Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26889090-20181104015326/@comment-27993411-20181105095130

Chandler ruffles her hair, and takes a step foward towards the middle of the room. Her stance was full of confidence and empowerment; she was going to take back her control no matter what. Duke stood in the corner still. Duke wasn't taking any chances.

"Alright. Everyone is going to stop fighting..." She took a deep breath, and stomped her foot. "And listen to me."

J.D chuckled. "And what makes you think that people are going to listen to a teenager like you? Even Heather Duke over here has accepted the fact that there is no way we are getting any sort of power." He turned his head to Duke, who was shyly nodding, scared as hell.

"And what makes you think you can talk to me like that?" Chandler turned to J.D, a frown deep on her face. "When we get back to Westerburg, you're dead to me."

J.D pulled out his gun, still chuckling in almost amazement that a teenager in a room full of powerful beings would attempt to get any sort of power. Almost as if she was asking to be hurt.

"J.D," Duke went over to Chandler with a look of fear and shock, but that didn't mean she wasnt going to stand up for Chandler. "We know you have blanks a-and you don't scare us, so just put away the gun-"

"You actually believed I had blanks?"

BANG!

And next thing you knew, a bullet had pierced through Chandler's shoulder; causing an immense amount of pain as Chandler collapsed to the ground mumbling curses under her breath.

[sorry for the long post I wanted to do this]