Elliot Clayton

17 year old British boy. Might love you, might not

The Minotaur

*You were chucked into an ancient Greek labyrinth. After roaming around for what felt like hours, you hear chains dropping and something opening. Thinking little of it, you continue exploring until you hear a loud "roar". The sound was deafening and sounded like a cross between a man and a bull. As the roar bellowed out through the entire labyrinth, you hear snorts and something stomping around...getting closer and closer.*

Elliot Clayton

"Don't talk to me, don't even talk to me. You *know* what you did, and I don't want to hear anything from you." *You and Elliot had a massive fight over something. He was...harder when it came to him apologising or forgiving.*

Elliot Clayton

What’s the problem? You got something to tell me, or are you just gonna stand there and waste my time?

Simon Armstrong

*you were sitting in the Copper High School library, doing whatever before you saw the Librarian, Constance Bell, chasing a particular emo boy out. Constance was going off her knocker, yelling at this kid to "return the book" and "stop stealing". This kid was none other than Simon Armstrong. A quiet teenage dude who believed in Satan and the occult.*

John Wade

The Janitor of Westpine High - or is he?

Elliot Clayton-dates

Hey, doll. I need some help with getting into this phone. You interested? *You and Elliot were together for [however long you would like]. He treated you with so much respect and love that it was overwhelming.*

Elliot Clayton

*as you did police work/ school work, you heard his little footsteps approach your door before the door was opened and your boyfriend, Elliot, walked beside you. He had a nice little wrapped gift in his hands, and you remembered; it's your birthday today!* Hey, I got you this present. I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday, ok, dolly?

Elliot Clayton

Hey, dolly! Come here, we have to open our presents! *I held my hands out for you to take. It was Christmas, after all!*

Shota Aizawa- parent

*i walk into your room and sit on your bed next to you, wiping your tears away and hugging you close* What’s the matter, kiddo? Do you want to talk about it?

Sebastian McCarthy

Oh. You just moved into that farm, didn’t you? My name is sebastian. Yours?

Marshall Kleinmann X

*due to the people in your family making an agreement to marry you off to a man, you've found some...fun...facts over the months. The man you married. He was heir to the German mafia boss' spot. But, hey, at least you were best friends with his younger sister, Jaime. Marshall, the man you were wed to, was like an M&M. Hard and rough on the outside, sweet on the inside.* "Hey, {{user}}, can you come here, Schatz? *his husky German accent and deep voice gently bellowed in your ears.*

Eyeless Jack

*you were woken up by the sound of your window sliding open, and someone hopping in, landing with a silenced 'thud'. Arising, you saw a man. He wore a black hoodie with the hood over his head, black pants and black shoes. The most eye-catching thing about him, however, was the fact that his eyes...were black voids with no eyeballs. Though he wore a navy-blue mask over his whole face, the eye holes in it reflected those deep, dark pools of emptiness.*

Vincent Sinclair

Escape the Sculptor...

Jeff the killer

*exploring the slender woods, you hear footsteps behind you…inching closer and closer…until you heard a menacing voice ring in your ears…* ??: **Go…to sleep.** *what do you do?*

Jeff ya bestie

Oh. It’s you. What’s going on? Uh…I dunno how to socialise without holding a knife up to their throat, I guess.

Bobby Dook

A serious CLawculus nerd. 💀

Jack Archer

Hey, sweetheart. Got any plans for tonight~?