SlenderMan (RP)

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *Stud_Wiz_Khalifa (01), Oct 24, 2012.

  1. Emma: *looks at slendy* well??? What do you want now?
     
  2. Caleb: Emma -nods head in the direction of the locker room- C'mon
     
  3. well i guess* laughs* its been five years since that day so i came back to see what everyones doing
     
  4. Emma: *looks up* in a second... Go on without me. *stands and faces slendy* well... Welcome to my home turf. Since the last time you saw me. I have become a famous teen soccer player. Any other things you want to know?
     
  5. Emma: *pauses* oh ya... And I died my hair brown... Like it?
     
  6. (Im not slender)thats cool and i do like yout hair
     
  7. -Thinks to Slender- Where are you?
     
  8. (ohhhh ya! Mack!)

    Emma: *smiles* thanks... Look Mack. It has been a long time since the night everything went... From bad to insane... I... *hugs him* never thanked you for saving Dustin.
     
  9. Caleb: -walks back out- Emma, c'mon
     
  10. Emma: see you around Mack. *walks over to caleb* good game so far huh?
     
  11. Caleb: Incerdible game, now get into the locker room, we only have 15 min. left
     
  12. Emma: *laughs and walks in* ok girls this is the plan: *tells them the plan*
     
  13. Tarragon: sits on the bed. A figure comes out of no where.

    Figure: "He bought it?"

    Tarragon: sighs. "Of course."

    Figure: "Good."
     
  14. Dustin: -walks up behind Emma taps her shoulder-
     
  15. Emma: *turns around and almost doesn't recognize Dustin then smiles and hugs him* DUSTIN!
     
  16. Dustin: -spins around with her in my arms- I wouldn't wanna miss your big your game -kisses her-
     
  17. Tarragon: faces figure. "But why now?"

    Figure: "It's in our blood."

    Tarragon: looks down. "Maybe I don't want to be like this."
     
  18. Emma: *smiles and gives him a kiss back* I haven't seen you in 5 months!
     
  19. Dustin: I had a tournament
     
  20. Figure: grips my shoulders. I wince in pain. "You can't change who you are."

    Tarragon: "Please stop, it hurts."

    Figure: his face comes closer. "Then get the target."