Hey, I've been working on a character on and off since the site went down. Mostly looking for any writing samples I still have saved since all of it was on the old RPG. >.>
When it's done should I post it here or in the interest check?
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STATUS: I feel like I'm rotating through the same four characters constantly since RPs die so quickly I never get enough quality time with them. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 9 yrs ago
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I heard people are getting beat up so I brought the whips.
I tried bby.
“Well, if you’re sure,” I scratched at my cheek, head tilted to the side as I started at Hana puzzled. Honestly I wasn’t quite sure if I liked that she had some sort of plan – who knows who’s bad side that could put her on? Then again in the cliques you were guaranteed to be against at least eighty percent of the rest of the school anyway. Was it eighty percent? Math isn’t my forte. I shake the thoughts of numbers out of my bed – I was already embarrassed by those once today – and instead focus on packing up my things. There was probably little I or anyone else here could do to change Hana’s mind, so at least it would be best to go watch the show. That and be there in case things go wrong – who knows what the other redhead was planning?
“Alright, I’ll watch,” I added on for good measure, even as I went to follow after Jake’s path – a little bit after him of course, otherwise that might be suspicious. I gave one last nod to Hana as I went passed her – thanks for holding open the door – and ducked my head as I descended back to the main body of the school. It didn’t take long to find my little group of people I called friends, Ryan beckoning me over with a loud voice that dominated the air as soon as he saw me. The whole section was like that, actually – loud, a little obnoxious, a little competitive but all comfortable with each other. After all, this was our ‘family’ in these walls.
“I knew you couldn’t stay away,” Ryan quipped as soon as I took my seat by him, and I couldn’t help but snort and playfully shove him with my elbow.
“Well someone has to be the buffer between your dumb and the rest of the world,” Ryan laughed good naturedly at my comeback, some of the others around us joining in. He shook his head and ended on a low chuckle before leaning in, voice lowering – as much as someone like Ryan could lower his voice – to speak in what I supposed was supposed to be a conspiratorial tone.
“So, you hear there’s a new girl in school? I got the best idea for her – between my manliness and your – well, your [you[/i]ness I’m sure we’ll have a leg up on all the other dorks around here,” He sounded so earnest that I had to hide my grimace, instead just nodding along as I glanced around, finding that most of us were in our usual spots – though I glazed over the cheerleaders to instead crane my neck around to look around the crowded area. Yep, if there was ever a time to put on a show, now was it – and fast since rumor was spreading. Hope she knew what she was getting into.
“Alright, I’ll watch,” I added on for good measure, even as I went to follow after Jake’s path – a little bit after him of course, otherwise that might be suspicious. I gave one last nod to Hana as I went passed her – thanks for holding open the door – and ducked my head as I descended back to the main body of the school. It didn’t take long to find my little group of people I called friends, Ryan beckoning me over with a loud voice that dominated the air as soon as he saw me. The whole section was like that, actually – loud, a little obnoxious, a little competitive but all comfortable with each other. After all, this was our ‘family’ in these walls.
“I knew you couldn’t stay away,” Ryan quipped as soon as I took my seat by him, and I couldn’t help but snort and playfully shove him with my elbow.
“Well someone has to be the buffer between your dumb and the rest of the world,” Ryan laughed good naturedly at my comeback, some of the others around us joining in. He shook his head and ended on a low chuckle before leaning in, voice lowering – as much as someone like Ryan could lower his voice – to speak in what I supposed was supposed to be a conspiratorial tone.
“So, you hear there’s a new girl in school? I got the best idea for her – between my manliness and your – well, your [you[/i]ness I’m sure we’ll have a leg up on all the other dorks around here,” He sounded so earnest that I had to hide my grimace, instead just nodding along as I glanced around, finding that most of us were in our usual spots – though I glazed over the cheerleaders to instead crane my neck around to look around the crowded area. Yep, if there was ever a time to put on a show, now was it – and fast since rumor was spreading. Hope she knew what she was getting into.
Righto. I have D&D tonight so I'll whip something up tomorrow if no one else has.
I was waiting for smilies, but if you're all still on board I could churn something out.
(Also my unicorn is still awesome)
(Also my unicorn is still awesome)
I'm here too. :P
No posting for me tonight, it's D&D night.
Added. Posted. I'm on a roll tonight. Now to go back to doodling sketches of the RP.
Also my unicorn is so much cooler than your guys'. Mine is pink.
Also my unicorn is so much cooler than your guys'. Mine is pink.
As hard as it was sometimes to tell when Izzy was playing or not, this time it showed loud and clear. That smile on her face coupled her words directed to me were pretty direct, and I found myself grinning despite being the butt of the joke.
“I could be subtle if I wanted,” I muttered, but even to my ears the attempt to sound sullen failed miserably. I was too pleased at the mood beginning to lighten – life was so much easier when everyone was happy. Even being put down by Hana shortly after didn’t dampen my mood; I wasn’t expecting much else anyway, most of the time girls thought I was joking when I did put that foot forward. I usually went along with it for sake of making things less awkward.
Of course the promise of being introduced to some of her ‘prettier’ friends made me color a little. Oh. So maybe she did realize.
The others were beginning to get friendlier, or as friendly as they were going to be to a stranger intruding upon us. Feeling rather accomplished I let the others introduce themselves and even make remarks about being helpful as I instead moved to sit and draw my backpack around in order to rummage through it. All of this excitement and I hadn’t even got to eating my lunch yet. Luckily it was always packed – cafeteria food was never healthy and I had to stay in shape. Nothing says ‘I buy pizza every day for lunch’ like being last in a track meet. By the time I had unwrapped my sandwich and took the first bite Hanna was leaving though. Trying to leave, I suppose, since she face planted in the attempt. Wince.
“Dude, she’s going to be a jock in no time,” Jake quipped, and I was quick to swallow the food I had in my mouth in order to comment – I was going to help Hannah up as well but she was quick to be back on her feet.
“There’s a guy on the tennis team who can’t go more than five feet without tripping over air. It’s quite amazing to watch him compete – you’ve never seen athletics like his acrobatics to get to the ball after falling flat on his face. He does surprisingly well.” It seemed Hana leaving was put on the backburner as Sarah got her turn with the girl, stalking towards her like some sort of urban predator. Maybe it was just that I never felt threatened around her, but it was quite amusing to watch actually, like a puppy barking. I better not ever tell Sarah I referred to her as a puppy though.
She did seem to have something brewing in her mind though. Knowing me? I’d probably go along with whatever crazy plan she had working up in her mind. I’d like to think of myself as reliable, if not too great at the whole making the plans part … or some of the references she was dropping.
Besides, it’d be nice to be more open about our friendships.
“If you’re really set on that Hana,” I finally added and turned my attention back to the girl, “I’m with Ray – just tell me if us jocks get too pushy. Me and my buddy Ryan can muscle them back into line - he'll be confused, but he'll do it.” Oh, I’m really getting better at English now that I can make puns. That was a pun, wasn’t it?
“I could be subtle if I wanted,” I muttered, but even to my ears the attempt to sound sullen failed miserably. I was too pleased at the mood beginning to lighten – life was so much easier when everyone was happy. Even being put down by Hana shortly after didn’t dampen my mood; I wasn’t expecting much else anyway, most of the time girls thought I was joking when I did put that foot forward. I usually went along with it for sake of making things less awkward.
Of course the promise of being introduced to some of her ‘prettier’ friends made me color a little. Oh. So maybe she did realize.
The others were beginning to get friendlier, or as friendly as they were going to be to a stranger intruding upon us. Feeling rather accomplished I let the others introduce themselves and even make remarks about being helpful as I instead moved to sit and draw my backpack around in order to rummage through it. All of this excitement and I hadn’t even got to eating my lunch yet. Luckily it was always packed – cafeteria food was never healthy and I had to stay in shape. Nothing says ‘I buy pizza every day for lunch’ like being last in a track meet. By the time I had unwrapped my sandwich and took the first bite Hanna was leaving though. Trying to leave, I suppose, since she face planted in the attempt. Wince.
“Dude, she’s going to be a jock in no time,” Jake quipped, and I was quick to swallow the food I had in my mouth in order to comment – I was going to help Hannah up as well but she was quick to be back on her feet.
“There’s a guy on the tennis team who can’t go more than five feet without tripping over air. It’s quite amazing to watch him compete – you’ve never seen athletics like his acrobatics to get to the ball after falling flat on his face. He does surprisingly well.” It seemed Hana leaving was put on the backburner as Sarah got her turn with the girl, stalking towards her like some sort of urban predator. Maybe it was just that I never felt threatened around her, but it was quite amusing to watch actually, like a puppy barking. I better not ever tell Sarah I referred to her as a puppy though.
She did seem to have something brewing in her mind though. Knowing me? I’d probably go along with whatever crazy plan she had working up in her mind. I’d like to think of myself as reliable, if not too great at the whole making the plans part … or some of the references she was dropping.
Besides, it’d be nice to be more open about our friendships.
“If you’re really set on that Hana,” I finally added and turned my attention back to the girl, “I’m with Ray – just tell me if us jocks get too pushy. Me and my buddy Ryan can muscle them back into line - he'll be confused, but he'll do it.” Oh, I’m really getting better at English now that I can make puns. That was a pun, wasn’t it?
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