No character intro, no background necessary; start RPing and let us find out who you are!

RP = roleplay, btw; sorry, I'm giving almost no background, am I? (Blame Griff, she got me excited because she actually posted here...)

If you don't know what an RP is, ask on the chat thread.

*Begins RP*

Mer sighed, hefting her backpack. It was usually not so heavy, but as she was not transporting textbooks today, but rather pieces from the five small dogs she'd found on the small dirt road she was walking on, she felt entitled to a sigh. If not more than one.

But as this thing was already getting angsty - and Mer hadn't even died yet - she kept her trap shut and released her second sigh in the mental form. Sigh. Up ahead, past the corpse-stricken dirt road, the School, her School, lay looming.

Behind a denuded tree, a scrawny young man hunkered, flicking his battered lighter nervously. On. Off. On. Off. Intruders always made him nervous. None had seen him yet, though, and it had already been two weeks.

((Anyone still interested in this thread?))

((Yes, I just don't check it much.))

Mer struggled to resist the overwhelming temptation, but the compulsion was too strong. Finally giving up, Mer ripped her backpack from her back, savagely opened it, and viciously devoured a dog's foot.

Behind the tree, the boy struggled to keep from rushing out and snatching away the foot. He hadn't eaten in weeks, and the sight of any kind of food, let alone meat, was maddening.

Mer finished, swallowing the last metatarsal. Then she took a baseball out of her pocket, tossed it up and down a few times, scrawled 'Erik is a sexy beast' on it in sparkly orange ink, and threw the baseball as hard as she could in no particular direction.

Her new cell phone vibrated, and Mer flipped it open and assumed what she thought was a preppy voice. "Hey, girlfriend, I'm almost back. Meet you in five.... uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yeah, sure, can do. Later." She flipped it closed and shouldered her backpack again. Then she bellowed, "If you don't come out from behind that tree in four seconds, I will be feasting on your liver this time tomorrow!"

((Eek! Holy Baby of Heaven!))

The young man jumped so high the top of his head failed to clear the lowest branch. Reeling, he stumbled to the front of the tree, more unintentionally as a wobble than anything else. The bedraggled wings protruding crookedly from his back fluttered weakly, one pumping like a bellows.

((Erik, as in the Phantom of the Opera?))

((Of course.))

"So!" Mer dropped the scary voice and smiled winningly at the skinny kid in front of her. "Would you like to accompany me on an absurd and highly dangerous trip to collect some money that a bouncer lost to me at pool yesterday?" She smiled at him again, this time flashing her pearly yellows.

((:bows to your excellence:))

The kid nodded eagerly. Anything was better than sleeping outside and eating sticks, as he'd done for the past two months. He didn't know what pool was, or why the strange girl wanted to see something that bounced, but he was up for it.

"Yay!" Mer squealed before linking elbows with the kid and skipping down the road (pulling the kid along for the ride). "We are going to have SO MUCH FUN!" Mer grinned stupidly and scooped up a stick, using it to hit the large rocks she skipped by. Golf might have been out of season, but it was never too early to start practicing her swing.

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