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When Miley Cyrus is naked and licks a hammer it's "art" and "music"... but when I do it, I'm "wasted" and "have to leave Home Depot".
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I love writing when I have the time and motivation for it. My posting frequency is generally one or two times a week on average. Supernatural, Horror and Fantasy are usually the genres I hang around most, but I'm not afraid to experiment with something new. I've made a lot great friends here, many of whom I met when creating the Red Hood universe, and am always looking forward to making more.

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Drake “D” Edwards, Sally Hendricks & Nikolai Markov



Location: Ashford Institute for the Gifted > Dorms
@BoyMom69035@webboysurf



Nik sighs, tired as he makes his way back from a brief visit to the gym. Sweat glistened on his forehead, and he checked his watch to see it was getting relatively late. He figured he had enough time to get in a quick film before passing out for an early start. He reached his room, placing one hand on the door handle while knocking with the other. He didn’t exactly wait for an answer as he opened the door and began moving towards his own bed to collapse from exhaustion...

Drake's eyes flew wide open at the sound of the door opening. He laid in the bed, covered, but unclothed while trying to execute the dinosaur rule. If I don't move, maybe he can't see me. Realizing the stupidity, he went to plan B and forcefully pulled Sally's pillow out from under her head and placed it on top of her, hoping the darkness of the room shrouded her enough for the play to work. He wanted to whisper 'Sorry' to Sally, but it would ruin the deception. Instead, he said overly loud "Hey, buddy! Good night?" while patting Sally's shoulder, trying to tap out a silent distress signal.

As soon as she had heard the knock, Sally's eyes widened comically and she went to roll out of the bed. This was not happening. Before she could move though, Drake had yanked her pillow out from under her head and put it over her. At first, she was a little shocked, but the more she thought about it, the funnier it became. She had to put her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. Squeezing her eyes shut, she shook her head from under the pillow as easy as she could, fighting not to laugh at Drake's overly eager sounding welcome. And then he seriously started patting her shoulder? What the hell was she supposed to do!? For now, she'd stay hidden. Maybe Nik would go to sleep relatively quick.

Nik plopped onto the bed, twisting in mid-air to land on his back. He reached down towards the side of his bed, where his backpack leaned against the bed frame, and pulled out his laptop. Within but a moment, he was able to stuff his pillows against the wall to sit up as his laptop laid open on his lap, Netflix already open. Nik’s eyes turned over towards Drake, the faint glow of his laptop preventing him from seeing much of his roommate who was shrouded in darkness. ”I suppose...”

He turned his eyes back towards his screen before pausing and looking back. ”Ok... so I’m in a tight spot. I... never mind. It’s nothing.”

"Aw yeah? I hate being in tight spots," Drake admitted, scanning the room for possible escape routes. This was going to be tough. Drake shifted the way he was laying, moving to his side to allow for his shoulders to better hide the person buried behind him as he looked toward Nik, seemingly giving him his full attention. "Hit me with it."

Are they serious right now? Sally felt the bed shift, Drake obviously moving around. They were going to have a conversation right now? Drake, knowing she was there... under a pillow... was going to start a conversation? Well, even though she had briefly been around Nik, she was actually, genuinely curious, as to what was going on. So, hidden under the pillow, Sally slowly removed her hand from her mouth and rolled her head to the side so that she would be able to hear a little better. Might as well get comfy, she thought to herself with a heavy, but silent sigh.

Nik shifted uncomfortably, closing his laptop and setting it aside as he turned to face Drake. ”Alright... so you know how you just look at someone and know that there’s just something about them? I had that moment with... someone today. But she kissed another guy and that guy seems into her. But she seems to like me AND him. He needs the confidence boost... but... I don’t know what to do man.”

"Well..." Drake started, with a huff of laughter. "I get what you're saying. If it were me," Drake paused to find the words. If it were me, I'd get liquored up and grab the bull by the horns, apparently, he thought. "If it were me, I'd do what's best for you. It's cool that you're empathizing with this other dude, bro, but if you want her, get her. Don't gift her to some schmo with confidence issues." He let a moment of silence pass before ending with, "If she means anything to you, explore it."

Nik leaned back, nodding slightly. ”I don’t know man... wouldn’t just being friends work first? Like... we just got here. And I’ve got classes to focus on, and we have to train to be actual heroes... I just don’t want to rush it.” He pauses for a moment, trying to think how to work it. ”I think she could be like... someone very special. Not someone I would just hook up with on day one, ya’know?”

Drake 's eyebrow began to raise and a grin formed on his face. Is he fucking with me? He gave a cursory look over his shoulder, just to see if anything was obvious. He returned his gaze to Nik, undecided. "I suppose it depends on your endgame," he said finally. "If you want a new lady friend while your skittish eskimo brother gets in some quality time, then laying low may be the way to go." His eyes scanned for any sort of reflection on any of the walls or objects, trying to see if there was a tell that Sally was here. "But if you don't want this speciel girl spending her time with Captain Confidence, I would suggest doing something about it early."(edited)

Nik gave a slight nod. ”Right... I... didn’t think about that. I need to at least... stop him from getting too close to her. Make him jealous, make him act out...” Nik immediately reached for the laptop. ”I’ve got a few ideas, but I need to do some research.”

As Nik’s fingers cracked against the keys of his laptop, he turned his gaze to his roommate. ”You have your eyes on anyone yet?”

"Eh... yeah..." Drake began to answer. How the hell do I play this? "There's a surprising amount of great people here. Um... what a day, right?! Soooo... anywho," Drake turned, rolling to the opposite side. "I'm pretty tired," he called back, a look on panic on his face, now looking toward the lump named Sally. "I think I'm gonna call it a night, bud. Good luck with the research and let me know if there's anything I can do."

Nik gave a nod, popping in a set of wireless headphones as he began to play a film, turning the brightness down to be considerate to his roommate.

While Sally laid there, she thought alot about what was being said. Nik, was clearly having trouble with a girl that he liked, liking another guy, as well as him. But at the same time, was hesitant to make any moves. She understood this, as this was how she normally was. Apparently not tonight, she thought to herself as she squirmed a bit. His attitude towards the whole situation with her and Drake irked her, but she understood where he was coming from nonetheless. Drake however, seemed intent on trying to get Nik to go for the girl. The pair were quite different when it came to women and relationships. Her thoughts continued to race as the conversation continued, until Drake finally mentioned going to sleep. Of course, she knew it was bullshit. Finally

After a moment, Sally turned her head in the opposite direction, and lifted the pillow just enough for her to see Drake. He had turned to face her, and the look on his face made her snicker. She slapped her hand over her mouth, glancing over his shoulder. A few moments went by, and she felt confident enough to remove her hand. As she did, her eyes met Drake's, though they were hard to see in the dim light coming from Nik's laptop. Seconds later, she quickly leaned up and planted a quick kiss to Drake' s forehead before slipping out of the bed. She surprisingly, found her clothes rather quickly, and put them back on as quick as she could, her eyes never leaving Nik's form. Just in case she needed to drop suddenly

As soon as she was dressed, Sally slowly slinked to the wall, walking along it and staying in the darkness. Still, her eyes remained on Nik. Jesus, please don't see me, please don't see me,, she kept thinking over and over as she continued moving along the wall. And then, she fuckin stumbled on something. There was a low thump caused by whatever she hit, and it clattered on the floor. She froze, her eyes widening, looking up at Nik. He never looked up from his laptop. Sally's brow furrowed in thought. Whatever he was doing, he was really into. And then, her lightbulb went off. Headphones.

Probably one of the most amazing inventions ever at this moment. Sally sighed in relief, then continued making her way to the door. It wasn't long before she found the knob, and as soon she felt it in her hand, she grabbed it and turned it. Sally opened the door just enough for her to slip out, glancing in Nik’s direction one last time before slipping out and closing the door. Sally release a heavy sigh of relief mixed with a chuckle. She ran her fingers through her tangled and tousled hair, then broke out in a speed walk, heading towards her own room now.
Same for Drake, but you can totally make him look dumb. If you can make him kill and look dumb doing it, bonus points.

I'm thinking death by hula hoop.
Drake “D” Edwards & Sally Hendricks



Location: Ashford Institute for the Gifted > Dorms Interactions/Mentions:
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Sally:

Pierce was going to try to get her another room. One where she would be alone and, should her ability decide to flare up, wouldn't hurt anyone. It was such a relief. It would suck not having someone there, but she could always invite someone. So long as they didn't stay the night. She was so deep in her thoughts, her eyes still down at the floor, that when she heard someone singing, it didn't really register. At least, not until she rounded the corner to the girls dorms. She immediately looked up, halting her steps, and saw Drake in the halls. Sure enough, it had been singing she had heard, and he was the one doing it.

She couldn't help but smile. What the hell was he doing here? With a slight shake of her head, she leaned against the wall, on her shoulder and crossed one ankle over the other. An amused eyebrow rose as she watched him stumbling. Yeah, he had quite a bit to drink from the looks of it. "I'm probably going to have to help him back to his room," she thought to herself with a sigh.



Drake

"...because you're mine, I walk the li-" Drake stopped as he recognized the image of Sally in front of him. Excitement and panic hit him at once in equal parts. She seemed to look tickled upon seeing him, which was comforting. Better than any alternative, anyway. "A wild Sally appears," he exclaimed with a grin, amused by his own nerdy reference, as he sauntered over. "You..." he began, but trailed. He knew what he wanted to say, but was still struggling to decide what he should say. "Hey, you," he said finally. As he got closer, he mimicked her pose, letting his shoulder drop to the wall and crossing his legs. "What's a pretty girl like you doing in... erm..." His eyebrows furrowed for a moment, trying to find the words to the rest of the cliche. It was a a dumb cliche and now he couldn't even remember how it went. Screw it, dude, bail! He snapped back into focus. "Hi. You're super pretty. I have whiskey and I like you."

Nailed it.



Sally:

Sally's grin only grew as she listened to Drake trying to figure out what he was wanting to say. He had finally settled on "Hey, you." Her blue eyes, which remained on his red and blue one's, watched in amusement as he approached her, copying the pose she was in. He then tried saying something else to her, a saying she had heard many, many times, and knew exactly what it was. He however, seemed to have forgotten. Which worked for her, because she really didn't want to try to explain why she was up too. Both of her eyebrows raised, while his furrowed in thought. Sally had to fight back back a laugh.

And then, his last few comments, she couldn't help but laugh. Not because she was making fun of him, but because it was just too damn cute. "I know ya have whiskey. I can tell you've been drinking more of it. And thank ya for... saying I'm pretty," she said with a little shrug. She could feel a blush creeping up her neck, but quickly ignored it. He was just buzzed, if not drunk. Surely he didn't really mean that. "You're not too bad looking yourself there, big guy," she said with a playful wink. And in truth, he really wasnt. He was gorgeous, if she was being honest."Lets get ya back to your room, I'll walk ya." Sally mentally grimaced at the way she sounded. One thing she hated about her accent, was that it seemed to get heavier when she was tired, or had been drinking. There was more twang in some of her words. It drove her nuts. Kind of like it was doing now. Made her soumd like an uneducated red neck.

"Come on," she urged as she started walking in the direction of the boys dorms. After a moment of silence, she looked up at Drake, that smile still plastered to her face. "So, you're a Cash fan, huh?" Her eyes glanced down and she searched for his flask. In all honesty, if he had it, she would probably steal some more. After the night she'd been having, she would need a little bit. And hell, if he didn't have it on him, she remembered he had said he had more in his room. Which was where they were headed. Maybe if she kept herself inebriated, her ability would be too confused to flare up. Or it might make it worse. Better not chance that.

"What the hell are ya up and about in the girl's dorms, anyways," she asked with a playfully, curious glance in his direction.



Drake:

Drake's crooked smile grew wider the more they talked. "Mmm," Drake said affirmatively, nearly grunting, in response to the question about Johnny Cash. The Man in Black was a classic. He struggled to answer her next question, though. "I..." He took in a slow breath as he walked. Then he just abruptly stopped and stared at Sally for a moment, with a look of mild thoughtfulness and caution as his eyes locked with hers.



Sally:

Sally's eyes remained on the path ahead of her while they walked. Drake, who had seemed more than happy to talk moments ago, had gone a little quieter. It was moments later that out of the side of her eye, she noticed that Drake wasn't beside her. Sally turned her head, he wasn't there. In fact, he had fallen behind a bit, so she turned to face him. Furrowing her brow in concern, she met his eyes. "Hey, are you alright," she asked as she took a step towards him. God She hoped he didn't barf or something. She'd still help him, but it would just be gross. Sally took another, cautious, step towards him.



Drake:

"Yeah, I'm just..." His mind was racing, weighing the variables of his next move as best he could under this amount of alcoholic influence. ...just trying to decide if I'm about to make the rest of this year totally awkward or possibly much, much better. Drake took another step forward toward Sally and his mouth opened to speak, but words failed to escape his lips. Fuck it.

Gears switched. Drake's face took on a new look as his eyes became more focused and alert. In a liquid motion, he swept Sally's waist with his left arm and pulled her in, pressing her body against him before his right hand went to the back of her neck, bringing her lips to his. There was no turning back at this point. It was warm and soft as velvet. He wanted to live in this moment indefinitely, but knew he couldn't. As their lips departed, Drake gently pressed his forehead to hers, his eyes still closed. In a whisper, he said "So, yeah. There's that."



Sally:

She noticed that he took another step towards her, looking as if he wanted to say something. Sally's eyes instinctively glanced down at his lips as they parted, but quickly looked back up.

Just in time, as there was a sudden shift in the atmosphere. Something in Drake seemed to snap. His eyes seemed to come back into focus just as he moved towards her. Sally was frozen, unsure of what to do, say, or whether she should react at all. In the blink of an eye, Drake had wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her body against his. At this point, her heart began to beat faster. His other hand came to rest at the back of her neck, and before she knew it, his lips were on hers. Sally's knees went weak and she couldn't help the soft moan that was drawn from her. Her hands came up, running up the length of his biceps. It seemed like only seconds, before Drake broke the kiss, resting his forehead against hers, his eyes closed. Swallowing hard, Sally stared wide eyed up at the man.

Her mind raced. What had just happened? Why? Did she like it? Hell yes. Did she want more? Oh God yes. Was it appropriate? At this point, did she care? Not really. Before her nerves were lost, Sally grabbed Drake’s jacket, pulling him even closer to her, capturing his lips this time around. His kiss had been soft, sensual. Sally's was a little more heated. There was more fire, and her mind went to places It probably shouldn't have. It was insane. It was insane, but God she didn't care. And in an instant, she suddenly realized that they were still in the halls. It was so hard to do, but Sally quickly broke the kiss. She stared up at Drake, her breathes coming quicker, his jacket still in her hands.

”So yeah… there's that,” She repeated his words back to him, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips



Drake:

Drake took in a slow breath. His eyes darted between Sally and each end of the hallway. The pump of adrenaline had sobered him up a few notches. Quickly, Drake took Sally by the hand and said, "Come," before leading her down the hall to his room at a slightly accelerated pace. Nik, if you're back in there, I swear to God...

Drake grabbed the knob of the door and flung it open, immediately inspecting the room. Apparently, Nik had not quite made it back, yet, from the library. "Fucking thank you," Drake uttered out loud before turning back around to Sally. He shot her a look that a wolf would shoot a rabbit before he attacked. Drake moved in very quickly and lifted Sally off the ground, grabbing her by her thighs and pushing her back up against the door, closing it in the process. He pushed his lips to hers again, disregarding any bashfulness, and went in deep. Gingerly, he bit her lower lip before his hand shot up and started dancing along the wall, seeking the light switch. After a few moments, his fingers found what they were looking for. CLICK



Sally:

The second Drake took her hand, Sally just knew that things were about to go down. She couldn't help the grin that had begun to pull at her lips. Normally, she wouldn't let something like this happen, nor continue. The Hell with that. Tonight, she was throwing caution to the wind. Tonight, she was going to let herself go. Even if it's just this once. Sally followed closely behind Drake, her hand tightening in his.

And then another thought hit her. What if Nik was in there? Her heart skipped a beat, and she nearly stopped Drake. There was also a chance that he wasn't. They would just find out when they got there. Easy, girl. Calm down. That was much easier said than done at this point.

Once they reached the room, Sally stayed behind Drake while he checked the room for Nik. Apparently, he wasn't there, because when Drake turned and looked at Sally, good God. Just the look alone made her heart beat harder against her ribs. Seconds later, she found herself being lifted off of the floor, Drake’s hands holding her thighs. He pushed her back against the door, shutting it, his body moving and settling between her legs. His lips came crashing down on hers, and she more than happily obliged. This time, it was go big or go home. Drake was the wolf, and Sally was the rabbit. Her arms had gone around his neck, pulling him closer to her. Just the contact with their clothes on was nearly enough to send her over the top, and he had more on than she did. That's when she felt teeth on her bottom lip. Drake had given it a nip and forced an almost whimper like sound from her. This was it. She was fuckin putty in his hands, and there was absolutely no going back now.

Seconds later, they were shrouded in darkness, following a soft CLICK
#TeamRumiko
Gotcha, and fixed. Well that correction helps balance it a little.
I know this says it's full, so if there is ever any more room, would love to try this game out. Thanks!

I'm pretty interested in making a Demon character, but it looks like we're lacking in everything other than Humans. Is there a preference for what the game could really use right now in terms of races or will anything suffice?

Drake “D” Edwards



Location: Ashford Institute for the Gifted > Courtyard to the Dorm Interactions/Mentions:@KatKook@Damo021@BoyMom69035



Drake grinned with a bit of pride. "Still trying to get it under control," he admitted, "but Papa's got a brand new bag." Drake took another huff of the cigarette, blowing it out in the opposite direction of the group. "I should get," he said finally, a southern way of announcing his intentions to depart. "Helluva day!" His eyes were becoming glassy and his smile was growing wider. The whiskey was doing its job. After another puff, Drake shook his phone in the air and said, "It was good seeing you all. Hit me up anytime." Now leave, he told himself, before you do anything embarrassing. Drake then gave a casual military salute followed by a look of instant regret. Dude! Really?!

He turned and walked at a slightly increased pace, attempting to outrun the goofiness he just committed. With one last puff, he lifted his palm and started to pull the same trick he did earlier in the day; to put the cigarette out in his hand. He paused, however, and even ceased walking for a moment while he stared at the cherry. Curiosity crept over him and he forced himself to concentrate. The cherry then started to grow and eventually formed a flame, eating away at what little was left of the cigarette's paper. He then forced his will the opposite way. The flame and the cherry immediately extinguished. Huh... Could be useful...

Drake went back into the building and chucked the butt in the nearest trash can before making his way to his dorm. As he stepped in, he surveyed the room and Nik was nowhere to be found. Drake went to his nightstand and opened the drawer. A new bottle of whiskey was ripe for the drinking. He cracked it open and refilled his flask. When he was finished, he picked up the glass liquor bottle and turned back to his nightstand, intending to return it to it's place.



The voice boomed this time and Drake twitched violently, dropping the glass bottle. With a crash, the liquor exploded on the floor, flowing in all directions. Once Drake regained his wits, he looked at the mess and then to the door of the dorm. His blood started to boil and his lips reared back into a snarl.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" he roared. His question remained unanswered. In a huff, Drake pushed himself off the bed and walked to the bathroom to grab a towel. He grabbed it and, in passing the mirror, caught a glimpse of his reflection and paused. All his life, his eyes has been two exclusively different colors; red and blue. As he looked at himself now, however, it almost seemed like the a fifth of the blue eye had started changing... It, too, had a fraction of red now. Silently, Drake's lips mouthed 'what the fuck...'

He eventually shook it off and went back toward his bed to clean the mess. Afterward, he stared at his phone again, the alcohol in full effect now. He couldn't stay focused. He couldn't be around people, or at least not a group of them. He was feeling weird, out of place and confused. He looked at his new contacts and just stared for a minute longer. I shouldn't, he thought.
I'm sure you're all aware of the infamous RPG 'Monkeys with Machine Guns'. What I am proposing is taking that idea and turning it on its head by replacing it with Rabbits.



In 'Monkeys With Machine Guns, But With Rabbits' your character is one of many citizens who have been dispatched to combat the invading terrorists from the fictional country and Vega. The game will be split into 5 different episodes, which brief intermissions in between for socializing and character development.


Just like the last game (which I LOVED!) we'll be looking for at least 10 players before starting.




The game will start with the players randomly scatted across a centralized military base on the outskirts of Vega just as the Vegans have begun their attack, so picking your characters' attributes strategically will be very important.

Thanks for your consideration.
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