So this role play is kind of inspired from heathers.
We're kids in high school, and the further into it we go, the worse everything becomes. It's basically everyone trying to survive social murder and the urge to please others. Dating is allowed, but if you wanna do the ol' devils tango please take it to DMs. I would like to say that mild swearing is allowed? So, uh… you can swear but you don't have to after every other word.
You can be anywhere in between a freshman and a senior, obviously. Warning though, if you're a freshman, things might be rough at first.
Character Template:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Other:
I know that's a small template but honestly that makes things a lot easier for me. You can add whatever you want if you feel it's important for your character.
No, you can join if you want
Yes, you may join, and yes, you may do the template
I should probably do mine…
Name: Carson Campbell
Age: 17 (Junior)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Tall, with thick curly brown hair that reaches her shoulders. Dark green eyes, and freckles all over her face and arms.
Name: Vincent Montague
Age: 17 (Senior)
Gender: Male
Appearance: 6'2'', short and thick dirty blond hair, warm brown eye's. Tanned skin.
Other: Vincent is on the School Swim team and as such almost always smells a bit like chlorine. He's one of those people that flirts with every one but doesn't think they're flirting.
Name: Azami Centero
Age: 17 (Junior)
Gender: Female
Appearance: 5'7, tanned skin with a scar curving from her left ear to the corner of her mouth. One eye is sky-blue, and the other is gray. She has straight black hair, dyed turquoise at the ends.
Other: Azami gets into trouble a lot, in and out of school. However, she's still cheerful most of the time.
Name: Alex Sanders
Age: 17 (Junior
Gender: Male
Appearance:
~Looks~
Hair: Black
Face: He has an oval face. (Forgot the name but it's when you have 2 different eye colors.) One blue and one yellow. He has blue glasses.
Body: Thin- He is thin yet he has muscles.
Clothing:
Weekends: Black hoodie and blue jeans.
Weekdays: White shirt, Black jeans.
Other: —–
(Great, i'll get us started then.)
Carson ran behind the bleachers, the sound of footsteps heavy behind her. She felt her stomach do flips worthy of gold medals as she vaulted over a trashcan and raced for the girls bathroom. At the last minute, she changed course for the parking lot. Now a days, a girls bathroom didn't mean protection, it just meant enclosure.
"Come back, whore!" the boys yelled behind her. They were getting closer. Carson may have been on the track team, but they had better lungs than she did. She could already feel her breaths becoming more painful.
The noise of the football game roared in the background, and she wished desperately that someone would notice her. Help her.
"Oi," Azami shouted. "Back off the girl." She was perched atop a minivan, and she jumped to the ground. "Cowards."
Alex would watch them run around, chasing her. He' felt bad for the girl, but couldn't do anything. He was weak. "Hey Lex!" He called to what the group called "Leader". "Back off the girl! The hell she did to you!?" He'd gulp saying those words, feeling like he was next to be chased. Alex was 100% correct. Lex made half his group run after him. Alex would eventually be cornered. "Oh..crap..im dead.." He was breathing fast and his heart was pounding out of his chest.
Carson was thankful for the girl on the van and the guy in the back, but when he got run off too, her confidence wavered. Fortunately for them, (Unfortunately for the guy who just got chased away) now there was only one boy against the two girls. The dude standing in front of them was big, and slowly, her started walking towards them.
"A three way doesn't sound so bad," he sneered. Carson backed up against the van, and he stuck his face in hers. "I wonder how cool it would be to make someone lose their virginity…" he said, his hands sliding up Carsons waist. He widened his stance, pressing his face into her neck. Carson yanked on his hair and kneed him in the crotch, sending him down to the pavement wailing. She then took off towards where the other kid was getting chased, hoping the girl that had helped her was following.
Azami followed the girl, running to help the boy.
"I am in the mood for a fight," she muttered under her breath. "Let's do this."
Catching up to the group, Azami grabbed the back of one boy's shirt, jerking him backwards. She kicked the backs of his knees, and he sank to the ground. She kept running, stepping on the boy's back.
Vincent was minding his own business when he saw the Lex group leave the game. He sighed and stood up, They were wining too, 13 to 7. He made his way out of the Stands and fallowed the sound of pounding feet. To his surprise he found them chasing a boy, that was odd. He reached out to grab the kids shoulders as he raced past. "Hey! What exactly are you knuckle heads up to this time? A friendly game of tag I'm sure, Nothing for me to get involved with." Vincent glared daggers at the boy's, Being the captain of the Swim team had it's perks, so did becoming friends with administration. The Kids giving chase slowed.
"Vince this doesn't concern you." One growled. Vincent raised an eyebrow.
"You chasing after one of my swimmers most definitely concerns me." He responded keeping his voice level and stern. Bluffing his way out of situations usually worked, he had no idea who this kid was.
(Hi, sorry, is it too late for me to join?)
(No, feel free!)
Carson stood next to the girl that had followed her, watching the scene unfold. She knew Vince from the swim team, but everyone else was a stranger. This had been an eventful evening after all…
"Alright then." Vince commented his eye's passing over the group of faces, "I'm willing to say this was just a game of tag Lex, If you and your crew sit your butts back on those bleachers for the rest of the game. Do I make myself clear?" The boy's looked at each other and back at Lex who stalked up to Vincent arms folded in front of him.
"You heard Pretty boy, back to the stands boy's." Lex spat in Vincent's face before fallowing the group back towards the game. Once they were out of ear shot Vincent relaxed his stance and let go of the boy, wiping the saliva off his face.
"Well that went better then expected. What did the lot of you do to get on his radar?"
