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All of the plots/outlines listed below are semi-Alternate to Full Alternate Universe. These ideas are also a bit "bare bone" as I like to call it. I am open to suggestions! I like to have smut in my rps, unless specifically states that the idea has no smut in it. Also! I do NOT want my OC to be a pro hero not a villian.Though I would like her to be say, and Anti-hero or vigilantee.
Listed are the couples i'd like to have my OC be with. YES this applies to the Pet rp as well. Yaoi is allowed! and very much welcomed!
Todoroki x MyOC
Deku x MyOC
Bakugo x MyOC
TodoBakuDeku x MyOC**[This one is one i'd very much like to have]
BakuDeku x MyOC
TodoDeku x MyOC
TodoBaku x MyOC
KiriBaku x MyOC
**Side note! I am more then willing to rp your love interest or interests as well! So say, you want to have your own OC in the rp, no problem! Just as long as it doesn't clash with the people I want, for the rp, we are good!
MY OC:
Name: Lumina Raymond Belle Cabezut - Gin
Nicknames: Ray(she prefers to be addressed by this name]
Age: 22 - 28 (Depends on the RP)
Looks: Old blood colored hair, which goes to her lower back. She always has it up somehow though. Almost always in this style https://verilymag.com/.image/c_limit,cs_srgb,q_auto:good,w_800/MTMyNzUzNzg0MTAyMjAxOTg3/monica-updo-sliderpng.webp
Tanish skin tone. Freckles along her nose and cheeks, though very faint. Blue-grey eyes.
Height: 4'11" or 149.86 cm
Body type: A bit curvy
History(just a little bit. This applies to all rps EXCEPT the Pet one): Only sister to seven adopted older brothers. Parents died in a car wreck when she was ten. She was also involved in the wreck, but will not talk about it. Former Military, honorable discharged after being severely injured in the line of duty. She doesn't really talk about this either. She knows several fighting styles, and while not a master at any. Is still well versed. She also dabbles in MMA
Ect(this applies to all rps): She had 4 tattoos. One being a treble clef behind her right ear and a base clef behind her left ear. One over her heart, it's a large valentine shaped heart. It's covered in stitches with a blood dripping from it's bottom tip. A bullet is lodged into one side, a knife up to it's hilt in the other. Barbwire is wrapped around it to. Above that, in a simple banner, in bold black, old english script is one word. BEWARE.
The fourth and final tattoo is of a large rainbow tye-dye rose, which encircles her belly button. Coming of off of it, on both sides are wines with thorns. They go around her entire waist.
QUIRKS
[Depending on with plot you chose, will depend on what quirk she had]
Quirk 1: Multi-lingual - She can learn any foreign language, simply by touching anyone who is speaking it. However, she can only take in three languages. If she tries to take in more, it will over load her brain. She will then be stuck speaking in a mix of the languages she absorbed, for the rest of the day.
Quirk 2: Blood Wraith - [She transforms in a sense, it's more along the line of Dark Phoenix per-say.] Her hair becomes bright blood red, her eyes go black. Her hands become claw like. Her personality does a 180. She becomes blood thirty, murderous, cruel, sadistic, and just flat out mean as shit. Thats the first stage of her quirk, it usually happens when she lets her temper get the better of her. She can it rather well though. However, if her anger is pushed to far, she becomes far worse. She also develops a "Blood lust" which basically makes her crave blood. To the point she will literally attempt to suck blood from whoever veins she can get her teeth on. Should she manage to a good amount of blood of someone, that's when her quirk fully activates. She gains the ability to control her own blood, using it like a weapon. However, the weapons break after one or two uses, so she's constantly having to make more. She'll go on a rampage as well, should she completely lose her way. The only way to stop her, is to get her to drink her own blood that or sedate her.
Several down sides to this quirk. If she only gets to the first phase of her quirk. After she managed to get a hold of herself again. She gets splitting head aches, which usually leave her out of commission for a day. Once she gets to phase two. She has to cut herself, to access the blood, she can't access this power otherwise. Not even if she's been stabbed, or anything along those lines. Also she will not remember anything, of what happened. If she stays in combat for to long, she will pass out from the energy it takes, not to mention. She is using her own blood to form weapons, attack enemies, and so on. Her phase two quirk, leaves her out of commission for at least three days. She usually will if not always, need blood transfusions.
PLOTS/OUTLINES :
** In all of these plots, they don’t know about her quirk(s). Those get revealed later on in the rp(s)**
Plot/Outline 1
Quirk for this one is quirk #2
Slots 0/2
She was a T.A. [teachers aid] at UA when class 1-A( deku and them) were in school. She helped tutor them, also other things, basically a jack of all trades. After graduation though, she up and disappeared from everyone's radar. They searched for her, for two full years, but no such luck. After seven years, everyone has given up on ever talking or seeing her again. When strange things start to happen when they are out patrolling their respective cities. Gang activity, actually criminal activity in general is down way more then usual. Villains are being set on the very door steps of police departments, or hero agencies. With their grievances against humanity written in neat calligraphy on paper around their necks. Along with being hogtied and gagged.
These villains are scared shitless though, and when interrogated, they plead to be protected. They pleaded to be thrown into jail! They won’t say who or what spooked them so badly. Until finally one spoke up, and told a chilling poem about “The Blood Wraith”. Understandable, this can’t go unchecked. Thus everyone, in every city, is put on high alert. Though, all they have to go off of is the poem. These odd things continue to happen, though now, less frequently. It isn’t until one night, when a huge villain attack is made against the love interest(s) city, that anyone finally sees “The Blood Wraith”. All that is scene though, is someone in a red long cloak, which looks as if it has ash spots on it. Grab hold of the main villain, for all to see, and put a knife to his throat. Demanding that the villains give up, lest they want their bosses blood to spill and spur their unholy wrath.
They quickly do so, pleading for whoever this being is, to have mercy. The being does...somewhat. The beings slices the mains villains face clean open on one side, giving him a half smile look. The Blood wraith then, with a warning, that should anyone every cause trouble in this city again. Their heads will mount their walls as trophy. A smoke bomb goes off and “The Blood Wraith” is gone. Even more high alert now, and to throw things even more askew. Ray, the beloved U.A. Teachers aid, has been spotted! Yet she seems to keep avoiding contact with any one of her former students, or co-workers. Which raises suspicion. Does ray know something about whats going on? Where has she been all these years? Why did she just up and disappear in the first place? Will they ever find out?
Well..thats for us to plot now isn’t it?
(I am open to more ideas/some changes!)
Plot/ Outline 2
Quirk for this one is quirk #2
Slots: 0/1
Bare bones idea here!
Alright so I know for this rp, I would like my OC to work at whatever hero agency her love interest(s) are working for. I’d like her to be a sort of jack-of-all-trades girl there. Fixing things, delivering paperwork, filling out paperwork, ect. Anyways, lately she’s been rather tired looking at work. Which makes the love interest(s) rather concerned. They try to talk to her, but she actively avoids the topic of her own health. On top of that, some vigilante group has been..well not trouble exactly. They’ve actually been helping keep crime down. However, they are doing it in a rather..unethically. They are mainly hog tying the villains, leaving notes taped to their chest, with their crimes written on them. Never in the same handwriting though. On the door steps of police stations and hero agencies.
No one has been able to catch any members of the group. No infiltration tactics have worked either. Nothing. Is. WORKING!
I know that I would like for My OC to be in this vigilante group. I’d like for it to be revealed that she is later on, but unfortunately I’m not exactly sure how. I am open to ideas!
Plot/Outline 3
Quirk: #1
Slots: 0/1
PetsxKindMisstress rp.
I will not do public humilation, or things like that. My OC for this is a KIND mistress. Quirks are welcomed/allowed. Pets must be anthro/halfbreeds. My favorites are Bunny(Usa), Cat(Neko), Fox(Kitsune), Dog(Inu) and Dragon
Listed are the couples i'd like to have my OC be with. YES this applies to the Pet rp as well. Yaoi is allowed! and very much welcomed!
Todoroki x MyOC
Deku x MyOC
Bakugo x MyOC
TodoBakuDeku x MyOC**[This one is one i'd very much like to have]
BakuDeku x MyOC
TodoDeku x MyOC
TodoBaku x MyOC
KiriBaku x MyOC
**Side note! I am more then willing to rp your love interest or interests as well! So say, you want to have your own OC in the rp, no problem! Just as long as it doesn't clash with the people I want, for the rp, we are good!
MY OC:
Name: Lumina Raymond Belle Cabezut - Gin
Nicknames: Ray(she prefers to be addressed by this name]
Age: 22 - 28 (Depends on the RP)
Looks: Old blood colored hair, which goes to her lower back. She always has it up somehow though. Almost always in this style https://verilymag.com/.image/c_limit,cs_srgb,q_auto:good,w_800/MTMyNzUzNzg0MTAyMjAxOTg3/monica-updo-sliderpng.webp
Tanish skin tone. Freckles along her nose and cheeks, though very faint. Blue-grey eyes.
Height: 4'11" or 149.86 cm
Body type: A bit curvy
History(just a little bit. This applies to all rps EXCEPT the Pet one): Only sister to seven adopted older brothers. Parents died in a car wreck when she was ten. She was also involved in the wreck, but will not talk about it. Former Military, honorable discharged after being severely injured in the line of duty. She doesn't really talk about this either. She knows several fighting styles, and while not a master at any. Is still well versed. She also dabbles in MMA
Ect(this applies to all rps): She had 4 tattoos. One being a treble clef behind her right ear and a base clef behind her left ear. One over her heart, it's a large valentine shaped heart. It's covered in stitches with a blood dripping from it's bottom tip. A bullet is lodged into one side, a knife up to it's hilt in the other. Barbwire is wrapped around it to. Above that, in a simple banner, in bold black, old english script is one word. BEWARE.
The fourth and final tattoo is of a large rainbow tye-dye rose, which encircles her belly button. Coming of off of it, on both sides are wines with thorns. They go around her entire waist.
QUIRKS
[Depending on with plot you chose, will depend on what quirk she had]
Quirk 1: Multi-lingual - She can learn any foreign language, simply by touching anyone who is speaking it. However, she can only take in three languages. If she tries to take in more, it will over load her brain. She will then be stuck speaking in a mix of the languages she absorbed, for the rest of the day.
Quirk 2: Blood Wraith - [She transforms in a sense, it's more along the line of Dark Phoenix per-say.] Her hair becomes bright blood red, her eyes go black. Her hands become claw like. Her personality does a 180. She becomes blood thirty, murderous, cruel, sadistic, and just flat out mean as shit. Thats the first stage of her quirk, it usually happens when she lets her temper get the better of her. She can it rather well though. However, if her anger is pushed to far, she becomes far worse. She also develops a "Blood lust" which basically makes her crave blood. To the point she will literally attempt to suck blood from whoever veins she can get her teeth on. Should she manage to a good amount of blood of someone, that's when her quirk fully activates. She gains the ability to control her own blood, using it like a weapon. However, the weapons break after one or two uses, so she's constantly having to make more. She'll go on a rampage as well, should she completely lose her way. The only way to stop her, is to get her to drink her own blood that or sedate her.
Several down sides to this quirk. If she only gets to the first phase of her quirk. After she managed to get a hold of herself again. She gets splitting head aches, which usually leave her out of commission for a day. Once she gets to phase two. She has to cut herself, to access the blood, she can't access this power otherwise. Not even if she's been stabbed, or anything along those lines. Also she will not remember anything, of what happened. If she stays in combat for to long, she will pass out from the energy it takes, not to mention. She is using her own blood to form weapons, attack enemies, and so on. Her phase two quirk, leaves her out of commission for at least three days. She usually will if not always, need blood transfusions.
PLOTS/OUTLINES :
** In all of these plots, they don’t know about her quirk(s). Those get revealed later on in the rp(s)**
Plot/Outline 1
Quirk for this one is quirk #2
Slots 0/2
She was a T.A. [teachers aid] at UA when class 1-A( deku and them) were in school. She helped tutor them, also other things, basically a jack of all trades. After graduation though, she up and disappeared from everyone's radar. They searched for her, for two full years, but no such luck. After seven years, everyone has given up on ever talking or seeing her again. When strange things start to happen when they are out patrolling their respective cities. Gang activity, actually criminal activity in general is down way more then usual. Villains are being set on the very door steps of police departments, or hero agencies. With their grievances against humanity written in neat calligraphy on paper around their necks. Along with being hogtied and gagged.
These villains are scared shitless though, and when interrogated, they plead to be protected. They pleaded to be thrown into jail! They won’t say who or what spooked them so badly. Until finally one spoke up, and told a chilling poem about “The Blood Wraith”. Understandable, this can’t go unchecked. Thus everyone, in every city, is put on high alert. Though, all they have to go off of is the poem. These odd things continue to happen, though now, less frequently. It isn’t until one night, when a huge villain attack is made against the love interest(s) city, that anyone finally sees “The Blood Wraith”. All that is scene though, is someone in a red long cloak, which looks as if it has ash spots on it. Grab hold of the main villain, for all to see, and put a knife to his throat. Demanding that the villains give up, lest they want their bosses blood to spill and spur their unholy wrath.
They quickly do so, pleading for whoever this being is, to have mercy. The being does...somewhat. The beings slices the mains villains face clean open on one side, giving him a half smile look. The Blood wraith then, with a warning, that should anyone every cause trouble in this city again. Their heads will mount their walls as trophy. A smoke bomb goes off and “The Blood Wraith” is gone. Even more high alert now, and to throw things even more askew. Ray, the beloved U.A. Teachers aid, has been spotted! Yet she seems to keep avoiding contact with any one of her former students, or co-workers. Which raises suspicion. Does ray know something about whats going on? Where has she been all these years? Why did she just up and disappear in the first place? Will they ever find out?
Well..thats for us to plot now isn’t it?
(I am open to more ideas/some changes!)
Plot/ Outline 2
Quirk for this one is quirk #2
Slots: 0/1
Bare bones idea here!
Alright so I know for this rp, I would like my OC to work at whatever hero agency her love interest(s) are working for. I’d like her to be a sort of jack-of-all-trades girl there. Fixing things, delivering paperwork, filling out paperwork, ect. Anyways, lately she’s been rather tired looking at work. Which makes the love interest(s) rather concerned. They try to talk to her, but she actively avoids the topic of her own health. On top of that, some vigilante group has been..well not trouble exactly. They’ve actually been helping keep crime down. However, they are doing it in a rather..unethically. They are mainly hog tying the villains, leaving notes taped to their chest, with their crimes written on them. Never in the same handwriting though. On the door steps of police stations and hero agencies.
No one has been able to catch any members of the group. No infiltration tactics have worked either. Nothing. Is. WORKING!
I know that I would like for My OC to be in this vigilante group. I’d like for it to be revealed that she is later on, but unfortunately I’m not exactly sure how. I am open to ideas!
Plot/Outline 3
Quirk: #1
Slots: 0/1
PetsxKindMisstress rp.
I will not do public humilation, or things like that. My OC for this is a KIND mistress. Quirks are welcomed/allowed. Pets must be anthro/halfbreeds. My favorites are Bunny(Usa), Cat(Neko), Fox(Kitsune), Dog(Inu) and Dragon
Same looks and name as OC above. Ray is the only sister of seven adopted older siblings. Her parents died when she was ten, in a freak car accident. Which she happened to be apart of, but managed to only get a few scrapes. She lived a very rough life, since she was separated from her siblings, when her parents died. She's 23 now, and she just rejoined with her siblings about two years ago. Since she hasn't fully gotten out of her mentality, of trust no one but yourself. It worries her brothers, especially cause she NEVER leaves the family property. Eager to get their sister more sociable, they decided to do the unthinkable. Get a pet or two for her, but not just any pets, half-breed pets. Which is HIGHLY frowned upon, but unfortunate, or fortunate in this case, is not illegal. My Oc has voiced her opinions, on hating the act of selling half-breeds to others, just for money. Though, her brothers decided to get her some"friends" anyways. The rp goes on, to her getting her "friends". To her about killing her brothers, with words over them, getting the half-breeds for her. Then a whole lot of adventures, actions, near death for my OC, and so on and so forth, Then a happily ever after.
It is a bright and sunny day in the port town of raymond. The birds are singing, people are strolling down the main street, smiling and chatting away. However, Ms. Lillian Donnahue. Heiress to quiet a fortune, and assistant to a well to do CEO, is anything but smiling. She is frowning, while smoking a blueberry flavored cigar. Her blue grey eyes, seem to have a metallic sheen to them. Not a good sign at anyone who may know her. She lets out a sigh, and a puff of smoke with it.
She leans against her all navy blue limousine, with the ghost purple flames. Which is parked in the parking lot of a store. Not just any store. No, its a specialty store. A store the breeds and sells half-humans half animals, or halfbreeds for short. She didn't especially approve of this practice. Though she would not, in the words of the great Queen Elizabeth The First. "I would not open windows into men's souls" She often said this quote to herself, when she felt the urge to say something, that would most likely start a argument or worse.
She takes a long drag of her cigar, and quickly puts it out with the tip of her low heel black shoes. "Stop being selfish. This is for La Lu. I already promised the boy's I'd do this." She states to herself, in a matter a fact tone. Head held high, she makes her way to the store automatic doors. She doesn't hesitate as she walks in, going right to the clerk's desk.
She leans against her all navy blue limousine, with the ghost purple flames. Which is parked in the parking lot of a store. Not just any store. No, its a specialty store. A store the breeds and sells half-humans half animals, or halfbreeds for short. She didn't especially approve of this practice. Though she would not, in the words of the great Queen Elizabeth The First. "I would not open windows into men's souls" She often said this quote to herself, when she felt the urge to say something, that would most likely start a argument or worse.
She takes a long drag of her cigar, and quickly puts it out with the tip of her low heel black shoes. "Stop being selfish. This is for La Lu. I already promised the boy's I'd do this." She states to herself, in a matter a fact tone. Head held high, she makes her way to the store automatic doors. She doesn't hesitate as she walks in, going right to the clerk's desk.
Hikaru O'Malley, parks his black 1976 black hard top impala, with purple racing stripes, in a crowded dirt with gravel parking lot. Getting out, he puts on his black fidor, with the blue jay feather on his mess of black wavy hair. He honestly look like he stepped out a old Mob movie. With his Black pin stripe suit, purple tie, and polished black shoes. He takes a deep breath, and holds it. Getting use to the smell, coming from a massive all black big top circus tent, which is only a few feet away.
Cigar smoke, cigarette smoke, heavy calone and perfumes, bodily fluids he dared not try to identify. One that stood above all, the smell of blood. he puts her hand over his nose and mouth, in a thinking gesture. When really he is just trying to keep his stomach from spilling from his lips. He gives his head a quick shake. "This is for lil bit, I can't lose my cool..not yet" he mumbles to himself, standing straight and tall.
He hesitates no longer, and quickly walks up to the tent. He is stopped at it's entrance, by a very burly looking, well strong man. 'Apparently they take the circus theme seriously' Hikaru thinks to himself, and he pays the entrance fee, and a little extra to get a good seat. He is escorted, by a sad clown no less. To a box seat, which rest above the ground floor. Well if you call dirt and gravel with litter all over it a floor. He's offered a drink, and takes a cup of black coffee.
He muses silently to himself, waiting for the auction to being. Finally, after twenty minutes, the lights inside the tent dim. From the stage pours multi-color smoke. Finally with a bang, out onto the stage comes a man and woman. The man, is obviously the auctioneer. Dressed to be the ring master, in dark colored yet classically styled clothing. The female, is dressed up to look like a dominatrix, though a slightly modest looking one. "Ladies and Gentles! Lord and Heiresses! Welcome! Welcome one and All! To The Circus of The Dammed! You all know what we do here! I shall waste no more time! My lovely assistant Dominatrix Trixie! Please!" The man says, charisma pouring from his form.
The woman, who is pale as snow, with ruby red eyes. Most likely contacts, gives a firm nod. She bring out a batch of young female nekos. It goes on like this, with different breeds and genders. The auction is silent, people just wave colored and numbered signs. Finally, hikaru now getting bored and angry at this point. A suitable batch comes out.
Bidding starts quickly, and Hikaru makes sure to make it known. Through his bids, that this one is his. The Bidding is short, no one wants to pay to much for this . Since Hikaru, obviously wants him. Him looking so well Mob like, everyone keeps weary. He doesn't wait for the auction to end. He leaves his seat, and his empty mug. He goes to a side tent, which is oddly enough painted a bright happy orange. He pays it no mind, head still held high. He goes right up to the oak table, which a very important looking person behind it.
"I'd like to pay for and pick up I purchased, if you please. one brought up in the first batch," Hikaru says. He makes sure to be specific, keeping his tone indifferent and yet also courteous some how.
Cigar smoke, cigarette smoke, heavy calone and perfumes, bodily fluids he dared not try to identify. One that stood above all, the smell of blood. he puts her hand over his nose and mouth, in a thinking gesture. When really he is just trying to keep his stomach from spilling from his lips. He gives his head a quick shake. "This is for lil bit, I can't lose my cool..not yet" he mumbles to himself, standing straight and tall.
He hesitates no longer, and quickly walks up to the tent. He is stopped at it's entrance, by a very burly looking, well strong man. 'Apparently they take the circus theme seriously' Hikaru thinks to himself, and he pays the entrance fee, and a little extra to get a good seat. He is escorted, by a sad clown no less. To a box seat, which rest above the ground floor. Well if you call dirt and gravel with litter all over it a floor. He's offered a drink, and takes a cup of black coffee.
He muses silently to himself, waiting for the auction to being. Finally, after twenty minutes, the lights inside the tent dim. From the stage pours multi-color smoke. Finally with a bang, out onto the stage comes a man and woman. The man, is obviously the auctioneer. Dressed to be the ring master, in dark colored yet classically styled clothing. The female, is dressed up to look like a dominatrix, though a slightly modest looking one. "Ladies and Gentles! Lord and Heiresses! Welcome! Welcome one and All! To The Circus of The Dammed! You all know what we do here! I shall waste no more time! My lovely assistant Dominatrix Trixie! Please!" The man says, charisma pouring from his form.
The woman, who is pale as snow, with ruby red eyes. Most likely contacts, gives a firm nod. She bring out a batch of young female nekos. It goes on like this, with different breeds and genders. The auction is silent, people just wave colored and numbered signs. Finally, hikaru now getting bored and angry at this point. A suitable batch comes out.
Bidding starts quickly, and Hikaru makes sure to make it known. Through his bids, that this one is his. The Bidding is short, no one wants to pay to much for this . Since Hikaru, obviously wants him. Him looking so well Mob like, everyone keeps weary. He doesn't wait for the auction to end. He leaves his seat, and his empty mug. He goes to a side tent, which is oddly enough painted a bright happy orange. He pays it no mind, head still held high. He goes right up to the oak table, which a very important looking person behind it.
"I'd like to pay for and pick up I purchased, if you please. one brought up in the first batch," Hikaru says. He makes sure to be specific, keeping his tone indifferent and yet also courteous some how.
Hikaru O'Malley, parks his black 1976 mustang, with purple racing stripes, in barren dirt with gravel parking lot. Getting out, he puts on his black fidor, with the blue jay feather on his mess of black wavy hair. He honestly look like he stepped out a old Mob movie. With his Black pin stripe suit, purple tie, and polished black shoes. He takes a deep breath, and holds it. Gathering his wits about him as he does so. "This is for lil bit, We already agreed on this, no turning back," he mutters to himself, giving his foot a quick and silent stomp on the ground.
He straightens his tie, and his fidor, and holds his head high. He heads to the center of the parking lot. Where on the other side, a Hug black van sits, it's head lights on, and right in his face. He seems to ignore the blinding lights, and stands perfectly still once he gets to the center. Arms held in front of him, his right hand holding his right wrist. He keeps his gaze steady, on the drivers window. Not really being able to see anyone or thing.
He just hopes in the back of his mind. He looks like he means business. He knew this outfit, to be a bit outdated. Yet it is his very best suit, and he wanted to look sharp. Even though he knew, what he was do was wrong. It wouldn't help his case, if he came dressed in his usual attire. He continues his internal monologue, but keeps watchful for anything suspicious. Waiting for whoever is in the huge black van, to come out. Give him the two he requested. Pay for them and then haul ass home.
He was already out rather late as it is, and he can just feel the phantom vibrations from his cell phone. Which is currently in his car, of his sister texting him, to please let her and the others know, when he will be home.
He straightens his tie, and his fidor, and holds his head high. He heads to the center of the parking lot. Where on the other side, a Hug black van sits, it's head lights on, and right in his face. He seems to ignore the blinding lights, and stands perfectly still once he gets to the center. Arms held in front of him, his right hand holding his right wrist. He keeps his gaze steady, on the drivers window. Not really being able to see anyone or thing.
He just hopes in the back of his mind. He looks like he means business. He knew this outfit, to be a bit outdated. Yet it is his very best suit, and he wanted to look sharp. Even though he knew, what he was do was wrong. It wouldn't help his case, if he came dressed in his usual attire. He continues his internal monologue, but keeps watchful for anything suspicious. Waiting for whoever is in the huge black van, to come out. Give him the two he requested. Pay for them and then haul ass home.
He was already out rather late as it is, and he can just feel the phantom vibrations from his cell phone. Which is currently in his car, of his sister texting him, to please let her and the others know, when he will be home.
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