@Asylumnated I don't think I'll be able to be part of the RP(:'(). I've had so much schoolwork and exam preparation dumped on me, and I just don't have the time to be able to write properly and contribute in what I feel is an acceptable way. I'll still happily follow the roleplay, because I'm...
So I've been gone for like 2 weeks and I'm really sorry and I kinda got sidetracked for like a day and then my laptop sort of did a mini-explosion and it was kinda awesome but at the same time not because like explosions are scary and I got burnt by a spark and my mum insisted on taking me to...
Red Hood
As the gun was somehow torn from his hand and the boy destroyed it like some sort of plastic toy, his curiosity turned to anger, but his emotions lasted only for a second before Davin screamed, a blood-curling scream that sent chills through his body. Red Hood ducked behind the...
Omg that gives me an idea.
I'm gonna wait for a moment later in the RP, where it's just Red Hood and one other person alone, and he's holding them captive, and he orders a pizza, which he gets for free because he knows the pizza guy and he kills all his competition, and the guy just sends the...
He wouldn't, I just thought that if an intelligent killer came in, he'd, like, destroy the phone or something, prevent contact with the outside world, whereas Red Hood pays no attention to that. Also, you never know, maybe the psychopath wants to order pizza.
Yes. My roleplays are always detailed. Simple and casual just aren't good enough to build a proper story and develop characters, especially with the type of people they involve.
Red Hood is completely oblivious to that (^.^). His mindset is basically: here's a person. How can I torture this person psychologically so that they're truly terrified, and then kill them?
Anything else is unimportant to him.
Can I just say to everyone in this RP that the quality of your writing amazes me. It's rare to be in a roleplay where everyone is so skilled and talented, and your writing makes it feel as if I'm watching actual characters come to life, not just 'Person A, Person B'.
Red Hood
Something very, very fucked up was going on.
From the bedroom upstairs he couldn't hear what was going on down where the others were, but he was sure it wasn't exactly pleasant. That boy, Davin, wasn't human, at least not fully. Nobody could get stabbed like that and then just...
The Doctor never thought that his worst enemy would be his swimming pool.
"Nevermind the Daleks," he muttered,"I'm going to be defeated by a flooded cuboid of water." He was so occupied by this train of thought that he missed the unconscious girl completely, and as such he tripped up over her...
Welcome to Westridge Asylum. This is where the people too unstable for the normal institutions come. The people with nothing to lose, the people so far beyond the edge that sanity is but a whisper to them. People who have been locked in one room since they arrived, never leaving. Everything is...
Red Hood
Well, wasn't this fun? A dead body on the floor, another one dying across the room, and now-
Now the body was laughing and licking the knife. Licking it. The knife with his blood on it. What the actual fuck was happening? Red Hood didn't know, but it sure as hell didn't look...
Red Hood
Red Hood clapped slowly, beaming at Ros. "Well done. That was very entertaining to watch. It appears you'd do anything to save your brother. And now Adam here gets to live."
He paused for a second.
"Or, at least, he would, if I were generous. Which I'm not."
And then, in one...