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"Of course I made the fucking decision," Ryan spat, aiming his gun at Michael.
"I could make the same decision right now," he threatened.
"Gimme Angst Right Now!"
My muse has just hired a hitman to kill yours. Yours finds out, and they are pissed off. //btw I left the choice of muse up to you
They were just too dangerous. They were a risk not only to Michael’s own life with their antics, but to the rest of the crew’s. Nobody else had done a single thing to stop them despite the numerous times the danger had been plain. More than once Michael had ended up with injuries because of a job gone wrong.
It was time to end it.
He didn’t want to, but he had no choice. Los Santos had its fair share of hitmen around, so it was no issue for Michael to track one down and place the hit. Then it was just a matter of waiting.
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"Just not having the best of days," Ray replied, shuffling his head.
"Dan, could I have a hug please?" Ray asked, stuttering slightly.
"Course you can, lad. No need to ask." Dan didn’t hesitate as he brought the Puerto Rican in for a tight bear hug.
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Ray hugged the other tightly, burying his head in the other's neck.
"Dan, could I have a hug please?" Ray asked, stuttering slightly.
"Course you can, lad. No need to ask." Dan didn’t hesitate as he brought the Puerto Rican in for a tight bear hug.
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Noodle nibbles on her lip, poking at Ray so lightly he might not notice her. "Hello?"
Ray smiles at her,
"Hi there,"
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♣ ((for anyone you want to anwser!))
2. Pokemon AU
Ryan adjusted the cap that sat on his head, his Umbreon walking in time beside him.
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8. Drug Dealer AU
Michael was leaning against the wall of the alleyway. He was meant to met one of his many customers but they happened to be late...again.
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Michael nodded, being excited was a slight understatement.
To the future we go
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Ryan's glare could kill someone currently,
"I'm sorry," he hissed, sarcasm dancing around his words.
"Maybe you should blame the rest of your team mates for fucking up jobs as well, it's not my fault a trigger has to be pulled,"
"Gimme Angst Right Now!"
My muse has just hired a hitman to kill yours. Yours finds out, and they are pissed off. //btw I left the choice of muse up to you
They were just too dangerous. They were a risk not only to Michael’s own life with their antics, but to the rest of the crew’s. Nobody else had done a single thing to stop them despite the numerous times the danger had been plain. More than once Michael had ended up with injuries because of a job gone wrong.
It was time to end it.
He didn’t want to, but he had no choice. Los Santos had its fair share of hitmen around, so it was no issue for Michael to track one down and place the hit. Then it was just a matter of waiting.
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"I didn't mean any of it either," Michael replied, kissing her cheek quickly.
To the future we go
Lindsay looked at him and waved him down. "Michael!" She sighed and looked down. "I am sorry about earlier. I didn't mean any of that." She said frowning.
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100% chance is that I’m stalking your blog from afar, reading your roleplays, sending you anons, & wishing I could be one of the lucky people who write with you but AM JUST HIDING IN A CORNER TOO AFRAID TO SAY ANYTHING.
If I follow you & don't roleplay with you...
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Please reblog this if you don't mind roleplaying with OCs~
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Stripper AU
Pokemon AU
High School AU
Harry Potter AU
Medieval AU
Pirate AU
Supernatural AU
Drug dealer AU
Hospital AU
Crime drama AU
Horror AU
Amnesia AU
Roommates AU
Teacher/Student AU
Fugitive AU
His Dark Materials AU
Mafia AU
Send me a ♣ and I'll generate an AU from this list and type up a starter.
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"Why the fuck did you set a hitman on me?" Ryan answered back, stepping further into the building. His knuckled were turning white due to the tight grip he had on the gun.
He thought he could trust Michael but apparently he couldn't. Why would his friend send someone to kill him? He just couldn't comprehend it.
"Gimme Angst Right Now!"
My muse has just hired a hitman to kill yours. Yours finds out, and they are pissed off. //btw I left the choice of muse up to you
They were just too dangerous. They were a risk not only to Michael’s own life with their antics, but to the rest of the crew’s. Nobody else had done a single thing to stop them despite the numerous times the danger had been plain. More than once Michael had ended up with injuries because of a job gone wrong.
It was time to end it.
He didn’t want to, but he had no choice. Los Santos had its fair share of hitmen around, so it was no issue for Michael to track one down and place the hit. Then it was just a matter of waiting.
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Ryan was driving at top speed to Michael's home. He was tapping his fingers almost violently, chewing the inside of his cheek in frustration. He groaning when he saw the police behind him. He had to make several detours until he lost them.
He arrived at Michael's, not bothering to knock and just storming in, his gun hanging down by his side. His face was red and his jaw was set.
"Gimme Angst Right Now!"
My muse has just hired a hitman to kill yours. Yours finds out, and they are pissed off. //btw I left the choice of muse up to you
They were just too dangerous. They were a risk not only to Michael’s own life with their antics, but to the rest of the crew’s. Nobody else had done a single thing to stop them despite the numerous times the danger had been plain. More than once Michael had ended up with injuries because of a job gone wrong.
It was time to end it.
He didn’t want to, but he had no choice. Los Santos had its fair share of hitmen around, so it was no issue for Michael to track one down and place the hit. Then it was just a matter of waiting.
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Ryan had heard from an anonymous source that there was currently a hitman targeting him. He sighed, nothing he couldn't handle but he was shocked when he found out who had hired the hitman.
Ryan tried not to crush his phone as he put it back into his pocket, time to go visiting.
"Gimme Angst Right Now!"
My muse has just hired a hitman to kill yours. Yours finds out, and they are pissed off. //btw I left the choice of muse up to you
They were just too dangerous. They were a risk not only to Michael’s own life with their antics, but to the rest of the crew’s. Nobody else had done a single thing to stop them despite the numerous times the danger had been plain. More than once Michael had ended up with injuries because of a job gone wrong.
It was time to end it.
He didn’t want to, but he had no choice. Los Santos had its fair share of hitmen around, so it was no issue for Michael to track one down and place the hit. Then it was just a matter of waiting.
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