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Escape the Arcade RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Escape the Arcade RP"No... Please don't... Let him explain... Or just give him a chance?" 8-bit begs, hoping that Glitchtrap would hear, squeezing Edgar so tight that he was sweating like crazy. "Maybe he didn't really mean to? I've never seen him lie before."
Spearmint
"What a nice room you have." Deathstalker commented. "So, this is my bed?" Suddenly a random letter flew right over the window and hovering above Deathstalker. He held out his hands and opened the envelope. He sat on his bed, looked at the letter and ripped the whole letter in pieces and threw the piece in the empty trash can. "I gotta go for a while." He changed his mind "I haven't eaten breakfast yet." And it left Spearmint speechless and wondering what was happening to Deathstalker.
Deathstalker
Deathstalker stepped out of Spearmint and his room. He had been told to kill Spearmint by his boss Punslash, but he didn't want to. Spearmint was the only person who was kind to him for his whole life. He didn't want to kill her as losing her will make him lose confidence. He sneaked down the stairs and walked to the secret place that he knew Vortex would go (he sometimes visited this place before the others lived there) and tiptoed into the place. He saw Vortex waiting for him.
"I'M back instead. I was the later one." Deathstalker bragged and snuggled in "Well with my time I met a little dragon, Spearmint. She was really kind to me. I don't want to lose her too. Commander told me to kill her. She's innocent and good, and I don't think she would kill anyone as well. Uh so yeah what will we do next, Vortex?"
Spearmint
Spearmint poured the pieces of the ripped letter out from the trashcan, and tried to stick them together. But the result was unreadable. The letter was written in stained blood and the handwriting was as bad as scribbles:
REH LLIK
- PS
"What is that?" Spearmint was confused. But, maybe she would find help from other people to see what it meant and why Deathstalker hated it. She went to the cafeteria with the paper snatched and rolled in a ball in her claw.
"Since some people know me and no people know you except for Felicity, I'll grab the food. Two hamburgers? That okay?" Deathstalker asked, and shifted again. "And... I need to let Spearmint know that I am really getting breakfast if she's coming down as well."
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𝔸𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕝-𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕠𝕪. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝔸𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕖. "𝕀'𝕞 𝔸𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣," 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕, 𝕡𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕. "ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕕𝕖, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕀 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤."
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"Oh great... this is so confusing..." 8-bit muttered and stepped a step forward from Edgar closer to the creatures. "Hey... I'm 8-bit if you guys want to know..." he said, he was very confident this time, "Oh yeah and this is Edgar by the way." He points to Edgar, who was flashing away and on the next second, sitting on Glitchtrap's head for no reason even though he knew he was gonna be killed. 8-Bit's screen immediately showed a surprised face.
Spearmint
Just then Spearmint stepped in to see Alear and 8-bit's introduction, but no one saw paid attention to her. She slid down and laid on the floor tiredly trying to catch attention.
"Still doesn't know why this freaking guy wanna kill me." Edgar said coldly "I can kill you if I wanted to! I have my own weapons!" He landed back onto the floor neatly. "Seems like everyone hates me here. But let's go to the arcade 8-bit. Is there... a bus or something? Carrying all of us?"
"Well I don't! I think you're so cute!" Another voice said something and Edgar couldn't recognize the voice, but it was definitely enthusiastic and not 8-bit. He pulled his scarf, covering his mouth and blushed. It was Spearmint. "Oh it's you," he said "The dragon. Spearmint."
Vanny: UHM…
Springtrap: Glitch….Oh hell. You may as well kill them….*Laughs*
Roxanne: NONONONONO. WE’RE GOOD NOW.
Glitchtrap: I ain’t even going to kill em.
Springtrap: Thank you Sir.
Glitchtrap: *Coughs* So…
Springtrap: Do not kill anyone Sir.
Glitchtrap: Quit calling me Sir.
Springtrap: Yes Sir….Sorry Sir….