Little Numbers RPG

Go follow our Wes!

Thank you SO much Carrie for that WONDERFUL segment. Something about it made me love it. The way you wrote it… The way you said certain words. I don’t know. I just loved it! 

Kurt knew that replying to the mystery man on the other end of the line was crazy. It was probably the craziest thing that he had ever decided to do with his life, which was saying a lot for the boy who had packed up his entire life into a few boxes and headed off to the bright lights of New York City. Still, there was something about talking to that wrong number that was the best and the worst and the craziest and the sanest thing he had ever done before. He didn’t expect it to make sense to anyone else, hell it hardly made sense to him, but he couldn’t stop talking to him. To Blaine. Of course he knew the man’s name by now, they knew plenty about each other by this point, but he knew that, realistically, he knew Blaine about as well as he knew the guy who lived down the street and waved to him every day but never spoke to him. He didn’t know what Blaine looked like, or what he did when he wasn’t roaming the park, or sending him random texts about dogs, or squirrels, or trees. But something about having Blaine constantly there to talk to him, and entertain him, and to vent to and be silly with, even if he was just some guy at the end of some random number made him feel… well, not so alone in a big city like this. He had told himself a million times not to get so attached, but he just couldn’t help himself - “You’ve been awfully quiet all day, Mr. Anderson.”

Bradshaw || 10 years old || Blaine’s new dog 

 Blaine sends a text message to a wrong number by accident. Things progress from there.

Character you want: Bradshaw
Ideas: ((Can we take a walk in the park Blaine? Can we? Can we? Can we? *wags tail* What about that guy you keep texting? Lets go on an adventure! I love adventures!))
Sample writing:

Bradshaw was many things. Well, he was a dog for one. Yet he was also an observer. He gazed up at his owner who petted him and put his leash on. Bradshaw’s tail wagged in excitement and his owner, Blaine, couldn’t help but laugh. “Where are we going today? Are you finally going to man up and talk to that guy you’ve been texting? Kurt? Do you want me to find him for you? Maybe I can pick up his scent. That’s the least I can do..” He said.

But of course, all Blaine could hear was barking and took it as his message that he wanted to leave. “Alright, alright. C’mon Bradshaw…” he cooed, leading him towards the door, the sudden exertion of the leash on his neck urging him to move. He shook his head, forget it…Wes may even have a better chance of manning up and talking to Kurt than he will..

In 3..2..1.. *buzz* Blaine pulled his phone out of his pocket and smiled wildly at the text recieved. Some things never change…Bradshaw thought, running away and pulling Blaine along with him who yelled,”Hey, Bradshaw. Wait up. I’m trying to text Kurt.” He heaved as the dog finally came to a stop in Central Park, Blaine bent over trying to catch his breath and texting at the same time. Go figure.

(Person used: Daren Kagasoff)

Ethan || 21 || Boyfriend of Kurt Hummel || Lives in Chelsea, New York || Born in Chelsea, New York ||

Blaine sends a text message to a wrong number by accident. Things progress from there.

Auditions  || The Rules || Questions? || How I Run This 

Wes Warbler || 21 || Widner Law School || Lives in Upper West Side || Born in Westerville, Ohio

Blaine sends a text message to a wrong number by accident. Things progress from there.

Trying to get Kurt and Blaine together; Friends with Rachel; Best friends with Blaine

Auditions || The Rules || Questions? || How I Run This