Flightless_Soul

Eastwood High IC {Jump in High School Drama}

"Huh? Oh damn!" And this is what all her blubbering got her almost. Harley raced to send her paper over to the printer, only mere seconds before the bell rang. "Phew! Made it!" She sighed and wiped her brow, almost in a dramatic fashion. "Oh, right! Lemme check my schedule." Again the process of having to dig it out of the back pocket of her jeans and smooth it out on the table. Maybe she should consider getting one of those fancy planner things like Nat has.

"Hmm...looks like I got..." She read her schedule, but shortly, her face wrinkled with disgust. "Ewww...Calculus. More math."

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m.youtube.com/watch?v=KX8ebGCzGeo

Hell...who was she to deny it? Even after so long they were separated, the guy could still make bitter, cynical her crack a smile. She laughed at him, the first time she's ever had a good laugh in a while. "Nah, I'm pretty sure I've been wicked lately. I mean...getting high and fucked up every night, selling drugs at school...being a bitch to you for like ever... not exactly a goody two-shoes princess." Helena sighed, a brief pause. She felt her phone buzz in her pocket, but ignored it.

If it was Darren, then fuck him. She didn't have to answer him at all. The redhead looked up at Jason. It was weird how tall he was now. Back when they were kids, he was always the short one. She smiled, a small curl of her lips.

"I'm really glad you showed up though, Jase. Things have been...really screwy lately, and I needed someone to talk to. Truth be told...you were the first person who came to mind."

Eastwood High IC {Jump in High School Drama}

@Alisdragon911 Well...Darren's nowhere near the school actually.

The lunch club

@manapool1 I might consider.

Eastwood High IC {Jump in High School Drama}

@Luna Amore

Feeling the blonde wrap her arms around her, it brought even more tears to the cowgirl's eyes. But these were not tears of sorrow Harley shed. "Thanks...Natalia.." She whimpered, letting herself be held. It was hard enough having to leave her family back in Texas, feeling alone and lost in a big city like this. Jack's turmoil, it was another heavy burden to bear. "Thank you...for everything..."

With a soft smile to her dear friend, she gently removed herself from Natalia's arms and stood up, drying her eyes. "I...I probably shouldn't spend all day blubberin' though. Jack wouldn't want that. Thanks Nat. I'm really glad I have a friend like you. Don't know what I'd do if you didn't come along."

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Helena's look remained indifferent for a bit, but slowly, a small smile crept across her lips. She had to admit, eventhough he was Mr. Popular at school now, Jason was still a little goofball.

She chuckled slightly, "Heh... So Prince Charming gets all dolled up for his date with the Wicked Witch. Dunno why you went through the trouble, man. I still smell like a beer joint." She would admit she too would have gone home and cleaned up...if she cared enough. It seemed after everything, she just lost all resolve. "Anyways..." She sighed, her smile fading. "I...didn't think you were gonna show up..."

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It was quiet in his classroom, but rather than burn up the last of his phone's battery life by streaming music, Louis decided to contend with the quiet while he graded assignments. Normally, seeing the amazing work of his students brought joy and a comforting warmth to his heart, but alas, he was troubled...deeply, by his brother's words over the phone. His last conversation with Darren, it echoed still in his ears, causing him to shut his eyes with a slight shiver.

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"I know you fucking have it, Louie! Either you pay up, or I'll fuck you up! You and your bitch wife! You fucking hear me, camera boy!"

"I'm warning you, little brother. If you come around my family causing trouble, I will call the police."

"And what the fuck are they gonna do? Arrest me?"


"Yes, they will arrest you, and then maybe you'll learn your lesson and get cleaned up."

"HA! FUCK! YOU! LOUIE! You always were a little bitch! Never wanted to face your problems head on! Always wanted to run from them and hide behind your little fucking blanket! No wonder dad thought you were a little pussy!"


"I have to go now. Tell mom I said hi."

This ain't over, Lou! You better have that fucking money, or-"

*click*

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He sighed, ruffling his hands through his hair.

Darren can't possibly know about...no.. No...he's just trying to exploit me for more money. That's all.

There was a lump forming in his throat. He choked it down...looking over at his phone.

I should give Sarah a call...see if everything's okay.

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Parked outside a rather elegant looking apartment building in Manhattan, Darren sat and watched as the people went in and out through the revolving doors. He took a short hit off his meth pipe, a chill going over his body as the drugs seeped into his lips and tainted him.



Not long, he saw a beautiful, brunette woman strolling down the sidewalk with another. She, the brunette, looked to be around maybe three to four months pregnant. Darren wasn't a fucking doctor, so how could he tell?

He waited until the two women hugged and said their goodbyes and the pregnant woman walked into the building, then he fired up his car and drove off, but not before leaving his worthless lackey a heated text.

Sent to: Helena:

"Yo, why the fuck ain't you answering my call? You fucking flaking on me, bitch?!"

Original Post Apocalypse Setting

Dark Souls meets The Division, but playing as the baddies. Sure, I'm up!

Complete the sentence...

"Bethesda finally decided to release Elder Scrolls VI!"

PUBG/Battle Royale inspired RP

It's quite simple. Either you kill or be killed.

Players are airdropped into a large area with environments ranging from dense forests to urban cities. Their objective, be the last man or last team standing. Unlike PUBG however, each player starts off with a basic loadout of their choosing. By basic, I mean no fancy attachments or gear. Just a primary, a secondary, a melee weapon, three grenades, and one choice of special equipment (I.E. a decoy, a recon drone, a riot shield, etc. As long as it's within reason)

Rules
-No whining or trolling. If you have a legitimate complaint, pass it by me.
-Don't be OP. You ain't God, brah
-Keep the nasty in the PMs, though I have no idea why you wanna get it on in the middle of war.
-Permadeath. If your character dies, you can make a new one.
-When you first post, wait till three posts before your next. Just so we don't leave people in the dirt.
-Post your CS here for approval by me
-If you've read the rules, put OORAH! at the bottom of your CS
-Have fun! And try not to get killed

CS:
Name:
Age: (18+ No kids allowed)
Gender:
Appearance: (Real only, no anime. Written description allowed too)
Loadout
-Primary:
-Secondary:
-Grenades: (limit three, one choice only)
-Melee: (No, you can't have a katana. Fucking weeb)
-Special Equipment: (Decoy, drone, riot shield, etc. Within reason)

Complete the sentence...

"I know your wife has been cheating on you with the divorce lawyer you unknowingly hired, and that you lost your home, your job, and your five children, but hey, it's dollar night at the titty bar."

Relatively Generic Medieval Fantasy

Yeah....Sorry guys, but I think I'll have to bail on this one. There is just way too much going on right now to keep up with this. If anyone wants to take over my characters, feel free to.

Relatively Generic Medieval Fantasy

Oh my lord, what happened while I was away

@Roughdragon1

Your guess is as good as mine...