forum Why Is There Blood On This Paper? (0x0) (Gay!) (CLOSED!)

Started October 23, 2020 by Deleted user

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Prompt: A writer and a killer meet online via a dating website, and they realize they are PERFECT for eachother

Character: Invalid Character

Rules:
3 lines or more, no one liners!
Must be an experienced roleplayer
Must have a character link or a template,whether you have your own or use my simple one I don't care
No Pinterest Links!
I can do anything but if you have any triggers lemme know
Little to no character control. Some is okay if you're setting up a scene for a starter, but try to leave as much room as possible
If not okay with NSFW stuff, also lemme know

May I join?

Now you Cala, let's see your murder boi

Let me create one, it might take a teeny bit.

Okay!

"Everyone shut up or I might just lose it, and we all know what happens when I do."

Name: Graham Conlon

Gender: Male

Sexuality: "Uhm, I'm straight." "Sort of . . ."

DOB: January 12

Star sign: "I'm a Capricorn, sadly, just because I was born one doesn't mean I behave like one."

Oh my god, I'm surrounded by idiot sandwiches.

Looks: https://lemanagement.dk/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/benjamin-orlando-43726.jpg

Personality: "Personality-wise, well uhm I'm me." . . . "Oh, that's not a good enough answer, well uhm rude, but okay. When I'm not plotting to destroy the world with a new element that I've created -well sort of, working on it-." He gets rudely interrupted by one of his friends -minions, sorry, don't know where that friend thing came from-."NO DREW THE FREEZE GUN GOES INTO THE THE CAR, NOT THE FREEZER. Excuse me for a second." He steps out of the room and after a few minutes and few loud thuds comes back in,"So sorry, now where was I? My personality, ah yes. Well, I enjoy sitting around and watching National Geographic, or reading their magazines. Honestly, anything that is science-related or based interests me very much. Hhm, now, I uhm also don't really like people." Drew and another guy pop their heads into the room, "Heeey, I thought that you liked us." Graham, getting a little triggered by them groans and nods a yes. Satisfied the two run off, "As I was saying, I don't like." He stops speaking to see if they were still around, not wanting them to bother him anymore, "Most people, I like Drew and Clark though, even if they are idiots at times. HHm, what else about me. I uhm, I don't like caffeine or sodas, but I will drink apple juice, but that's not too important. And anything else about oh well. I've been told I'm terrible at showing emotions, well ones other than anger, frustration, and I don't know if this counts as an emotion, but psychopathic tendencies are quite normal for me too, but hey, that's what's so fun about me. Now uhm the end? I guess." As he walks off, "I feel like I should have said I like long walks on the beach or something. . . Why in the world did I have to do that?"
((Yeah, I'll fix this, I'm just lazeee))

Have you ever wondered what death feels like?

Skills: "I think the best way to describe it is to say I work with chemical, no, moreso certain elements, like metal and things of that nature. But my specialty is radioactive chemicals if that makes sense. But I do also handle technology, but I prefer creating my own explosives. So I can easily kill others, no, I never really considered using them to help the government or whatever, if they want them they can create them themselves, it's really not that hard."

Well, had you listened to me in the first place we wouldn't be in this situation now, would we? Now go clean up your mess so we can leave without being caught.

"Being an idiot must be tough."

Likes: "Uhm, does arson count as a like?"
Dislikes: People, he's antisocial, and also a major jerk, so well, he and the rest of the human population don't get along too well. Especially since he likes to kill members of the human race as well.

Favorite color: "I don't like colors." . . ."Okay fine, yellow, like a mustard yellow, not a shade lighter, or a shade darker. And I guess red, not because it looks like blood… Okay yes because it looks like blood."

Favorite food and drink: "I think my favorite food would be a vegetarian chicken sandwich. I'm not even a vegetarian, but I really like that one food. And uhm drink, I think it would be water, after apple juice, don't judge."
Favorite instrument: ". . ."

Hobbies: "I like to work on new gadgets and things, like that, it may seem boring or something, but to me, it's so much fun. And I like working with machinery. And killing people, I guess if you could consider that to be a hobby."

"Nope nope nope nopity nope."

Favorite song: Dancing In the Moonlight, He's not exactly sure why, he just likes it.

Other: "Uhm, I'm left-handed, if that's cool, or counts as something you need to know."

Author's note: He's a jerk, please understand that. And if you're confused as to who Drew and Clark are, they're sort of just two human-like robots Graham created a while ago. They're kind of his kids/never-ending projects since something is always breaking when it comes to them and well he loves them.

"Screw everything, I didn't really want to create this bomb to begin with. Not like I planned it for a month or something."

Graham was bored, he didn't really have any plans for the weekend and by plans really it was just a victim that he could easily knock off. He had tried tinkering with the Carter for a little bit (yes I changed his nameeeeeee), since the boy seemed to be having some sort of weird malfunction, but it was a quick fix, and now he was bored once more. So he decided to go online and just see if Evan was online.

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Hey man, you there?

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Anything would be better than just being alone, at the moment, and well he sort of enjoyed this guy's company.

'Kinda sorta.' Was Evans response as he sat there in his room, listening to the classical music station,a hot cup of tea next to his computer as he wrote away on his most current novel. 'I'm working on my book right now. Why do you ask?' He wore nothing but a big dark blue robe and some huge thick grey sweats. It was a rather cold fall day, and he was not looking forward to spending the winter alone.

'I'm just bored, it was sort of just a dull day. No work to do, no chores, nada, so I was just kinda, wait, how's the book going?' He loved to hear about Evan's thought process and how he wrote out his books, it was just so interesting to him, and although he'd never be able to do things like that it just really intrigued him.

'Well currently I'm trying to how hard Michael's head would have to go through his own bedroom window, without concaving it. I want the glass to go flying and slice open his jugular for drama reasons.' He replied. 'Alas, google can only do so much. I almost need to kill a bunch of people myself just to get it right, and my doctor friend isn't that much of a help either. I might take a break, go get some lunch. Wanna meet up somewhere?' He offered in high hopes.

((I don't know why, but for some sick reason I started laughing at the post))

That sounds like an interesting experiment. He thought with a smile, Perhaps I can somehow offer my advice? 'And uhm why not? It sounds like a lot of fun.'

(wait, before I continue the post, would Evan like the kiddos being around?))

((mmm…how about we slowly introduce them? Would be an interesting plot point.))

'Sweet! I was kind of craving chinese, is that cool with you?' He asked as he got up and got dressed in a blue and white striped sweater, still wearing the sweats, and some big black boots with thick white socks. He then grabbed his usual leather satchel,threw on a huge over sized grey jacket,and headed to the kitchen with his tea to put it in a thermos.

((It would be, imagine Evan coming over to Graham's place and staying the night and then waking up to two little kids sort of just watching them like, "WHO THE HECK ARE YOU!!!"

'That sounds amazing, any place, in particular, you'd like to go too?' They were already semi-dressed to go out and just threw an oversized sweatshirt before turning off his laptop and pulling the app on his phone. The boys were playing with some of their toys in the living room and when they saw Graham enter Drew rushed to give him a hug while Carter sort of ignored him. He was probably in one of his moods again, "Okay, so dad is going to go out for a little bit, so I'm gonna need to power you down for a little bit, okay?"

((no Evan is used to kids but just the fact they're they're robot kids would freak him out a bit. Not a LOT because of his sister Hyla but enough to weird him out.))

'I'm feeling lazy. Some place close and not formal?' He sent. 'How about the Golden Wok. It's not too far from my place.' And with this he was out the door. He got on his bike and headed off,just happy to be spending part of the night not alone.

'Sure, I'll be there in about fifteen minutes.' He decided to just drive there, it was too far to walk, but like close enough to drive there in a decent time, probably just five minutes or something. The ten minutes would be just shutting the boys off, which was hard to do since they sort of disliked it. But eventually he was able to turn them off and put them away in their rooms. Then he was off. After about five minutes he pulled up in front of the restaurant and parked looking around for Evan.

((Okay that makes sense))

Evan was sitting inside by the window on his phone, chilled to the bone. It was the type of cold where your breath fogged in the air,and his bike was the only bike in the rack out front, locked up of course, as he perked up upon seeing Graham, he gave a small wave and a smile.