forum Creativity is a crime rp, anyone?

Started March 16, 2018 by @SabMatt

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Phoebe absentmindedly wipes some grime off her hands, glancing again towards the girl in the black dress.

He nodded. "Alright." Micah was getting more nervous the closer they got. His legs were bouncing up and down.

as ellis opened her eyes she noticed other teens maybe her age staring at her.
they seemed like they didn't belong here.

Micah saw the strange girl look up. After a few seconds he realized he was staring so he looked down at the floor.

Mariko took a deep breath. She didn't have time for love or crushes. She had two goals in mind: Destroy the scientists who'd operated on her and Make Kyli sorry.

Micah looked back up at the weird girl and waved slightly to get her attention. He had no idea what he was going to do if she responded, but he had to know why she was here. After all, they were on the run.

And yet, Mariko was it with a pang of jealousy when Micah waved to the girl in the back. She stomped the thought out of her brain. Focus.

The girl didn't respond. Micah didn't bother trying to get her attention after that. He just hoped that she wouldn't turn them in.

Phoebe tugged on Marco’s sleeve, tilting her head towards the girl in the black dress.

Marco peers over Phoebe and looks at the girl, he then sits back down. "So?"

“Doesn’t she seem off to you?”, Phoebe whispered.

ellis turned toward the teen who was waving at her
what? she replied.

"No?" Marco didn't see anything out of the ordinary with that girl.

Micah heard the girl and he looked up. He looked over at Marco and Phoebe, gesturing to the girl. "How am I supposed to ask her not to turn us in without being suspicious?" He whispered.

Mariko dug herself deeper into her seat, imagining what life would be like after she accomplished her goals. She wouldn't have a purpose. I suppose I'll just die after I kill those scientists.

Phoebe glanced shiftily at the girl. “Do you guys not feel that buzzing around her?!”

Marco shrugs, "nothing."

Micah shook his head. "How are you supposed to feel buzzing?"

Phoebe furrowed her brow, her blue eyes lit with confusion, standing out against her dark tanned skin.

“I-it’s like the air is trembling. Slowly vibrating.”

"I think all of this tension is finally getting to you." Micah responded, grinning.

Phoebe shook her head, frustrated. “No, I swear.” She clenched her fists, looking back at the girl again.

"Should we…talk to her?" Micah asked. "At least get her name or something?"

Mariko glanced at the time, five minutes. They had to jump soon. "Guys? We have to get on the roof."