forum Till The Last

Started November 22, 2019 by @Chameleon the Slytherpuff and Slitherpuff

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Name: Jackson Cook
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight as a pole.
Roll (Student or teacher): Student.
Classes they took: English and history
Appearance: He's super pale with hair so blond it's basically white. Has blue eyes that are really dark. (And, according to Bee, dreamy.)
Personality: This man, is a fucking bitch he's strong, athletic, and only has half-a-brain cell, and yet for some reason all of the girls want to date him. (Probably because of his good looks.) Bee absolutely hates him and the fact she used to have a crush on him but sHE DOESN'T ANYMORE, OKAY???
Prefered weapon: Whatever you want. (But he's cocky and would probably go for something big and powerful looking.)
Skills (1-3): TBD
Backstory: TBD

Name: Dakota Howerton
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Sexuality: BIsexual
Roll (Student or teacher): Student.
Classes they took: Science, maths, and a language.
Appearance: She has dark brown hair that goes a little ways past her shoulders and almost creepily clear blue eyes.
Personality: She gets down on herself a lot but she always has a smile for the other students.
Prefered weapon: TBD
Skills (1-3): TBD
Backstory: Whatever you want.

"Cool. You can start right now." Bee bends over one of the corpse's bodies and shoves her hand into the tear in their stomach.
Coming back with a big handful of darkly coloured blood, she holds it out to Edward with a grin. (Do not trust these Gen Zs, Edward……)

(This was the last post for the storyline with these characters.)

"We're all gonna die!" A blond boy said dramatically. He may have been a theater kid with the amount of extra he 'fainted' with.
"Oh shut up Jackson!" A girl said from beside him.
"Of course we had to be stuck with the unofficial duty of babysitting teens." Rowan muttered to himself

(And this is the other one.)

"Why the hell are you smiling?" Edward asked tensely, "I wouldn't consider this something to smile about!"
He recoiled a little bit at the sight of blood and guts.
"Go on, dad," Lynde encouraged him.
She wasn't completely sure whether it was a joke or not. If it was, it would be pretty funny, but if not, no harm done.
(Sorry, just got settled in. Had to drive home from college today.)

"I'm always smiling, Edward. It's how my face rests." Bee reminds him, not exactly lying. "I think the best place to put it would be your hair."

“Why does that matter?” Edward asked, still very hesitant, “Actually, why don’t you show me? I’ll put my own on.”

Shit…
"But how are you going to reach your back? And the hair will probably work the best because…sciencey…things.
Bee finally decides fuck it and quickly smears the blood in his hair before escaping through the window, quickly climbing back up to the roof.
"Get pranked Millennial!" She shrieks. "Sorry it's in my nature!"
Bee let out a huge sigh of relief, all of her pent up Gen Z urges finally out.

(10/10)
Edward fought back the urge to shout, ‘BEEEE!’
Lynde stifled a laugh, swaying a bit.
“So, what’s next, Dad?”
Edward sighed, just feeling old and sad as always, and he made it towards the window.

(OMG I'm so sorry Edward, please don't hate Bee.) "We have to go!" Bee shouts, getting the group of kid's attention. "We'll be leaving in different cars, so there are some ground rules!"

Rowan came up to the front. Considering he had a car, it was very likely he had to drive a couple kids. "Wassup?" He asked.

Bee quickly counted all the kids. "There's twenty-one from my class including me…eleven from the science lab including Lynde, and Mr. Poe and Edward. So there's thirty-four people. So we'll need ten cars."

Maria stood by her friend's side as Bee got the look in her eyes that told everyone around her she was thinking deeply.

Subconsciously, she pulled a pen and paper out from her backpack and began making a list, muttering under her breath.