RP? I’m bored

I’m bored and want to start a role play while waiting for a group to respond. Wanna join?

Yo

Sure thang

Any rules?

You can swear. But not to much and thats about it. Any suggestions on what genre we want?

Something with comedy, maybe

lolool college

We could to fantasy or mystery?

We could do a murder mystery?

What about a comedic college murder mystery?

Yee

I'll start.

Alex had not planned to find a fake corpse in his professor's classroom. It was a well known fact that Mr. Dropin, his calculus/improv teacher was odd, but a dead body? Seriously? Jesus Christ, it smelled like a sewer. Alex poked the fake corpse. It didn't seem so fake now. Someone else entered the classroom.

Wait wait wait we don't have our characters established

Okay. Characters:
Tamika Reighner
5’7
Light brown hair and dark blue eyes.
Reserved, doesnt like people.

I guess we'll introduce our characters as we go?
Alexander Thistleton-
5"11
Gangly pasty British boy, walnut brown hair and brown eyes. Intelligent and sarcastic, socially awkward.

I walked into the room. “ what the hell!” I screamed

"I didn't kill 'em!" Alex blurted out, immediately regretting his suspicious-sounding choice of words.

“Then why is there a dead body” I cried

"Because my improv-loving calculus teacher is probably a serial killer," Alex curtly said.

“Ok I get it. There’s been a murder.” I walked over to the body. It stank so much but I examined it. “he has had his throat slit” I pointed to the small line “here, nearly impossible to see but still there.” I walked around the body again. There was a faint ink trail leading to the closet. “The murder got in through there.” I pointed again.

"Here goes nothing," Alex said. He cautiously opened the closet. It was full of cleaning supplies and there was a sticky note on the wall, but other than that, there was nobody there except Alex, Tamika, and the corpse.
"Huh," Alex mused.
He grabbed the sticky note and examined it.
"Hey, come look at this!" he said.

I moved over to see the note in Alex’s hand

Can I join?

(Yeah you can, you have to establish your character first though)

"It's written in some kind of code. Do you know what any of this means?" Alex asked, squinting at the odd symbols etched onto the sticky note.

“No but the library might.” I took one last look around the closet and moved out of there and over the body. “Hang on there’s something on the body.” I moved his shirt up to reveal the words “no ones safe” carved into the body.

Okay, Characters:
Hazel Blackwell
5”6
Light brown, thick hair, fair skin with hazel eyes.
Shy. Loves murder mystery books. Smart.

I quickly moved to see the note to try and decode the message

(You have to walk in the room or somthing.)

“how on gods green earth did you just pop up there?” I said slightly taken aback when Hazel showed up.