The Apartments. A real life RP OPEN (used with permition)
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"No I don't live here." He said to the person trying to get him to move.
John turns to the occupant of room 27. "Hey, I saw my friend come out of here. The last time I checked this room was vacant. So I wanted to introduce myself, I am John I live in number 16. Oh and why did that guy leave with a box of knives?"
John turns to the occupant of room 27. "Hey, I saw my friend come out of here. The last time I checked this room was vacant. So I wanted to introduce myself, I am John I live in number 16. Oh and why did that guy leave with a box of knives?"
Aaron made his way back down to his apartment. He was surprised that he could get such good knives for a low price. Though only someone who knew the true value of cooking utensils sould actually appreciate them.
An hour or so passed as Aaron unpacked the boxes he brought in. Evevntually the U-haul he rented finally arrived. After a long time of moving furniture up and down the stairs he had finally finished furnishing his new home.
Aaron collasped on the couch and turned on his T.V. though he was interupted by his stomach growling.
"Wekk I guess I better break in the new kitchen," Aaron said to himself as he headed to make himself something.
An hour or so passed as Aaron unpacked the boxes he brought in. Evevntually the U-haul he rented finally arrived. After a long time of moving furniture up and down the stairs he had finally finished furnishing his new home.
Aaron collasped on the couch and turned on his T.V. though he was interupted by his stomach growling.
"Wekk I guess I better break in the new kitchen," Aaron said to himself as he headed to make himself something.
Clay had passed out from exhaustion on his couch when he was woken up by 27. The clinic had been packed the previous day and he was one of the only two there to help out. He was still wearing his lab coat, which was purely for aesthetics, when he answered the door.
"Oh, hi. Uh... Steve, right?"
"Oh, hi. Uh... Steve, right?"
After meeting Steve, John realized he needed to go to work. He got into his car, put his car in the ignition and turned the key. His car would not turn on, so he got out and looked around for some one. John spotted Steve standing at Clays door.
"Hey Stew!" He had called out, John quickly realized that was not his name.
[small]Damn it, now he definitely won't want to help! What was his name? Stan, Sam, STEVE! Thats what it was, it was Steve.[/small]
"Sorry Steve, I had forgotten you name for a second. Can you come help me with my car, it wont seem to work and I need to get to Cornell Engineering INC. It seems as though my battery is dead, do you have jumper cables?"
"Hey Stew!" He had called out, John quickly realized that was not his name.
[small]Damn it, now he definitely won't want to help! What was his name? Stan, Sam, STEVE! Thats what it was, it was Steve.[/small]
"Sorry Steve, I had forgotten you name for a second. Can you come help me with my car, it wont seem to work and I need to get to Cornell Engineering INC. It seems as though my battery is dead, do you have jumper cables?"
"Ah, good morning, John," Clay said thrusting his head past the door. "Hey, I think I have a pair in my car. Excuse me one sec, Steve."
"Yeah, I know how it is. Sundays and Wednesdays are my days off, but we had a rush yesterday. I'm beat. Hell, I didn't even make it to the bed last night. Reminds me, I need to get something to eat, I'm starved."
''Oke that's the beer, the U-haul should be here now.'' Looks outside. ''Nope''
Two hours later. ''Look, when will my stuff arrive here? What do you mean next day? I told them that I would move in today.'' short time later ''Great I don't even have a sleeping bag, wait maby the guy in 27 has one I can borrow.'' Start's knocking on the door of 27.
Two hours later. ''Look, when will my stuff arrive here? What do you mean next day? I told them that I would move in today.'' short time later ''Great I don't even have a sleeping bag, wait maby the guy in 27 has one I can borrow.'' Start's knocking on the door of 27.
Judging by the jumps in time here, I assume it's sometime in the late afternoon, so I'm jumping back in.
Natalie pulled into a parking space, picked up her satchel and gracefully stepped out of her car. The satchel's strap over one shoulder, she smoothed out her dress and made her way up to her apartment. On the way, she spotted a couple of people she hadn't seen before, but decided to talk to them later. Once inside apartment 14, Natalie unceremoniously dumped the satchel on her bed and checked her fridge and cupboards for something to eat, eventually settling for a bunch of grapes.
John returned home after a [em]LONG[/em] day at work. He had to work extra hard for his boss today, to show that he was not a slacker.
"Damn, I wish my car battery wouldn't have died! None of this shit would have happened if my fucking battery hadn't died." He said as he stomped into his apartment.
Right as John was heading to bed he got a phone call from an unknown caller, he picked up the phone said "Hello? Who is this?" And waited for the person on the other end to identify themselves.
"Hey bro!" He heard in a loud, annoying, and unmistakable voice. He pulled the phone away from his ear, as he looked for the volume button.
"Oh, hey David. I am about to head to bed, what do you need?" John said to his little brother.
"Well, dad was admitted into the mental hospital again today, and I think he wants to see you. I am here with him, he is threatening to commit suicide again. This time he found a gun."
"Can I talk to him, David?"
"Yeah, here he is."
John walked out of his apartment to get some fresh air. "Hey dad, how is everything going, is everyone treating you well? I heard you are going to kill yourself if I don't come visit you, is that true? I just got a job here and had to work really hard to keep it, I hope my boss will understand and won't fire me while I am gone."
"Yes, everyone is treating me fine." John heard, an old man speak in a scraggly voice on the other end. "You heard correctly, I will end my life if I don't see you soon, because I feel like we are not a family anymore. You here me, be on you way by tomorrow."
Click, the phone was disconnected. "God damn it, what am I going to do about this. My boss is going to fire me if I miss another day, I am not even unpacked and I need to go all the way back to Alaska. And my car is going to die by the time I get there!" He said to himself while still outside. "My life is in ruins unless I can be two places at once. What if he wants me to stay? Would I be able to bring him here instead? If I bring him back, I will need the house ready for him. Maybe I can give Clay a key and if I need to bring dad home then he can get the rest of these boxes unpacked and the house ready." He continued on, pacing up and down the stairs.
He stuck a note on the door of apartment 16 that read,
[small]'My dad is threatening suicide if I am not on the road to Alaska by tomorrow, If I end up needing to bring him back I would like you to do me a [em]HUGE[/em] favor; I put a spare key to my apartment under you welcome mat, if I call you, I will need you to go into my apartment and finish unpacking my boxes. This will help get the apartment ready for my dad.
Thanks,
John
P.S. If you could call me at 1-(416)-738-6927, so that I have your number, that would be great.'[/small]
John placed a spare key under the mat and headed to his apartment. Inside his apartment he set his alarm clock for 4:00 a.m. and went to bed.
"Damn, I wish my car battery wouldn't have died! None of this shit would have happened if my fucking battery hadn't died." He said as he stomped into his apartment.
Right as John was heading to bed he got a phone call from an unknown caller, he picked up the phone said "Hello? Who is this?" And waited for the person on the other end to identify themselves.
"Hey bro!" He heard in a loud, annoying, and unmistakable voice. He pulled the phone away from his ear, as he looked for the volume button.
"Oh, hey David. I am about to head to bed, what do you need?" John said to his little brother.
"Well, dad was admitted into the mental hospital again today, and I think he wants to see you. I am here with him, he is threatening to commit suicide again. This time he found a gun."
"Can I talk to him, David?"
"Yeah, here he is."
John walked out of his apartment to get some fresh air. "Hey dad, how is everything going, is everyone treating you well? I heard you are going to kill yourself if I don't come visit you, is that true? I just got a job here and had to work really hard to keep it, I hope my boss will understand and won't fire me while I am gone."
"Yes, everyone is treating me fine." John heard, an old man speak in a scraggly voice on the other end. "You heard correctly, I will end my life if I don't see you soon, because I feel like we are not a family anymore. You here me, be on you way by tomorrow."
Click, the phone was disconnected. "God damn it, what am I going to do about this. My boss is going to fire me if I miss another day, I am not even unpacked and I need to go all the way back to Alaska. And my car is going to die by the time I get there!" He said to himself while still outside. "My life is in ruins unless I can be two places at once. What if he wants me to stay? Would I be able to bring him here instead? If I bring him back, I will need the house ready for him. Maybe I can give Clay a key and if I need to bring dad home then he can get the rest of these boxes unpacked and the house ready." He continued on, pacing up and down the stairs.
He stuck a note on the door of apartment 16 that read,
[small]'My dad is threatening suicide if I am not on the road to Alaska by tomorrow, If I end up needing to bring him back I would like you to do me a [em]HUGE[/em] favor; I put a spare key to my apartment under you welcome mat, if I call you, I will need you to go into my apartment and finish unpacking my boxes. This will help get the apartment ready for my dad.
Thanks,
John
P.S. If you could call me at 1-(416)-738-6927, so that I have your number, that would be great.'[/small]
John placed a spare key under the mat and headed to his apartment. Inside his apartment he set his alarm clock for 4:00 a.m. and went to bed.
Dammit im late! Sorry guys it's just I was caught up in other things...
Ill try and have an opening post soon.
Ill try and have an opening post soon.
It happens from time to time. Have patience, and wait for the others to post, like I am now.
Also, I think we should all be posting in the past tense, not the present.
Also, I think we should all be posting in the past tense, not the present.
"There! All done!" Ryan said, proud of his efforts.
It had taken pretty much all day, but everything was now set up in his apartment. The living room now had the TV, game systems and bean bag chairs needed to be able to properly enjoy the gaming experience. The bed was really difficult to move into the room he decided to make his bedroom, but he managed to fit it in. He liked that he got it positioned so the sun wouldn't hit his eyes in the morning. The sun can be such a rude alarm clock. The other room opposite stayed pretty much empty. Just the boxes in there at the moment.
"Man that room is so empty. I'm just going to have to buy some stuff for that one at some point."
He made his way back to the living room when his stomach started grumbling. "Hmmmm, I guess I earned that Hungryman tonight." He headed to the kitchen to prepare himself some pizza sticks and jumbo popcorn chicken. The dinner of champions.
It had taken pretty much all day, but everything was now set up in his apartment. The living room now had the TV, game systems and bean bag chairs needed to be able to properly enjoy the gaming experience. The bed was really difficult to move into the room he decided to make his bedroom, but he managed to fit it in. He liked that he got it positioned so the sun wouldn't hit his eyes in the morning. The sun can be such a rude alarm clock. The other room opposite stayed pretty much empty. Just the boxes in there at the moment.
"Man that room is so empty. I'm just going to have to buy some stuff for that one at some point."
He made his way back to the living room when his stomach started grumbling. "Hmmmm, I guess I earned that Hungryman tonight." He headed to the kitchen to prepare himself some pizza sticks and jumbo popcorn chicken. The dinner of champions.