Awww man

Me: you’re right. How are we going to move him? I didn’t think this through did I... -rubs my chin and frowns-

Cooollll

(Ayyy ok good night my dude)

Me: hey man. That’s my lifeblood there you’re talking about. (God I love rps w you) -I go back and poke peter with my bat.- hope I didn’t kill him. Does he look dead to you liza?

Me: no!!! I’ve got my porn stash here! Aaaaaa Wait! Why don’t we take him as hostage, and do the same thing if other cops come? But this time it’s for real.

Head with my bat. Now there was a cop on the floor.-

Peter: b-but you said you had hostages. Where are they? Me: -I was able to slink out through the bathroom window, then come around to where I was behind peter. For a second I thought to just leave, but hitting things was much more fun. So I hit him in the

Peter: -he got himself up and took out his spare gun from his belt. His hands were shaking significantly and his cheeks were rather flushed.- d-don’t move. I don’t want to have to do anything to you two

Peter: -he was panicking just as much as liza was, so he opted in this moment of terror, to kick down the door. Only to fall down with the door and fall on his face.- ouch. Me: -starts cracking up in laughter- THIS is the cop they sent?

Peter: -he gave a yelp of surprise and started shaking his head- nyet don’t do that! Just hand them over and nothing too bad will happen. -he was starting to panic.- me: they’re in the kitchen. Go! Hurry!

Peter: -he raised his eyebrow and thought for a second- what is being a veranda? And how do I know that this isn’t just a trap? And why do you have to yell so loud? Me: he’s got a point.

Peter: -it could be heard from the other side of the door him setting down his gun.- now what? I-I can’t just let you kill someone then let you go -he was truly at a loss of what to do.-

(Daw ok he can be roughed up a bit but not stabbed or something) peter: -he stopped in his tracks and he felt him heart drop momentarily- h-how many kids do you have in there? Me: -winks at Liza and whispers- god damn! Good idea. Never should have doubted

AaaaaAAa wtf Liza don’t do that to me god ilysm

Me: what is it? (Lol your character cracks me up cause they’re the equivalence of how stupid peter is but like a killer)

Me: stab him? He has a gun and we have a knife and a bat (nooo don’t kill my bab)

Me: well DUH there’s a cop shooting at us! And you know he’s bad cause he was giving himself a motivational speech out there. Do you have your gun? Or any weapon for close range?

Why is your art so damn cute

Peter: -he got up and dusted himself off- alright. I can do this. I’m a rasputin damn it! -he began shooting at the door handle to unlock it.- me: -I took out my bat and got it ready to swing- good going Liza.