forum SOMEONE GOT A GOOD PLOT? (CLOSED)

Started January 19, 2019 by @KalamariCakes

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"Hello Lucy, John!" Iris called out, stepping into the room and flicking the lights on and off for a dramatic entrance. "Did ya miss me?"

"Iris, you're gonna give me a seizure!" John protested in a loud whine, squinting his eyes.

"Sorry Boo, I'll stop." They apologized, they may be an ass but they cared for their friends. "So I heard we were summoning demons." They said as they sat down with a plop.

"Somewhat," John humored.

"No, we're summoning our dead idols." She said, rolling her eyes affectionately. "And yes, John, you're really that bad. Not as bad as Iris, but that bad."

Iris gave a loud gasp, making their trademark Offended Flower Noises. "I am offended, to think my best friends would betray me like this! Honestly!"

John covered his face to stifle himself, then squinted facetiously at Iris.

"No one likes a drama queen, Iris. Now get your ass over here and help us get some advice from the dead." She said, fake glaring.

"No one likes a drama queen, Iris. Now get your ass over here and help us get some advice from the dead." She said, fake glaring.

"Rude. But fine." Iris stood up and sat down near Lucy, leaning their head on her shoulder dramatically.

Johm pushed hair behind his ear, "Do either of you have a hairtie?"

"Bedside table." She said, staring at the piece. "Seriously, please. Anything'll help."

"I highly doubt a toy, one you bought at KidsRUz, will summon anything, but you do you." Iris laughed, well, cackled.

"Again, do you have a better idea?" She said, turning to him.

"Nope!" They shrugged, giving a usual wicked grin.

"Lil shit." She muttered. "Hey, I think it's moving!"

John came stumbling back, hair pulled back out of the way spare for a few strands. "What? Its moving?"

"Yeah. Doesn't look coherent, though." She frowned.

"Well ask a question," John replied.

"What's your name?" She stared at the board, watching it try to move to different letters

John's eyes widened with excitement. He held his breath.

She furrowed her brow as it seemed to randomly jump to different letters. "Uhhhhh… do you know your name?"

"Hey, don't judge. Maybe they're russian. Russians dont have English letters," John commented.

"Okay, but why is it just-" She flinched slightly again as it was pulled to another letter. "Jerking around? You wouldn't do that when you're spelling, even if it was different letters."

He shrugged loosely, twirling a curl of hair around a finger.