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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2018 18:44:15 GMT -5
(That's great! I know some dogs hate the snow. i.e my baby. Ava. She refuses to go out in the cold, snow, rain, or wind. She also hates all loud noises. Oh! You haven't even gotten to see her yet have you? She's gorgeous)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 7, 2018 18:45:50 GMT -5
(Yeah, some dogs don’t, but others love it and it’s fun to see them play in it! But no, I don’t think I have? She sounds adorable though!)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2018 18:47:29 GMT -5
(She is half pitbull half black lab. She is adorable. She's only 4 months old. I've only had her 2. My boyfriend got her for us for Christmas.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2018 18:48:08 GMT -5
(If you wanna message me on Discord I'll totally send you a picture. All the pictures are on my phone)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 7, 2018 18:57:48 GMT -5
(Ooh, alright!)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 7, 2018 18:59:47 GMT -5
(Our old dm didn’t work and I don’t know if I ever officially befriended you on discord, so I might need your discord user again to message you)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2018 19:34:59 GMT -5
(My discord has been all screwed up lately. My user is rae98#6952. It completely cleared my friendslist. I went from 15 to 0 and I could only find a few of the users I had saved. I had to delete the app twice)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Dec 7, 2018 19:37:44 GMT -5
(Okay Lorelei’s done, I’m so sorry for any typos on there, I wrote it all on a tablet. If it’s a big deal. I can go in and try to clean it up some time soon.
I hope she looks fine too!)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 7, 2018 19:41:31 GMT -5
(Oooh, gotcha, rip discord, it’s weird)
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Post by MissMisty on Dec 7, 2018 22:04:09 GMT -5
(Sorry!! I saw that it had been 6 days since she had claimed it and since she said she would finish it in 1-2 I just assumed she didn't want it anymore! I'll try and either find a new role for her or just make a new character) I'm so sorry about the confusion! I often forget to bookmark things 😰 Thank you for letting me stay in the Rp 😄))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 7, 2018 22:55:45 GMT -5
(Finished Norman’s form!)
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Post by bullets on Dec 8, 2018 11:43:11 GMT -5
( if any of y'all who are on the joining page want to rp with each other, that's totally okay ! and i'll update the joining page in a second ) ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧Anthony sighed, continuing to pick and play with his food, that being the hot lunch from the school's kitchens that looked... less than appetizing. "I'm fine, I'm fine..." He sighed, his tongue playing with his mouth piercings, his snakebites. "Just thinking I guess." His voice was somewhat quiet. He was thinking about everything at once, mostly about the rumours surrounding the Adam kid. He had heard so much about the kid, the kid he once knew. Well, Anthony didn't know him so well. The freshman was in a few of his classes, and they had talked every now and then. They had sat next to each other in classes, and had been just growing as friends... until it happened. His disappearance. It had affected him in a way that he didn't really know was possible... granted he didn't really think about it back then. Sigh. He just felt a heavy feeling in his heart. His chest. It didn't feel so good.
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Dec 8, 2018 11:57:42 GMT -5
“I understand,” Abbey nodded, looking back at the book she was reading.
But she looked up again a few moments later. She hadn’t wanted to say anything more in case she seemed like she was prying, but she also wanted to offer her support in whatever way she could to get friend.
“I’m sorry. I know you knew this Adam kid. Is there anything I can do?” she asked
She was scanning over the page by the time she had finished her sentence, unable to tear herself away from the book, before she read a paragraph that caught her eye. She turned the page towards Anthony, highlighting the paragraph.
“Look at this! November 1985, Florida. A woman was attacked and drained of her blood almost to the point of death, but she survived. You don’t think this could be a copycat kind of situation? I mean, Anthony, this book has several passages about criminals who have murdered people or attacked them and drained their blood. This...this could be something. There could be something from this that we could use.”
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Dec 8, 2018 12:15:49 GMT -5
(Also just wanted to clarify that obviously she’s not even slightly onto the vampire situation yet she’s just looking at real crimes where normal - human, at least as far as she knows - criminals have drained a person’s blood.)
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Post by bullets on Dec 8, 2018 12:18:55 GMT -5
( the jester has been taken by a friend of mine who's joining ! just a note to future joiners ) ( also that's coolin ! yeah i don't want anyone on it, not yet at least ) ( i'll get a post up in a second )
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Dec 8, 2018 12:20:54 GMT -5
(Cool! And yeah, I thought that might be the situation so I’m keeping her in the right area but she’s just going down the wrong track for the moment)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 8, 2018 12:30:49 GMT -5
(Alright so, if anyone wants to roleplay, I’ve got Norman open!)
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Post by bullets on Dec 8, 2018 12:36:32 GMT -5
ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ Anthony's eyes widened a little bit. "The... hell...?" He whispered to himself, looking over the book and reading the passage. "That's really... strange." Normally you don't hear this on the news. Normally you hear this kind of stuff in rumors, or books like Abbey was reading. "Drained of her blood... yeah, that could be something, you're right. But..." Anthony had a few doubts. "How could this tie into Adam?" Anthony wasn't really getting it. Playing with his piercings, he gave her a quizzical look. "Like, how does this relate to his disappearance?" It was then that, as his ears began to tune in to his surroundings, he heard a few things from the table across from them. "Have you heard? The Adam kid was sold into some ring or something!""No no, that's totally not what I heard. I heard the kid was murdered and dumped into the Atlantic!""I heard he joined a cult!"Three voices, blurting out rumours they had heard from their imaginative classmates. Anthony let out a little "huh", before turning back to Abbey. "Jeez... Have you heard that table over there?" Anthony pointed to the said table. "It seems they're talking about the same topics too..."
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Dec 8, 2018 12:43:40 GMT -5
(𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 wanna RP with Lorelei and Alita since they are like adopted sisters? I think it’ll be fun to figure out their dynamic!)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Dec 8, 2018 12:59:46 GMT -5
When he asked how it tied into Adam, Abbey bit her lip, looking down for a moment.
This might be hard to tell him, but it was true. And he deserved the truth, especially because Abbey was spending so much of her time trying to find the truth. She needed to tell him what she thought.
“Well...” Abbey began a little bit hesitantly “I don’t we should ignore the possibility that the same thing could have happened to Adam that has been happening all over the city. It would be shortsighted to pretend that there isn’t a chance he’s been murdered, just because we would hate to think that something like that could have happened to someone we know.”
Anything could have happened to him, and Abbey wasn’t going to ignore any of the possibilities. She really wanted to find out what was happening, figure out the cause of these strange events. To protect her brother, to make it safe to be outside after dark.
Anthony drew her attention to a table of chattering students. She followed his pointing hand to see them, and she tuned in to their conversation, rolling her eyes as she listened to them.
“I give them an F for creativity,” she sighed before adding “but at least people are talking about him. As long as people are talking about Adam, the longer they’ll keep looking for him. Even if their theories are dumb.”
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Post by 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 on Dec 8, 2018 13:09:58 GMT -5
Hey hey, I just joined ^^ Would anyone like to rp?)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Dec 8, 2018 13:17:23 GMT -5
(𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 wanna RP with Lorelei and Alita since they are like adopted sisters? I think it’ll be fun to figure out their dynamic!) (Sure! You want to start?)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 8, 2018 13:19:33 GMT -5
(Hey Spark! I just finished a Norman starter that I was gonna get up, if you wanna roleplay?)
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Post by 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 on Dec 8, 2018 13:21:11 GMT -5
Sure! That would be great!)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 8, 2018 13:21:19 GMT -5
Norman Walters
”Missing person,” Norman whispered under his breath, staring up at the poster on the wall. ”Hmm,” he muttered quietly, pausing for a moment before reaching up and snatching the poster from the wall and promptly shoving it into his hoodie pocket. That would have to be something he added to his room. Not now of course, if he skipped school again Kai would have his head.
So instead Norman continued on to the cafeteria, grabbing whatever food he could and taking his tray to a table in the back. It was long enough that he could stay on one end and the people on the other end of the table and they could a completely ignore each other. A situation that worked out just fine for Norman. He hadn’t been in the city for that long and honestly, Norman had no intention of making friends.
Placing his tray down on the table, Norman slid his backpack off his shoulder and placed it in the spot next to him. Within a minute his section of the table had gone from an empty space to having all sorts of things on it. A whole little set up actually. A small board with paper pinned to it was perched up with a stack of books behind it, a notebook or two had been placed in front of him, and a small bag full of pens and pencil sat next to it.
Looking over his set up with his dark green eyes, Norman grabbed a pencil and tapped it against the table, muttering under his breath as he flipped open his first notebook and scribbled down a few notes in the notebook that was already full of intricate sketches and notes scribbled in all sorts of places. It actually looked like a mess.
”Okay Norman, focus,” he whispered to himself, hand absentmindedly reaching for his tray of food as he wrote down notes.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 8, 2018 13:21:35 GMT -5
(There’s the starter!)
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Dec 8, 2018 13:25:45 GMT -5
(𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨, sure! Give me a few minutes!)
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Post by 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 on Dec 8, 2018 13:31:45 GMT -5
Percy entered the lunchroom long after lunch had actually started. He may have lost the person he was following and gotten turned around. Now he realized how strange that sounded, and if he said that out loud someone might actually call the cops on him but it wasn't what you might be thinking. Percy had made it her personal goal to know about everyone in his grade at least. This sentiment also extended to the other grades, though not as strongly. And that brought up his target. Norman Walters, a new student that had just moved in and was a loner.
This was unforgivable to Percy. He looked around the lunch room until he spotted Norman and the usual smile on his face widened a bit "Excuse me, you're Norman right?" he said, walking over and standing at the opposite side of the table. Percy was generally pretty well accepted by others, but even he knew when someone probably wouldn't like him. Norman kind of gave off that vibe, but he hoped the become friends anyways. As he walked through the cafeteria he had heard people speaking of the missing student. You must live under a rock if you hadn't heard about the missing people. This had worried him, but he wasn't the type to look into it himself.
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Post by stivis on Dec 8, 2018 13:41:12 GMT -5
Steven was sitting by himself in the back of the school's lunchroom. He wasn't too keen on interacting at that very moment since a lot was on his mind, he covered the side of his face slouching over: leaning over lone complimentary cheese sandwich.
The past week he hadn't been attending his classes and the shool board was starting to get on his case, but why wouldn't they? Kids were going missing left and right.
He drew invisible circles in front of him before picking up the sandwich. Two pieces of cheap white bread and a slice of "cheese". He stared at it a long time before taking a bite, it stuck to the roof of his mouth.
He was zoned out, not really paying attention to his surroundings, the chatter around him got louder as the lunch period extended.
( I'm not sure who to interact with, so here's some kind of starter. )
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Post by bullets on Dec 8, 2018 13:43:38 GMT -5
ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧Anthony's stomach sunk to his feet as he heard her say that he might have been murdered. It was a definite possibility... but Anthony couldn't bear to think of it. But his signature smile returned as he heard her remarks. "Yeah, not the greatest, aren't they?" The rumors had been spreading like wildfire ever since those missing posters went up, and those at the table next to them were only the tip of the iceberg when it came to the dark gossip. "But yeah, it is good that everyone's talking about him. My dad, you know, the cop, has been on the case since everyone caught wind of it. I'm hoping they find something... I just hope he's okay, really." Unlikely. He knew that, but he couldn't lose hope. Not now, not ever.
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