forum @Carrots Come Here. I Beckon Thee for a Gay RP.

Started October 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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@Carrots. The title explains it all.

caaAAARROOOTS

Yeeeeee

Caaarooots!

Emiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

Caaaaaaroooooooottttttsss!

Emmmmmmmmiiiiiii! What's da plan for dis rp?

Cccccccaaaaaarrroooots! So I was thinking these guys could be in a gang. But we split the members evenly amongst the two of us and we focus more on the gay fluffiness. To save time we could use the same characters we made for the other RP!

Sounds like a good plan!

Yas! You know which RP I’m referring to, right?

The homeless one?

Yes. Except they’re not homeless.

*Except in this one they’re not homeless

Gotcha

Yep! Do you wanna steal our character from there or what?

I don't mind, we can if you want

I am because I’m lazy as hell.

Aha, same tho, I say no and let's just hop into it but idc

EvEn BeTtEr! Is it okay if I use Sisi, though (he’s an old character of mine and all the RPs I’ve entered him in are deadddddd)?

Yeah, go right ahead, I don't mind. We still doing the magic thing or no?

Do you want to? If not I think I’ll just have Sisi as a magic-less smol.

I think magic could be cool, makes everything more fun

Then let’s do magic! Ready to start?

Yup!

So should i start?

Yis please

Oof alright

Dusk had fallen. Sisi was collecting his schoolthings, humming gently as he shoved them into his bag. He hoisted it up over his shoulder and prepared to leave, sweeping his little room one last look.

Liam sat on his motorbike outside, leaning on the handle bars as he watched the sun go down with a sigh. This was probably the most relaxed he'd been in a long time and for once a smile bloomed on his lips at the thought.

Sisi walked out of the lone apartment complex he’d been ransacking for the gang. They didn’t want him buying them food yet, they said it’d be too obvious to his parents. He stretched out, inhailing the sweet evening air.

Liam adjusted his leather jacket as he started up the engine for the bike and headed down the street where he was to meet with someone fairly new to the gang. He pulled a cigarette out of his pocket once he arrived and lit it, waiting with as much patience as he could muster.