forum Roleplay, anyone? (permanently closed)

Started January 25, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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Blake was hovering slightly, unwilling to go to bed even though he could hardly keep his eyes open.

Ace felt a thousand knives digging into his skin. "Ith not real," he laughed. The voice was irritated, "TELL ME!"
"Go thove your fist in your arse!"

Zander looked down at his clothes, he didn't htink they were that bad. He decided to make the food first though. After washing his hands he prepped the ingredients. He was going to make Chicken with parmesan, garlic, and herb crust. A little bit later Dani came out of her room in a new outfit. After finishing prep, he waited for the oven to ding. Eventually it dinged and he realized he still had to change, so he quickly put it in the oven set the timer, and rushed off to his room to change.

(I'm going to sleep! Night everyone!)

Blake yawned and kissed Frankie on the forehead. "Come get me if anything' wrong. Even if you just get cold." He murmured and quietly stumbled off to his room. He got changed quickly, throwing on a pair of shorts and not bothering to put on another shirt. He was fast asleep within minutes of crawling into bed, his dreams centered around the events of the ball.

A weight was being pressed onto Ace's chest. The crushing weight suffocated him, his lungs giving way to the pressure. He couldn't breathe.
"TELL ME!"
"Go to H-E-double hockey sticks!"

Dani sat on the counter, lost in her thoughts. I can do it this year. I will do it this year. I'm ready to see it. I wonder if Axyl will let me though, considering the last time the topic of graves came up. I wonder…………

(I'm going to sleep! Night everyone!)

Blake yawned and kissed Frankie on the forehead. "Come get me if anything' wrong. Even if you just get cold." He murmured and quietly stumbled off to his room. He got changed quickly, throwing on a pair of shorts and not bothering to put on another shirt. He was fast asleep within minutes of crawling into bed, his dreams centered around the events of the ball.

(Ha! Ace is more of an insomniac than you!)

(I'm going to sleep! Night everyone!)

Blake yawned and kissed Frankie on the forehead. "Come get me if anything' wrong. Even if you just get cold." He murmured and quietly stumbled off to his room. He got changed quickly, throwing on a pair of shorts and not bothering to put on another shirt. He was fast asleep within minutes of crawling into bed, his dreams centered around the events of the ball.

(Night @TiredOtter )

"I will kill you."
Ace laughed hysterically, throwing his head back, "Go athead!"

I wonder when my hair will go back to normal, or if I'll even want it to go back to normal. Dani's face looked hilarious, eyebrows furrowed and eyes squinting as she thought.

The voice left. Ace tried to take the thing covering his eyes off, but it was tied securely and his hands and feet were bound to the table as well as his neck.

And then something hit Ace's head, and he blacked out.

Dani put her hand on her shoulder, as if she could still feel her mother's touch. I miss you guys………….

Zander came out of the room dressed in a pair of sweats and a tank top that fit tight on him. As soon as he walked out the oven dinged again. Zander rushed over and pulled it out. Setting it on the counter near Dani he pulled out two plates and and set the food on them. " For you my lady." He said serving the plates onto the table.
(Gotta go for tonight, you have control of Zander @Natasha)

(I'll probably just go to bed now too.)
Dani giggled and sat down by Zander. "Why thank you."

The second time…Ace woke up, very pissed off, and in a blindingly white room covered in soft material. There was a small camera in the corner and Ace threw up his hand with a mean gesture that included the middle finger, shouting, "Let me out, mother-fudgers!"

(I'll probably just go to bed now too.)
Dani giggled and sat down by Zander. "Why thank you."

Me too.

H'llo!

She was still in her dress when Blake kissed her so she decided she better get changing. She took off her dress and heels and removed her earrings. She put on the hockey jersey and pants which of course were quite big on her and started to take down her complicated hair. No doubt it would be curly and frizzy in the morning once more. It took her a long time but finally, she ended up with long wavy hair cascading over the name on the back of the jersey. If only it didn't take her so long to straighten she would do it more often. Frankie walked out slowly and quietly to Blake's bed. She kissed him on the forehead and whispered, "Goodnight, Blake." then she fell asleep on the blankets in the girls' room.

(@NERD WHAT HAVE YIU DONE)

Macha and Ace had danced for a few songs, and at around 3am, Macha, exhausted, had went to bed, realizing that she hadn’t actually slept at all in the last 72 hours. After waking up several times covered in sweat and breathing hard from various nightmares, she’d decided to go for a short walk.

Macha pulled on a maroon long-sleeved shirt and some grey leggings she found in one of the drawers and went outside barefoot, the silvery moonlight illuminating the grassy field. She strolled along, walking in aimless loops and abstract designs, until something on the ground made her stop. On an area where the grass had been cleared away, there were two prints in the grass, side by side. The first two were the kind made by dress shoes, which was unconcerning. The second two, however, were the unique boot prints that Macha would recognize anywhere. The R.A.C. A chill swept through Macha as she put two and two together and realized what had happened. Horror-struck, she took a picture of the prints with her phone so that she could study them later, and searched the area around them until she found what she had been looking for. A tranquilizer dart imbedded in the ground. Hands shaking, she picked it up, turning it over and studying it for a tracking chip, which she quickly found and disabled. With a horrible feeling on the pit of her stomach, Macha ran back to Dani’s apartment, flinging open Ace and Peter’s door. Ace ‘s bunk was empty.

(Hello)
"Anything for you. "Zander replied, getting back up to get the silverware he left on the counter. "Want something to drink?" He asked passing her a fork and knife.

Peter looked up. He had come back to find another hair tie, "Hey, Macha," he blinked.

Macha jumped at the sound of his voice, rushing forward to explain all that happened.