Short rp stories

[Jacksblackpearl]

Have you ever written a short story about characters of an rp you're in ? Ever wanted to write a special scene between your character and another character?

Here is your chance to post those stories. Entertain other obsessed people ;D enjoy

xx Mandy

[Daz]

Hmm... I have like one Crystal type one...
But im sure itll bore you
theres no pirates in it. yet.
lol.
Its set after Jack.

[Jacksblackpearl]

haha well whatever makes you happy to post here, you can post it ;D

I've always wanted to write some Jack and Giselle stuff, about them falling for eachother and stuff like that, but I didn't think it would interest anyone in the fanfiction section so here's the perfect thread!! I'll start writing soon ;D

[Jacksblackpearl]

Here is a little something I wrote last night

First Date

11.55
He slowly gets out of the car and walks around to the passenger seat. She gets out, holding his hand as he offered it. The radio is playing a slow song by the Rolling Stones, one of his favourite bands. The cheap wine has played it’s part, making her looser then she normally is. She ends up in his arms, like he intended. Together they dance slowly. Her head is on his shoulder and his arm is just above her butt, he has to start slow cause she might be drunk or tipsy but not stupid.

11.58
After the song ended she looks up and stares into his eyes ‘Aww.. now that was a nice song to dance to..’ she says giggly. ‘What song?” Jack jokes and looks back at Giselle. “I can’t remember.. my brain’s not working straight anymore’ she mumbles. ‘All I know is that I wanna dance longer’
‘when does your bus leave?” Jack asks her, not taking his eyes off her to look at his watch. ’12.04..couple more minutes..’ She places her head on his shoulder again and sighs ‘I bet you’re a good dancer, and this was only a slow dance’ she giggles again.
With one eye open he decides to pop the question, it might be easier now that she’s tipsy afterall. ‘Why don’t we find out? This Saturday, eight o’clock in Mcpheirsons?” As he waits for some kind of slap from her or at least waiting to hear her laugh at him, afterall.. she’s the newly discovered model and he’s .. not anything quite like her, he keeps his eyes closed and focuses on the sweet smell of her hair.
Giselle pulls back a little, her arms still around his neck, ‘Are you asking me out on an official date? ..wow..” She blushes and looks down ‘That would be nice’
A sigh of relieve escapes Jack’s lips but of course, being the guy he is he covers up his relieve by laughing a little ‘good, that’s settled then’ He watches her and grins a little. He’s got the model now..

12.04
Their thoughts and words are roughly interrupted by a bus pulling over near the busstop where his car and that of another guy of the group is parked.
“ooh, can’t miss that one or my parents will be furious..’ She quickly let’s go of him and turns around, grabbing her purse from the passengers seat. ‘gotta run’ she says, turning giggly thanks to the wine again. While running towards the bus she nearly trips a little and just before she enters the bus she turns around to Jack ‘Don’t forget, I’ll be ready at eight…Saturday’ she smiles at him and then gets into the bus. The door closes right behind her and it drives off.

12.05
He watches the bus leave, a grin on his face. It’s the laughing and yelling of the others that make him remember to go back to reality. Ana, Anouk and the others are coming back from their ‘fieldtrip’ by the highway. Glad he didn’t went with them but happy they’re back he waits for his friends.

She walked to the back of the bus and looked outside the backwindow to the vague figure sitting on the hood of his car.
Her very first date, with the guy she had a crush on for months.. could life be any better at that moment? Definatly Not.

[PirateOTC]

^^ aww that was cute! ;D

[Jacksblackpearl]

Thanks ;D I really enjoyed writing it and I've had this in my mind ever since I was in london

[PirateOTC]

You must feel so relieved to have written it down

[Jacksblackpearl]

Yeah, though I haven't had the inspiration to write it the way it is now, so I guess it's not a bad thing I waited a bit

[Jacky]

Adorable! I LOVE it ;D

[Jacksblackpearl]

Okay well.. here's sort of a short story from Any about Jack and Giselle. It's from Giselle's / my point of view and it kinda describes something in their past and a little of their present. Not sure wether it's good, but I liked writing it

Sudden beginnings, sudden endings

Now that I look back I wish I’d actually talked to you. Now that I look back I wish you would’ve come to visit me. Now looking back I know that I could have never expected the future turning out this way.

After three official dates we went steady. I called you my guy, you called me your girl. But only in front of each other. Noone could know about it. Just me and you. For after all the relationship we had was forbidden. My parents hated you. My parents hated your kind. They were afraid their little girl would get hurt.
They knew nothing. I knew you were the good kind, behind all that tough-talk and cool way of dressing up. I knew the real you, I’ve seen the real you for a couple of months.

He was my boyfriend for a total of six months. Then it ended. It started out of the blue and it ended out of the blue.

”Your place or mine ?”
“You know I don’t have much of a place right now’
‘yeah.. we can go to our pool house afterwards..we’ll have to meet half way’
“I’ll pick you up at nine, at Murphies Burgers”
“Good, meet you at nine”
“..bye gorgeous’

Hours of preparations. A party of a mutual friend. What to wear? Tried on a dozen outfits and ended up with a summer dress, simple and not too catchy for my parents sake.

‘finally, you’re here, those guys were staring at me.. I pretended I was having a phoneconversation with noone to not make them come to me’
‘haha, that doesn’t surprise me, crazy’ He kissed her and they drove off in a borrowed car. After all, he needed something to show off with, if only for a night. If only for his girl.

The party was okay, we had fun. We cuddled, we kissed, we did everything at this party that we couldn’t do elsewhere in public.
You brought me home. Home to the Pool house ..

”quickly, come inside, I don’t want to wake them’
‘are you sure you want me to stay here aswell?”
‘yes I’m sure, I already told you before, now close the door’
He closes the door as he looks around. The pool house. He’s been here many times before, but never actually stayed over.
I sat down on the couch and looked at him as he was standing there ‘We..eh.. we can share the bed… if you want to’ I said, careful and hoping to hear a sure,fine with me or a simple yes.
“..Are you sure?”
‘will you stop asking me that already? I’m sure enough to ask you and I am sure enough to do it’
‘Good, we’ll .. share..the bed’ he tells her and sits down next to her, taking her hand in his. Her hand is trembling. All the more reason to be careful. She’s like a glass doll. Careful not to break her..

Careful he was, sweet, gentle even. I don’t think many would have thought that. Including my parents. But I figured it out. I experienced it. I wasn’t going to let this guy go… I thought..

Three more weeks everything went fine.
Until that one night
“Darling, we are moving next week’
“what ? where to ? WHYYYYY?!”
“England, I’ts for my work’
‘NO, I won’t go. Nah-ah, I’ve got friends here daddy! You can’t just take them away from me’
‘You can visit them sometimes, or call them, or write them.. We are moving and that is it, period”

If only you knew. I wish the week had never ended. Our late nights. Our last night.
Dreaming about them, remembering them, wishing they’d come back. But after that day they didn’t.

‘We’re leaving dear! We have to catch our plane! Say goodbye and hurry!”
“In a minute, dad!”
He looked at me and stroked my hair behind my ear ‘Goodbye Giselle’
I stared at him. Hating the distant, but knowing there was no other way.
“Goodbye Jack..will you write me some day?’
“I will.. call me.. okay?”
‘I will..I promise..’

I never called, didn’t have the guts to do it, thought you’d already forgot me..
Looking back I can’t say I regret what happened, because after all.. we got to shock my parents again. Things happened for a reason. A good, very good reason.