"Sam said that no one's gonna die… While hinting at my mom… Well, I did something really stupid where I should've been paralyzed… so that means that my mom's now bed-ridden," Isaiah didn't stop the tear from rolling down his cheek.
Vigilante Angel RP (CLOSED)
(GTG)
(K. See ya.)
(I'm back.)
(Huzzah!)
Mirage nodded. "That sucks. Do you need a hug?"
"I'll take one."
Mirage got up and walked through the door. She pulled him into a quick hug.
"Thanks," Isaiah said pulling away.
"No problem." She said. "Do you need anything to eat or drink?"
"Um… No, not now. Thanks for offering." Isaiah looked back into his, 'new home.' There was a small cot, no pillows or blankets. "Could I have some bed sheets or blankets?"
"Sure thing." She turned and walked through the wall. A few minutes later, she came back with a couple of pillows and a blanket. "The blanket's fleece. Does that bother you at all?"
Isaiah raised an eyebrow, "how'd you- what- nevermind. No, I don't mind the fleece," he took the bundle of stuff. "Thanks once again."
She nodded. "No problem. I should probably leave you to rest though."
"True. G'noight," Isaiah said, practicing his Aussie accent.
"You too mate." she said with a terrible excuse for an accent.
(And now we wait I suppose)
(Yeppers.)
(I'm conflicted on who I'm supposed to ship now)
(XD)
(In one of my previous rp's my character was forced into both a gay and a straight ship… I couldn't choose one for about two days… )
(Yikes.)
(Hey so is everyone else on the roleplay dead besides me and you two)
(Idk, Demi said on another RP that they'd be gone for a bit.)
(time skip to the next day) Sam climbed out of the window of their house, yawning as they made their way to the lab discreetly. They grabbed a megaphone hanging on the door as they walked in, purposes about to be discovered. "Wake up, bitches, I found some cool shit!"
(okay that explains a lot)
(nah, i'm here, i'm just going to be gone very soon)
(oh shit wait please don't leave you still on?)
Mirage jumped up. "Egads Sam." She rubbed a hand across her eyes. "What did ya find?"
"We were preparing for a garage sale yesterday, and I found the old journal that Michael gave me! I thought I lost it…" Sam eagerly thumbed through the pages, too excited to even reprimand Mirage for using their civilian name. "Look, it has all of his underworld contacts in it! Huh… I'm tempted to prank call God, but I have a feeling that the big guy won't be too happy about that," Right on cue, thunder shook the lab, and the lights went out temporarily before turning back on.
(Yes I'm still here)