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EDIT for beloved stalkers: The rp actually starts in the end of page 5, the first couple of pages are jokes and confusion and goofing off by me and my fren/sis lol
EDIT 2.0 for myself and future reference: Page 31 has characters
Hello
Fantasy, correct?
Indeed
Template?
Wanna do a cross over story where Deviros meets Rvan or something?
Name:
Age:
Sexuality:
Gender:
Apperance:
Weakness:
Who’s devoirs again?
Well we can do the template to
New characts
Name: Rift
Age: 17
Sexuality: Bi
Gender: Male
Appearance: Leather jacket (I stalk him) W-W-W-Wings
Weakness: Salt
Thaliana
Age:17
Sexuality:Strait
Gender: Female
Appearance: Honey brown hair that is waist length, has a blue dragon tattoo on her right upper arm.
Weakness: Afraid of heights, procrastinator
Banana
STTTTTTTTTRTTTTAAAAAAAATRRTRTTTRTRTRTTTTTTTT
I shuffled around a drunk man as I headed to the gamblers table. The other hang outs were busted by the po-pos early in the week, but this one wasn't too bad. I folded my wings behind my back as I slid a couple hundred onto the table, "Deal me in." I was going to cheat the night away with these drunk b*stards.
/CrOnCh cRoNcH/
I threw the cafe door open. “Father, you better come out of your hiding place or else I swear I will hide all of the alcohol back at home!” Thaliana shouted. The man sitting accross from Rith, turned pail and mumbled, “I better go.”
I swiped his cash off the table from where he sat before the other grubby hands could even think about that. Then I grabbed my own stack of green paper. Nearly triple from what I started with. I stood up, "Well boys, I suppose we don’t have enough players now. I'll be see you elsewhere."
My father always wore gray hoods so I tackled that hooded figure (Rift)
/WHHHHHAAAAAATTTTTTT?.?/ \Didn't daddy already get up?.?\
My character mistook Rift for her dad
/but didn't daddy already get up? Did she not see her daddddddddyyyyy?/
I can’t think of anything else…:(
/She could be a Ranger, someone who hunts for Wanteds for $/
I walked out of the game with my money, only to be confronted a few seconds later with a knife
/u there?/
Yeah
/FOOLLLLOOOWWWW MEEEEEE PRRRRROKMMMMPPPPPPTTTT, it's “I walked out of the game with my money…”/
/Are you quit/
/ooooooo/
