If you only want to roleplay with one other person, or only with certain people, then you can do so here (any genre).
Forum rules Remember, all content must remain child-friendly at all times! Users breaking this rule by using foul language, roleplaying explicit sexual scenes, excessive violence/torture, non-consensual 'romance', or other adult themes may be banned.
Sam furrowed his brows in confusion. The victims, from what Dean and Cas had found, were not related by blood to each other. "What do you mean by that?"
The woman reached over towards the bottom of the fireplace and picked up a small book. She opened it up and handed it to Sam. "I was the mistress at the old orphanage."
Sam took the book and opened it, studying the pages. "Oh." He said softly. "Can you tell me what the victims had in common? Other than all being your children."
The woman pondered for a moment before nodding slowly. "James Thompson." She said with a slight smile. "Lovely young lad." She said, pointing to a small lad at the front if the photo.
She oaused again before nodding slowly. "Last I heard, he was living in the house near that diner. Big white thing - bit ugly if you ask me." She offered.