oki! theme?

hmm idk a mafia/kidnapping rp?-

kidnapper,, i kindA have a perfect oc for this-

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Oh okay, who starts?

Yea! 1 more question, was he just kiddnapping him or was he alr kidnapped?

Okay, ill start now!!)) Obbsesion was in a dark alley, around 9;00. He was smoking a cigarette. b t w ik it says hes short but yk im making him tall now abt 5'8-6'2))

kk)) He had threw the cig on the ground and stepped on it, the first thing your oc saw was obbsession leaving the alley walking up to a woman with her child, seeming as he pushed the woman inside.

The child seemed to be crying really loudly, the woman had scars on her face, same with the kid. They were beat really bad.

"Who the f%ck are you?! Wait.. *womans name* did you call for help?" His eyes widened and he had a grin on his face.

gtg ts- ill be on a lil after 3))

He walked over to him and held up his chin. "Hm. Your cute, too bad i have to knock you out." the child was behind him hugging obbsession tightly.

He chuckled and pull out a gun, knocking him against the head, while the woman was knocked out cold.

He looked down at him picking him up walking upstairs and going into a apartment, the child followed.

he tied him up and sat on the couch with a drink in his hand waiting for him to wake up.

He giggled "Well look whos awake!" He sipped a bit of his drink.

"Aw come on now, dont look at me like that~! you're the one who went between me and Mary, So when you think about it, its not my fault!" he smiled softly.

"mm, you're not wrong! shes my ex wife, she cheated on me while i was at work. I hardly injured my kid, but i killed mary. So i guess your right!! ^^"

He laughed "Dont try it, you'll only get yourself hurt. And i wouldnt want to hurt a cutie like you!"

"ah, thought you were trying to get out." He paused for a second "Do you want to get out?"

He looked to the left and right of him then got up to untie him.

He paused looking confused tilting his head.

He didnt look surprised and sat back down.

He looked away not saying anything. he seemed to have some sort of soft spot.

he was on his phone texting someone with a annoyed face.

"Hm?" He looked up fsr his hair was outta his face-

he rolled his eyes "You're so immature."

He looked back down to his phone.

"maybe." he didnt bother to look up "what do you think?" He looked at the door then at him. "I might not go through with it."

he looked up confused. "Yes?"

He looked back down to his phone flopping himself on the couch.