I hardly think I'm qualified
To come across all sanctified
I just don't cut it with the cherubim
The town's already on it's knees
Being worshiped is a breeze
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A popular kid at your school has just told you that they're a god, and so are you! Will you go along with their rambling as they teach you how to be a god? Will you let your ego get inflated?
May I?
Of course!
There probably won't be any romance or anything in this rp, just some found family with really big egos
Sounds good
Alrighty then, some more explanation!
I'll be playing the god/popular kid and you'd probably play a nerd/outskirts kid
I love it! Also, I haven't Role-played in a while, so, sorry if I'm a bit rusty.
It's fine, I just got off a hiatus so I haven't either
we can wash off that rust together!
Perfect, haha. Do you have a template or are we just jumping in?
Mm, just give me a quick name, year of highschool, and favorite class?
Emma Gomez, first year, and probably P.E
Rad
I'll have a starter up in a minute
(One hour later, I'm so sorry)
Raz's heels clicked down the hall, still noticeable even with the loud din of highschool halls. They were walking with their usual group; Maddie, the cheer captain, David, the principal's son, Aaron, the math team captain, and Beth, the delinquent. These different people were united under Raz, the queen bee and tyrant of the school. Raz started this year and befriended the four.
Their knowing eyes seem to search over every student at their lockers, sending them the energy of 'You wish you could be me'.
Emma usually wore a hoodie, even in middle school she was a bit of an outcast. Through high school she hope to go unknown. Behind her she heard whispers, against her better judgment Emma turned around. There they were, the popular kids. It almost looked like the red sea had split, student's moved to the side as they walked. Pulling her hood up more she turned before they could notice her.
Emma's efforts turned out to be futile as she could feel Raz's gaze pierce through her, almost like they could see through the hood. They nodded to the side, telling their posse to go on ahead, they had to talk to someone. Raz waved off their group's questions and told them to just go as they stalked toward Emma.
"Emma Gomez, right?"
Emma flinched. She was new and didn't want trouble, and the voice behind her would definitely trouble. "Yeah," she answered without turning around, hoping she would leave. Calm down. Her heart raced, like she had just ran a marathon. Emma was hoping, praying for the school bell to ring so she could get out, escape like a small animal under attack.
"Great." Raz smirked, grabbing Emma's arm and pulling her into an empty room. "Hello there, I'm Raz. You, my friend, are who I've been looking for for about a year or two, since I knew about your existence really."
Emma, a bit surprised, yanked her arm away and back into a wall. She wanted to gain some distance between her and Raz. "I'm sorry, you must be mistaken." Quickly she moved towards the door, but as soon as she tried to open it she realized it was locked. With nothing else to do, she turned back to Raz and hoped that if something went down, she'd be able to fight her way out.