forum biker gang rp (closed)

Started August 07, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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August grinned. "Okay, but we should tell Belle we're going so she doesn't think we're still in her bathroom."

(HA, typos are fun)

Riverpaw closed her eyes and shrugged. She pushed herself up and leaned forward, resting her elbows on her legs and her head in her hands. "I guess so…"

"When did you first start?" Belle asked, turning slightly so she could look at Riv better.

"Um…I think a couple years after I started middle school. Sky and I were out without Dad, s-she got hurt badly, and I..I-I panicked because I didn't know how to help other than calling 911." Riverpaw shifted uncomfortably at the memory.

(How in the HELL did Meun correct to Neck)

Meun nodded, chuckling a bit as he did so

August offered a warm smile and squeezed his Meun's hand. He guided them to Belle's room, knocking on the door before opening it. "Belle? Oh, and Riv. Me and Meun are going to go back to my room."

Meun stood next to him, leaning his head on August’s shoulder in a sleepy manner

Riverpaw opened her eyes and smiled. "Have fuuun." She giggled.

She took off her gloves then put them back on “so, what’s here?”

“A burial,” Rigel would tell her that, at least, “Not a ceremonial one,” Rigel walked towards a tree, one the a small slash in it, unnoticeable enough people would think it was by chance if they saw it. Rigel walked behind the tree for roughly one hundred yards, and came to a place where the ground was just dirt, surrounded by bright green grass and fungi. The signs of a dump. Rigel went to a nearby tree, also marked as it should be, and picked up the hidden shovel that was so carefully laid between to bushes. You’d have to know about it to find it.

“Burial for what exactly?” She asked

“People,” Rigel replied simply. No use in sugar coating it, “Bodies that aren’t supposed to be found,” Rigel dug the shovel into the ground. Once. Twice. Thrice. He kept shoveling, not sparing a glance at Aspen, “Bodies that need to be buried deep.”

Colden looked at Belle and Riverpaw. "I think I might go back to my apartment or to work."

Belle winked at the pair. "You two go make magic, or whatever. I'm chilling here today." She turned to Colden. "All right. Don't die. Riv, do you want breakfast?"

"Sure, i'll try not to." he replied then grabbed his jacket and left.

("Don't die" XD)

Riverpaw nodded. Now that her mind had brought up some bad memories, she needed to distract herself before she started overthinking again.

Belle nodded once, satisfied by Colden's answer.

"What should we make? I think there's stuff for pancakes, or waffles if you prefer those," she suggested, though she didn't seem to think much of the waffle idea.

Riverpaw chuckled, smirking at Belle as she stoop from the bed. "I'm gonna go with waffles, just because of how off put you sounded. What you even have against waffles?"

Belle frowned as she stood. "Nothing you need to worry about," she declared, making her way over to the kitchen.

"Did waffles attack you as a child or something?" She giggled, following Belle.

"Not exactly," Belle murmured, avoiding looking at Riverpaw. She started pulling things out, saving the waffle maker for last.

(Low-key got distracted by rereadibg an old RP. Lol.)

(understandable)

Riverpaw furrowed her brow. "Did…d-did something actually happen with you and…waffles?"

“People,” Rigel replied simply. No use in sugar coating it, “Bodies that aren’t supposed to be found,” Rigel dug the shovel into the ground. Once. Twice. Thrice. He kept shoveling, not sparing a glance at Aspen, “Bodies that need to be buried deep.”

“And whose is it today?” She asked