MynameisAlly

Granted, but you can only use as much flame as a lighter. I want the power to talk to animals.

Smooth Rock

+ Added Hell’s Paradise + A little more categorizing, made sections for video games and anime to make searching a little easier for fandoms. Haven’t finished yet.

+ Added Super Smash Bros. characters + Added Yor Forger + Added some Yugioh characters + Added ‘Honkai Star Rail’ - Forgot about Wuthering Waves; will add that later

+ Added some characters that I would like to roleplay • I would add more but mobile is difficult to add sometimes • I am willing to hear suggestions on organization and color.

+ Added New Section of “Characters/Series” (Haven’t Formated or Added Characters)

When’s the wedding?

Fuck. I need views for the stream.

hyper motion

+ Changed around 'Highly Requested Roleplays'

That’s good.

Does freedom take credit or cash?

loves with syrup,

+ Added Danganronpa One-Shot Roleplays + Added Chainsaw Man One-Shot Roleplays - Pending description of possible scenarios for said one-shot roleplays

Puddle Bubble

I hope my story is acceptable. I submitted a literal minute before closing. Feels like when I submitted a paper a few minutes before deadline, lol.

The meat franks danced on the rotisserie along with fried cheese and sausage wraps. Above the pane glass read a sign detailing the special: “2 for $3.” They sparkled in the coating of grease. The smell remained incredibly prominent, filling up the convenient store. The young male stared at the clear container in a daze, watching the oils drip to the bottom. He accidentally tuned out the noises of sizzling meat and the sounds of the door bell. He felt a tight sensation in his rib. Looking down, he saw that Marissa elbowed him. “Hey, you okay? You’re just staring off into space,” she mentioned, noticing his turned glance. Marissa grabbed the available prongs, opening the plastic box and grabbing a hot dog. “You ignoring me?” “Umm, no. I was listening,” Marshall responded quickly. He scratched the back of his head. The young male looked into Marissa’a bright eyes. The simple glance took unnecessarily long, transiting into a moment of awkward silence. Marissa sucked air through her teeth. Annoyed, her forehead wrinkled. “If you were listening, you would’ve heard me asking what you’re getting,” Marissa sighed. “You’re getting a hot dog.” With two wieners in a paper sheet, she grabbed two buns nearby. Marshall clicked his tongue. “I-I was listening. What I was doing was still deciding,” he spat. “You’re just lying now,” Marissa shrugged her shoulders. “Can you hurry up and just pay for these?” She pushed the food items into his rough hands. Marshall rolled his eyes and followed her over to the cash register. He greeted the employee with a monotone voice. The employee eyed the girl, his silver eyebrows raised slightly before inputting the codes into the register. He showed his gums, announcing the total. As Marshall picked through his pocket, the employee tapped his chin. “You two make a lovely couple,” he chuckled. Marshall placed a ten dollar bill on the counter. “All I have is a $10,” he noted. He took a step back and placed his hands on his hips. Looking up at the ceiling as the transaction was progressing, he glanced over at Marissa. She waved her hand. “Umm, did you hear him?” Marshall shook his head. “Huh? Oh, thank you, sir.” He saluted the man with two fingers pushing off of his forehead. “Unbelievable,” Marissa mumbled under her breath. She took the hot dogs in her hands and gestured her head over to the back of the store. “I’m going to take a seat back there.” Marshall nodded his head. For the brief moment, he cheeked the time on his phone. “Almost getting late out,” he spoke to himself. He accepted his change and dragged his feet over to Marissa. He caught her taking several bites of her hot dog. Taking the seat across from her, he looked down at his own. Gas station frankfurters definitely stood as a risk. Scratching his head, Marshall swallowed his cowardice and took a big bite of his food. He could tell the meat had been warming up on the rotisserie for a while. Compared to Marissa, she was having an easier time chowing down. She swallowed with less restraint. As he tried chewing his bite, the silence was broken. “Y’know, I think I can do a lot better,” she gulped. Marissa propped her elbow up on the table and leaned on her hand. Marshall slowly blinked, trying to process the comment. “,,,What are you even talking about?” He massaged his neck, already feeling uncomfortable. “Well, it’s like I said. I can do way better than you,” Marissa reinforced her statement. “Anything to add?” Marshall exhaled before raising his hands. “You’re probably right. You could do a lot better.” Marissa scoffed, “Ha! That’s what women like. Men without confidence.” Marshall shook his head, daring another bite of his meal. After two bites, he was done and couldn’t touch his food again. There was a hint of silence enveloping the table. Despite the sounds of the convenient store, Marshall couldn’t hear anything. The silence was broken when the cashier confronted their table. He placed a familiar cellular device near Marshall’s plate. “Hello, you forgot this at the counter.” “Jeez, your head is not screwed on, right?” Marissa commented. Marshall tapped his pockets and realized he did forget it after all. He thanked the cashier, slipping the phone back into his pocket. “I like the sassy ones too,” the cashier smirked. He headed back behind the counter leaving the two to finish their meal. Marissa gagged. She shook her head and swallowed the last morsel of her hot dog. “We’ll probably need some drinks and chips for the apartment. Do you mind going by yourself? The guy creeps me out,” she admitted. Marshall gave her a thumbs up gesture. He dragged his feet, glancing over at Marissa who waited at the door for him. Grabbing two sodas and two bags of chips, he began his transaction with the store employee again. After scanning the items quietly, the cashier spoke up. “I get it, man. Jail bait is probably one of my weaknesses too,” the cashier chuckled. Marshall put his PIN number into the machine. He looked up as he finalized the purchase. His eyes squinted and his brow furrowed. Clenching his fist, he muttered “What?” The young man was unsure what he heard. Marissa reached over his shoulder and grabbed the bag with the goods. “Umm, thank you! We’ll be going now!” She rubbed on Marshall’s arm, trying to get him to exit the store. It was a quiet walk to their apartment. Marshall stayed close to the road as he walked beside Marissa. Mainly because Marissa mentioned that’s what he needs to do. Upon arriving to their apartment, he could feel her judgement. It wasn’t Marissa’s first time spending the night over. Marshall didn’t have much in his studio apartment. With the mattress on the floor and a small tv in the corner, he was doing his best to get by. He wished he could do more. As they ate their chips and watched tv, he felt more of how Marissa was uncomfortable. As they shared the bed on the floor, he focused on the churning of the ceiling fan to fall asleep. Again, the silence was broken by Marissa speaking up. “I don’t think I can do this,” she muttered. The air was heavy but Marshall expected it. He breathed slowly before speaking. “Not what you’re used to, huh?” Marissa shifted, ruffling the blanket they shared. “You know that’s not it. You’re not opening up to me. You completely dazed out today, forgetting your phone, there was just so many things…” Marshall stayed quiet. His heavy sighing was a sign of itself that he was listening. “I know that you had your issues with your mom. I know you had your reason to leave as soon as you were given the chance. I get that,” Marissa spoke clearly. “I don’t hold it against you. Mom, she never opened up to me about her drug problem.” Marissa turned around, facing the back of Marshall’s head. “You wouldn’t have known either. I am grateful for you taking me in but you have to speak to me. I know it’s eating at you. Please, I don’t have anyone else to speak to. If you don’t, I don’t think I can stick around.” There was only heavy silence that followed. Marshal’s heavy sighing had stopped. Only the ceiling fan could be heard between the two. Marissa shifted back to her original position as time went by, knowing that Marshall made his decision to not confide in her. She almost drifted into sleep until the silence was broken. “It hurts,” Marshal said. (11:59)

+ Added "You'll Never See It Cumming" roleplay + Added Section for Highly Requested roleplays

Kill because I don’t like lessons.