Hi! This is my first ever story, i hope you enjoy! :D This story is basically Vincent x Rody from the game Dead plate, and it starts at the beginning of Ending 3/4! (Google if you dont know the ending ;] )
Not 100% accurate personalities!
TW:
Smu...
(Based off ending 3/4!) ((Original writing starts here :3))
𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑛𝑡: Thinking 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐭: Emphasising something/ making something more clear
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[Rody's pov]
V: !- R: -! V: ... R: ... ........... R: Hey maybe we can talk about this-
𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐞. "- wait, d- DON'T COME ANY CLOSER! -" Just as i say that Vincent pounces on me like a lion catching it's prey. I manage to dodge him and his knife right before he gets to me. I start running around in the kitchen, i can hear my own shakily breath. Vincent starts standing up and looks me dead in the eyes. The eyes of a killer. It sends chills down my spine. Without knowing what to do or where to go, i just ran. Anywhere. Anywhere that was safe from Vincent. Without thinking or seeing from the tears that had swelled in my eyes, i didn't know that i had ran BACK into the freezer. I didn't realise until i was in the freezer. It was to late. He was behind me.
As i reached the end of the freezer, i slowly turned around...facing the shadow of a killer. He was standing in the doorway, knife in hand. There was nothing i could do anymore. 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘，𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑡! 𝐼𝑚 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑. He slowly started approaching me. " Ohh Rodyyyy....." he was saying while scraping his knife against the side of the walls. I could only see his bright , psychopathic eyes. Staring at me, lusting for blood. I backed away as far as i could against the wall as he was walking towards me. There was nothing i could do anymore but accept death. Finally. He had reached me. As i looked at him one last time, he stared back at me with open eyes and a wide smile. I closed my eyes, ready for a knife to go through me at any moment. But, as i waited and waited, nothing happened?? I suddenly felt something grab my hip and my shoulder.
I slowly opened my eyes to see Vincent staring back at me. "Awhh.. are you scared little bunny?" He said while smirking and even laughing a bit. He obviously meant it sarcastically, but it still kind of hurt me. "Wha-what are you going to do to me Vince?..." i say, scared for my life." Well, i'm not going to kill you if that's what you think." My face lit up. Shocked, yet happy. "Wait, r-really!?" I stared at him for a couple of seconds until i felt something grab my wrist. I was..confused?? He didn't say anything towards me, but started dragging me out of the freezer. "V-vincent! What are you doing?!" Still scared out of my mind. We made it out of the freezer and into the kitchen now. He dragged me across the counters and into the dining room. As soon as we entered the dining room, my eyes quickly started to notice something different. 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙?! 𝐻𝑒...𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑦 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚?.. He dragged me right into the middle of the room. He probably must've seen my confused face, because the next thing he said was: "Let's dance. One last time."
He walked over to a radio he had placed onto another table. 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑠𝑦𝑐𝑜𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑐 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔... As the music turned on he turned around, and faced me. "So Rody..ever learnt how to dance?" He started grinning towards me. I slowly..gave a small nod towards him. "Ahhh, great. So no need to teach you." He walked over towards me. Knife still in hand. I gulped as i imagined what he would do with that. Until.. he was right in front of me. Face to face. He grabbed my left hand and placed it on his hip. He then placed his right hand on my hip which made me jump a bit. With our spare hands we interlocked our finger together beside us halfway in the air.
Reference: (I rlly need to learn how to draw😔)
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