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    A school gang leader who knows no emotions/or is unable to express them meets a student who has them plastered obviously on their face and is full of them. Can one make up for what the other lacks? Will they be able to change for the better?


    You can choose between school gang leader and student.

    I would love to start in on this, it seems like an interesting plot that could be made into something great. I could do the school boy if you'd like.


    (I used to use this website constantly with another account then this one before I stopped awhile ago, I wanted to start back up again so if I seem rough around the edges for a bit I apologize)

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    Name:Korin Welting

    Age:18

    Gender:Male

    Info:He is the leader of a large gang. He is known to be expressionless and have no show of emotions no matter what. He is rather a mystery personality wise though with time one can begin to somewhat understand him.

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    Name ; Zeke Crawford

    Age ; 17

    Gender ; Male

    Description ; Zeke is a shy school boy who carries as much emotion as a hormonal girl his age, although he is shy he goes out of his way to be kind to any kind face, but will always cower in fear over anyone who threatens him. Anyone who can get him incredibly angry though will see his fierce side.

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    It seemed a rather interesting situation two boys got them self into that afternoon. Both surrounded by a large group of people telling them to come along quietly to their leader. One of the boys in the center of this had a rather blank expression the entire time. As if he had no care for the situation at all. He shifted what he carried on his back to make sure it was less likely to fall off as his red eyes scanned around them taking in each person there. Dark locks of hair shifted a bit in the wind and he soon stopped his eyes on the boy beside him who ended up in this mess with him due to having been with him at the time. Originally only due to doing a class duty together of buying some things in town.

    (I'm going to write in first person, if that messes with how you write let me know and ill change to third.)


    I stood there in the middle of several people and shoulder to shoulder with another boy my age. He had such strong features, which worked well with his unreadable expression. My brown eyes dart to everyone trying to get a stronger feel of this situation without making eye contact or myself more known then I already am. I feel my dark brown hair start to fall into my face, as I go to fix it my bag strap also slides off my shoulder. I quickly grabbed it before anyone could fully notice leaving my messy head of hair in my face. As I glance around in hope nobody actually saw me I met eyes with the blank boy next to me. Instantly thoughts of how much he saw flew through my mind, making me grow slightly red and look away from him quickly.

    He tilted his head to the side observing the boys action with a bit of interest though nothing changed from his expression. Instead he went back to looking around them and went reached to his back to pull out a baseball bat that had been wrapped up in fabric and secured to his back. He stopped though when he recalled how close to school they were, if caught he would rather not lose his bat again. Not that he really needed to use it to beat this group of underlings of another gang. Then posed another problem, fighting while protecting the boy with him. Perhaps it would be ideal to go with them, taking out the leader would most likely be the faster way to deal with them. Then again the danger for the other was still there.


    "What are you doing staring off into space like that huh!?" one of the boys asked in a angry tone while waving a hand in front of the boys face. He blinked and looked to him, he had come to a decision. He looked over to the boy beside him while ignoring the now annoyed other gang member. "Make sure not to leave my side" he said in a simple voice. No hint of emotion to it and just as his face read 'blank' and 'do not care for anything'. Right after though he tripped an approaching member then punched another.

    I looked back towards the boy when I felt his eyes move off me, the way he watched everyone was perplexing. It was like he was analyzing them, taking all the information about them and using it to figure something out. The thought of how close the school was to us flooded my mind, how us running would be so easy but I knew it would be a lot my complicated then I anticipated. I suddenly heard the voice of one of the gang members drawing me out of my own head and back into the real world. I was so scared, as i usually was in these situations. I slightly cower behind the boy to my right not knowing what could happen next.


    The words from the boy hit me quick but not as quick as his next move. It took me back when he started to take out some of the guys. I froze where I was shaking from the stress and fear of what was happening around me. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my side and strong hands on my arms.

    "Get off me!!" I yelled loudly kicking my legs to get out of his grasp.