forum Other School RP (Private RP)

Started July 14, 2018 by @ShadeStar

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Caire handed the phone back to Brendon, waiting patiently for him to explain.

"Alright, the exact science is too difficult to get into now but essentially, this uses a thing called the Internet. You can find anything and be anyone on here. Pretty cool right?"

"Really? What do you mean, 'be anyone'?"

Of course some kids started to do the typical teen thing to do during a fight, film it. Leon was positive a large bruise had formed on his stomach from that initial hit. He could feel the blood running down from his nose, and a gash that had formed on his fore head. Richard would not let up on his excessive beating.

"Exactly what I said. You can either stay yourself or change completely. Come up with lies and fake facts to spout off when people ask. And they don't know you're lying because they don't know you."

"But why would someone lie?" Caire cocked her head slightly to the side. Elves were usually very honest, and those that weren't ended up leaving. They had no reason to lie, so they didn't. Elves had always been known to be wise in this way.

"Well there's a lot of different reasons. To gain someone's trust, to trick someone into believing something untrue, to protect someone from a painful truth, and so on."

Let me help, they will fear you, Lillith whispered to him.

No. I can take this, Leon responded. He was going to out himself in front of this many people.

Jack wrapped his arms around her waist as he pulled her closer.

Paige closed her eyes and deepened the kiss. The lunchroom sounds and smells disappeared, and she was left with Jack and only Jack.

Jack's eyes shut as he deepened the kiss further. Whatever else was going on didn't matter, he just could feel Paige.

"Ahem." Paige broke away from Jack hastily. Her mother was looking down at her, an eyebrow arched.
"Hi. Mom." Paige looked down at her hands.

Jack cleared his throat, "Ah, hello Mrs. (Insert last name here cause I forgot it.)"

"Well there's a lot of different reasons. To gain someone's trust, to trick someone into believing something untrue, to protect someone from a painful truth, and so on."

"But… that seems unreasonable! If no one knows who they really are, why don't they just go by their true alias? It's highly unlikely that they would meet any of these people outside of the internet, isn't it?"

"Exactly. That's why people lie about who they are. But…not all people on the internet are good. There are people out there who are disgusting and young kids who don't know not to reveal personal information on the internet to strangers and they get convinced to meet these weird people who they think are their age but are actually 40 year old men who only want to harm them and use their bodies." His voice was trembling by the end. (I'm going to change a few things from Belle's original story for Brendon cause I wanna try a few things out.) Flashbacks crossed through his memory. While, no, it hadn't happened to him, it had happened to his little brother.

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"Is there no way to prevent this? We must purge the world of this sin! Who do I go for first?" Caire pulled a short sword out of her backpack. It was beautifully crafted; sleek and elegant, yet dangerously sharp and more than capable of killing someone. That was the way elves crafted things, and it had worked for countless years. Many elvish blades were imbued with poison as well, and almost all of them glowed when they detected danger.

He shook his head, wiping unshed tears from his eye. "That's the thing. It's nearly impossible to find these disgusting people before it's too late and a child is in danger because they play their game so well. They really convince these kids that they're their friends. And it's not just kids, it's teens too. Sick and twisted men perving on young teenage girls pretending to be in love with them. You almost never know until they're gone."

"I dunno, I'm sure I could find someone to run through with this." Caire said flatly, twirling the sword between her nimble fingers. "I'm better with a bow, but it wouldn't fit in my bag. Also, it's quite rude to kill someone at point blank with a bow. Elves are dignified people, after all. Where do these people usually gather? I take it that this 'internet' has methods for tracking those who use it?"

"Ahh, that's the thing. Only the government has access to those records. As for where they gather, they're everywhere. All over the world."

"I mean where on the internet. Surely there's particular… er… 'sites', that they're most prominent on?"

"Wherever there's the ability to freely chat with other users, like without just short premade answers, there's going to be these people."

"Is there a good way to pick them out of a crowd of other users? Certain things they say in particular contexts?"

"Not particularly. They act like everyone else. Once they get personal information like an email or phone number, they ditch the site for that person and use that personal information. It helps them not seem suspicious."

"Hmm… how do you get into the government records? You said that they have all the records for that. Also, if they know what's going on, why aren't they doing anything? If there were a problem in the elvish community that the king knew about, rest assured that he would have it taken care of."

He laughed. "Honey those records aren't for public use. They're closely guarded under lock and key. They can't do anything without upsetting everyone else. The easiest thing to do would be shut down the internet or make using it more heavily secured. But I have a feeling, despite the benefits, not many people would be too on board with it."

"I suppose this is why elves don't have the internet, hmm? Although if we did, I feel like we'd be more responsible with it. I should introduce you to them sometime. Anywho, what do we do now?"