Ignoring the lady, I waited for Doe to return to consciousness.
Come hit this lit RP session.
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The bartender pokes her head up from behind the counter "Yo, guys, I'm glad nobody's hurt, but the real cops will come if we don't all calm down a teeny-tiny bit. Ok? thanks."
Doe sits up, looking very confused. "…Oh, I'm not dead. That's nice."
(That’s fine) “I have been tortured dick head, and I’m on the run for those people so if your going to do it just do it!”
"Why don't you do it, then?" Logan retorted halfheartedly. What even was the point of arguing?
Doe glances over at the woman and is nervous. "But I'm going to be dead soon, aren't I?"
I walked over to the guy I'd shot, who was still unconscious from pain.
"This one, however, I will eat, seeing as how he technically shot me!" I said. I repeated the gesture, getting a mostly neon soul here, and I let it snake down my throat. Looking through his memories, he deserved it, he'd killed a lot of us.
I sighed.
“fine i will.” I swirled my hands and my darkness wrapped around his throat. my other hand commanded my darkness to inflict burns to the man
Doe leaned against a wall. "eww. Help. In shock now."
Woah, woops! I'm dead, nevermind.
I made more burns to the mans skin “shut the hell up”
Logan promptly entered the girl's minds and willed her to stop, making her fall out of her chair and fly back into a wall. "Stop it. Give the guy some grace."
"Both of you calm down and shut the fuck up, thank you." I said, "it's over now, I should probably go. If they ask, don't hesitate, just tell them I did it!" I looked around to see if everyone was alright, and I did so thoroughly. Good, everyone was fine. I walked off to my Harley.
“You asked me. And I did.” Maddie pulled her chair to the table.
I followed the man out the door
is basically dead
Logan stood back up and, leaving the other dude passed out on the floor, strode across the bar and helped the girl back to her feet. "Everyone deserves grace. Next time, remember that."
“I didnt get any so why the hell should i give it?”
"Because we're better than they'll ever be." Logan looked deep into her eyes. "Just because you lost something doesn't mean others have to."
(oof my laptop is slow)
"Damn!" I said. It's done. My Harley wasn't starting up. There was no way I was leaving without the damn thing. I pumped the throttle and it started up again.
"There she is!" I said, and I put on my sunglasses. "Call me if you need me!"
I rode of SOA style.
Bartender: "Nobody's going to help clean up in here, are they? Sigh."
“You will ever get what you want no matter what. but one one will ever understand that.”
(Plot arcs? Suggestions?)
(@Carys L Roberts did you get my dm?)
also my character can come in their..
(lets say "not human..")
(let me check)
(Uhhh…it's good so far! Maybe a scene in a dark, shady "park" or something? A mafia bent on dark things? Idk…)
(Nice, nice! Anyone else got anything? I like hearing opinions you know!)
(Jaz no I didn’t. You got insta or something?)
(they go to a park at night or alleyway.)