WALLY DARLING ROLEPLAY BLOG.

"kill you? th' hell do ya think I am?!" the fully loaded uzi with the safety off in his hand is surely not winning him any points. if he was going to kill her, it's something he would already do by now. and it wouldn't be in his favor to do so, at least not now.

the mercenary grins, pointing to himself with his thumb. "if anything toots, im bout to offer ya a deal of a lifetime! so if you really don't wanna be killed, listen up okay?"

as much as riamu wants to succumb to the dream realm sometimes, she's naturally very picky about how she'd like to go out. and she's not ready just yet! she hasn't even caused any major controversies online lately! that would be the most natural way for riamu yumemi to die, right? what a spectacular show of sparks that would be...

but her thoughts are getting sidetracked. deal of a lifetime? as much as she usually wouldn't trust a guy she just met about some "deal of a lifetime," she really doesn't have a choice in this situation, does she? dude literally has a gun in his hand. literal life or death here. she stares at him, puzzled.

"my services!" pause for dramatic effect. "you're one of those idols right? well, with just an easy payment you can have me as your own little bodyguard and hitman! double the work for the price of one!" he exclaims, grinning wildly.

"ya definitely got a buncha weirdos around you, right? oh! or even the competition, I can knock them down a few pegs and you pay me..." you can see the hamster wheel of his brain turning at this question, much less anything else he had said so far. finally, he just waves it off.

“ am i not good enough? ”  

“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”  

“ why did you help me? ”  

“ who do you fight for? ”  

“ why do you hate me? ”  

“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”  

“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”  

“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”  

“ where do you think you’re going? ”  

“ how long have i been asleep? ”  

“ are you going to kill me? ”  

“ why can’t i come with you? ”  

“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”  

“ did you want to be alone? ”  

“ why should i trust you? ”  

“ wait. did you hear that? ”  

“ promise me? ”  

“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”  

“ do you remember anything at all? ”  

“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”  

“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”  

“ may i have this dance? ”  

“ can i ask… what happened? ”  

“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”  

“ do you ever hear yourself? ”  

“ would you run away with me? ”  

“ could you be happy here with me? ”  

“ you can’t or you won’t? ”  

“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”  

“ well, how do i look? ”  

“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”  

“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”  

“ what did they do to you? ”  

“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”  

“ where have you been? ”  

“ why are you looking at me like that? ”  

“ why did you come? ”  

“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”  

“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”  

“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”  

“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”

“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”  

“ can you forgive me? ”  

“ what if i never see you again? ”  

“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”  

“ how about a little midnight snack? ”  

“ are you… smelling me? ”  

“ how did you get this scar? ”  

“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”