@blue_topaz
I’m considering opening it up again, what do you think? And you haven’t missed a whole lot yet)
I’m considering opening it up again, what do you think? And you haven’t missed a whole lot yet)
My character is Jamie, can we just pretend he was there the entire time? I was in the beginning but I had to do a bunch of stuff so I wasn't in the roleplay
Oh Jamie!! The Italian ine? Sure, go ahead, just make sure you’ve read everything! What character do you want to play?)
I mean, Jamie's not really an actor, he's a pessimistic dancer, so he'd probably be someone in the ensemble, he also designs things so he can help with the costumes
Sounds great, much needed :)
"Nerd," Sam said. "Let's start in 3, 2, 1… now!" (gtg very soon)
(Anyone on?)
Me)
(Cool, is @Nerd on?)
Yeah I think)
Hai!
I have been watching from afar.
(Cool, so back to the improv? Should Sam or Ace go first?)
Sam.
Sam took out their phone from their bag, pretending to call someone. "Yeah, I'll be right there- Simon? Why… are you here?" they asked nervously. (Can the nerd's name be Alex, since it's gender neutral?)
Ace took a step closer, "I might ask the same thing, Alex."
"Yeah, I'm just after school for some extra credit," (I'm going to start writing this as if the improv is the roleplay, at least for now) "So, do you need help on anything? I'm free right now!"
"I actually do need help. Who were you calling, Alex?"
Becca sat down on a chair, putting her hands between her knees, watching silently.
Fae went over to Becca. “Sorry about all the gore.”
"Nate," Alex said. "Don't tell him I said this, but he kind of sucks at math," She smiled mischievously, as if they were sharing a secret.
"That's easy. We all know that." Simon glared at Alex, "But what are you really doing? Let me check the caller ID."
Becca gave her a slight nod. "If it gets any worse I'm going to have to leave the room for a while. I–I don't do well with this kind of thing………..especially since last week………" She said softly, tears springing to her eyes.
(Gtg, be back soon.)
(Aw bye)
“ I’m so sorry! Do you want me to ask to change the theme, or would you rather work backstage? Your call.”
Alex smiled. Nothing to worry about, then. She had called Nate. (The bad boy) Just under a different pretense. "Why so suspicious, Simon? What, you think I do drugs?" She accentuated drugs with a mock gasp and turned away, getting out her phone and showing Simon her caller history. "See? Told you,"
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