YUSSSSSSS okie what kind?

Okie! Who will you be? And who shall I Be?

Mk um Idk the ship so can you give me a character plz?

Yes Idk south park either, so should I be Stan?

Sure! Just nothing inappropriate bc I'm in school

Ikr

Oof okie I mean... Just go ahead and send them, just not REALLY inappropriate mk?

OMG SO CUTE

So Stan play Football? And Kyle plays Basketball?

Uwu Mk start?

And I'm guessing Stan LIKES to drink

Up to you STAN AND KYLE ARE SOOOOOOOO CUTE AND SHIPPED EEEEE

YASSSSSSSSSS Wanna rp here?

YYYYYYE Okay start?

Um idk Omg I love this so much I can't even... And Stan likes to freaking DRINK MAN)

IKR) Okay les start

Srry I meant myself)

Stan was drinking out of his F L A S K

Stan looked over at Kyle. "But what if I wanna sip loud?"

Stan smiled. "Oh don't be like that." He was a bit drunk

Stan laughed and quietly sipped more alcohol

Stan stood up shakily. "L-Lets go somewhere!" *Hicc*

Brb))

Stan almost fell over. "O-Okay whatever."

Stan bent close to Kyle. "You know I love you."

"I do and you know it *Hicc*" He practically fell over.

"I will always love you." He leaned into Kyle

His breath became warm against Kyle's neck/face

Stan smiled, blushing. "See? I will always love you." *He coughed, moving his face away from Kyle's and began coughing even more.

Stan: He coughed harder. "I-i..." He was interrupted by coughing.

Stan sighed. "Nevermind."

Stan layed on the ground, closing his eyes and taking a swig from his flask once again. "I'm worthless aren't I?"

Stan looked at Kyle, standing up and went to him. "D-Did yo-you just a-actually s-s-say that??"

Stan suddenly lunged out and kissed him.

Stan enjoyed it, even though he was drunk as hell.

Stan put his arms around Kyle's neck, bringing him closer.

Stan realized what he was doing was wrong. Leading Kyle on while he was drunk, and acting like he hated Kyle when he wasn't. He hesitantly pulled himself away from Kyle.

Stan made himself look at Kyle, no matter how much he wanted to sink into the ground. "I-I-i'm sorry." He managed, supporting himself against the wall.

Stan was caught off guard and fell into Kyle, then hugged him back.

Stan smiled and rested his head on Kyle's shoulder. "I'm ****ed up Kyle..."

Stan smiled and hugged Kyle tighter. "I really do love you."

Stan closed his eyes, slumping down a bit. *Hicc*

Stan used his hand for support against the wall as he pulled away from Kyle and put his back against the wall, and slid down it. (I FREAKING LOVE THIS SHIP SO MUCHHHHHHH)

Mk)

Stan looked at his phone as he got a text from Craig. 'Hey there's a party at my place.'

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA) Stan looked up at Kyle, texting back. 'Will there be alcohol?'

Stan waited for a reply. 'Yeah' "Hey Kyle, ya wanna go to a party?" Stan asked, putting the phone down*

Stan frowned. "Well I'm going so if ya wanna come, then come." He stood up and walked towards the door (brb)

Stan walked to the door and opened it.

Stan sighed. "So your not coming?" He wasn't as drunk, as it was wearing off.

Stan nodded and opened the door, walking outside. (Wanna time skip to when he gets back?)

(Yey!) Stan stumbled into the door, only thing, he wasn't drunk for once. He had bruises on his face, and a few cuts as well.

Stan looked around, then walked to Kyle's bedroom, peeking through the door.

Stan smiled a bit, and walked to his room, and took his shirt off. He then grabbed a under shirt to put on.

Stan put down his under shirt down and walked to Kyle's door. "Hey you good?"

Stan looked concerned and walked into Kyle's room. "Kyle?"

Stan rushed over to the bed. "Kyle?? What's going on???"

Stan patted Kyle's back. "Kyle?!"

Brb))

Back))

Stan sighed in relief. "Are you okay?"

Stan smiled a bit and hugged Kyle.

Stan blushed a tiny bit. "You should've been at the party."

Stan shrugged. "Because it was lame without my super best friend there."

Stan smiled. "Yup!"

Stan patted Kyle's head. "You good?"

Stan smiled. "That's good."

Stan walked back over to his room and decided to leave his chest bare and sat in his bed.

Stan grabbed his football and tossed it back and fourth to himself.

Stan he flung the football a little harder than needed against the wall.

Stan looked up. "Yeah I'm fine." He got back up and picked up the football, throwing it against the wall again.

Stan finally stopped throwing the ball against the wall, after he had created a dent in it. "Gotta practice right?" He mumbled to himself.

Stan sighed. "Well I'm done now, so happy days to the wall..."

Stan nodded. "Yeah fine... Why?"

Stan paused. "Did I?"

But um if you still want to we can, but your doing two other rps so you don’t have to

No? Okie

Yeah well I’m really just bored so I don’t mind anything

So what do you want to do?

Um, well I don’t many fandoms or such so..that’s why I asked what you wanna do because I can pretty much only use my oc’s

Well I have Amelia and Bailey, Bailey is gay and Amelia is a bisexual

Okie dokie uwu do I make an anim or you?

Uwu