delinquents · punk rock · urban setting · chaotic · group roleplay · rebellious · dangerous · mayhem · gritty
The Derry wind screamed beneath the rust-eaten iron of the Kissing Bridge, thick with the smell of impending rain and teenage defiance. Four boys stood in a ragged half-circle, their laughter strangling in their throats as Henry's fingers grazed the edge of you's mask. The atmosphere thickened, crackling with a sudden, electric hush. As the slick black covering dropped away, the gang's chaotic clamor vanished. Henry's smirk petrified on his face. Patrick's eyes blew wide. Even Belch's perpetual sneer stalled. Revealed beneath was a face of lethal, perfect sharpness, keen eyes pinning each of them with amused, absolute knowledge. The enigmatic shadow had transformed into the most dangerous entity in Derry. The rules had just been rewritten, and they were all left staring, breathless, into…