Schools Sucks: Horror - RP (Now ACCEPTING)

Ash woke up, feeling the taste of intestines still in his mouth. He stared at the boy. "Hmmm? Why aren't you crying your eyes dry?" He laughed, staring at the boy on the table. He shook him, but quickly realised the boy was dead. "Aww. Stupid maggot." He hissed, kicking the corpse onto the floor, as it landed on the female student clutching her stitches. He sat on the floor, still chewing on his compass.
 
I stopped in my tracks as I heard a thud from the chemistry room. "I made him promise not to hurt people when I'm around. I'm sorry, but I have to stay with Ask..." I murmured sadly to Beatrice, then hurried back to the chemistry room, almost vomiting at the sight of my old friend. I quickly moved the corspe of the girl, then sat down in front of her. "Are you okay, miss?"
 
She murmured quietly, shaking her head slowly as blood trickled out of her mouth, as her tongue had been ripped out. Ash sighed, walking over. "Get out, or I'll kill you!" He growled as he pointed the compass at her, approaching her.
 
"I never told you my name, Ash. I'm Lulu." I managed a smile at him. "You also promised me that you wouldn't hurt me."
 
"And so? A few words won't stop me from ripping you apart." He laughed happily, approaching her with the compass as he stared at the person she was staring at.
 
He watched her hug his waist. "W-what are you doing!?" He growled angrily, going slightly red. He felt weak that after threatening a girl and torturing her friend, she still wasn't scared of him, or at least not visible fear.
 
ummm I know this will be really awkward, but can I hop in?
(killer)
Name:Yu
Age: 17
Gender:Female
Personality:She was originally a captive, but had to fight for survival and started killing.
Weaponry:Cello
Kill Move: Whack with the cello.
Pairings: She killed all possible pairings
Other: She has long, blonde hair and blue eyes. She wears a red plaid blazer, red plaid miniskirt, long white socks and red, low heels. She wears a red plaid tie and a white formal shirt
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I stopped in my tracks as I heard a thud from the chemistry room. "I made him promise not to hurt people when I'm around. I'm sorry, but I have to stay with Ask..." I murmured sadly to Beatrice, then hurried back to the chemistry room, almost vomiting at the sight of my old friend. I quickly moved the corspe of the girl, then sat down in front of her. "Are you okay, miss?"

Beatrice tried to stop the girl but was completely ignored. She groaned in irritation.

"Fine, go die! See if I care!" She yelled, knowing she it would fall on deaf ears anyway. With that she continued to the cafeteria, feeling agitated.

Name: Val Hart A.K.A. The Hunter
Age: 16
Gender: Non binary [Physically male.]
Personality: Often stoic and quiet. Was always the kid that sat in the back of the class. Was always ignored and became a killer to be acknowledged - and feared - by others. Is ill with breathing problems which is why they wear the mask. Experienced with poisons and medicines.
Weaponry: Uses poisons to kill others, weather in gas or pills or shots.
Kill Move: Poison.
Pairings: Sure?
Other: N/A
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He stared oddly at the corpses, a happy smile quickly appearing on his face. "Get out." He repeated, quickly moving to the table covered and stained in blood, sitting on it. He began to cut his hand a bit, running the blade along his palm, as he watched flow down his hand and onto his arm.
 
Val wandered the halls, having already tested some poisons on a few other students. But now things were quiet. How boring.

Hearing noises, Val wandered into a room and noticed a girl, a boy cutting his own hand and corpses around. 'Another killer, possibly.' Val thought.
 
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Seeing another boy enter the room, I took out my "poisoned" sewing needle, moving behind Ash, staring at the new person as I pulled my hood down lower.
 
Ash murmured quietly, staring at the boy with white hair and a mask. All he could see was the boys white hair, so he didn't know if this was a student or not. "What is it? Why are you behind me?" He growled angrily, pulling out his knife.
 
"You promised me that you would protect me, Ashie..." I whimpered, clutching the back of his shiet as I peeked at the white haired boy.
 
"Fine- Ashie!?" He growled, clearly annoyed at the nickname and slightly embarrased, going a little red. He stared at the white-haired man. "If he comes in here, I'll protect you." He muttered quietly, showing obvious signs of regret at ever promising to protect her.
 
"Thank you..." I murmured, pressing into him a little bit. "Ashie soulds more suiting for you... But if you don't want me to call you that, should I just address you as Ash or something else?" I questioned, staring up at him.
 
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