I never thought I would get so emotional over things such as this. I’m sad to see you go, though I understand that sometimes life gets in the way. I want to thank you, for taking this crazy journey with me, because that’s exactly what this was.
I’m so glad that I asked you to join this RP as…
OOC (Goodbye :’( ):
Hello everyone! I just wanted to make this post saying that I am officially leaving TennersandMisfits. It was SO AMAZING being this RPs Bianca - a character I’m so drastically different from. I really loved the warmth and care of the group, not to mention the support we received.
A little shoutout to OOC Eli/Mod of the RP: You make this group special. RP-ing and writing with you has been such a wonderful experience. Not many people can take an OOC slip-up and turn it into an AU relationship (moment to burst out laughing for that…) and you have been so helpful in everything - for me (who has never RP-ed before or RP-ed for anything else) you were so great to answer all the weird questions I had. You are truly a wonderful person and writing.
To everyone involved (readers and fellow Tenners), I really love you all. I hope you enjoyed my time as Bianca as much as I enjoyed playing her. I grew to love the character more and more as I RP-ed and now Bianca will always have a special place in my heart.
<3.
Bianca smirks, running her fingers up and down the glass. “I knew you just couldn’t stay away, Mister.” She says. A part of her wants to ask more, and she knows she only has a small window of opportunity before Drew comes back from the ‘bathroom’ for the seventh time in this movie. But something holds her back - a feeling she’s not accoustomed to. With Adam, she felt the need to be a little more cautious, particularly due to their rocky past, but also because she knew something was truly bothering him. “As with any application, interview questions are involved.”
He blinks, recoiling from her mischevious grin. “Oh-kay…” He trails off, not sure if they were still discussing the possibility of him being the getaway driver. “What do you have in mind?”
“Let’s just say I need a thorough examination of your mental status, if I’m going to truly trust you to get me out of a jam.” She smiles. “First question: what’s on your mind right now?”
He couldn’t help, but smile. Bianca could be pretty amusing, and Drew was no where in sight, either. He probably went to the ‘restroom’, like he usually did during horror movies. “Well..” He chuckled, rolling his eyes some. He hoped he wasn’t giving off some weird vibe. Why else would she ask what was on his mind.
“On my mind.. ” He repeated slowly, glancing to the glass. “I don’t know. Sometimes, I feel awkward, and I guess I do, now. I feel like I should get off the computer more. Some Anon has been harassing me, you know? It’s weird, I shouldn’t let them get to me, but with some issues, I just.. People should mind their own business.”
“In a perfect world, people would remove their heads from their asses before engaging in conversation. Unfortunately, people like to set up camp in there.” She leans in close to him, their faces only inches apart. “If you want, I literally have three people in my phone that can murder them. And Baby Edwards owes me a favor so I could get her to track down the IP address of the computer.”
Adam laughs, shaking his head, but also giving himself distance. “Thanks for the offer, but I don’t think killing them is the answer.”
Bianca’s smile falters a little, feeling the soreness of the scars that she’s been hiding for months twinge. It’s easy to hide them when no one’s looking, but at the Torres household, it always seemed a little bit harder. But the moment is brief; with a smirk, she straightens up. “So, is that really what’s bothering? Some no-faced asshole with a nasty habit to butt into other people’s lives?” She lifts her eyebrows, daring him to continue, ignoring the sounds of screams from the television, giving the setting just enough chill to have her hair stand on end.
He let out a sigh, pulling on his beanie slowly. He used to wear it when he wasn’t confident about himself. Now, he usually wore it when he was going out in the cold, or bothered by something. It was his way of hiding things. Thought he was usually good about not wearing it anymore, it was used a…
Bianca smirks, running her fingers up and down the glass. “I knew you just couldn’t stay away, Mister.” She says. A part of her wants to ask more, and she knows she only has a small window of opportunity before Drew comes back from the ‘bathroom’ for the seventh time in this movie. But something holds her back - a feeling she’s not accoustomed to. With Adam, she felt the need to be a little more cautious, particularly due to their rocky past, but also because she knew something was truly bothering him. “As with any application, interview questions are involved.”
He blinks, recoiling from her mischevious grin. “Oh-kay…” He trails off, not sure if they were still discussing the possibility of him being the getaway driver. “What do you have in mind?”
“Let’s just say I need a thorough examination of your mental status, if I’m going to truly trust you to get me out of a jam.” She smiles. “First question: what’s on your mind right now?”
