Erklings25

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Dick grinned and plugged in the guitars before handing one to Allen. He tuned his guitar perfectly and plays a riff so loud the counsellors outside hear. He smiles at Allen "Lets get down to business!" He says before playing a tune on his guitar hoping Allen may catch on.

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Dick smiled "A guitar hmm?" He rummages around in his bag before pulling out two black electric guitars with red flames and an amplifier. "Want a jamming session?" He asked Allen.

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Dick laughed "why thank you. I try to do some work on it whenever I can. It's really relaxing for me just to escape from the world into a land of epic battles like the charge of the light brigade, and romance you know stuff like should I compare thee to a summers day." He glanced over at Allen with a worried expression. "Gee are you OK dude?"

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KiraTheRogue said
Can someone interact with Chloe or Cole

Cole is still in the cabin. He would have just witnessed a potentially fight, a good gangster and cheesy love poetry

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Dick stood up and cleared his throat. He had to note beforehand "The reason i use old english is probably beacuse im british." As he recited the poem he used serious expression and made his voice go up or down at the right times to eventuate the beautiful language. When he finished he bowed before sitting back on his bed "Its still a work progress."

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Duck grinned "I can't draw. I love poetry thought, so Romantic and fluent. It kind of reflects me." He sighed deeply and carried on writing a deep seated poem. He looked out the window and said "do you want to hear it?"

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Dick turned to look at azure and smiled "Do you like poetry?" He asked curiously whilst pouring his heart out in a poem of a man who is in love whith a bueatiful funny smart lady but she would never love him. He loved poetry himself. So fluent and romantic. It reflected him.

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Love poetry alert!

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Dick froze "what did you say?" He growled and rose from his bed. He marched over to Allen "HOW DARE YOU!" He shouted. "You are dead meat!" A scary look appeared in his eyes. He raised his fist and almost punched Allen in the back instead he grabbed Allen's shoulder and said calmly. "I am not crazy. My gang took other gangs off the streets if we they they may hurt a member of the public. I steal weapons so I can destroy them. I burned down the boot camp because they physically punished their students. I am a good guy but but appear well a gangster." He sniffed like he was about to cry. He told Allen quietly"and I would never hurt your sister. Nobody should clip an angels wings before they can fly." He sighed and told them they wouldn't understand and pulled out his notebook so he could carry on not drawing but composing cheesy love poetry. "Let's see where did I get to," he said walking towards his bed, "Ah here, A summer blossom shalt not compare to her beauty, which she will never love allow me."

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Dick frowned "that's barely anything dude you must be one of the most normal guys here! I led a gang, stole weapons and burnt down a boot camp." He smiled at the thought of the assault course erupting in flames and giggled. "But I decided that I would calm down for this camp so they think it worked but I wouldn't have changed!" Oh and I also beat up my stepfather with a baseball bat for hitting my mum."