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I'd be up for a One Piece rp if you're still interested. I'm a fan of the pairing Sanji/Usopp and I don't have a preference for which character I play. Hope to hear from you!

Still searching~

C'mon, I really want to rp Fright Night. Right now i'm especially craving Mark/Ed.

I'm just breaking the rules on this website left and right. >__< Maybe I should skim through the guidelines and everything before I post. lol. Anyways, I'm still looking for a rp partner! Really craving a vampire/best friend rp right now... Just finished watching Fright Night again, I love...

True fact: if you love Chucky chances are we're best friends

"And isn't he kinda old to be cracking dumb jokes like that?" He meant it as more of a statement than a question, his voice lowering in volume following Dave's example. Chris fingered the uncreased pages of his closed textbook, the sharp edges dragging along his flesh threatened to cut slivers...

I'm looking for another fan of the remake of Fright Night (2011) to engage in a long-term roleplay with. First things first, I'm a huge slash fanatic and my otp is Edward "Evil Ed" Thompson & Charley Brewster (but I also like Ed x Mark). I think it would be fun to explore their characters as...

"Me neither. I didn't think I'd see you around a lot." Chris was kinda glad things turned out the way they did. He didn't know anyone else at this school and it was sort of nice to talk to someone, even if they didn't know each other very well. Chris shrugged, his movements unseen by the other...

Another day another dollar haha jk I have no money.

Chris propped an arm up on the desk and rested his head into his open palm. Staring openly at the instructor while nonplussed by his cheerful attitude as the older man stood in front of the blackboard. Either he was new to teaching, or he was just a weirdo who had a hard on for biology. Or was...

Chris took a moment to glance up from his locker to look at the other boy as he spoke, not even batting an eyelash at the sight of more blood collecting on his busted lip. He had become desensitised to seeing such brutality. He'd even watched murder happen right before his very eyes on separate...

'So he's been into fights before? I bet he always gets his ass kicked.' From what he had seen, Dave hadn't really put up much of a fight at all. But it wasn't like he had the option of defending himself. All the jock really did was tip Dave over and start kicking the guy while he was down; it...

"You look like hell." He mused, dark eye's roving over Dave's injured form as the teen struggled to lift himself off the ground. 'That jock must have really done a number on him.' he thought as he watched the taller boy lean heavily on the railing until he finally pushed himself to stand...

I legit ship puppets together. Have I hit rock bottom yet?

Chris cast his gaze downward and stared at Dave's hand like it was some sort of foreign object. He didn't like people touching him, especially when he didn't know them very well. But Chris saw how crowded the halls were, and he assumed Dave was only trying to help him and make sure they didn't...

I'm looking for another fan of the 2010 film, Chatroom to engage in a long-term roleplay with. First things first, I'm a huge slash fanatic and my otp is Jim x William Rollins (ship name; Jilliam). I think it would be fun to explore their characters as well as you guessed it, relationship. It...

Chris fell into step behind Dave as he led him down the hall past the rowdy teenagers as they slammed their lockers noisily and crossed the distance to their respective classrooms. He glanced distractedly around himself while taking in this new, and entirely unfamiliar environment as he walked...

"Yeah." He answered, taking a couple steps forward as Dave backed away from him. Chris slipped inside the building as the other teen moved over to give him enough room to pass through the door. He brightened as Dave went on to say he would be willing to assist him if he needed anything. "Well...

"Naw, he was a real dick. I'm glad he's gone. I mean, I would have fired him myself but..." He let the sentence hang there as he shrugged his shoulders, the movement raising the straps of his bag and the weight of it's contents reminded him that he had yet to locate his locker and put his stuff...

I have no life