TwelveOf8

Strangest Love

@Silverink Are there any positions left in this RP? Character driven stories and more contemporary settings are more my style.

You are able to see into the future. How does the avatar above you die?

Death by losing a duel to an even more powerful Mary Sue.

don't click on this topic

Well guess what!? I clicked on this this topic because rules were made to be broken.

Slam Poetry Thread

To put effort into the slow burn of life
Is all that could be asked of any one person
But instead I wish to pick up a knife
Before my life could inevitably worsen.

And here I type and think and feel
Very little if nothing at all
But alas it seems time won't heal
The scars and injuries from my fall.

The Battle of Sea Salt Bay

"To be honest little lady. I ain't thought that far ahead yet. But if I were to name my crew anything, I would call us the Metal Monster Mayhem Badass Awesome Club, or somethin. The names gotta be tough baby girl. People have gotta recognize that we mean business." answered Rolo.

"And I don't know what the fellas would think. Maybe some would come with, others won't. Whatever a man chooses is his choice. That's what my pops used to always tell me. And thanks for cheerin me on Corinne, I really appreciate ya." stated Rolo.

He then gripped Corinne by the hips with his hands then pulled her gently towards him. Rolo then gave Corinne a quick and sweet peck on the lips. Even Rolo himself couldn't believe how comfortable he felt around her. Truth be told, stealing secret little kisses here and there was proving to be just as fun as full blown makeout sessions. Perhaps it was the taboo aspect of it coupled with the conspiratorial and mischievous spirit of it all that excited him the most. Unsurprisingly, Rolo was one for breaking the rules. A genuine smile spread across his face after the little kiss.

"With you by my side baby girl, anything is possible." declared Rolo.

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"Man what's up his butt!? He was totally cool this morning when we were hangin out." stated Switch.

The crew of the Salt Bay Turbos mostly disbanded for the day after Rolo had his little row with Chet. The only ones that remained beneath the boardwalk to hang out were Chet, Switch, and Divo. They mostly just stood in silence, listening to the crashing of the waves whilst smoking their cigarettes. It was Switch though that finally broke the silence.

"I dunno man. I guess the big fella is moody is all. Probably still tired from last night. It got pretty wild, that's for sure." answered Divo.

"Yeah, but it wasn't until the new girl showed up that he spazzed out like that. But to be fair, telling her to go away like that was pretty lame. Especially since we all think she's a cool cat." replied Switch.

"For once Switch I agree with ya. What do you think boss, I mean Chet? Should we let her hang with us outside of school during our club only meetings? She's totally cool and everything, and Rolo seems to be even crazier about her than the last one." explained Divo.

"That's what I'm afraid of. Maybe you were right before Divo, about being worried and stuff. But above all else, we gotta respect each others decisions, no matter what, cuz that's what brothers do." stated Chet.

"Damn straight. said Switch.

"Amen." said Divo.

Chet sighed before continuing. "I don't know what Rolos damage is to be honest. But I think we should just give him space, for now. Oh and rules are rules, we make no exceptions." Rolo conceded.

It wasn't unusual for Rolo to become enraged seemingly out of nowhere but for Chet himself to square up against him like that? Murmurs circulated amongst the crew about a possible schism in the group. But Divo and Chet knew more than anybody that such a thing was unlikely. In a one on one fight, Rolo could defeat Chet simply by the virtue of his massive size. The role of leader though fell on Chet, for he was, pound for pound, the fiercest and most skilled fighter the Salt Bay Turbos had. He was also a heck of a lot more level headed than Rolo, which gave him a much more legitimate claim to the leadership. For a long time Rolo was completely supportive of the arrangement, for even he was willing to admit that he lacked both the patience and the work ethic to lead. These were strange times though, and nothing was certain anymore. As far as anyone was concerned, anything could happen, no matter how unlikely.

The Battle of Sea Salt Bay

@Rhythmloid You can be as good as you like, in time. I believe in you.

Be my GM

And thus he awoke and it twas all just a dream.

THE END

Slam Poetry Thread

All this fighting and all this nonsense.
Though thrown into the fray a witty turn of phrase.
A better exchange I could have for two pence.
Which could be delivered in so many ways.

But is it not feasible, if not agreeable.
To bring quality and quantity to the evenings proceedings.
Though such a request is not so unreasonable.
When taken into account so many mediocre leavings?

GAME: Crush A Wish

Granted but all the flowers you know and love evolve into much less aesthetically pleasing pine cones.

I wish that everything in life could be given to me on a silver platter.

The Battle of Sea Salt Bay

Role paused for a moment before responding to Corinnes questions. Such questions were difficult to answer, especially in Rolos case. And even if he could answer said questions, he wasn't sure if he would want to. His reticence wouldn't be out of mistrust, but rather, out of a desire to spare the worry that the answers would bring. As a high ranking member of the Salt Bay Turbos, it was Rolos duty to shoulder as much of the burden of the crews dynamics as possible. Though admittedly, dealing with the politics of internal squabbles was not exactly Rolos forte. But seeing as how, at the time, Corinne was the one person in the whole world he trusted the most, he decided to give it a shot.

"Corinne, somthins up. I don't know what and I damn well don't know why, but I know. I can feel it ya dig. The vibe just ain't right no more. It's real hard to explain little lady, but I guess it's somethin you can only see if you've been in the Salt Bay Turbos as long as I have." Rolo attempted to explain.

"I love the fellas to death Corinne, I really do. That's why it's so..... not cool with me. It just ain't the same no more, I dunno." Rolo attempted to explain further.

"But what I do know for sure baby girl is that I bet that rich twerp has somethin to do with it. I don't know what he's plannin but I know it can't be somethin good. That's the thing about that little twerp, he's always plannin somethin. That sneaky little snitch. But do you know the worst thing about this whole thing? I think the boss has gotten in too deep. He insists that we're gonna play the rich twerp but I don't know if that's the case no more. If anythin, I think he's playin us." Rolo explained in as much detail as he could muster.

"And that's why we can't go anywhere just yet. I'm afraid that somethin could happen at any time and that I need to be around to help if it does. But, it just gets so hard ya know. Sometimes I feel like it would be easier to just take off into the sunset and start somethin new. Get a new group of fellas to kick it with. Do somethin with motors and stuff." confessed Rolo.

"Hey Corinne!? Wouldn't it be nuts if I started my own crew?" Rolo asked excitedly.