Ghoul high School Rp

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by NeonQueen, Nov 27, 2011.

  1. I look at him for a second.
    "Fine..." I say sadly, turning away and pinching the bridge of my nose, squeezing my eyes shut.
     
  2. (I sense an episode coming on )
     
  3. (mordiciiiiii! 
    Hey. )
     
  4. (Im hungry, tanner and carter are DRAGGING WITH GETTING READY AND IM DYING. :3)
     
  5. Elijah: *exhales in annoyance, looking away* I'm going home, see you later. *walks home exasperated*
     
  6. (tell them to make you a sammich. )
     
  7. I glare at Elijah and grab his shoulder.
    "Hey! Instead of walking away, you should face your problems!" I hiss, my eyes turning white at an almost immediate speed. I let go of his shoulder like I grasped fire, and my eyes flicker to normal for a second, confusion flashing across my face before I slump to the ground.
     
  8. (lmao I had to say it )
     
  9. Elijah: *tenses up watching her* if you had any idea how powerful I am.. How strong.. And how hard it was to control my desire to kill anyone you wouldn't yell at me. *turns and walks away, frustrated and piss*ed
     
  10. (now I want a sammich!)
     
  11. "I-I'm sorry..." I say, and my expression goes blank, my body unmoving.
    (just to let ya know, Raven's turning into a full demon . And I'd make you a sammich, but I'm too lazy )
     
  12. Elijah: *punches everything coming into his path, growling, upset*
     
  13. (ahh darn! I'm a hungie girl to!!)
     
  14. (lmao Elijah's ignoring his Fiance lying in the street . And go eat a sammich!)
     
  15. (yep cause Elijah got a temper )
     
  16. (I guess I'll change dramatically without an audience. )
     
  17. ()

    Elijah: *rubs the back of his head after walking out of destroying a church*

    Alida: *watching Raven with a hostile glare*
     
  18. I suddenly wretch, coughing up blood (ew ) and my wings turn to a black onyx color with blue streaks instead of white. I scream in pain, and clutch at my heart, and fall back to the ground, a series of black markings burning into my wrist. When my eyes aren't white anymore, the iris is as black as my pupil.

    (dayum I'm descriptive )