forum Hero-high rp (that's such a dumb name, i couldn't think of anything else lol)

Started October 02, 2023 by @VinegarSoup group

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Chee smiled. "Okay, so we've got Me, My name's Chee, We have Finn, Clover, and…" She gestured to Eve. "Name?"

“I’m Eve.” She hiked her backpack up and frowned. “Anyone know what the hell is going on? This has to be the Senior Prank, right?” She pulled out her phone. “My boyfriend could be in on it, I can ask him.”

Damian turns the corner and practically walks into the small crowd. "What the- Wait, you got one of those too?" They hold up their own card, tossing it, and catching it.

"i dunno man, it doesn't seem like it…but maybe"

"oh! only one more to find, great"

"Okay. We have Chee, Finn, Eve, Clover, and you." She pointed to each in turn, ending on Damian. "So… one more."

Eve looks at the growing group in confusion. “So is that a consensus of ‘no’ on the prank theory?”

(guys, plz slow down for a sec, i was busy and have catch up T^T)

(sorry man!)

rem came up behind the group, seeing all the cards matching the one in their hand as well, "the sands of misfortune have thrown us to the bottom of the hourglass." they said, although it meant: 'so, a weird creepy guy chose us, huh?'

"…what?" he chuckled

Damian clicked their tongue as they processed that. "Hmm…. Yes, probably! I mean, maybe not exactly misfortune, seems like something exciting is going on, we don't need to make it sound so bad!"

Eve watched the exchange in wordless confusion. what in the actual heck.

rem looked at the group, "bad is not quite the problem ahead." they said

(all good!) he just chuckled more "i like this dude"

(im back!) rem gave a nod, though their expression stayed the same, "i like myself too."

(yay!) he laughed "what's your name man?"

Clover silently observed. This was stupid, a joke, a prank, hell even a mistake. Why were they chosen for this? Why were any of them chosen? What did they even have in common? Why us six?

"remi, cinnabar if needed." they pulled out their phone and dialed the number, "i suppose one of us must throw ourselves to the lions."

"Dont give any personal information, just incase. I have no clue who this person is. I'm pretty sure nobody does either"

"yeah, just call him and we'll see…" (i'll be james (the rich guy on the phone))

they gave a thumbs up as the phone buzzed. (umm… who's playing the guy?)

(me pfft) "greetings! i've been expecting your call, are all of you in a secure private area?"

"no" I wisper. Its a lunch period so the classroom is near empty but its not really private

"please go somewhere secluded then please, this is a private matter after all"

Damian looks around for some sort of enclosed area. "We could hide in the bathroom…..? Or like a janitors closet or something…."

"sir, 'secure' is the fantasy of the foolish and the broken dream of children, the answers we want are within your hands and i'd advise you tell us." said rem sternly. they hated the qualities of the navy blues.