- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, Horror and Sci-fi. I'll try basically anything though. I also love strange and unusual RP genre concepts. Different is good!
Re: Carnal Nightmare
Creed left a short message, figuring she was busy at work. He decided to spend the rest the day getting things ready for the night. After dinner he planned to go out on patrol. He liked to keep an eye out on the streets, because as a resident of Hope Falls he knew that things were never safe. There was always something out there. And when one thing went away (SETH) another was sure to follow in its place. He glanced at his watch while shapinign up some Knives and loading up guns, 9pm. Well, it looked like he would be leaving soon.
*Ring Ring Ring*
It was his cell phone. He picked it up, ot was Helaine.
He didn't waste anytime in asking her the question he'd been wanted to ask all day.
"Would you like to have dinner with me? Not like a date.... but business related, of course." He blushed on the other end, burying his face in his hand silently. Why was he always tripping over his damn words? He let it go and decided to wait for her answer.
He could go on patrol after dinner.
Creed left a short message, figuring she was busy at work. He decided to spend the rest the day getting things ready for the night. After dinner he planned to go out on patrol. He liked to keep an eye out on the streets, because as a resident of Hope Falls he knew that things were never safe. There was always something out there. And when one thing went away (SETH) another was sure to follow in its place. He glanced at his watch while shapinign up some Knives and loading up guns, 9pm. Well, it looked like he would be leaving soon.
*Ring Ring Ring*
It was his cell phone. He picked it up, ot was Helaine.
He didn't waste anytime in asking her the question he'd been wanted to ask all day.
"Would you like to have dinner with me? Not like a date.... but business related, of course." He blushed on the other end, burying his face in his hand silently. Why was he always tripping over his damn words? He let it go and decided to wait for her answer.
He could go on patrol after dinner.