uhumum idk, I have some doubt about my abilities for rps

actually idk how to rp!

ive only roleplayed as stweie dog!! can u teach me how to rolplay

DHUDJXBRBZSTEWIE DOG

yes i got this one u likes?

how do i roleplay HELP MEE!

oh yeah i know how to do that i am a master at that heh

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OKAY HOW DO WE START

yessy

I’d look back, my eyes catching their gaze, nervously I furrowed my brows, swallowing my pride I wondered over, hands held tightly together in a nervous gesture. “Heey.. sick party.. right?” I’d Mutter silently under my breath, chewing the inside of my mouth , nervous about the social gathering going on right now.

“Not your cup of tea, mm? Then why you here then?” I softly let out a chuckle, elbowing her arm, “Party’s are meant to be wild n’ fun but look at us.. sitting out..”

“Mh, music can be so loud sometimes, I usually just come along to a part with my friends but.. yeah, they ditched me and I just thought I would stay a little longer,” I shifted, my legs crossing and my posture fixed

''Right?'' I chuckle, taking the soda without hesitation, I'd smile warmly with the squint of my eyes, ''Mm, thank you.'' I would crack open the soda with and abrupt click and hiss of the can opening, ''Cheers to social anxiety?''

I dinked the soda can with the other, smiling a little sheepishly and awkwardly raising my hand to take a sip, acting as if it was something like liquor. It clearly wasn't.

I caught your gaze, following it and watching the certain someone spike the punch bowl - my smile dropped, ''Oh no.'' I say quietly, looking back at her, ''That's not good.''

'' Or the start of a wrecked house that reeks of vomit..'' I'd mutter quietly, stomach churning at the thought of the smell, the damage, the drunk people passed out in the yard, felt like a Katy Perry song .

“To your place?” I asked and looked away not knowing what else to say.

“I guess going to your place wouldn’t be that bad hm” I looked back at her “are you Alright?”

“Then we should go huh” I suggested

I quickly followed behind her outside and crossed my arms since it was cold “soo what now?”

I'd give a nod, ''Mm..I mean, if you say so.'' I shivered, breathing out my mouth as a little tiny frost cloud comes out, ''Okay..let's go, I'm freezing.'

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Umm wait I like deleted all my art but I got a guy called trollge, let me get a ref img up

https://ibb.co/jMJV5hb

Trollge is evil doctor guy that steals people’s kidneys

you still interested??

Who will you use

Alrighty

right before we start, age , name and setting ??

alrighty! What type of rp?? I’m alr with any

Waheuehh alright , you want me to start?

The forest was dark and cold, with an eerie, hollow feeling about it. The winds cut through you, sending chills down your spine as you heard the echoes of screaming in the distance. If you were to follow the sounds, it would lead you to an abandoned cabin in the middle of the woods, its windows boarded up and its door rotting off its hinges. The atmosphere was oppressive and unsettling, as if you were not welcome in this place

As you entered, the screams of pain quickly came to an abrupt halt. There was a squelch in the room closest to you, a moist, wet sound that could be blood dripping onto the floor or something worse. The air within the cabin was thick with an air of despair and weak, brutal cries of silenced wind from outside. If your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you could see an outline of a figure, a figure reaching into someone’s stomach captivity.

Trollge lifted his head at the little quiet voice, he turns , looking straight at the door and moving to it slowly , opening the door without struggle, it whined with the sound of painful rusted metal, creaking with hurt

[`Hello there.. Liebe.`] He said softly, tilting his head with a grin, blood had stained his long Trenchcoat, tendrils wavering in the little space they had. [`Mm. What are you doing here?`]

[`Mmh. You’ve see. Too much.`] Trollge leans forward, grabbing hold of her chin, shaking his head, he grins.

It’s good don’t worry!) [`Hmmh.. And who are you then?` ] He grumbled lowly, adjusting the steampunk themed goggles over his eyes, he’s got sharpish spikes riddled everywhere on his body, ripping through the doctor uniform only slightly. His nails were digging in her skin , they were sharp enough to draw blood

[``Mmm.``] He narrows his eyes, letting go whilst pushing their face back with aggression, [``Trollge,``] He answered, wiping his bloodied hand on the whiteness of his jacket, tendrils whip the air idly.

Trollge looks down at her, crossing his arms. In his eyes however, he had so much judgement, glaring when she licked her fingers clean of the blood. [``I don't kill. I take their organs,``] He says as if he hadn't killed anyone just now. He smiles , [``And you don't seem to have a problem..Why?`]

[``Mh..Well. Alright..``] Trollge leaned away from her, smile fading quite a little. [``So..You're a pyro..? Ahm..Mm, I remember my pyro times. Grew out of it since then..``]

[``Mmmh. And..Is this you expecting me to care about how you feel?``] He leans forward, pushing the tip of his finger against her head, tilting his head with a grin. [``..I don't care.`]

Trollge pushed his finger further againts his head, [``Mmm.Then why'd you tell me? Oh..Mm, did I hurt your feelings?``]

Trollge loosens his grip. [`Mh.. Well..still, I don’t believe you.`] He runs a hand down her cheek, leaning closer, [`Prove it to me.`] He paused, [`How are you a murderer.`]

[``Mmmmh...No. Try kill me.``] He said with a coo in his voice, tilting his head. He was mocking her, treating her somewhat like a child. A tendril slides around her neck slowly, leaving a trail of sticky black ink around her throat.

[``Like? Tolerate? You barely even know me. You're pathetic.``] The tendril tightens around her throat, glaring at the seams of blush spreading across her cheeks, sneering as he towers over her.

The tendril only held tighter in its grip, slithering down the back of her neck, [``Mmm. Oh, or what? I don't see how what I'm doing is bad, liebe..``] He adjusts his tie with two hands, staring at her expression.

Trollge had to take a few moments for that. Staring at her blankly and just thinking about what she said for a few seconds. [``Mm..``] He pauses, [``Hmmh..Huh.``] The tendril suddenly tightened, hard and held her throat with grip.

[``Beg.``] The tendril loosened only slightly, enough for her to splurt out some words. His arms crossed as he smiles spitefully at what he had caused.

He squints his eyes under the goggles he wore, [``Mmh..What was that? I couldn't hear you.``] He hummed sweetly, brushing a hand through her hair slowly, [``Louder liebe.``]