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ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ 𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙉𝘿.
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03/28/2024 10:50 PM
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RULES
RULES && REGULATIONS ──────── SMALL TO BIG DETAILS⧉ Patience is a requirement, I don't always put forth the best effort due to life duties.⧉ Discord - will only happen through the comfortability of the mun, he is old, less tolerant to dramatics, and childish antics.⧉ Smut / romance is off the table - I view Spike as somebody who doesn't need a partner; he has his own demons and devils he has to work through in order to be a good mate to anybody. Hard boundary on this one.⧉ I don't ship - currently not taking any ships as I haven't quite figured out if that's something I am wanting to humor or not, if I do figure out a route for this character, I'll be sure to update the rules.⧉ Keep IRL and role-play separate - what develops in role-play aren't reflected outside of role-play; if there's any confusion please communicate with me, I don't bite. But always know I will never be out of character unless stated otherwise. I will use ">", "/", or blatantly use "OOC".⧉ Length of writing does not matter - I am happy with one-liner banters, something simple; less is more, they always say. Quality over quantity. I will produce as much as I can depending on the passion of the story at hand.If I find anything else I want in my rules, I will remake the list, and announce such media.
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Lightfall
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03/28/2024 12:13 PM
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The Spirit of Radio. (Drabble)
004. ``` The spirit of radio.Play that song that's so elusive.www.aniroleplay.com/LightfallVaggie was ready to scream. The chaos in the hotel was driving her nuts. It wasn't enough that these people were trashing the place. But the fact Alastor was seemingly just enjoying the madness.And, finally. She had enough. "Out. I can't put up with this anymore! Angel, sweetie. Please. Just take the others out. I don't care where. I need a few bit of peace!"Of course, when they all left, including the staff. It meant Vaggie was stuck alone, but, since the battle she felt isolated. Left alone by the others or, simply shunned for what she was? She wasn't sure. Was she just imagining it, her self loathing simply conjuring another demon to battle with? Or, was it reality. With the chaos they'd left her with though. Vaggie had to clean. Usually, Niffty's job. But. . . Perhaps she'd simply use the chance to get the frustration out of her system.Vaggie breathed out. It was time to get to work but she needed something else. Something loud. Anything to just. Get ger mind off things. Off the deal. Off everything. She headed upstairs, grabbing a record. The one positive of Als own specific musical and stylistic tastes, the vinyls she had in her room were easy to play pretty much anywhere. And there was a decent record player downstairs. Al would likely not approve of the musical selection but, he was gone like the rest. Slipping the record out of its sleeve as she arrived on the main floor, she placed it on the player, let the needle touch the record, and the roar of Neal Pearts drums and the guitar of Alex Lifeson roared out,as she began to clean. Geddy Lees vocals echoing in her mind and reminding her of better times."Know your place in life is where you want to beDon't let them tell you that you owe it all to meKeep on looking forward, no use in looking 'roundHold your head above the crowdand they won't bring you down"Vaggie's hands moved as she picked up garbage left by angel and fat nuggets. She couldn't get too mad at those two. She was glad for the change in Angel, becoming less fake around them. He still gave her plenty of sh*t, but in the sweetest way he was capable of. And, she had begun to appreciate his charm.'You can tell me that I got no classLook around, you'll see who's laughin' lastDon't give me speeches 'cause they're oh so drollLeave me alone, let me rock and roll' As Vaggie moved, her body swaying lightly as the music carried her through the work, she remembered Adam, and Lute, she was glad that they weren't in her life. With the passing of time the way they treated her was more obviously abusive at the best of times. Cruel at the worst. But there were happy moments too. Laying around after a day of training with the two, Adam selecting an album like London Calling or Screaming For Vengeance. Whatever they needed, he seemed to know the songs for the occasion. And they always put Vaggie in a good mood, she could tell the same was true for Lute. In another world the three would have been as close as she was with Charlie. But that wasn't the reality.'The guns replace the plowFacades are tarnished nowThe principles have been betrayedWould dreams gone stale but still let hope prevailHistory's debt won't be repaid'Vaggie moved to the next task, getting rid of the bottles strewn about husks bar. He had a bad habit of storing the old ones, and as she moved her hands, the erratic guitar of the next track made her move faster. It was almost jazzy in its composition. But more modern jazz than what Alastor would have been used to. And as she finished side 1, and moved to flip the record, she felt a shiver at that thought. Like eyes were on her. But, this was typical in the hotel. When one was alone, it seemed everyone felt eyes on them. Sir Pentious had made that clear himself. And as she put the other side of the album on, and heard the opening riff to Fly By Night. . . Her memories of the past flooded back again.'Why try? I know whyThis feeling inside me says it's time I was goneClear head, new life aheadIt's time I was king now, not just one more pawn'Vaggie had listened to this album two days before the most fateful extermination she'd participate in. The one she'd lose her eye, and her status as an angel in. And as the lyrics Lee was singing came to her, as she continued cleaning, her voice began singing along, at first quietly, but growing loud, and proud. Her wings expanding as she took to the roof,"Fly by night, away from hereChange my life againFly by night, goodbye, my dearMy ship isn't coming and I just can't pretend"To anyone listening, it almost sounded like Vaggie was planning on bolting. On ditching it all. That had been her mood, the last time she'd given this record a spin. A desire to flee. To leave heaven behind, but where could she go? She felt trapped. It was in the moments after she'd landed in hell her mind had been made up, she'd not go back up when the cleansing was done. She'd abandon her uniform and hide among the sinners, she couldn't do it anymore. She'd have to put on a show. . . She'd lost, of course. She wasn't an entertainer or actor like Adam or Alastor. She was a fighter. And then, the words to that second verse came from her lips"Moon rise, thoughtful eyesStaring back at me from the window besideNo fright or hindsightLeaving behind that empty feeling insideFly by night, away from hereChange my life againFly by night, goodbye, my dearMy ship isn't coming and I just can't pretend"Charlie had been the thoughtful, and kind eyes that looked back at her, and gave her that fearless feeling, where hindsight no longer mattered. She'd felt empty, before she'd come to hell. She was full of friends. Of joy of laughter and of love. She'd long finished the cleaning, but the song hasn't ended, neither had her singing."Start a new chapter, I find what I'm afterIt's changing every dayThe change of a season's enough of a reasonTo want to get awayQuiet and pensive, my thoughts apprehensiveThe hours drift awayLeaving my homeland, playing a lone handMy life begins today" I will choose a path thats clear, I will choose free will template credit. ```
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𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆.ᐟ
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03/28/2024 03:40 AM
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❛ ♚┊ etiquette.
i guess still rules are unfortunately needed.these are temporary till i actually do a proper layout / format. ❛ ♚┊ mun & muse are of age, that doesn't mean i'm looking for an online romance.nor does that mean it's a-okay to try and get into my characters underwear.i'm up to date with both the anime and manga; just finished a rewatch. UK timezone so replies might be a little spaced out, so i apologize for that. discord is a private space, so will be given if i like you / we write regularly. ❛ ♚┊ character is a non canon; she is gentle criminals daughter;she doesn't have any personal ties to him. she was in UA after being 'rescued' / released,from an asylum but left of her own free will to go down a darker path.her quirk is unpredictable and can often drive her a little 'mad'. i won't explain too much since it'll be on a bio that's to go up soon. i predominantly play her as a villain that's in the league; not opposed to UA storylines either.❛ ♚┊ if you don't have patience; the door is over there. it's twenty twenty four, can we stop being babies and understand people have lives? i have various comittments along with health issues that 'cause my muse to not co-operate with me. i also have two other my hero academia accounts; you can ask for them if you want them. oh and drama? don't even bother. you'll be blocked quicker than arisu can go down a rabbit hole. ❛ ♚┊ small banter is fine but proper roleplays need to be discussed otherwise i won't reply. i don't like being forced into a one sided plot. whilst i prefer to write in multi paragraphs, i'm not a length snob; quality over quantity. ❛ ♚┊ accounts that are just here to get into the 'rabbit hole' will be declined / deleted. if you need it that bad, there's sites and now ai's for that very purpose.that sort of stuff is kept for shipping partners; not sure if i'll be a multi or single LI just yet.
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LOVE LV
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03/27/2024 09:43 PM
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Character-centered tarot readings
[BUNNY] CONCEPT The character’s basic position in the story and in her own fictitious existence. The Hierophant - Divine inspiration. Mercy. Control over spiritual needs. Conformity. IMPULSE The character’s wants, needs, instincts, dementias, etc.. Seven of Wands - Beating the odds. Victory over all competition. Winning a fight or struggle. IDEAL The character’s beliefs, goals, hopes, fears, morals, etc.. Two of Wands - Creative use of energy. Bringing together ideas. Focusing on a single objective. Working together for a common goal. Unifying forces. PAST How the character’s saga began. Nine of Swords RX - Improved outlook. Better health. INTERIM What went on between the Past and the Present. How the character got where he is now. The Star - Hope. Sign of good things. Renewed faith. Fulfillment in life's pleasures. PRESENT The character’s current lot in life. The Lovers RX - Separation. Division. Conflict. FUTURE What is likely to happen to the character in the future. Page of Cups RX - A selfish person. Secretive. A liar or lazy person. [FUSE] CONCEPT The character’s basic position in the story and in her own fictitious existence. Nine of Swords RX - Improved outlook. Better health. IMPULSE The character’s wants, needs, instincts, dementias, etc.. Queen of Swords RX - Cruel and deceitful. Bad tempered. IDEAL The character’s beliefs, goals, hopes, fears, morals, etc.. Ten of Swords RX - Improving situations. A slight edge over one's hardships. A pause in calamity. PAST How the character’s saga began. Two of Swords RX - Flasehoods. Lies. Treachery. INTERIM What went on between the Past and the Present. How the character got where he is now. Knight of Wands RX - Unforeseen disruption. Sudden change of plans. Interruption. Delay. PRESENT The character’s current lot in life. Judgment RX - Fearful of death. Guilty feelings. Worry. Delay. FUTURE What is likely to happen to the character in the future. Six of Swords RX - Inability to break free of bad circumstances. Entrapment in miserable events.I pick the cards at complete random from various points in the deck so how dink ass up there almost got all swords is a mystery 🫠 albeit it's fitting so I guess it worked out.
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Cₒᵣᵣᵤₚₜᵢbₗₑ Dₑᵢₜy Mia
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03/27/2024 04:48 PM
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Mia, Goddess of Mercy
Perhaps some more information is needed to understand our goddess...Mia is a Goddess of Mercy who is new to the realm of deities, because of this she aims to raise her followers so that her power grows and is able to aid them better. She is not a deity to sit and merely listen but will greet her followers or potential ones to answer their prayers. Which often gets her in trouble, she doesn't think to add rules or limits (but I do) and is easily misused because of this.Her wings and halo can be masked from others gazes to appear like a human female should. But she is a goddess so can not grant one the mercy of children from her. Nor can she revive someone slain for a time. She's scared of the God of Death cause he is uaually grumpy from his 24/7 never ending gig. Wealth, glory or even a bed mate... so long as you plea it will show such mercy to you then she won't think to deny it. But she isn't stupid, just easy to manipulate. Mia can tell when she is dealing with a mortal or dealing with an immortal or even a devil in disguise. But again if you claim to be in need of mercy she wouldn't hesitate.How to summon Mia?Simple, pray to the Goddess of Mercy and she will descend down to you. Again she doesn't hesitate ...she really lacks common sense being a goddess and what not.Any Kinks?Please ask
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The Vanguard
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03/27/2024 03:38 PM
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Kaferian Conspiracy , Synopsis
“You land dwellers and your steel. Without it, what are you other than a bunch of hairless apes? At least act like the Archons had intended, wield the flow of The Tide without hesitation. Instead of swinging around pointed sticks, why not turn the land to yours with so much as a mere glance?” - Orland Zyph’ra , Captain of The Maiden’s Wing The Land of Kaferia is an airborne nation created from generations worth of magick’d parcels of land being raised as a safe-haven for The Tide Touched who sought escape from The Dark One’s Thorn on the surface of the Galvian Continent. Here magick roams as free as the magicians who would have been in either captivity, or employed by great generals to wage war. Wanderers from all walks of life charter vessels to brave the winds to find themselves on the cobbled streets of Kaferia for the sake of one thing or another, usually escaping the woes of mad wizards’ curses, or the touch of dreamed demons in their influence. Rarely, one may spot orphans looking to apprentice beneath the tutelage of an older magician, or the occasional mercenary looking for an enchantment. Removed from the affairs of surface life, Kaferians consider themselves above the compulsion to serve any throne and instead swear fealty to the Order of The Tide, a collective of magicians who trace their lineage back to the first of the mansions raised to the skies to create what they now walk on. Shailoh known as ‘The Vanguard’ began his journey in this nation, having chartered a vessel with what funds he had gotten from his parents on his eighteenth name day. When he had arrived, a member of The Order of The Tide had met an unfortunate end at the hand of a steel dagger, causing the nation’s lockdown and of course thrusting Shailoh into a conspiracy unlike any the youth had experienced on the surface.
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Azure Nightmare
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03/27/2024 11:53 PM
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Rules/FYI
1. Patience: I have a life outside roleplay including working, alot of errands, gaming and life. So please be patient with me in replies.i have a discord but I don't give it out so quickly until trust is earn.2. drama: its not something i do or plan to deal with. I been in rp since 05 MySpace, I know how bad people get when it comes to drama and the second I sniff it out I will not hesitate to cuss you out if you bring it to me or straight block you.3 kindness for weakness: I am the type to give people a fair chance so you don't have to worry about me pushing mot giving you a chance due to your race, gender or whatever. That being said please respect me as I respect you. If you hate something I said then speck up, if not don't make a big deal out of something that could easily be nothing.4. Rp Length: I don't mind if someone roleplays with long replies or short replies, just make it detailed enough for me to understand.5. timer: if we are rping and it's been 3 weeks to a month with no reply or some sort of update I will conclude you drop the rp and move on. I don't mind waiting since everyone gets busy but at least give a heads up if life hits you.6. No random starters: they Will not be replied too. Please don't do it. My oc can fit in any time line and almost every setting but alot of them feel very forced. Just give me a heads up before sending it.7. No force/godmod: please...don't. If a situation comes that can trap or imprison my character that is fine, same with defeating her but please don't make up stuff as a rp goes along. My oc is very powerful but definitely not Invincible. 8. No force story: i have a total of 3 ocs (pretty much the same character) and I make their stories unique and detailed so I can not accept anything such as my oc being in another family or being married/romance for the sake of the story. So please don't push anything like that.9. rudeness: in rp my character is a evil bitch. She will say rude things, call your character names and belittle you due to her evil nature. If this feels like it is too much you are always welcome to ask me to tone it down. I had many people take it as me being rude myself.(update more rules later)
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Azure Nightmare
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03/27/2024 11:47 PM
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Mini bio
Basic Info Name: Shi Amaya Shikimori Nickname: Nightmare, Azure Empress, Mother Shi (nun path) Age: 32 Sex: Birth Female/Morph Futa Alignment: Lawful-evil Nationality: Shikimori Realm (a Realm full of gods and all creatures alike) Ethnicity: Black/Asian Race: Baphomet Demi-God (with over 100 other races inside her that she's eaten) Sexual Orientation: Asexual Occupation: Ruling Tyrant, Black market Mercenary, Secret Dark Nun. (currently applying for a nurse job) Likes: Power, Money/treasure, Being worshipped/having minions. Dislikes: Gods, Phoenixes, Heroes, Her Family, Amy (Good self), Tomatoes Favorite foods: Junk foods, meat related food, cheap fast food. Fears: Her birth father due to trauma. Characters Inspired by: Urizen (DMC5), Enchantress (DC), Esdeath (Akame ga kill), Arlecchino (Genshin Impact), Freiza (DBZ), Junko (Danganronpa), Featherine, Satanic LorePowers & Abilities Forms: Base humanoid form, Baphomet Empress (Devilish like boss form) Weapons: Onimaru (broken Red Samurai sword belong to her real self, only owns 60% of the blade part), Savage hand to hand combat and enhanced super strength Abilities: Regeneration, giving sleeping people nightmares as a side effect from her aura, Slime Devouring, Various self-cast Azure Magic abilities, Savage hand to hand/katana combat, Teleport, Necromancy (ability to make Immortal zombies that can only be killed with heavy holy attacks or unknown special abilities), Respawn, Time erase (only up to 10 seconds. 30 seconds in Baphomet form), Time stop (limited), Various Hell magic (Baphomet mode), Time Forward (Baphomet mode). Realm ability: Nightmare Land. A Realm made by her Devouring ability to send her and her opponent into a small suburb city that switches from Misty and quite to hellish and destructive. Anyone Devoured souls stay here, robbing them of heaven or hell. Anyone teleported here by nightmare is stuck fighting her undead minions, Slime monsters who only goal is to devour survivors or other people she allow to stay alive until they went insane and attack anyone on site for survival. Weaknesses: Phoenixes, heavy holy spells, heavy fire abilities. Power scaling: Country level-Star level (humanoid) Cosmic ??? (100% Baphomet mode)(Back story coming soon, if you wish to know just ask)
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Alexander
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03/27/2024 10:06 PM
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Info
Name: Alexander Rosenthal (Alex for short) Age: 18 Gender: Male (Femboy) Orientation: Bi-Sexual Dom/Sub Role: Switch Height: 5ft 6in Weight: ??? Occupation: College Student Hobbies: Streaming, Video-Chatting, Hanging out Personality: Fun, Chill, Lewd, Funny, Horny Alex is an all around pretty chill guy, loving to stay in a play video games. Though he isn't opposed to going out, and partying every once in awhile. He's a full-time college student, who does web design in his freetime, for a little extra cash. He also loves to stream video games, but he doesn't have a huge following, only about 30 average viewers. One day he hopes to reach 1000 viewers, but it's just something he does for fun. For a bit of extra, extra cash, and to feel a bit of a rush. Alex does have a hidden OF, account where he likes to broadcast/record himself. Obviously Alex lives behind his computer screen, when he isn't dragged out of the house.
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𝐴𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑛.
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03/26/2024 05:20 PM
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Description of my character.
Age: 9776 Race: DemonSpecialization: Healing (others but he would only do this with making a deal..of courseAbilities: Immortality, Invulnerability, Super senses, having immense strength and stamina and Immunity.Height: 6’7 Personality: Deceitful yet Honest. Cold and Mysterious. Dominant. Flirty. In the dark, a crack of a whip, and suddenly you're confronted with a daunting being of hatred and flesh. Two fiery eyes and another flicker escapes from its fiery mouth in a fit of rage. Two jagged horns adorns its head, which itself is glowing with incredibly intensityof blackness. Fleshy body. Gaping wounds show an infernal fire within, but you don't wish to find out the probably horrifying specifics.
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𝐎𝐇♡𝐄𝐌♡𝐆𝐄𝐄!!
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03/26/2024 02:20 PM
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like lets hold hands (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) 💕
warning: horror, dismemberment, delusions, blood The shrill scream from the television screen, the height of orchestral music as the chase began between the masked serial killer and the last girl. Purely living because of plot armor, chance, and not having had sex at camp we-should-have-left-the-mountain-folk-alone. It was a B movie and had some gimmick camp kills. Minami thought the toss into the campfire coated in chocolate and marshmallows was a sweet way to go. The thrill was there; that was all she needed for this date night. "Oooh, she's gonna trip!" She whispered, feeling the warm hand squeeze at her exposed thigh from her bejeweled mini-skirt. "See!" A sickening crack of bone, a whimper from the last girl, crawling desperately as the killer crept at an agonizingly slow pace--was he trying to have her away or what? Finger playing with the hem of the jean skirt, her breath did catch a moment she tried to keep her focus on the movie--how could she? Finally, the stars had aligned and she was alone with them! Not only that, but they'd hit it off and made dinner together! We played a quick card game and were snuggling down for a scary movie! Minami had promised herself to take it slow, not to rush, and....that she wouldn't feel so desperate to kiss them. Then why was there a strawberry-flavored sheen to her lips, an extra button popped down from her light pink cardigan to expose tantalizing cleavage, and even as the movie went on, she was nuzzling closer--she had to act a little scared, right? That was the normal thing to do during a date with your crush!A muffled scream disrupted the illusion, the dream, and she scowled a bit. She glanced briefly over her shoulder from the couch, the light from the television set casting her shadow against the wall, before she turned back to her date. "I'll be right back, 'kay? Lemme know if she gets got, huh?" She giggled, brushing her thumb across the palm pressed to her thigh before placing it on the couch.There was an extra skip in her step as she made her way down the hall; the walls were decorated with her accolades throughout her life and some family photographs. The vastness of her shadow melded into the hallway's darkness the further she got from the living room. The bookcase stood at the end, with a vase beside it, and she lifted it up to set it down onto the ground. The muffled noise was louder now, clearly a voice:--ELP!! HE-HELP!!Pale blue fingernails, cut coffin style, were decorated with white wisps and small, shiny stones as she grabbed the spine of the book. It gave way and the bookcase popped open like a door, she stepped inside as her palm slapped against the wall within the room. A few pats and the lights finally flickered on, revealing the woman's look on her face. "You can't even like chill for me to enjoy the movie, huh? Friggin' lame-o!" She yelled down at her crush, and the reality set in again--her reality.Her crush was a crumpled mess over a soft pink table, arms outstretched over the length of with their right hand cuffed, it was clear their nails had dug into the wood of her favorite armoire piece, too! The clanking of the metal handcuffs, the chain suspended up on the tiled roof. A ridiculously sterile-looking environment aside from the dark crimson that slid down from the table, there was a medium-sized puddle of the ichor there, and her crush began to scream again. The blood came from the stump of an arm, a butcher's knife coated in blood cast off far out of their reach. How else was she supposed to enjoy her ideal horror-movie date with her crush while holding their hand when they were so uncooperative?!The action happened before her brain could rationally decide what was the smartest decision, she had stormed into the kitchen while her crush yelled expletives at her and had chopped off their hand in a single, powerful wack as they begged to be released. Her weakened crush was sprawled out on the table, bloodless and struggle would exhaust anyone, and she stepped forward into the single bulb of light in the room. Their fingers spasmed, brushing up against their hand momentarily, she scoffed."Now, you wanna hold my hand? L.O.L" Offended, she yanked her hand back and stomped off. Grumbling to herself, a garble of words that only she could understand she took her seat back on the couch. The severed hand was leaking against the armrest, she took a shallow breath before she hesitantly reached out to the disembodied hand. The television was already showing the credits to the end of the movie; her aqua-colored eyes grew wide."You gotta rewind! I didn't think I'd miss it, don't spoil!" Picking the hand up, she set it back against her thigh, a gentle sigh--this was fine. It was fine.
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Hinata
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🍕 !ʎoᙠ-ʎɹǝʌılǝᗡ
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03/25/2024 03:32 PM
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𝗠𝘆 𝗿𝘂𝗹𝗲𝘀, 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 '𝗲𝗺!
🚫 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐮𝐲. 🚫 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐎𝐎𝐂 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦! 🚫 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰? 🚫 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐩𝐩, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭. 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐚𝐩𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬. 🌀 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 (𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧/𝐀𝐔 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬), 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍! 𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨-𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭! 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲! 🌀 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐑𝐏𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞(𝐬) 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞! 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐲! =More to come soon!=
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Twin Trouble
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03/25/2024 03:31 PM
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Ayame and Asagi
Name: Ayame and Asagi MisakuraAge: 21Height: 5'9" (Both)Weight: 115 lbs (Both)Gender: Female+ (Both)Orentation: Lesbian (Both)Ayame and Asagi Misakura are twin sisters wich an exceptionally close bond. The two do everything together, and share everything between them, the two are never seen without eachother. The two are nearly identicle, the only difference is Asagi, the older twin, has a small mole under her left eye.
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Twin Trouble
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03/25/2024 03:30 PM
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Stuff to know.
You add you start. I add I start.I don't use Discord to RPParagraph and up only, one-lines get ignored, but I don't touch anything close to novella.Random starts or discussion are both fine with me.The twins are a package deal.If you want more info, ask, can only really do generic info here..All RPs with this account will be adult/18+ themed and backed by a little bit of story.Feel free to remind me if I've not gotten back to you after a while. I live a busy life and don't always get online daily.Don't control my character in any capacity.
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