Bright Shadow
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Where most would give an elusive, or metaphoric title for their roleplays, here you'll find no such thing. Simple is the nicest way to go. Also, I hope I haven't broken any rules by posting this early on.
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A young man sat at a wooden stool inside a dive bar, tired, in front of a few alcoholic glasses, the beverages that were once inside of them were drained out by the person that sat before it. Head down, the silver haired boy spoke to himself. Loudly.
"God, I need to get paid! Soon!" He sulked. The bar was quiet with only a few people at tables.
Bright found that he had just spent his last bit of (currency) on the last drinks he had just consumed. No matter who he asked, he just couldn't find any common crook with a number on his head. He was no killer, and would prefer to turn the said people into the police. However, Bright was becoming desperate.
He was was ready to take his next step.
"Hey, bar guy. You know anyone who wants someone? "
"Like a bounty? "
"5 points to Gryffindor"
"Sorry, kid. Nothing I can do for you." The slightly overweight, tall and thinning haired white man replied.
"Damn it..." He whispered.
Aside from that statement, he spoke loud enough for anyone who happened to be nearby to hear. Almost conciously. He's obviously desperate.
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A young man sat at a wooden stool inside a dive bar, tired, in front of a few alcoholic glasses, the beverages that were once inside of them were drained out by the person that sat before it. Head down, the silver haired boy spoke to himself. Loudly.
"God, I need to get paid! Soon!" He sulked. The bar was quiet with only a few people at tables.
Bright found that he had just spent his last bit of (currency) on the last drinks he had just consumed. No matter who he asked, he just couldn't find any common crook with a number on his head. He was no killer, and would prefer to turn the said people into the police. However, Bright was becoming desperate.
He was was ready to take his next step.
"Hey, bar guy. You know anyone who wants someone? "
"Like a bounty? "
"5 points to Gryffindor"
"Sorry, kid. Nothing I can do for you." The slightly overweight, tall and thinning haired white man replied.
"Damn it..." He whispered.
Aside from that statement, he spoke loud enough for anyone who happened to be nearby to hear. Almost conciously. He's obviously desperate.