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    1. The Cook 10 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current People please I beg you! be creative when creating new RPs! no supernatural school shit!! There's enough already!! and its getting old! be creative! do something no one thought about!!!
9 yrs ago
God! can you guys stop posting RPs about supernatural schools!!? Be creative for fucks sake! >.<
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9 yrs ago
peanut butter and jam...peanut butter and jam.

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Posting my CS soon today :D
@GodOfWar dude if you want out, just let me know. It's absolutely fine. Just let me know. If not, I am patiently waiting for you to post.
@Alineoh no no I'm not having second thoughts. I am up for this.
Thanks though lol
I'll post mine once you guys post yours. I just wanna know how to approach mu CS.
WELCOME TO HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA!



Are you a monster? A..zombie? A mummy perhaps? Or maybe even a vampire? A werewolf? No matter, as long as you hate, despise humans, or even thirst their blood. Hotel Transylvania is your perfect vacation place. "Unless you're a human". Here you can steam off and relax. Whether by meeting new monsters such as yourself, or do any activities you like around the castle. There are feasts Everyday. Food and laughter in the mood. Getting bored at the hotel? Why not take your friends and terrorize the nearby town. But be aware that there will be consequences to every action you take. The townsfolk might come and attack the castle for revenge!

In this RP you get to be anyone you like to be! Either working in the hotel, or staying in it as a guest. You could be a zombie-doorman, you could be a mummy lobby boy. Whatever you want. (But you cant be the owner..obviously.). Make new friends in the hotel, or even enemies. Do what ever you want. Be CREATIVE! This will be an open RP, no specific plot.though there maybe some certain events.

RULES》
1.No Godmodding others.
2.If you're bailing out from the RP let me know.
3.No fighting in OCC.
4.Don't delay your post, others may be waiting for you to post.

CHARACTER SHEETS》
1. Name
2. Age
3. Occupation
4. Race (Zombie, Ghoul, Slimy Monster. Etc. Be creative.)
5. Appearance pic. (NO ANIME!.)
6. Personality. (Make it simple.)
7. Bio (not required)

PS:you can have up to 3 characters.

Other than that have fun.
Interested.
@GodOfWar kindda waiting for you to post..
@hoppiholla391 we still doing ths?
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The woman notified Greg that Brandon is alive. "Thank God" Greg sighed in relief. Until she mentioned the blood, and lots of it. "Damn it I should have brought the first aid kit from my backpack." Looking down, Greg muttered. He looked back up and announced "I've got a small first aid kit back at.." he stopped for a brief moment and thought "is she to be trusted? Can I trust her and tell her where the rest of us are?".

"Back at a building where the backpack is. It's just back ahead" he continued. As they nearly reached the bottom of the fire escape, she asked if there where any other companions. Greg was confused, to trust he or not to? He wondered.

"Yes there are a two more of us" he announced as he approached the bottom and reached for Brandon's legs. "Not that I know off miss, the stadium was supposed to be the last one though" he answered to her question. Helping Brandon down, he asked "Are you okay Brandon". He grabbed him gently and put him down on the sidewalk. Greg laid his hand out to the woman as she went down the staircase. Now they're all down on the ground.

Greg held Brandon from his arm and laid it upon his shoulders, helping Greg limb up. "Shit.." Greg thought as he saw Brandon's injury. "Remind me to never let you play with explosives again man" Greg said, trying to lighten the mood a bit. "Come on miss, it's straight ahead" pointing at the bank building by his chin. As they started moving towards the bank building, Greg wasn't afraid anymore, rather he felt safe. Being with others in this fucked up city for now is the best thing that could happen to anyone.

Looking at the woman walking by his side he said "I'm Greg, pleasure to meet you. And thanks for saving my pal" he smiled. Once they reached the bank and entered. Greg announced his arrival by shouting, calling Horace "Horce we're here". He then proceeded to the counter where he left his backpack, limping Brandon along with him. He gently laid him down, and quickly took out his first aid kit from the bag.

"Let's fix you up" smiled Greg.
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