forum Creativity is a crime rp, anyone?

Started March 16, 2018 by @SabMatt

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Phoebe leaned against the wall of an alley, trying to piece together the fractured thoughts pounding against the sides of her skull. Her eyes were dry but her cheeks were wet as she squeezed her eyes shut, Marco's ice blue eyes taunting her.

(is there any way at all you could change Miles' tallies? Because it's not fair to @sTRAYKEYS since they asked in the rp)

(No, tried and laptop started bugging. The edit function will not work.)

you don't have to edit the original, just say you've changed it. that's what I did with Phoebe's sexuality)

(I can try. sTRAYKEYS, what will work best? I think that I would rather keep it as is, but can we compromise?)

(Can you can make it fourteen?! I changed Marco's to 15.)

(Ok. Also, Edit works now, so I can change it.)

"KILL HER!" The voice said louder, causing both Micah and the girl to cover their ears. No…I won't… "FINE…." A few seconds later, an image filled his mind. He was standing in another dark room, facing a wall. Micah turned around and gasped, tears stinging his eyes again. In front of him were…all of them. Mariko, Marco, Phoebe, Amber, Victoria, Ellis, and the two siblings from earlier…hung from nooses and marked with bullet wounds. No…no no no no… Micah's whole face was covered with tears. He was stuck in this hell for a few more seconds before he was brought back to the room with the girl. "THAT IS WHAT HAPPENS IF YOU DON'T KILL HER…" He grasped the gun tighter. "I….I'm so sorry…" Micah aimed the gun towards the girl and closed his eyes as the pulled the trigger.

Marco pounded the door. Jiji opened it up looking at him suspiciously. "I know you not good with English, but change me back," Marco spat. (Imma have him change Marco even tho NERD isn't here.) Jiji touched Marco's shoulder and turned away slamming the door behind him. Marco checked his reflection and saw that his black hair was back. Thanks, old man, he thought.

"KILL HER!" The voice said louder, causing both Micah and the girl to cover their ears. No…I won't… "FINE…." A few seconds later, an image filled his mind. He was standing in another dark room, facing a wall. Micah turned around and gasped, tears stinging his eyes again. In front of him were…all of them. Mariko, Marco, Phoebe, Amber, Victoria, Ellis, and the two siblings from earlier…hung from nooses and bullet wounds. No…no no no no… Micah's whole face was covered with tears. He was stuck in this hell for a few more seconds before he was brought back to the room with the girl. "THAT IS WHAT HAPPENS IF YOU DON'T KILL HER…" He grasped the gun tighter. "I….I'm so sorry…" Micah aimed the gun towards the girl and closed his eyes as the pulled the trigger.

NOOOO!!! @PuffPoff how do you write these heartbreaking scenes???!!!

Naria Miles. People normally call Naria "Miles".
Age: 14
Gender: Gender fluid. Miles is typically female, but sometimes male.
Sexuality: Bi.
Looks: Periwinkle, shoulder length, wavy hair, normally in a ponytail or man/woman bun. She has gold eyes with sapphire blue flecks. They are 6' 2", and weigh 189 pounds. They have a tattoo of a raven on their left arm. Miles loves wearing miniskirts with ripped leggings underneath, and tank tops.
Powers: Healing, water manipulation, psychic powers.
Background: Has 14 tallies, loves dancing, music, pottery, designing outfits, ect. Miles is a member of a rebellion called The Artists.
Personality: Cynical, yet bubbly. A cheerful, eternal, pessimist, you might say. Miles is the embodiment of "Precious Cinnamon Roll " and will flirt with anyone, but rarely does so.

(Also Miles can shapeshift. It helps to diguise them.)

Phoebe's thoughts were reeling, her heart pounding in time with her aching head. He's done with you, Phoebe, get over it! But she couldn't.

Phoebe's thoughts were reeling, her heart pounding in time with her aching head. He's done with you, Phoebe, get over it! But she couldn't.

(LIAR!)

Miles was sitting in a bar, drawing in public, when a resounding crash came from behind him.

Phoebe's thoughts were reeling, her heart pounding in time with her aching head. He's done with you, Phoebe, get over it! But she couldn't.

(LIAR!)

Sorry! :P

(>:P

your turn :P)

"Put your hands up and drop the pencil!" a soldier said. Miles replied, "Hey, sir, I mean no trouble."

Marco walked out of the restaurant with a focused expression on his face. He saw a woman talking to a salesman. He approached her and quickly took her wallet out of her purse. Marco opened it. Jesus. Five hundred dollars! Marco smiled and shoved the wallet into his back pocket.

Phoebe gritted her teeth, shaking herself out of her stupor and walking unsteadily back to Mariko and Ellis. She didn't know where 'Ashton' was, but she hoped Amber and Victoria were safe.

The resteraunt Marco walked into was the place where Miles was now being pinned to the wall.

"Surrender, or die." the soldier said. "Bite me." said Miles. He grabbed his scetchbook and kicked the man down.

Miles bumped into Marco, falling down on his face. the soldier grabbed Miles and knocked him out.

Marco frowned and froze the soldier. He picked up the unconscious kid and ran off.

BYE!)

Phoebe had almost reached Mari and Ellis when she saw Marco sprint out of the restaraunt, holding a guy.