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Jumping from the roof of a ten story building was definately NOT how I had planned on dying.
Scratch that.
I've never planned my death. only those suicidal freaks plan their deaths. I'm not like that.
Oh yeah. It wasn't my death either. It was my murder. That's right, I was murdered at age 17 by my partner.
Here's the picture: I'm a drug dealer. So what? My mother's an alcoholic and my dad's run off to who knows where. Gotta make a living somehow. I teamed up with this one guy off the streets and we started selling drugs. You know, cocciane, meth, crystal meth if we were lucky, all that stuff. i know what you're thinking. No we didn't do them ourselves. We weren't like that. And we didn't kill people ether. Or at least I didn't. My partner on the other hand...
Anyway, the piont is I'm dead. This voice keeps telling me that if I want to live, I've got to make a full 180 and turn my life around. After looking back at my life, I'm gonna need serious help. After all, I've only got three days.
Characters Needed:
Demitri Johnson - Drug dealer who was murdered by Seth (Taken)
Seth Whiteson - Partner of Demitri (Taken)
Officer Ramesy - They policeman who's put Demitri and Seth behind bars more than once, but never able to stick them with the crime
Pastor Clemen - The man of God who helps to guide Demitri back on the right path. (Taken)
Rain Walker - Girl who ends up falling in love with new Demitri (Taken)
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Scratch that.
I've never planned my death. only those suicidal freaks plan their deaths. I'm not like that.
Oh yeah. It wasn't my death either. It was my murder. That's right, I was murdered at age 17 by my partner.
Here's the picture: I'm a drug dealer. So what? My mother's an alcoholic and my dad's run off to who knows where. Gotta make a living somehow. I teamed up with this one guy off the streets and we started selling drugs. You know, cocciane, meth, crystal meth if we were lucky, all that stuff. i know what you're thinking. No we didn't do them ourselves. We weren't like that. And we didn't kill people ether. Or at least I didn't. My partner on the other hand...
Anyway, the piont is I'm dead. This voice keeps telling me that if I want to live, I've got to make a full 180 and turn my life around. After looking back at my life, I'm gonna need serious help. After all, I've only got three days.
Characters Needed:
Demitri Johnson - Drug dealer who was murdered by Seth (Taken)
Seth Whiteson - Partner of Demitri (Taken)
Officer Ramesy - They policeman who's put Demitri and Seth behind bars more than once, but never able to stick them with the crime
Pastor Clemen - The man of God who helps to guide Demitri back on the right path. (Taken)
Rain Walker - Girl who ends up falling in love with new Demitri (Taken)
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NOTE: DO NOT MODIFY THE CHARACTERS THAT I HAVE OUTLINED ABOVE IN ANY WAY, PLEASE! THEY MUST BE THIS WAY IN ORDER FOR THE ROLEPLAY TO TURN OUT THE WAY IT SHOULD!
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OOC Notes
((okay, the RP is now officially open.))
Why? Why the hell did Seth do this to me? The thought revolved slowly through Demitri's mind. He knew he was dead. So then why was he so aware? Nothing made sense anymore. And then that vioce that kept telling him to go back...to change. He could have a new life if only he'd try...
"Fine. I'll try. Just don't let me be dead!" The sentence tore from his throat.
"Demitri? Demitri Johnson? Hello?"
The vioce came from above him. Demitri groaned.
"Oh god! He's alive! Quick, prep for surgery! We may still be able to save him!!"
That was the last Demitri heard before he was out cold.
Why? Why the hell did Seth do this to me? The thought revolved slowly through Demitri's mind. He knew he was dead. So then why was he so aware? Nothing made sense anymore. And then that vioce that kept telling him to go back...to change. He could have a new life if only he'd try...
"Fine. I'll try. Just don't let me be dead!" The sentence tore from his throat.
"Demitri? Demitri Johnson? Hello?"
The vioce came from above him. Demitri groaned.
"Oh god! He's alive! Quick, prep for surgery! We may still be able to save him!!"
That was the last Demitri heard before he was out cold.
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Rain was walking down the street, her sneakers slapping against the sidewalk. She put up her hood, and looked around, passing the hospital. She stopped, for some reason, and looked at it. Rain shook it off, and continued walking. Rain felt weird around hospitals, usually, but for some reason... she was interested. This scared Rain, because the hospital smelled like death. As Rain rounded the corner, she finally came in view with her house. She ran to it quickly.
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"Blessed is the man who doesn't walk in the counsel of the wicked, Nor stand in the way of sinners, Nor sit in the seat of scoffers." Johnathon recited and looked out into the churches crowd. He looked at the choir and nodded as they began to sing. After a few moments of listening to the song, Johnathon walked away from the podium and went into the back of the church. "I love my job." He said with a small chuckle as the door closed and he was separated from the crowd.
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Demitri stared up at the looming hispital one more time. Three weeks he had been imprisoned there, recovering. He shrugged off the forebodding feeling he got and walked away, his black combat boots falling heavily on the pavement.
Three days.
He had no idea why, but he knew he had only three days to get his life straightened out. So, he headed for the first thing on his list. Home. Time to get rid of all of his 'loot'.
Yeah, he stored all of his drugs at his house. He had never fully trusted Seth. Apparently it was well not to, seeing as Seth had killed him. Or tried to. Maybe he had succeded, Demitri didn't know anymore.
Three days.
He had no idea why, but he knew he had only three days to get his life straightened out. So, he headed for the first thing on his list. Home. Time to get rid of all of his 'loot'.
Yeah, he stored all of his drugs at his house. He had never fully trusted Seth. Apparently it was well not to, seeing as Seth had killed him. Or tried to. Maybe he had succeded, Demitri didn't know anymore.
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Rain walked into her house, silently. Carefully, trying not wake her sleeping baby sister, she tiptoed up stairs. She zipped into her room, closing the door tightly. Rain looked out the window twirling a strand of hair. She sighed. She had a creepy feeling, she didn't know what though... She watched as people walked by her house, and leaned her head againstthe wall.
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Passing the houses to his left, Demitri got the odd feeling that he was being watched. He stopped, and glancing up, caught sight of a girl staring at him from a window. After staring at her for a few seconds, he shok his head, telling himself that he need to get on with his buisness. He didn't have time for other people right now. He had too much work to do.
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Rain watched as one person, a guy, stopped. He craned his head towards Rain, looking at her for a few seconds. Rain stared back, her eyes locked on his. She turned away, and continued watching other people, as the guy walked on. Although, that just kept playing over and over in her mind. It made the creepy feeling rise. She then listed all the possibilities. "Do I know him...?" She said quietly to herself.
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The image of the girl staring at him from the window haunted Demitri for the next five hours as he cleaned out his "office". Why did he feel so...drawn to her? He'd never done any buisness with her that he knew of...so why? He tried once again to shake off the feeling and left the apartment, heading to the one place that he knew would always welcome him, no matter who he was or what he'd done: the Church.
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Rain drifted off to sleep awhile ago, and woke up with a start. Her house was alive. Her parents were stirring downstairs. Her sister was playing with one of her toys. Rain walked downstairs rubbing her eyes. Her parents greeted her cheerfully. Rain sat down, preoccupied by the image haunting her mind for several hours. "I'm going for a walk." She got up, saying this to her parents. She turned and walked oout the door.
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Seth stood in thier usual spot, his back leaning against the wall behind him. He wore a long jacket with many pockets on the inside, all of them filled with a different type of drug. He watched people walk by and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it and starting to smoke, he never used to before he killed Dimitri. He looked at it as a way to solve the wrong thing he had done. He watched as a young girl walked past him, he thought about saying something to her, but didn't, she looked to clean to even look at him. Instead he turned his attention to the next man walking up.
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Demitri didn't realize that he was following the firl from before. His mind was preoccupied by other things. Like the fact that Seth was standing there in their old hangout, smoking. Humph. When did he take that up?
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Rain walked by a guy smoking. She didn't even shoot a second glance at him. Gross, She thought as she made her way past. She decided to head to the church, since her family has known Pastor Clemen for a long time. She knew this would be a good place to go.
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As Demitri reached the church, he noted the girl going in before him. It was the same girl as before. What is going on? he asked himself as he walked in and sat in a pew towards the back.
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Rain sat near the front, and looked back. It was that kid again. Rain turned around uneasily, and shook her head. She looked up watching the service.
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Demitri didn't move, despite the almost overwhelming urge to get up ad go to the girl. WHY?! He asked himself again. Absolutly nothing made sense anymore. He couldn't focus on anything but her. Somehw, he knew that she was freaked out by the fact they were in the same place again...
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"Okay, sorry I took so long." He said and looked at the people in the crowd while drinking some bottled water. Oh look Demitri is in the crowd tonight. Demitri?!?! He thought and started to choke on the water.
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Demitri watched as Pastor Clemen began to choke on the water, unsure of what to do...he figured the Pastor's reaction was because most probably had heard that demitri was dead. Or, at least, still in the hospital.
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Wait I was at that kids funeral, I watched him get put in the ground! How is he sitting in the crowed tonight?!?! He continued to scream in his head, Jonathan hadn't really believed all those story's about possession and ghosts, but this made him consider it.
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Demitri held the Pastor's gaze stedily. He was...confident. It was an odd feeling. He knew he should be dead. The Pastor knew he should be dead. But...here he was, siting in the church, in the flesh. Demitri contemplated just how odd the situation had become.
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"And that concludes today's session." He said and gave Demitri a look that said, Come with me.
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Demitri's grin spread as he got up and walked down the center isle, heading up to follow Pastor Clemen. He ignored all the stares, murmers, gasps, and whatnot from the crowd. They didn't bother him. Over the years, he had learned to ignore much of it.
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Rain's eyes widened as Pastor Clemen got a kid to come with him. No, it was the kid Rain saw before. The one that gave her a creepy feeling. She heard whispers about how the kid died. How could that be true? He's right here. Rain looked to the ground, concentrating hard on her feet.
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