Clara holds up her hands. “Calm down. Everyone's entitled to their opinion, and your opinion is just as important and valid as anyone else's. The only thing I was annoyed about was that you weren't delivering your opinion in a respectful manner. I’m sorry if I offended you.”
"So you're saying that the way you've been acting like is respectable? People have their opinions of life and I want to stay only the side of God. "
“I’m sorry.” Clara sighs, then walks back over to the wall and sits down. “I just think that Christians like myself should love and care for others the way Jesus did.”
((Also dude sorry if I accidently offended you irl. ))
(That's ok, I'm not a baby so I don't get offended)
"Jesus said to love and care for one another but the devil is the father of all lies and wants to see us fall into sin and a Mystic said that the devil is discussed with what people have dammed one woman + one man marriage, and that came from the devil's mouth himself." (<- This is true)
“Okay.” Clara smiles at him.
"Good." He said simply, "Your Christian and I'm Roman Catholic, let's keep it at that."
Suddenly, Clara holds a hand to her head. Her eyes unfocus for a second.
"Rey, your… uh… Person things is getting dizzy… I think." He bent down and tried to see her face, "I don't know what I'm doing."
(Has anyone dropped out of this RP?)
(Me :/ I don't have anything to add to the RP :/)
(Well I would have dropped out but once Ryul got away from his vaca in space I forced him back into the rp! No matter how weird!)
“Dammit.” Clara says, and slumps to the ground, unconcious.
"Op, I think she's dead," Ryul said, pocking at her head, "Rey, get your omelet making hands over here and save her."
Rey growls at him and crosses his arms. “No.” He says, glaring at Ryul. “Also, I don’t care if gay is bad because I’m a satanist so honestly…” he shrugs, loading the silver gun.
Clara stays unconcious, but her voice speaks in Rey's mind. Please don't shoot me. I just need a minute. I’m talking to someone.
Rey paused and frowns. its for a Ryul…
What?
if he talks any more shit it goes into his face
Oh dear. That’s not going to end well.
I know he loads the gun a little more. “So, Ryul, it happens you have… missed the omelette time on your trip to space.” He growls.
(Why are you being so mean to my sweet baby that's only trying to be nice? ;-; He only wanted some omelets)
"Actually I was being left out of an RP and when I woke up I was floating in space, confusing isn't it?" Stupid fella, doesn't he know I can make a forcefield?
((Why don’t you like my little baby?))
“Well that was your fault honestly, not mine.” He looks at Clara again.
Clara is still unconscious.
(I never said I didn't like him)
"it wasn't my fault they kicked me out." He said simply.