I've been dying to do a rp like this, no pun intended. (Tis a one one one.) (Closed) (stalk at your own risk)

Rated R for Gore, Violence, Language, and adult situations (though for the most part we'll skip some of that stuff.)

-Feel free to write all the lavish details of Gore. Just put a warning first.

Person A had been walking home late one night, using all the back alleyways and shady short cuts they knew of. But how were they to know they'd get mugged and stabbed?
Now dead, Person A meets Person B, the grim reaper, and The two have to make the journey to the gates of the after life.

Hahaha! Just when we all thought I couldn't come up with anymore crappy ideas.
So, this will be a romance because why the heck not? (I know I'm trash)

I'd like person A to be a guy. Also I have a charter thats a grim reaper that I'd really like to use, hope ya don't mind.

I'd also like to go in blind, anything about the characters will be revield during the story. (Aka, no Templet.)

-Rules-
-PROPER GRAMMAR AND PUNCTUATION!
-no slurs
-cussing is aloud just not every line please
-always make sure that the other can go off of what you say
-And for the rest Andrews Rules

Sure!

Slides into rp on socks, sipping a mug of tea Sup, I'm here to stalk/

(Hi hello greetings stalker. Anywho I'm just going to drop a starter.)

The Grim reaper watched from the shadows- which didn't matter as the living could net see a reaper- for someone. They knew someone was going to die here, any minute. they looked at their pocket watch and grinned. or shall I say any second.

"Bingo." The Grim reaper pulled their hood up to hide their face and stepped from their hiding spot. "Jayson? You dead yet buddy?" Their voice sounded strange, not giving away their gender just yet.

(slides into rp Sounds interesting, May I stalk?)

"Haha very funny. And considering you can see, and hear me. You are dead. Congrats! You died in an alleyway for very stupid reasons." They swung their scythe to separate the soul from the body. "And now there's no coming back. And no you can't go through walls."

"Someone's taking death better then I thought. Most freak out and run around screaming at people. But no, its not a perk of dying. There are no perks to death." They sighed and pulled their hood down to reveal their face. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the dark, making the bags under her eyes seem rather large and dark. "The names Ember, and in case you hadn't noticed I'm the Grim Reaper."

"Yes the reaper has a name" Ember narrowed her eyes at him, "and yes I'm a girl" she rolled her eyes. "Well since you are freaking out, any questions comments concerns? People you want to say good bye to? Because well would you look at the time people are dying and I've got a job to do."

(Kk. Take your time.)

"No you are not 'tripping balls' you are dead." Ember shrugged. "And I have no idea where you'll go. The gates are side by side and you just see which one opens to you. But with the life you've lived." She cocked her head to the side, "I highly suggest you try and make up for everything on the journey."

"Human time and my time run much different. Seconds in your time is years in mine. This journey will feel like years but in reality is only a few mear seconds. And yes, your journey to hell. Or maybe you'd be unlucky enough to become a Reaper. Who knows."

"Yes you could screw humanity over." Ember rolled her eyes before a wicked grin crossed her lips. "But yes, lets get going." She didn't bother explaing what would happen next, as Ember very much enjoyed the confused/ horrified expressions on the mortals faces. The world around them seemed to shift and become different. The buildings disappeared, and so did the ground beneath them. But yet the two didn't fall.

"If you do any digging in my realm I will personally leave you in a ditch, tying your souls there to die again, and again." The ground appeared just as quickly as it disappeared giving the allusion that they where now falling. Ember continued to grin wickedly as other things appeared, giving the waste land a twisted beauty.

Ember sweetened her voice and leaned close enough so her face was inches from his. "Good." Her eyes- a dark shade of brown- peered at him evilily. She pulled back smiling still. "Pick a direction, anyway will do. Its the experience that makes this fun. Pick wrong and all your fears will come true as we go along."

"Left it is," A pathway appeared, stretching far into the distance, "and let me just say, you are royally screwed." Every thing but the path seemed to disappeared, And Ember Smiked.