forum Fantasy characters as roommates RP - Maximum 10 people

Started April 20, 2018 by @PeaceWillWin-FearWillLose

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"Ow Ow Ow!"

"Michael, that hurts!" she hissed, flicking her forked tongue.

"Walk sideways when you go through doors, I'm tired of getting you unstuck," Michael muttered. He was honestly glad to be distracted, his essay for English getting more and more irritating by the second

"Chriss, calm down. Is anyone else hungry?"

"I'm fine, thank you. Oh, hey Rae! How are you?" Raven cast a glance over to Chriss before walking over to his sister.

"Fine," Rae said. She grabbed some noodles from the pantry and got out a pot. She filled the pot with water, then started boiling it on the stove.

"Make me some, please!" Michael called, sitting back down to stare at his laptop aimlessly like he had been for the past hour

"K," Rae responded to Michael. "You want some?" She asked Raven.

"No thank you, I'm not hungry." Raven was actually rarely hungry. He didn't eat much, and when he did it was usually pasta, bread, or assorted vegetables. This habit seemed particularly strange when he was in wolf form. "Anyways, Michael. What's wrong? You've been looking frustrated for the past hour or so."

"Stupid English essay I'm only halfway done with, and it's due tomorrow. I think I'm just gonna stay up all night, write some bs to turn in, and blame my narcolepsy when I pass out in class," he grumbled, shutting the laptop

"I want food!" Chrissa called out to the flat at large. (Can they have a Mrs. Hudson type landlady? Y'know, from Sherlock?)

"You want help? I'm pretty close to being finished with mine." Rae offered.

(I'm not your housekeeper! I love Sherlock lmao)
"I could help, what's it on?"

(I'm not your housekeeper! I love Sherlock lmao)
"I could help, what's it on?"

(Yeah, she says she isn't but she is.)

Michael sighed. "I'm doing it on Shakespeare, or at least trying to, but my inspiration just all went…whoosh!" he said, making a 'blowing up' sound effect

"I finished mine. Want me to help yall?"

Once the water was boiling, Rae put the noodles in. " 'Bout 10 minutes 'till the food will be ready." She called out.

"I love Shakespeare! I have a massive collection of his works all compiled into one huge volume; I've read it at least a dozen times."

"Hey, Rae, want me to help make a sauce?" she asked.

"It's fine, my sleep schedule is messed up enough already," Michael said, plugging the laptop in and pushing it away from him

"Or I could help these guys with their essays."