forum new rp??? ( just g a l s being p a l s)

Started February 22, 2019 by Deleted user

tune

Ha, I might in a couple hours. I'm good w starting tho

Ok! Do you guys want a starter?

Sure!

Sounds good!

Okie dokie…
The sun is setting over the busy, archaic New York skyline. When the second industrial revolution happened in 2029, the city had been left in the dust. Now, instead of a bustling place full of people and technology, it stood as a reminder of the past. Few people lived in New York, mostly runaways or orphans. The power was mostly shut off now, so on a clear night you could see all the stars.
Mari sat on the edge of a building’s roof, dangling her feet off the edge. She sighed, looking at the sunset. It always seemed colorful and vibrant, like a painting that’s brand new.

Trix groaned as she woke up from her nap, a string of curses following. She had slept on her arm again.

(sure!

(Ok, cool.
Mari heaved herself off the building’s edge, and unlocked the ceiling hatch. It groaned in protest, and Mari shot it a look. “Oh, shut up.” She bailed down into the apartment building, and trudged down the stairs.

Trix still hadn't gotten up, and was still stringing what seemed like every single curse she knew together as she tried to wake up her arm.

They kept a large supply of candles at te apartment, and Marissa relit a few that had burned out with a snap of her fingers. “
“Are you still not up??” She asked Trix, grinning. “You missed a good sunset.”

"I care more about the stars than the sun, thank you. They're prettier, and don't hurt my fucking eyes." She rolled over, hitting the floor with a thud.

“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, huh?” Mari teased. She flopped onto the floor, leaning against the dusty old couch.

"Morning." She spat, voice muffled by the floor. "I'm not stupid, Mari. The sun don't set in the mornin'."

“Okay then, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this evening” Mari rolls her eye. “Is that better?”

"Yes. Factual accuracy is important."

Calliope entered the building running, dust rising behind her as she rounded a corner and raced up the stairs. In her arms was a styrofoam box, and some yelling followed her, lost in the streets below.

“If you say so” Mari looked up at Calliope. “Oh hey, what’s up?”

“Stole some eggs from those boys down on Bleeker Street.” Calli smiled, panting as she opened the box to reveal a dozen eggs.

Mari grinned. “WooHoo!!”

"That's my girl!" Trix looked up with a grin, pumping her fist in the air before being unable to keep herself up any longer.

“Do you want me to light the oven?” Mari asked, letting fire flicker from her fingers for dramatic effect.

“That’d be great Mari.” Calli smiled, proud of her accomplishment. “You aren’t even going to try and get up, Trix?”

Trix grumbled, but pushed herself up. "I have exactly one weakness and it's you." She stated grumpily.

Calli broke into a smile. “Come on, all the way up. How do you want your eggs cooked?”