the little children, each at the park with their parents, not yet old enough for school.
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(RP, I command you, breathe! Live!)
//XD ok
Pushing himself off, Ben walked out from under the roof and into the rain. It was cool and breeze, everything was just perfect, so beautiful, so peaceful.
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Eunice continues down the walk and spies a park shelter. Ah, maybe I can sit down a moment. She reaches the shelter, saying a quiet hello to a man as she passes him. As she seats herself at a table she thinks, frowning, He-he looks rather familiar.
"I need some popcorn." Ben muttered, rubbing his chin. "And some…. coffee."
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Eunice smirks at the man's comment. She mentally answers. Me too, now that you mention it. She digs around in her knitted bag, once again thankful at the creativity of her friends', though often annoyed at their ability to make so many bags. A person should not own as many bags as I do.
She pulls out a candy bar and peels at the wrapper. "Mmmm." Chocolate has always been a weakness of hers.
"Matt should has some coffee." He muttered, taking a seat on a near by bench.
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Eunice frowns at the man's comment and she takes a bite from the candy bar. Poor, guy.
Smiling as a stray dog past by, he stood up and started following it.
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Eunice raises her eyebrows at the man's behavior. She stuffs the rest of the candy bar back into its wrapper and puts it back in her bag. She lifts up her cane and steps out from the under the pavilion; the rain is calming down.
"Come back here you muddy pug." He said, trying to keep up with the mutt even through its was only walking.
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(What are the plans for this? Dump it and run, or wait for the others to rise from their graves?)
Eunice wrinkles her nose when a warm splatter of white lands on her shoulder. She looks up, nostrils flaring, but the pigeon is gone.
(I have no clue, I only made this Rp as a joke, I did not think people would join!)
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(XD. Ah, geez! Have faith in those with old souls!)
(Say that to the others! I'm the one who had faith and made a RP all about them! XD)
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(Cue the cheesy line! "We must all have faith in each other…without that we are no one!" If you don't read that in a Scottish accent it loses its power.)
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(Bringing this back up.)
(Why?? This RP is practically dead and I only made this as a joke and only a few people joined………… I wont be able to Rp often but for the times I am on (TO keep this RP alive if you really want to) We can quickly skip the "Hello my name is —-" And put them all straight into the action like they already knew each other!)
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(I'm not super into this RP. It'd be more fun if there were more folks in here. I'll only continue if you'd like to.)
(That would be nice if others joined but people aren't that into characters that are old…. It would me amazing if this RP continued but I don't think that will happen)
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(We shall see, then…..We shall see.)