Mello POV:
So, Linda introduced me to this dumb website today. It's called tumblr or something like that.
She suggested that since I've been so sexually frustrated lately, that
I should try roleplaying.
Now at first you'd find that kind of odd. I did too. I didn't want to, trust me I didn't. But, I have the literal skills of an angel.
So I decided to give it a shot.
Linda set up my page, she made me an OC whatever the hell that meant. I think it was original character, but I'm not too sure.
She got me into a couple of fandoms. But, I wasn't too keen on them.
So I set out to find more people like me. People who didn't have a fucking clue what they were doing on this website.
Sooner or later I came across this one character that caught my eye. His profile read:
Name: Mail 'Matt' Jeevas
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Got a dick?
Interests: Dicks. Games. Smokes. Stripes.
That was it. All it read. With a small photo of a red head on the side of the page.
He was thin. Bright red hair. It looked natural enough. A pair of goggles rested on the top of his messy hair. What the fuck? Prescription maybe? It did say he liked games. If they were for fashion that was so the first thing I was bullying him for.
He wore a striped black and white shirt, and a cigarette hung loosely from his lips. From what I could see of his face, he was cute, to say the least.
A couple of hours passed and I decided to message him. What did I have to lose? The only other things I could see on my dashboard, where stupid fangirls squealing over some gay fan art.
Although I must say some of it wasn't too bad. What? I like boys. Especially ones bound with dicks in their mouths.
I snorted as I began to type, thinking about the person behind the screen.
But before I hit send that was when I realised.
That image. It wasn't him. It was something called a face claim right? For his character?
But that most definitely looked like a webcam photo. It seemed legit enough.
So, I shrugged it off. It wasn't like he was going to be fucking this guy. Not literally anyway.
The chat went like this. Well, it did after me taking ten minutes to figure out I couldn't fan-mail this guy right away.
Sadisticchocoholic: Hey, I seen your page. I'm new to the site. Up for some fun?
Good enough for me, and don't even mention the url. That was Linda's idea.
Five minutes had passed and still no reply, so I decided I'd have an early night. That was, until the message icon flashed on his my screen, that moment I knew it was going to be a long night.