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 Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 7:17 am
A roleplay between me and n o b x d y c:
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 8:30 pm
zzzz[ roman kingston ]zzzzS T O R MRoman's plan today was to just to go the corner store,
pick up a can of watermelon Arizona and a King Sized Cookie and
Cream Bar, and possibly make plans later on in the night to go out to
a club -- with everything running smoothly. No interruptions. No
damsels in distress. No robbers, murderers, pick-pockets, fires with
people trapped inside -- you know, the usual s**t that interrupts his
everyday life. Was he complaining about the Super human abilities?
No. Not at all. Just bothered. Roman felt responsible for every
disaster to ever occur in the city of Manhattan, because everyone
knows that as a superhero, he is to serve the human race to the end
of his life, God Damn it! Roman rolled his eyes to the thought and
entered the corner store building. It was like they forgot police
officers, firefighters and doctors exist. Don't get him wrong, he
understands the occasional 'this is bigger than us!' situations,
but s**t... do they have to call for superheroes for every. single. thing?
For a young guy, the weight of the world is too much. He's fresh into
college, just got settled in a job as a Merchandiser in the big H&M
store, and he finally felt settled in, then all of a sudden he was a
God for saken super hero. Roman licked his lips, checked out his
reflection in the corner store security camera, picked up the white
chocolate bar, but changed his mind on a Arizona and grabbed a
bottle of Aloe and Mango juice. As he walked up to the cashier and
placed his stuff on the counter for checkout, he pulled out his
vibrating phone and scanned through text messages he always fails
to answer -- a bad habit he can't seem to break.▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ 
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2015 12:05 pm
ᴏʟɪᴠɪᴀ ᴡᴇsᴛᴇɴ ▾ ʟᴀᴅʏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜsᴛʀɪᴋᴇ
The moment her family found out about Olivia's powers,she was automatically kicked out of the house. In fact,her family was so terrified that they begged her to leave without hurting them. Olivia wanted to stay because she loved them but they ended up hurting her for their own safety. That's how Olivia left her house and moved to a new city,Manhattan. Deciding to start a new life,get a new house,meet new people,get a job and of course go to college. Sadly,she didn't have the money for that..Olivia tried to get a job but it wasn't as easy as she thought it would,a small grocery store let her work but the payment was low and wasn't enough for Olivia. Eventually Olivia just rolled into the criminal life. She started to steal from small stores and ended up robbing banks and jewellery stores. For her,it was the good life because she got everything she wanted.
Six hours were left before Olivia could head home. She wished the time would go fast in her job because it was boring to work as a cashier for the whole day,it wasn't the time of job she wanted but she had no choice.She stood behind the counter,chewing a menta flavoured gum. The store was empty in the day time so she took her phone out and started to play Candy Crush and surf on the Internet.Her eyes didn't move from the phone when someone walked into the store,although she heard the sound of the door open. Once the person walked to the counter to pay for his things,Olivia put her phone back into her pocket before looking up at the guy who stood in front of it. It took her merely seconds until she recognized who was standing in front of her. It was Roman,the guy she used to hang out with before her parents moved away. They were used to be good friends back then but they lost connection. "Roman? Is that you?" She asked,the tips of her lips curled slightly into a smile.He definitely changed,in a good way of course. She checked out his things "Five dollars." She said before she placed his things into a bag,handing it to him easily.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2015 1:38 pm
zzzz[ roman kingston ]zzzzS T O R MSix text messages from unsaved numbers -- probably those girls from that crap frat party -- even the weed was a bust there. Roman rolled his eyes and decided he'll maybe... possibly... no promises... answer them later on in the day. The next three were from his roommates asking him if he was cooking tonight. At this point Roman didn't even bother waiting for them to ask him to cook, he just did. He realized since he was the only one able to go beyond a basic bowl of mac and cheese, he had to do. He wasn't upset though, at least he didn't have to do the dishes. Mid-scroll, Roman heard a familiar voice and looked up slowly from his phone with a brow raised. It took a while for him to recognize the person before him. He just stood there dumbfounded for a while until it completely clicked who it was. "Well, s**t..." Roman laughed at himself, stuffed his phone in his back pocket and leaned against the counter, "Olivia! When did you move to Manhattan? If only I had known... I would've made plans right away." He pulled out some cash from the front pocket of his jeans but realized he had picked up a ten dollar bill instead of a five. He didn't stress on it though, sliding the bill to his long lost friend with his phone on top, "I need your number ASAP."▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2015 12:00 pm
ᴏʟɪᴠɪᴀ ᴡᴇsᴛᴇɴ ▾ ʟᴀᴅʏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜsᴛʀɪᴋᴇ
"That took you some time." The laugher escaped her lips when Roman finally recognized her. Olivia felt relieved that Roman still remembered her, maybe they could still hang out sometime."Not too long ago,it's been two weeks." She shrugged her shoulders lightly. Of course Olivia won't tell him the real reason she was brought to Manhattan,she'd probably come up with a lie if he would ask for the reason."We should totally meet up again,do some catch ups." She flashed a bright smile at him before glancing down at the counter. The bill was resting under his phone and Olivia easily understood what he wanted,even before he asked for her number.Without any hesitations,Olivia picked up the phone and wrote her number into his contacts,naming herself as "The cashier" with a winky smiley before handing him the phone back. Once he took the phone from her hand, Olivia took the dollar bill and handed him the change."Then I guess I will see you later?" She asked with a half smile.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2015 9:23 pm
zzzz[ roman kingston ]zzzzS T O R MRubbing the back of his head Roman couldn't prevent the nervous chuckle from escaping, "Yeah well... It's been a while, don't you think?" The moment he got his phone back, he read the contact name and looked up at her with a raised brow. Knowing his roommates and their love to snoop on each other's phones, they would read the contact name and try to come up with some wild story behind it that was most likely inspired by the latest porno they've watched. "Really? The Cashier? With the winky emoji?" He shook his head in disapproval, "No, no... the side eye smirk emoji is much better..." Roman replaced the smiley and nodded, pleased with himself, "it adds mystery, dusted with suggestion and kissed with the sweetest breeze of sexual tension." He looked up at Olivia with a cheeky grin.
Honestly, after seeing her Roman didn't even want to leave the corner store. He sort of wanted to stay with her until he she clocked out. He didn't really have anywhere to go until past midnight so he could disappear into the city nightlife like he always loves to do. Would it kill him to stay behind and idle a little longer? Roman picked up the chocolate bar, unwrapped it and snapped off the first row, offering it to Olivia, "How long do you have to work here?"▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2015 1:26 am
ᴏʟɪᴠɪᴀ ᴡᴇsᴛᴇɴ ▾ ʟᴀᴅʏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜsᴛʀɪᴋᴇ
Olivia watched him quietly,her brown eyes stared at his face when he checked his phone. She knew what he was doing,checking her contact name and it's exactly what she wanted. Olivia wanted to see his reaction for the name she wrote. "What?" She laughed when he disagreed with the winky emoji.The way he described the eye smirk emoji made her tilt her head back and laugh."Well that sounds tempting." Her tone was playful as she wiggled her eyebrows slightly.
Two men entered into the store and Olivia knew that store will be filled with people in a few more hours,yet she just had to sit down behind the counter,bored."Six hours." She made the most lazy face she could ever make,knowing she will die out of boredom in this store. Suddenly she had an idea."Roman,wait here." She took off the cap that was on top of her and placed it down on the counter before walking to the storage room. The room was filled with different groceries,it was also the room that Olivia kept her bag.
Olivia quickly grabbed the bag,putting one strap over her left shoulder before returning to Roman."Let's get out of here." She was about to open the door but her boss walked out quickly from his office."Olivia,what the hell do you think you're doing? You still have work." He said but Olivia ignored him. Instead,she grabbed Roman's hand and led him outside."You can't take a break now,Olivia!" He called with anger as he headed after her to the door. Olivia turned around to look at him before rolling her eyes."You know what? Suck me." And with that she started to run with Roman away while her manager tried to chase after them but stopped after a few steps."You're fired! Fired!" He called as loud as she could. To tell the truth,Olivia didn't care about it,she could earn money without working in stores.
Once they were far from the store,Olivia slowed down her pace. She was slightly panting from all the running."I don't need to work there anyway,I can get enough money without even working." Oops,she shouldn't have said that. It was a slip of the tongue,Olivia suddenly felt nervous. How could she tell someone about it? What if he will suddenly ask questions. "Let's just hang out,any place you want to go? " She asked him,trying to change the subject. Olivia turned her head slightly so she could take a look at Roman,her hand slowly letting go of his.
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