—HER DESIRE, “THE NEMESIS”—
╰┈➤ READ THE ENTIRE THREAD BEFORE WRITING. THIS OC IS HIGHLY DETAILED.
DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. ADHERE THE WARNINGS.
#RERP | #HORRORRP | #MVRP
( Slowly, ever so slowly, she drags those big, glossy eyes to look at him. )
And you don’t mean that.
( Please mean it, screams the little kid inside of her. )
So she’s not… like me.
( She purposefully avoids his gaze. )
You don’t…
( Love her. Did Victor even love Misty? Debatable. Did she want him to love her? Also debatable. )
In light of the debacle, let’s turn this into even more of a positive endeavour. Comment or interact if you’re a pro-ship/fic REtwt roleplay account, whether it be canon or OC. Come find ur people to write with!
I’m not jealous. This is not jealousy. I’m appalled. You’re disgusting.
( Arms folded, lips downturned in a grimace. Her eyes move between him and the photo. )