forum "dude... are you okay?" (o/o roleplay, open!)

Started July 30, 2019 by Deleted user

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"who exactly are you trying to intimidate out of the closet? i might be able to help." he strode over, eyeing the door that seemed to be held shut.

"Vicente Santiago Rubio, open the fucking door!" she shouted with a loud kick that echoed through the hall. "Your help would be appreciated."

"oh, god, it's him." zen sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. he gave two solid thumps on the door, followed by a stern command.

"colgate, get your ass out here, or the entire populous of the school will know you can't get it up when given the chance to fuck isaac bell. might sprinkle some drama in there, maybe a rumor about erectile dysfunction. get the fuck out of the closet, the rest of us came out in freshman year."

"Fuck off! That's not what happened!" With his back still leaning against the door, Vicente tried to attain a broom but huffed when he realized it was out of his reach.

"Vicente!" Nimue banged on the door. "Man up and face me already!"

"uh huh. no matter what happened, that's the story that's getting told to everyone if you don't come out in 5." he leaned against the wall next to the door, beginning his countdown with his phone at the ready.

"5."

"Bastard," His heart would've been racing if he had still been alive. Vicente slid to his knees and looked up at the cracked ceiling and dim light.

Nimue backed away from the door with her arms crossed against her chest, tapping her foot in anticipation.

"4."

zen looked boredly at the door, opening snapchat on his phone and taking a picture of the barricaded door. he typed out a caption, throwing an absentminded "3." into the air as he wrote.

Stupid fucking bastard.

Vicente stood up and opened the door, regretting it immediately when Nimue pulled on his hair, digging her long nails into his scalp. He tried prying her fingers out of it, but it was no use.

"ohohooo, someone cares about their reputation. see you around, nimue." zen deleted the snap, tucking his phone back into his pocket and turning to walk back to the library.

"Oh fuck you!" He shouted, attempting to twist away from Nimue's grip which earned them a few stares.

Nimue marched outside, giving his hair a tug for each time her grip loosened. Her anger radiated from her and she tossed him into the grass.

zen sat back down, getting a confused look from isaac.

"so…?"

"your fucking bloodsucker was in a closet and nimue was trying to get him out of it."

"you got him out?"

"yeah. i hope she kills him, she seemed angry."

"…ditto." isaac turned back to his phone, and zen went back to his book.

"I have been trying to get in touch with you for the past year, Vicente," He frantically backed away from her, not really caring for the people who stared. "But you, being the selfish prick you are, ignored all my calls, all my texts–"

"Because you're crazy," he had thought she was going to kick him in the stomach, but scurried away from her when he realized she was aiming lower. "Listen, Nim, I get it. You're upset that I slept with your sister and all but–" He dodged her attempt to swing at him. "In my defense, you cheated on me first. So I had every right to–" Vicente moved further away.

zen's phone pinged in his pocket.

he pulled it out and tapped the notification, only to see a snapchat from an acquaintance. it was a video of nimue taking swings at vicente while he dodges desperately. there was a caption, simply reading "SDFGSDFGSDFG".

zen smiled faintly and turned off his phone.

"well, bells. nimue is certainly trying to kill him."

isaac looked up.

"good for her."

She threw her shoe at him, but he was thankful it hit his shoulder instead of his face. "Can you not?" He rubbed at his shoulders and winced. Nimue was awfully strong for a human girl, then again, vampire hunters weren't exactly the weakest.

"First of all, that's not why i'm upset," she took off her other shoe, but he quickly avoided her attempt in throwing it at him. "Not solely, anyway."

"Then what is your de–"

"My deal is your stupidity!" Nimue rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone in response to his confused expression. "This," she pointed to a picture of two puncture scars along the curve of someone's neck. "The bite marks on Kariin's neck? You're lucky I don't stake you on the–"

He put his finger over her lips. "Keep your voice down. You're too damn loud." He snapped, glancing at the large crowds of people peering at the two. "Let's talk somewhere that's more…secluded."

zen's phone buzzed again, revealing a part two video. he sighed as he watched it, but brightened when he heard "stake"

"nimue found your bloodsucker out. she said something about a stake. i really hope she kills him."

isaac looked up mildly, leaning over to see the video.

"interesting. why do you keep referring to him as mine? really all that happened was a loose hug for about 4 seconds. i have no claim over him."

zen shrugged. "just seemed appropriate."

He dragged her back into the building and into an empty classroom, and to his surprise, she didn't protest it. "Alright," he shut the door behind him, "what about the marks–"

"There shouldn't be marks," she said between clenched teeth. "Let me guess, she's the first human you've ever bitten, right?" Before he could say anything, she held her finger up to silence him. "Do you realize what you've done to her, Vicente? Are you insane?"

"I–"

"No. This," she pointed to the picture on her phone again, "is your doing. If she dies– When she dies, you need to make sure that she stays dead. We don't need anymore of your kind roaming around the school."

Vicente scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Oh come on, you don't really expect me to kill her. Is being a vampire really that bad?"

Nimue shrugged with her arms folded on her chest. "I don't know, you tell me. Now, i'm giving you the opportunity to do this yourself," she inched closer to him. "Can't say the same for the others you've bitten though. That is if you've bitten anybody else."

"wonder where she dragged him off to."

"couldn't care less."

"wonder if you'll fucking die."

"i hope i do, honestly. he said i wouldn't but i hope to god that he's wrong."

"bells, you're a huge mood, but what did we say about suicidal thoughts?"

isaac sighed, turning back to his phone. "i'm fucking empty, yeet."

"NO-"

(I can't XD)

Nimue pressed a dagger into his hand. "And kill yourself while when you're done. That would be greatly appreciated. Keep this school 'creature free'." Vicente didn't care much for her words, his face remaining unexpressive as she left.

He sighed and tucked the dagger into the waistband of his pants.

He didn't like this, not one bit, but he knew he had to take responsibility for his own negligence. It certainly wasn't the first time he's killed– the array of vampire heads on his bedroom wall were proof of that– but he's never killed a human before.

Vicente stood outside Kariin's dorm, contemplating whether or not he should knock and wake her up from sleep.

isaac was laying on his stomach on his bed in the shared dorm, watercolor pad in front of him. a halfway done painting of raw opal was on the paper.

"hey zen, come look at this."

"i'm not getting up."

"aw, fuck you."

Vicente muttered a curse as he began pounding on her door.

"Who's there?" she shouted, her voice slightly muffled.

"It's me, Vicente," Oh God… The sound of the lock made him feel a bit queasy. He tried keeping his face unexpressive when she opened the door, revealing her deathly pale appearance. Kariin held her arms out, gesturing for him to come in.

isaac jumped as muffled pounding sounded through their room, sounding as if it were around three dorms down. zen furrowed his eyebrows.

"someone has to be drunk and locked out. it's only wednesday, damn."