The Future of the Past rp ~~Players Needed!!~~

Does this sound like a good rp?

  • Yes

    Votes: 7 31.8%

  • No

    Votes: 8 36.4%

  • Maybe

    Votes: 2 9.1%

  • We'll just have to find out! :D

    Votes: 5 22.7%
  • Total voters
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Mantha8225 said:
((xD I have found some more!!! But... I shall not post them yet BWAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!))

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Mantha8225 said:
Blake turned and looked at Marissa awkwardly. "I, um, I-" he said. "Sure." he managed to get out. "It's just- Nobody has really ever helped me before. Ever since I was a little kid, I- I've been on my own, and-"
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"just come get it" she said with a small smile, she ran inside and left the door open for him.
 
Mathew seemed to just notice that it was still raining, but he didn't feel wet. Weird, he thought, but didn't think about it any more. "Wait, so I didn't even catch your name," he just realized. "I'm Mathew."

Blake awkwardly stepped in. The only actually furnished buildings he had been in were foster homes, social services, and orphanages. He looked around, taking in the room. He looked around for the coats. "Where- um, Where are they?"
 
Mantha8225 said:
Mathew seemed to just notice that it was still raining, but he didn't feel wet. Weird, he thought, but didn't think about it any more. "Wait, so I didn't even catch your name," he just realized. "I'm Mathew."

Blake awkwardly stepped in. The only actually furnished buildings he had been in were foster homes, social services, and orphanages. He looked around, taking in the room. He looked around for the coats. "Where- um, Where are they?"
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"I'm Gretchen."
 
Mantha8225 said:
"Gretchen." Mathew repeated. "Okay, I will try to remember that one."
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"Well, I doubt you'll mix it up with any other Gretchens. It's not exactly a common name." said Gretchen, grinning slightly. She frowned and looked at her wings. "I smell like a wet bird." she commented, before her wings shrank and molted. She stuffed the feathers in her bag.
 

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