forum Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}

Started July 22, 2018 by @RatGoddess

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(Yas)(I love backstories.)
Molly makes the jump again, this time landing on the top of the car gracefully but not without sound. She kicks out the window, and while doing so kicks the Prince's face.
"Whoops! Sorry! But this is mine." He hollers, grabbing Claire roughly and pulling her out the window, rolling on the ground as carefully as she could.
(Molly is really strong, btw)

Darren nods.
"It was alright, I guess." He points to a grey, toppled building.
"That was the theatre. My sister played there every other Tuesday."

She nodded happily "That sounds amazing," She looked at the building and then at him "What did she play?"

Darren would choke up, but he was more man than that. Or so he thought.
"Les Misrebles was her last performance."

Fiona nodded "I would have loved to see her play.." She looked down and went quiet.

Conner felt the rumble of his stomach, but ignored it, curling up with his chin on his knees. He was afraid to close his eyes, but he didn't know how much longer he could go without sleep

(Is Mira just gone now…"

XD Idkkk I'm just waiting for someone to come and find Conner again XD//

ooof gtg fn. Yeet but someone can still find Conner and I'll reply later!//

oke, see ya!//

(Yas)(I love backstories.)
Molly makes the jump again, this time landing on the top of the car gracefully but not without sound. She kicks out the window, and while doing so kicks the Prince's face.
"Whoops! Sorry! But this is mine." He hollers, grabbing Claire roughly and pulling her out the window, rolling on the ground as carefully as she could.
(Molly is really strong, btw)

The prince ground his teeth together as his little butterfly was taken. "And who do you think you are!?" He growled, ordering his men to take her back by the ankles.
The driver swerved erratically, trying to shake Molly from the roof, but didn't really have any luck.
These feral people are crazy… He scrunched his brow with extreme fury.

Fiona nodded "I would have loved to see her play.." She looked down and went quiet.

A single tear runs down Darren's red cheeks as he remembers that, yes, he too has feelings.
He wrings his hands, and goes to speak, but purses his lips instead, knowing anything he says will sound quiet and cracked.

(Yas)(I love backstories.)
Molly makes the jump again, this time landing on the top of the car gracefully but not without sound. She kicks out the window, and while doing so kicks the Prince's face.
"Whoops! Sorry! But this is mine." He hollers, grabbing Claire roughly and pulling her out the window, rolling on the ground as carefully as she could.
(Molly is really strong, btw)

The prince ground his teeth together as his little butterfly was taken. "And who do you think you are!?" He growled, ordering his men to take her back by the ankles.
The driver swerved erratically, trying to shake Molly from the roof, but didn't really have any luck.
These feral people are crazy… He scrunched his brow with extreme fury.

(Molly jumped off of the car. They're on the ground already. It was all one action. Sorry)

Fiona looked up and walked over to Darren, wrapping him in a hug "I'm sorry..I know what it's like to lose a sibling.." she said softly, trying not to cry.

(Oof… Kay…. Lemme rephrase that….)

The prince barked, "Stop the car!!!!"
They screeched to a halt, almost getting a severe whiplash.
They all filed out of the car, with the prince lead and protected by his trusty mob. He took a gun from one of his followers and fired it in the air. "Stop, or we'll all shoot!"

Darren is a bit startled by the hug, but accepts it.
"Thank you…." He whispers. He hadn't realized how long it'd been since he's had a nice hug.

Molly is already standing, guns in both hands.
"You take her and I shoot!"

He frowned. "I suppose you don't realize what she is to me…" He smiled as he eyed Claire nicely.
Claire didn't really understand why he would want her in the first place. I just want to live a normal life….
"Stonewell's in dire need of a beautiful princess, Claire…" He purred. "Can't say no to a higher lifestyle than these ferals."

Fiona nodded and let go, stepping back slowly.

Molly glances over at Claire.
"Princess, really?" She scoffs. "Oh my word, Clovis what have you done to me."
She turns back to the men.
"Ummmnn, well. This is awkward."

Fiona nodded and let go, stepping back slowly.

Darren let's himself feel like the good guy for once. He liked it. It was nice.
He looks over the dead street, "Did you take Claire when you left? I had promised her safety and housing."

"Yeah,she's with us.." she looked away and sighed "I'm pretty sure she hates me.."

A servant prodded his side with his elbow. "What do we do now, Sire?" He whispered.
The prince ignored him. "Tell you what– you hand her over, we'll keep our hands off you. Refuse to give her up, and we'll put you both in prison."
Although, I'm unsure where that other man went… "…Depending on how I'm feeling, I'll decide whether to let you live or not if we happen to go there." He glared at Molly.
Claire didn't say a word in fear of Molly dissing her, but she vibrated in fear.

Darren gives a small chuckle.
"She's sure interesting. But I wouldn't say she hates. Maybe she doesn't like you though."

"I don't know.." she smiled lightly, fiddling with the ede of her shirt.