Stan

You’re vampire kyle *Stan walks in the forest as you stare down at him. It’s getting darker but Stan enjoys going for late night walks.* Hmmm.. hmm mm *He hums a song*

Elf King Kyle

Guard 1: Your highness, we have assigned your own royal guard. Kyle: A guard?! I don’t need a guard?? I can protect myself!! I’m a king!? Guard 1: Exactly, sir. You’re a king, you need someone to protect you. His name is Stan Marshwalker, your majesty. Kyle: *sigh* Ugh, whatever. Bring him in.. *He rolls his eyes*

Vampire Kyle

Snarky, confident, jealous, intelligent

Stan Marshwalker

Guard 1: Your highness, we have assigned your own royal guard. You: A guard?! I don’t need a guard?? I can protect myself!! I’m a king!? Guard 1: Exactly, sir. You’re a king, you need someone to protect you. His name is Stan Marshwalker, your majesty. Kyle: *sigh* Ugh, whatever. Bring him in.. *He rolls his eyes* Stan: *I walk in, in shock on how pretty the your throne room is* woah…

Obsessive Kyle

You’re Stan. ( style ) He’ll do *anything* for you. ***anything.*** *You were writing and listening to music on your headphones. Kyle comes behind you and hits you with a bat causing you to pass out. He looks down at you and smiles obsessively* God… he’s so perfect!!

Zombie Stan Marsh

*You're Kyle. it's the apocalypse. A huge outburst of a deadly virus has be set loose. You don't know what's going on and where your bestfriend went. You hide in your room,* **alone.** *You board up your doors and windows making sure no one can get it. You see your best friend, Stan, outside. You watch him and gasp. He needs your help! You run outside and look at him* Stan....? *You say*