Realistic or Modern Different (Teenager Road Trip Rp)

[summerwine]

Different

A group of outcasts take a trip from Florida to New York City. Sadly, they end up loosing their tickets in a bar fight and have to take a detour in their moms beat up van.


Drama will take place, romances, breakups... Everything you can think of that happen to this group of friends happen.


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ROLES

@QueenOfDisaster Girl One: She’s the free one, always doing what she wants and doesn’t really care what other people think. She’s always high. Girl One is like the groups little sister. She's the youngest of the group and always has to be taken care of.

@Smoaki Girl Two: She’s the kind one. Always doing what she’s told and always is there for her friends. She can get a bit out of hand at times, but she tries to stay pure. Thats all she really can do.

@floridakilos Girl Three: She’s more of the badass. Never really giving a shit and breaking the rules. She really doesn’t want you to say no to her and she’ll beat you up if you do.

@Physiicz Guy One: He’s the hippy surfer who’s always like “Surfs up, dude!". Always being free and living life to the fullest. He loves getting high and sports are his life. Though, the jocks don’t really care much for him. Due to his lack of inability to show up to any game, or anywhere on time.

@Valor Green Guy Two: He’s the nerd of the group. Always trying to do the responsible thing. But he loves to go crazy when his friends are. He has a thing for each of the girls in the group. He’s so stuck in his head that he believes he’s in love with each of the girls.

@ReverseWells Guy Three: Now this guy, he’s the partier. He was apart of the popular crowd until a leaked video of him having sex with a guy came out. And now, being in a small town in Florida. A lot of people judged him. So he was outcasted and brought into the group of outcasts. Guy 3 was curious that night and just wanted to experiment. He still is currently trying to work through his bicurious ways, not really sure how he feels.

 

[summerwine]

SCENE ONE

@floridakilos @Smoaki @Physiicz @Valor Green @ReverseWells

(After the bar fight)

-Girl three @floridakilos is driving

-Everyone is pissed off that they lost their tickets, except for girl one @QueenOfDisaster who is pretty chill at the moment.

-Girl three @floridakilos, has serious road rage and ends up getting fed up with a driver in front of her and takes an exit she isn't supposed to. Now they are on the wrong road, and there's no turning back, mainly because they have no idea where the fuck they are.

(Basically scenes are the instructions to the rp in a way... Basically tells you the settings and what not... Keeps you a bit on tract and not go off the rails randomly.)​

 

[summerwine]

They just made a left. Everyone was so pissed and annoyed. Know what Carrie was doing throughout all of that? Dancing, listening to the blaring music in the car.


She was in the backseat with her legs crossed. She was humming to cheap thrills by Sia as they played on z100.


To be honest, after the huge bar fight and losing their tickets for the plane, she wasn't that annoyed. Plus, right before that she got high on cocaine.


Carrie looked around the car and began to poke the driver, Marilyn (@floridakilos ) and giggled, "Marilyn, at least you already know how it feels to loose things... Because the v card." Carrie joked, trying to lighten the mood... Even though it could have been totally offensive.



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[floridakilos]

Marilyn took a deep breath and looked over at Carrie, shaking her head and smiling softly. "Yes, I would know." She forced a laugh, trying to get herself out of the foul mood she was in. She was happy she was with her best friends though, at least she had them. "This bitch!" She screamed, referring to the person driving in front of her. "This is such shit!" She dangerously passed the driver, sticking up her middle finger.

"Learn how to drive, jackass!" She screamed out the window.

Marilyn inhaled heavily and continued driving, but noticed she was getting off of the highway and through an exit. "Fuck." She mumbled, attempting to get off of the exit, but realized that if she tried doing that, she would probably get her and her friends killed. After getting off of the highway, Marilyn pulled over and closed her eyes, leaning her head on the headrest. "I don't know where we are." She slammed the wheel of the car angrily, causing the horn to honk. She became extremely frustrated. "I can keep driving down this road but I don't know where the hell it leads." She spoke, trying to sound calm but failing to do so.

@ everyone​

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[Valor Green]

Oliver "Jay" Wagner

Jay had been sitting quietly in the front passenger seat, seemingly engrossed in his tablet, aside from the occasional reach for a handle when the ride got bumpy. He'd barely said a word since the incident, hoping not to be noticed even among a small crowd of well-known friends. This was because while a fight was underway, he was in the back of the crowd filming the whole thing. He replayed it more than once during the ride, dreaming of being the one to intervene and put an end to it. It was only when the regret of inaction became too much that he instead started playing one of his idle puzzle games to ease himself. He also hoped that no one would remember it was he who was supposed to be responsible for the tickets, until he handed them off for already having too many things in his pockets. He specifically wore his jeans with large side pockets for just such a reason, yet between a phone, wallet, lighter, sunglasses, a couple pens, a bag of change, and some small charging cords, there were few places left on his person to store tickets. What did he even need to bring a lighter for? He'd long forgotten the rationale behind many of his decisions.

Still, as the car came to a stop and the opportunity arose to prove useful, he couldn't remain silent. As he went to turn on the GPS on his tablet, he realized the battery was critically low. "Shit," he muttered under his breath. He went ahead anyway and brought up the map, offering it over to Marilyn.​

"We're just a couple hours from the stateline," he mentioned calmly. "I mean, we know as a general rule; go north."

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@floridakilos

 

[summerwine]

@ReverseWells

 

[ReverseTex]

Beck rubbed his hand, he was the one who did the hitting at the bar. He was pissed that his friends pulled him off, he could've kicked the guys ass! "Why did you pull me off? I was gonna kick his ass! I thought I was gonna get a trophy for it!" Sarcasem still didn't make his mood any better. He leaned against the window, and cursed under his breath. His knuckle was bruised from punching the guy, and he had a slight cut next to his eyebrow, probably from a bottle. "Hey Mar think you can drive a little straighter, and less honking? Don't wanna get pulled over."

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[floridakilos]

Marilyn Prescott

"Alright..." She responded to Jay, trying to calm herself down. She turned around and eyed Beck, squinting at him. "Drive straighter? Less honking? Says the one who just got into a bar fight. You're the last person that should be talking." Marilyn felt herself grow angry. She pulled out of where she stopped and stepped on the gas pedal, causing the car to speed down the road. Mar kept her eyes on the road, trying to hold herself back from smacking Beck. He was one of her best friends, but she often felt the need to punch and/or smack him sometimes.

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@ReverseWells @Valor Green


(Sorry for the short post and no gif, I'm on my phone.)

 

[Physiicz]

Adam sat at the very back. He really didn't mind what was happening as long as he still had his weed. And he did. Adam slowly rolled a joint already feeling the sensation of being high just by thinking of the weed. Finally he had rolled his joint. He admired his handy work, ignoring everyone around him. Then he slid a lighter out of his pocket and lit a flame before lighting the joint, smoke spilling all over the vehicle. He raised it to his lips and took a long hard drag then blowing a stream of smoke out. "Ahhh" he giggled, feeling a warmth wash over him.

 

[ReverseTex]

"Christ sake Adam!" He said rolling down his window, letting the smoke escape. He hated drugs, including weed. It was less harmful as most, but he couldn't stand it. With the stench of weed, and the bad driving, he was ready to throw himself out the window. "I was trying to save your asses, but you pulled me off! If you guys left it to me, we would be on a flight tomorrow to New York!" He hated bickering, but he was in a bad mood.

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[summerwine]

Carrie took her sweet ole time staring out the window. She was continuing to hum the tunes to the radio. Carrie wasn't paying much attention to what was happening besides what she was doing.


Then, hearing the loud voice of Beck, which worried her very much so. She hated loud noises coming from men, it made her feel so uncomfortable, despite the fact that he was still their friend. Carrie took Adam's blunt out of his fingers and took a long drag and blew out a long puff of smoke. She closed her eyes and leaned her head on Adam's shoulder, "Would you just calm down all of yall." Carrie said in a very chill manner and giggled, "So what if we lost our tickets, it's the journey, not the destination, silly gooses."


Carrie leaned forward and tickled the nape of Beck's neck, "Bruh, the tickle monster will be after you in a second."


(I meant to put goose's btw )) @ everyone

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[amxlia]

"Guys, please," she pleaded, rubbing at her forehead," just stop with the bickering. I get that we're all a bit pissed off and annoyed, but no matter how high she is already, Carrie is right. Everyone just needs to calm down."


She'd had a bit much to drink at the bar before the fight had started, and she was paying for it now. Deciding not to think about how much worse it would be in the morning, she rested her head against the window and sighed. If they were going to stay still much longer she wanted to get out of the car.


"Any ideas of what we should do for the night?"
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[summerwine]

Carrie rubbed Leah's brunette head of hair softly, "Oh Leah, you must calm down with the drinking... Hangovers don't look good on you." She giggled and wrapped an arm around her.


"Hm," Looking around, Carrie started to feel the munchies, "Who else is hungry?" Carrie said as she noticed a sketchy Seven Eleven, "Ooo, food!"


Carrie pointed to the Seven Eleven and persuaded Marilyn to pull over to the store, saying that it was getting late and that there was nothing else around on this empty road.


(NO ONE POST YET, SCENE TWO COMING UP SHORTLY)
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[summerwine]

SCENE TWO

*We all stop off at a Seven Eleven and roam around for a while*


-Coming out of the Seven Eleven, the car gets towed and we don't have enough money to get it back.


-The three girls seduce the lonely cashier while the boys steal the cash from the cash register in the Seven Eleven and make a run for it.

-Finally finding a motel we all stop and stay there for the night until the car shop is open to get the car.

@Smoaki @ReverseWells @Physiicz @Valor Green @floridakilos (And me )




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[floridakilos]

"Seven Eleven it is." Marilyn smiled. She quietly listened to her friends' conversations. Half of them were drunk and high, but hey, who's judging? Marilyn pulled into the parking lot and sighed a sigh of relief that she could go grab a drink or two. "I'm getting you a water bottle to sober you up." Mar smiled at Leah. She coughed and tried waving the smoke away from her face. "Damn." She continued coughing and laughing. She turned the engine off gently and got out of the car, flipping her hair. "I need an energy drink." She yawned and stretched. "Lets go." She motioned her friends to follow.

@ everyone​

 

[Physiicz]

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Adam took one last drag of the joint and flicked it on the ground as he got out. He seemingly had a permanent smile on his face and he walked towards the seven-eleven. "I'm gonna buy the biggest thing they got" Adam laughed to nobody in particular. He slowly pushed the door open and walked all the way up to the counter. The cashier was no where to be found so Adam started banging on the counter and singing some random songs. "iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnttttttttttt myyyyyyyy fooooooooooooooooood. Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my fooooooooooooooooood iiiiiiss what I wannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnt" he sang giggling in between words.

 

[ReverseTex]

Beck was just happy to be out of the Pot on Wheels. He made his way into the Seven Eleven, a Slurpee was on his mind. Being out of the car made him feel better, it was crowded, and smelt like weed, two things he hated.


He stood at the Slurpee machine, and pulled the lever down, dispensing a cherry slush. He stuck the lid on, stabbed a straw in, and was on his way. He was kinda hungry, but it was late, and his friends would share. Hopefully.
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[amxlia]

"Oh thank god, food," she said, sighing in relief as they all flooded out of the car and into the small and rather sketchy Seven Eleven. Everyone headed off in different directions, and Leah herself headed directly for the Hot Cheetos on display. She usually liked food even more spicy, but since Takis weren't really her thing, these would do. If anything, she was just glad to be out of the car, even if the cashier kept giving her a weird look every once in a while like she'd done something wrong, or maybe it was something else... she didn't even want to think about it.
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[Valor Green]

Oliver "Jay" Wagner

Jay was the first out of the car, unable to stand the smoke. He didn't want to spend this trip on a contact high.​

"You know, a hair follicle test can detect that stuff months after the fact..." he said as he stretched out, though no one seemed to listen.

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He followed into the store, looking first and foremost through the selection of candy bars. He picked out one of his favorites and went through the rows of shelves to see what other snacks were on offer.

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[Physiicz]

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Adam then slowly but surely stopped his singing and decided against jumping the counter. He turned around and walked towards the drinks section. He grabbed the biggest bottle of cola he could find which was 3 litres much to his delight. Then he walked back towards the cashier, grabbing chocolate and candy as he walked. Finally he dumped it all on the counter.

 

[floridakilos]

Marilyn Prescott

Marilyn walked into the building and sighed, looking around for something to eat. She was starving. Walking up to the candy section, she grabbed a few packs of m&ms and went up to the cash register to purchase them. "Pack of cigarettes as well, I don't care what kind." She whispered to the cashier. She was always embarrassed when she had to buy cigarettes. It meant she had already gone through a pack. Although, she wasn't as embsrassed about smoking. Just buying he actual pack. Marilyn laughed as she watched her friends pick out what they wanted, and looked over at what Adam had picked. "Damn." Her eyes widened. "That's a lot of soda."

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@Physiicz