Hello, some of you have met Amber, others haven't. We're those little voices in her head that make her insane. Whoops.
(Blog may be triggering. Yes this will be like you're talking to them in person. Tag is #thesevoiceswillcontrolyou)
you’re open to roleplay the following:
● abuse ( emotional, physical, drug etc.)
● crime ( murder, kidnapping, theft etc.)
● action ( fighting, races, weapons etc.)
● relationships as ( enemies, gangs etc.)
Reunion || Slade & Kat
His eyes widened at the sound and made sure he looked good. He walked to the door and opened in, “Hey Kat-” He grew silent at the sight of her. She was beautiful and he knew that he was still in love with her, “Come in.”
Kat gave a nervous. Everything between them had been like a roller coaster of epic proportions. “Hello to you too,” she answered, a small smile on her face, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “So tell me something, Slade, how have you been?” Her lips touched his cheek in a friendly kiss before pulling away.
He smiled, “I’ve been alright, how have you been?” He asked as he kissed her forehead. He walked over to the table, “I hope this is okay..”
Rueven glanced down at Amber, silent a moment. She didn’t want to be alone— he could see it. There was a part of him that urged him to humor the girl by giving her something mindless to do, but the rest of him protested, saying that she would only get in the way. Everyone got in the way. People were more of a hazard than a help.
He exhaled through his nose. “Whatever makes things easier. I don’t need you right now,” was all he responded with, exiting the room immediately afterwards.
She stood quiet for a moment before standing up, “Alright.” She said simply, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. “I just don’t understand one thing- why do you tend to push everyone away? I’d rather be with someone than be alone and I’ve been alone since I was nine.”
Accident meme: Amber walked into the bathroom and saw Spike lying there in pain, "You stubborn twat." She said before helping him up, "Why don't you ever ask for help?"
"Cuz I didn’t know I was gonna sprain my bloody ankle!" Spike groused, hoping on one food and nearly toppling over again. "Ow! Bloody hell… soddin’ Fyarl demon tried to rip out my rib."
Spike quirked an eyebrow. “You think I haven’t already dealt with real pain? Watched the woman I loved get her mind twisted by her sire? Had my back broken? Saw the Slayer die right in front of me? I know pain, kitten. This is nothin’.” He slouched, glowering under the onslaught of distasteful memories.
She frowned at his words, knowing how he felt. “I’m sorry.” She sat on the bed and shook her head, “You miss the slayer more than anything huh?” She asked as she looked at him, tilting her head to the side.
Strangers || Amber & Spike
She patted the ground, “No I did not. You’re not human, right?” She asked but didn’t turn to look at him. Kill him. You have a chance. Amber bit her lip as she looked down at the ground.
He tilted his head curiously, as he took a seat. Spike considered that he could use a break from the monotonous nothing that was going on this evening’s patrol. He question made him think the girl was smarter than most, but didn’t give a direct answer intentionally. “Whut gave you that idea?”
"Lucky guess." She whispered as she looked up at the sky. "When people start talking about a hell mouth, well it sort of makes you wonder." You fool. Kill him, he’s getting suspicious. "Shut up." She muttered.
Starter|| Vincent & Josh
Josh blushed even deeper and covered his face with his notepad. “Uh that’s not on the menu… I can get you a muffin though A-and my phone number if you want it.” he replied nervously He’d never been so openly hit on. Not that he was complaining.
He smirked and nodded, “Yeah I’d be fine with that. I will definitely call you later.”
I gotta say though that I don't write with self harm or physical/mental abuse :3
Yes I completely understand!
Oh you are a cutie! :D I would love to rp with you!
Thank you! And do you have a specific plot you want to do?