The Monster Inside ***An apocalyptic thriller RP***

Is this a good idea?

  • Yes, you should make some more of these types of thriller RPs!!!

  • Yeah, I guess it's kinda cool, but a little scary for my taste.

  • Nah, too freaky. *bundles in blanket to ward off bad guys*

  • Yes, I think it's a cool idea, but I would prefer if you made other types of RPs.


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‘ The heck?!’ Sky yelled, infuriated. They were tough, very tough.
You'd better explain yourself. Kit told the monster. But, of course, it didn't. It gave her a derisive laugh, before receding into the back of her mind once more.

"Uh, that was the monster." Kit said hesitantly.

I am called Razor.

"Razor," she corrected.
 
Aisling shrugged. "Whatever. Just remember not to talk to strangers, Stranger Danger, you know. And here, have a cookie. You've been a good boy." Not really, she thought. Then she handed him one of her most delicious cookies her father had taught her how to bake. "There you go. And if you go outside, look both ways before you cross the street." She smiled and walked away
(I LOVE HER LOL XDXD)

"Okay... Thanks, I guess?" Blake stammered as she walked away.
 
You'd better explain yourself. Kit told the monster. But, of course, it didn't. It gave her a derisive laugh, before receding into the back of her mind once more.

"Uh, that was the monster." Kit said hesitantly.

I am called Razor.

"Razor," she corrected.
Sky stared at Kit, their eyes showing their immense anger clearly. ‘ We tell that monster to shut up. What kind of name is Razor anyways? That monster sounds stupid.’ Sky said, very defensively. Sky had been tough for their whole life, or had they?
 
"Yes please." Jean cried eagerly, then stopped herself, flushing in embarrassment. She didn't want to come across as helpless, but she was alone. And scared. Without anyone. Gritting her teeth, she followed him. This way it was less likely that she would end up dead by a monster's hand.

Zayne’s lips twitched upwards. He almost made a joke about not usually bringing someone home on the first date, but the monster at the end of the hallway kept him from goofing off.
Once they were inside, Zayne closed the door, locking all four locks and dropping his emergency plank down, securely boarding up the door. “Okay, That should hold them,” he said quietly, putting his knife away and glancing at Jean. “Make yourself comfortable.”
His apartment was fairly small, with chipping gray paint on the walls and an old couch sitting in the middle of the room. There wasn’t a lot of stuff in there, as anything of value had either been stolen, or kept in his backpack.
Each room had its own set of locks and planks, and all of the windows had bars, which were carefully placed so they could only be moved from the inside.
Zayne walked towards the kitchen, dropping his backpack on the counter. “We should be fine, as long as we stay quiet. That is, unless they can smell us.” He frowned, not pleased to think of the creatures sniffing them out like search and rescue dogs.
 
Zayne’s lips twitched upwards. He almost made a joke about not usually bringing someone home on the first date, but the monster at the end of the hallway kept him from goofing off.
Once they were inside, Zayne closed the door, locking all four locks and dropping his emergency plank down, securely boarding up the door. “Okay, That should hold them,” he said quietly, putting his knife away and glancing at Jean. “Make yourself comfortable.”
His apartment was fairly small, with chipping gray paint on the walls and an old couch sitting in the middle of the room. There wasn’t a lot of stuff in there, as anything of value had either been stolen, or kept in his backpack.
Each room had its own set of locks and planks, and all of the windows had bars, which were carefully placed so they could only be moved from the inside.
Zayne walked towards the kitchen, dropping his backpack on the counter. “We should be fine, as long as we stay quiet. That is, unless they can smell us.” He frowned, not pleased to think of the creatures sniffing them out like search and rescue dogs.
(Oh my joy do you write? Your writing style and grammar and everything is amazzzinggg *fangirls*)
"Thanks." Jean said, plopping down on his couch. "You have a nice place! Normally, ya know, I wouldn't have just come into a man's room alone, but... Considering the circumstances..." She shrugged.
 
Sky stared at Kit, their eyes showing their immense anger clearly. ‘ We tell that monster to shut up. What kind of name is Razor anyways? That monster sounds stupid.’ Sky said, very defensively. Sky had been tough for their whole life, or had they?
"I did." Kit smiled faintly. "And it is stupid. Very stupid."

Hey!

"Shut up," Kit whispered, standing. "Well, Sky... It was nice meeting you." She started unlocking the door.
 
"I did." Kit smiled faintly. "And it is stupid. Very stupid."

Hey!

"Shut up," Kit whispered, standing. "Well, Sky... It was nice meeting you." She started unlocking the door.
‘ Are you leaving? Um, that’s fine, I don’t care.’ Sky stuttered. They did care, but saying it was admitting they weren’t tough. Toughness was the only thing keeping Sky alive, and if they weren’t tough they would die. Besides, having a monster near you was never good, not even if it was a good monster.
 
‘ Are you leaving? Um, that’s fine, I don’t care.’ Sky stuttered. They did care, but saying it was admitting they weren’t tough. Toughness was the only thing keeping Sky alive, and if they weren’t tough they would die. Besides, having a monster near you was never good, not even if it was a good monster.
"Yeah, let me know if you need anything." Kit smiled as she opened the door, then left.

(SHE LEFT HER NOTEBOOKS BTW)
 
"Yeah, let me know if you need anything." Kit smiled as she opened the door, then left.

(SHE LEFT HER NOTEBOOKS BTW)
Sky stood there for a minute, then started doing person stuff. First, they decided to get dressed in actual clothes and not just the sweat shirt and pants they had been wearing for the past few days. After digging around in the closet for a minute, they picked out a gothic black long-sleeved dress trimmed with white lace. Sky put on their chest binder, then continued to pick out some sort of outfit. In the end, it was just the dress with a pair of black tights and some knee high platform boots.
They quickly ran a brush through their hair before heading back to the main area of the apartment. Sky noticed some notebooks that it appeared Kit had left. After slapping their own hands a bit to stop themself from looking through the books, they decided to return them. But not now, as they had better things to do with their time at the moment.
Sky turned on the tv, and started watching Netflix like they had been doing for the past few weeks.
 

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