They were just two young men,strangers to each other.They had never heard of each other,and they've never seen each other.But on one fateful night in the city that never sleeps,in the frightful place of the Ghetto,Jared is jumped.He gets jumped by a strong gang,the one that rules the streets.But,luckily,someone[you] comes to his rescue.That person just happened to be the one who everyone in the Ghetto feared,even that horrid gang.Lol,I'm lazy so we'll go on from there! CX
Welp,just post a pic of your dude,his name and age,then go ahead and start!Also,please be semi-advanced,meaning 4-6 sentences or more per post.Thank you![Oh,and if you don't like cussing,then I don't think this is a good thread for you...There is going to be loads of swearing...]Also,yes,I'm using Brendon Urie. (:
I ran a hand through my hair,yawning as I pushed myself on my feet.I had just taken a nap,probably five or six hours,and I still had on the same clothes and even my shoes from this afternoon.It was midnight,now.Passed midnight,by now,actually.I let a silent sigh escape my mouth as I trudged my way to the bathroom in my tiny apartment.I raised my eyebrows,coming my hair with my trembling fingers.No,I'm not afraid,and no,I'm not sick.It's just something that happens all the time.It's hard for me to write and draw,but I manage.Right now,I had to meet up with on of my buddies on the other side of town.She said she had something for me,and that I couldn't be late.
I looked into the mirror,looking at my reflection.I frowned,dark purple circles under my bright golden eyes.My skin was pale and I,honestly,looked like shit.But I really,truly did not care.I rolled my eyes at myself,shaking my head."Jeez,Jayden...You need to take better care of yourself,you ugly fag,"I mumbled to myself,glaring at my reflection.I raised my eyebrows again,and put on a fake half-a-smile that looked mischievous.I chuckled,then turned on my heels and walked out of the bathroom.
I bit my pink lip as I grabbed my backpack that was full of sketchbooks and books and things I needed to draw,and even a full,unopened beer can or two.I didn't have my own car because I liked to walk,and I had no money.The owner of this apartment complex took pity on me,because I was only 16 at the time,and let me stay here for only twenty bucks a month.I was very glad that I was a good,very good,pickpocket.I grabbed the key to my apartment,which was on the second floor,and walked out.I shut the door behind me,then locked it and put the key under the mat in front of my door.I turned on my heels while I was crouched,like those dancers do,and stood my full five feet and eight inches.Yeah,I was a bit short.I didn't care,though,even though it made me more of a target in this part of NYC.
I jogged down the two flights of stairs it took to get down to the first floor,gripping my backpack tightly as I slung it over my shoulder.I nodded to some acquaintances,then made my way out of the building.I took in a deep breath as few cars passed by on the streets.It wasn't ever safe to walk out here,especially at night,alone.But I always did it and I never got jumped,so I never worried or was scared to go out by myself.
I looked around at the people,either walking in couples of two,or groups of three or more.I was probably the only one out by myself right now.I wasn't surprised,though.I walked across the street,taking my time doing so.Once I got to the other side,I turned left and kept walking.I had a long time before I actually had to meet up with my friend,my only friend,who was a girl,matter-of-factually. So I just took my time walking down the sidewalk,every once and a while glancing at some alleyways that I passed.
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I was probably still less than halfway there when I heard footsteps,chuckling and whispering behind me.I didn't look back,though,thinking it was just another group of kids out here who were too afraid to walk alone.But I frowned when I sped up,and heard the footsteps behind me speed up just as I did.My head whipped around,turning my whole body around and I stopped.I shouldn't have done that.The gang had evil smirks on their faces,and for once in my life I was scared.I quickly turned around and started to run,gripping onto my backpack so tight my knuckles were turning white.Well,whiter than my skin is,already.I cursed under my breath as the fast footsteps got closer and closer,till finally one of the guys jumped on me and made us both fall tot he ground.
I had turned around so that I fell on my back,almost twisting my ankle in the process.The air was knocked out of my lungs as my back hit the hard pavement,my eyes shut tightly as I tried to fight the gang off.But of course,there was five of them,one of me,and they were much stronger than me.[/size]
