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what is it with us and dead rp's? xD

hey guys, I'm sorry, my dad came for an unexpected visit anmd we wen't on vacation, I'm still allowed to post in the rp, right?

do you mind putting the names of characters for the roles in the overview along with the RPers name? I'm still kind of confused about all the families.

Isabelle walked down to get breakfast. she sighed. she sat alone, and didn't get anything. she wasn't in the mood to eat.

Isabelle woke up. she felt extremely depressed. she wanted to go home. but...to who. she wished she had a mother to go home to. but she had no one. Max was gone. Ryder hated her. she sighed. she took her pills in the bathroom. Looks like I do need these... she thought, sighing. she got dressed...

she hid. or, tried to. she sat still, holding her breath. maybe he didn't know, she thought, seeming to forget that shadows were apart of his domain. she didn't respond. she was genuinely scared of him. he would hate her if she was him. she hates herself already.

Isabelle followed in the shadows. He's like batman she thought to herself. she watched the girl run away, and she hoped she would be alright. Ryder was right, he really would do anything for anyone. He is an angel from hell. selfless. she wished she could save people, but... she can't. Not...

Isabelle wondered why he was still protecting her. the children? maybe. she knew he would do anything to get her off the quest. weather it was because she was a danger to him and an annoyance, or to save the kids...that he doesn't want. she sighed. he probably wishes he could go back in time and...

She wanted to end her life. she would. but she didn't for Ryder. he had saved her so many times, she wasn't going to let it go to waste. maybe she should if he doesn't want kids. make his life easier. she might as well, then he can finally focus on what's important. all she had been doing is...

"Oh my god Ryder' Isabelle backed up, afraid of him for a moment "I'm so sorry...thank you so much...I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry..." Tears were flowing down her face. she was such an idiot. she couldn't believe what she had done. she could have been killed. and he saved her. again.

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You. I like you.

It's funny, in my mind I was literally thinking golf clap but I decided not to type it xD

yes, we shall all give him a clap

that joke went over your head

lol, sarcasm is good. pride is hard to let go of. would it help to know that I literally don't care that you know you are wrong? I don't believe I won anything, you shouldn't believe you lost anything. we are both taking a step in the right direction.

Dr.Phil is here to help

I'm not trying to sound better than you, I just wan't to give advice, so don't take this the wrong way. But, if you think someone else is correct, then its better to work with them about the idea than to let some useless sense of pride get in the way. at the very least, blame your original idea...