Fantasy Serial Killer Roleplay w/ @starpaintswithword

[EmilySmith]

MADDISON SMITH
It was just a normal day for Maddie as usual. The sun was shining. The birds were singing. She rose from her bed and ran down the stairs. Her parents has gone for work so it was just her at home. She still stayed with her parents, because why not?

Her eyes darted around the house, fixing and cleaning everywhere just to make the house look presentable and clean. She hummed going to her phone to watch a movie. She was watching 'Psycho' which was kind of funny, guess why? A serial killer have been killing all kinds of people; children, men, women, etc. It was also funny because the serial killer was her best friend Samuel but she calls him Andrea cause it sounds cooler.

She didn't really care about it. He was her bestfriend and she made him feel safe around her and didn't care about what would happen and when it would. She was going to hell him and be his best friend till the very end. Anyways, she goes back to the movie, laughing at the bits and parts of the jokes in the movies.


EMILLIAN JONES
Emillian Jones had always been working with the police, since her parents were Detectives, so she used to come to the station at her small age, helping her parents with the easiest she could do to help them. Her small eyes looking at the big paper and laughing with her parents and other detectives when they make jokes just to lighten up the mood in the station.

Now years later, Emily glares at the work on her table. It was frustrating how Samuel Abott used to escape their clutches. He's a psychopath. Who would want a psycho? Stupid bastard. His latest crime was killing a 25-year-old woman called Jane. She sighed pulling out her pen and writing down a report on how far she had gone in the case for him.

Emily stands up from her desk and heads over to her head detective's office and drops her report there before heading back to her desk to continue her work.​

 

[starpaintswithwordz]

DETECTIVE JOANNE CHRISTINE MOORE

Joanne had rushed into the department, unusually late as she tucked her head quite low and her hat obscured her face, so that only her black short hair that curled at the sides was visible.

She had kept her panting silence, but it didn’t take a genius or two to figure she had run quite the mile, by the way her shoulders were rising up and down irregularly, and how she clutched her chest in a terrible effort to soothe the pain it took on her lungs.

Joanne had been reluctant to join the Detective industry, seeing as she had been an independent Private Investigator in her early years of this field of work. She had felt that she was quite restricted with protocol, but here she was now. She was often scolded like a little child for operating on her way and disobeying orders, although the woman had clearly aged features on her face and hands.

She was still stubborn and adamant however on having her way.

She stopped standing in the middle of the office like she was about to seep into a casket and decided to fixate her hold on some papers, walking over to a certain desk with a certain person.​

 

[starpaintswithwordz]

SAMUEL ANDREAS ABBOT​

Samuel leapt in through the open window of Maddison’s open kitchen. For once, he was not coated in blood that didn’t belong to him, rather he was in a very presentable hoodie and jeans. He lowered the black face mask on his mouth and looked around cautiously.

Even though he expected to be attacked, arrested or anything, he opened the door to the fridge like he owned the place, (with how often he stayed, he probably did at some point), and grabbed himself a little snack.

He leaned on the counter, opening the bag of dried fruit noisily as he grinned, awaiting the footsteps of a certain somebody. He threw some in his mouth and chewed, tapping his finger against the counter.

He didn’t need to keep his guard up around Maddison… not at all. Never.​

 

[EmilySmith]

MADDISON SMITH
Maddie heard noises from the kitchen. At first, she already knew who it was so she didn't stand up in alert. She continued watching 'Psycho' and looks around the house for a bit. She got hungry and some point and then stood up remoivng the ear pod from her ear and headed over to her kitchen.

She saw Samuel gronning like a complete idiot, "Hey." She said shortly and went to get some chips from the kitchen cupboard. Once she got it, she started to eat it, she sat on the kitchen counter.

She looked at Samuel and smirked, "Whatcha up to?" She said teasingly having no idea what to say to him.

EMILLIAN JONES
Emily looked at Joanne and saw her and waved at her, "Hi! Your Joanne right? Im Emily. I have been working here for 2 years now. I just want you to be comfortable and all. Hope you are."

She said it with a neat and casual way as if they had been friends since. She was one of the nicer detectives around here and they all just think new people suck.​

 

[starpaintswithwordz]

SAMUEL ANDREAS ABBOT
“Took you a while to come... What if I wasn’t a nice charming Serial Killer but a murder machine? I’d be eating dried Maddison meat by now,” he laughed gruffly at his morbid joke.

He continued to consume his delectable choice of food, looking over to Maddison’s bag before turning to look at his and frowning. “I didn’t know we had those?”
He reached his hand out greedily for a chip, “Gimmie,”

DETECTIVE JOANNE CHRISTINE MOORE

She huffed furiously, lifting her head up as she fixed her hat on properly, pushing her glasses up her faded scarred face. She blinked agitatedly with her heavy eye-bag rimmed eyes and clutched the papers tighter. “Ya think ‘de one time I’s get some shut-eye,’de world would reward me!” (You think the one time I get some shut-eye, the world would reward me!)

The woman had spoke with a very heavy accent, unknowing to the woman who had greeted her. She paused mid-rant, swallowing back the very ”lovely“ word she had been bursting to say and blinked once more.

“‘Ey? I’s not sure I’s seen ya before, gal.” (Hey, I’m mot sure I’ve seen you before, gal.)
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