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@Nikki Moonlight Okay i'll note it on my next post
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"Woah, woah" Tristien raised his hands in front of him. "I'm not here to fight like your parents. Just wanna know what you found." That was a half truth, but it wouldn't hurt her if she had nothing to hide. If she was hiding something, Tristien would most definitely get to the bottom of it...
"Bloody....hell..." Tristien gasped under his breath, looking on at the brutalized body. His brain started ticking options. His first was to leave the party. That was too easy. Too incriminating. The cops would arrive and put the entire manor on lockdown. No one could leave until the authorities gained more information and control over the situation. "Ah, crap." Randall Rothschild griped behind his golden mask."We're gonna be stuck here all night." Tristien shrugged at him, focusing more on the pale girl examining the body. The dead body was evidence and she put her fingerprints all over it. It was an odd thing to do. He watched as an episode exploded between the girl and her parents before she stormed off from the scene. "Awkward." Randall commented with his hands in his pockets.

"I'll be right back." Tristien said, walking the direction the girl strut off to in a fit.

"I'm gonna go call the cops." Randall said roaming away from the noise of shocked people.

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"I don't know who's who here, bruh. But I met this girl named Natalie, says her father is a board member for Morgan Stanley." Tristien Naviscone urinated in a stall while his friend Randall Rothschild checked his face and hair in the mirror. "Choose wisely, bro. We're ditching as soon as we lock in with the girls and going to my lakehouse." Tristien snickered, zipping up and adjusting himself. "You and Francisco do this every time you come to these?"

"Uh....yah." Randall answered with a matter of fact tone. "What else would I be here for?"

Tristien strolled out the stall and wet his hands before lathering with soap. "Network? I can meet a big wig CEO." The West Indies native eyes glazed over the golden faucets and pristine condition of the bathroom. "Look at this place, it's pouring with money. I get buddy buddy with the right man or woman. I'm innit."

"My parents are gross rich I can just have them--."

"I can do my own thing." Tristien shot him a smirk in the mirror, while removing the lathered soap from his hands. "Preciate it though, Randy." Tristien left Randall alone in the bathroom and beelined for the main floor where he left Natalie.

"Tristien!" Randall sniped, poking his head out the bathroom and wearing his golden mask. "Put your mask back on."

"Oh yah man." Tristien quickly returned his Epa mask onto his face and resumed to the main room.



cool, im hype and nervous for this. my first rpg.


I'm interested in this.
Hey, im new here and still figuring things out. Im new to the RPGing format , but I like to write. I think it would be interesting to write with other people. I'm a sponge ready to soak in all the advice and help you're willing to share. Any questions for me, I'll answer here. Or in Private Message if you feel it's necessary.

Thanks!
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