Sweet, Sweet Stanley

The screech of metal sounded out as the car left the road, flipping over onto it's roof, beofre landing on the lefthand side, smoke billowing from the engine. A few feet away, Stanley lay there, deathly still and white as snow, with the exception of dark, red blood splashed across his face and body, burns and deep wounds littering him, a angry swelling on his forehead...

It's odd to think that a person's life can change in a second. One second. That's all it took for Stanley to lose his mental age. To become childish.


So, I thought it'd be cute to do an rp based around my male oc saving his friend, but suffering brain damage in the process, and how the relationships he had change, and how she copes with his changes.

Pm me.

Bump.