forum School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Wait really? What the fuck? Also I came up with a really cruel idea."

Dalton? Hmm, he seems…sweet. But how do I answer? I guess I…don't? Yeah, I'll leave it up to him. "Babe! Some Dalton guy is texting you!"

Ryan basically tripped into the room in a rush, "Dalton?!"

"Yeah. Something about how he misses you or whatever and is kind of offended how you didn't tell him you were getting married."

Name: Dalton Lockwood
Gender: Male
Supernatural Ability: Compulsion(Mind control)- He looks someone in the eyes, his pupils dilate and then whatever he says the person will do. Along with this, he can make people see whatever he wants them to. His powers work on anything living. (Yo! It's compulsion, most of my characters do it! Keep up!)
Personality: Quiet and guarded, He's cunning, persuasive and is good at lying.
Appearance: (One sec the Application errors are being ANNOYING AS HELL AT THE MOMENT)
Background: His parents found out about his powers when he accidentally brainwashed his younger brother, who is now basically an empty shell of a human.
Other: His powers are sometimes uncontrollable when he's feeling an overwhelming emotion, If he looks into someone's eyes it can brainwash or paralyze them.

"PERFECT! What is said cruel idea?" Darren smiled.

"Well, he… Whatever," Ryan grabbed his phone.
Ryan: Sorry it's just been awhile I wasn't convinced you cared
Dalton: Dude damn straight I care. Do you still live in the same house?
Ryan: Yes why?
Dalton: Be there in 3

"We fake suicide? It's not completely fleshed out, but it would definitely effect them right?"

"I can't believe it. It's finally happening." She giggled.

"We fake suicide? It's not completely fleshed out, but it would definitely effect them right?"

"Oh my God that's so mean but would hurt both of them… I have ideas, this is perfect!"

"I can't believe it. It's finally happening." She giggled.

"What's happening?" Ryan looked up at her.

"That's great! So how?"

"I'm actually meeting one of your friends. If he can really be considered a friend."

"That's great! So how?"

"I text Ryan about something important, he gets worried easily and he'll come over but we shall already set up our deaths for them to walk in on?" The rough draft.

"I'm actually meeting one of your friends. If he can really be considered a friend."

"Oh, for the record, yes, he is considered a friend. We met at Bishops,"

"Oh hell yes, but the big question is. How should we die? Hang ourselves, bleed out, overdose?"

"Oh so he's a private kid. Which in turn means he's probably a dick. Great. Thanks for the heads up."

"Overdose for me, hanging for you? I overdose on my cancer meds and you hung yourself so you didn't have to deal with losing me?"

"Oh so he's a private kid. Which in turn means he's probably a dick. Great. Thanks for the heads up."

"No he's not a stuck up conceited private school kid. He's an emo, punk rock, asshole. He's not mean on purpose it's how he masks himself,"

"So he's still a dick but he's more like me. Good to know. I've made friends with assholes, who knows, maybe he won't be so bad."

Lillian nodded, "Sounds good. I got to figure out how to hang myself, still look dead, and not actually die."

"So he's still a dick but he's more like me. Good to know. I've made friends with assholes, who knows, maybe he won't be so bad."

"He just takes a while to warm up to people," There was a knock on the door, "Open the fucking door Lerman,"

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear, there he is." She stood and shoved him towards the door. "Go on, he's your friend."

Lillian nodded, "Sounds good. I got to figure out how to hang myself, still look dead, and not actually die."

"Don't die, that would suck. But I am fresh out of ideas on that one,"

"Maybe instead of hanging I could be bleeding out? Since you know, I used to um…… Yeah. It would seem logical and getting me to look almost dead and covered in blood isn't that hard."

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear, there he is." She stood and shoved him towards the door. "Go on, he's your friend."

Ryan opened the door and grinned and said happily, "Dalto–" only to be cut off, "Yes, it's me, shocker." he said dryly, "You knew I was coming," Dalton stepped through the door, he had thick, black, wavy hair. It was shorter than Ryan's, short enough it wasn't considered shaggy. He had green eyes and noticeable eyeliner. "That's okay, I'm still happy to see you Lerman," he hugged Ryan and directed his attention toward Belle.

"Maybe instead of hanging I could be bleeding out? Since you know, I used to um…… Yeah. It would seem logical and getting me to look almost dead and covered in blood isn't that hard."

"Good idea!" He laughed. Better than having to think.

Her eyebrows shot up. "It's like I'm looking in a damn mirror. But my reflection has a lot more eyeliner than I usually wear."

Lillian grinned, "This is going to be fun. Also in your text, act like your literally dying. Give him no context."