A Death in Summer ❧ An Advanced Roleplay discussion

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Name: Enna
Time Zone: I shall Kik it to you.
Roleplay Example: (view spoiler)[One of Ansley’s shoulders barely rose in a half-shrug, ever the careless and unapproachable Ansley Reeves. “Not here. He went out a while ago.” A thrill went through his hands and made him shiver imperceptibly; it was like a cold, cold breeze pushing through his blood and flowing in him. There was a certain excitement in Ansley’s lies. He lied very little, but whenever he did, it was very difficult for him to hold himself back. Ansley Reeves was a liar. Maybe it wasn’t something people thought about, but it was true. He just didn’t do it very much. That didn’t make him a truth-teller.

“But I can help you.” He always gave a little gift to the transfer students — a warning. He didn’t smile, but there was something lurking in his green eyes. Not quite predatory, but not exactly all soft like a doll. “Theodore doesn’t like to do this kind of thing, so I usually do it for him.” Not so much of a lie this time. He sometimes did a lot of things for Theo. But Theo had done enough for him to last half of Ansley’s life.

“Here, Jackson.” In a swift movement, Ansley gripped the boy’s arm and twisted it behind his back, yanking it up enough to make the other boy emit a rough groan. Naturally, he dragged the other boy to the door, cocking his head at the weird girl towards the door. He yanked it open and shoved Jackson out the door. Jackson seemed to have lost his conviction to be more brutal, considering there was another girl whose attention he needed to attract. After the girl passed out the door, Ansley rolled his eyes to the ceiling when he speculated all the things he had to do with these two.

“Do something that’s not what you did to Jackson while I’m gone” was all he said to his closest friend before shutting the door completely. (hide spoiler)]

Name: Chrys Marie
Time Zone: GMT/UTC +08:00
Roleplay Example: (view spoiler)[
She felt her heart escalate painfully, tears she had stubbornly refused to shed earlier now flowing freely on her cheeks. Every word he spat at her was a low blow to her pride as Skye found herself training her eyes down at the pavement, unable to look at him, the life of the past lingering around her with the memories brought up by their conversation.

A sob threatened to tear her apart as a haunting silence filled the atmosphere. She felt his gaze burning through her, unnerving. Her eyes drift shut as Skye took a steadying breath. Perhaps it was foolish, after all - ridiculous even - when she had chosen to come here in the first place. What was she looking for? Comfort in familiarity? It seemed impossible now. The person who stood before her, whose blue eyes used to shine so bright with youth and wonder, seemed like a total stranger now. Gone was the boy, the childhood friend, she had once known to the very core, and in his place stood everything she had not hoped him to be. Skye had sought comfort where none could be given and now here she stood, trembling and crying, in front of him like a fool.

“I’m sorry,” she bit out, a sob getting caught in her throat. “I shouldn’t have come.”

“I’m sorry for breaking my promise. I’m sorry for everything.” The words escape in a hushed tone, accompanied by white wisps of air that took flight from her lips the moment the words do. It was growing terribly cold and the cardigan Skye wore was no longer offering comfort — she wondered if it was because of the weather or simply the overwhelming loneliness and pain that was threatening to engulf her. (hide spoiler)]