hamilton rp

I'm gonna do an actual RP in another thread, but can I make a joke real quick in this one?

(sure ig)

(LMAO)

Can I ask a favor?

Yeah, whats up?

I created an RP but no one is doing it. I was kinda excited about it, so can you do it?

ofc!

what is it?

Uh- ive never played titanfall, does that matter?

Not really. I can explain as we go along

I just started so I know just barely more than you

*John blinked.*

John: "You did WHAT?"

*Phillip sighed nervously and began walking*

*He followed him.*

*They arrived at the dueling ground, George was already there*

*He glared at George with all the intimidation that a former British officer could muster in a stare.*

*Phillip walked over to George*
Phillip: Hello Mr. Eacker, how was the rest of the show?
George: let's get this over with Hamilton, Drop the niceties.

*John walked up behind Phillip.*

John: "You should know Alexander is my friend, and so is Phillip. Win or lose, you treat this boy with respect, or I will strangle you myself."

George: Whatever.
*They went over the rules and George refused to apologize*

*He glared at George again.*

*And so the counting began, Phillip looked super nervous.... but at seven, George turned and fired his gun*

*John jumped in front of the bullet, just in time to avoid Phillip getting hit, at his own expense.*

( =O )

*Phillip whipped around and ran toward you* Phillip: NO!!!

"Son of a- GODDAMMIT SOMEBODY GET THAT KID!"

*His accent seemed to get stronger as he shouted and cursed.*

*Multiple people ran over to George*

*He kept clutching his arm where the bullet hit, cursing loudly.*

Phillip: someone help!!!
*Alexander was running toward them in the distance*

*He stopped shouting and sighed.*

"Dammit, that son of a..."

*His eyes opened as the pain finally hit.*

"SON OF A BITCH!"

*Phillip flinched*
Phillip: Im sorry-
Alexander: what happened!?!

"Phillip challenged someone to a duel because he was insulting you, then the someone shot early so I dove to defend Phillip and now there's a BLOODY LEAD BALL IN MY ARM!"

Phillip: You shouldve heard the stuff he said about my father I was NOT just gonna let it slide!

John: "Phillip, I've heard some pretty nasty things about your father, but I'm not gonna kill anyone about it!"

(Random backstory: John used to be a British soldier but deserted the British army and came to America when he accidentally killed civilians, including his wife and daughter. He has sworn off weapons and by ammo means is a pacifist)

Phillip: Well im not gonna shoot him!

John: "Then why the *hell* would you challenge him to a duel?!"

Phillip: I dunno- I planned on shooting him but- I cant take another mans life, i couldnt live with myself.

John: "I'm afraid you don't have a choice, unless you want to call it off. I'm not sure how your father will react either way."

Phillip: *he pulled out his fathers pistol* What if I aimed at the sky?

John: "Not sure. Just don't shoot first. In my experience, people tend to get trigger-happy if you shoot first."

Phillip: Okay, okay uh... Crap- he's waiting.

*He sighed and stood up.*

"Show me to him."

Lily: Oh?

Phillip: you shoulda heard all stuff he said!

Umbreon: you f**king what-

(OH MY GOD GO BACK- I TOLD MY BROTHER TO REPLY WHILE I TOOK OUT THE TRASH AND AUUGGGGGGHHHH-)

huh?

(just go from "a second?")

Phillip: Can... you? please.

U: fine. but I highly disagree with your actions.

Phillip: Thank you-

U: this George fellow. I know his dad. his son is no man of honor. he would as soon shoot you in the back as steal your wallet.

Phillip: but I cant just let what he said go

Phillip: I challenged George to a duel! *he crossed his arms and began to pace* I wasn't about to let him talk about my father that way!

U: *sighs* jesusf**kingchrist- you're gonna give me and your dad a f**king stroke...

Phillip: I can handle myself! it isn't your problem!

U: it is though. I'm guessing you don't have the foggiest idea on how to do this?

Phillip: Dad explained it...

U: do you have pistols?

*he slowly pulled out his fathers pistol*

U: a second?

U: the person, dipshit.