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Post by 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊 on May 3, 2019 4:18:23 GMT -5
Hey y’all, sorry to have been gone since we’ve started! It’s been that kind of week. Twila’s profile is good enough that I can start roleplaying with her now, I’ll get up a starter for her soon! Probably for Skylar once you’re ready to roleplay her if that’s alright with you, ScorchR ? (Also, oh god, it’s finals time? Good luck to you all!!)
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Asexual
Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on May 3, 2019 8:49:00 GMT -5
Gabriel Ashton With Jack Alabama (Protractor )'How... intriguing,' Gabriel mused as the boy stood. There was a hint of fear in his eyes, a hesitation in the way he looked at her. She had always tried her best to... Fly below the radar, so to speak. Her reputation before the incident had been carefully cultivated to be open and welcoming, but in the previous months something had changed. There was something primal about the way they avoided her gaze, as if they didn't really mean to do so but couldn't help it. It was freeing, in a way, to not have to constantly keep up a facade of perfection and friendliness.
'Still, the parents are getting worried,' She mused, easing herself to her feet and grabbing her fallen book, 'Someone new to deal with would be a small price to pay to keep their noses out of my life. Especially if they're easy to control.' Her black trousers were a little dirty from the fall and the was a tiny rip in the sleeve of her favourite dark blue shirt, but nothing that couldn't be fixed.
Gabriel glanced up at the boy, only for him to mutter another sorry and begin to walk away. 'Well, that won't do at all,' She chuckled to herself and took two strides forward. Reaching out, she gently hooked two fingers into the back of his shirt and tugged lightly to get him to stop, striding around to his front with an easy smile on her features. Her fingers trailed around to tug out the same earphone. "Hey, easy there," She said, giggling slightly as she tried to put him at ease, "You don't have to go runnin' off. At least give me a chance to apologise as well."
Tilting her head with a smile, she clutched her book to her stomach. A strand of hair fell in her face and she tucked it behind an ear, smile turning a little bashful. "So, uh, sorry," She continued, rubbing the back of her neck, "It wasn't all your fault, I wasn't really looking where I was going either." Expression firming, she stuck out her hand to shake. "I don't believe we've ever been introduced," She chirped, smiling brightly, "The name's Gabriel. Gabriel Ashton that is."
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Post by ScorchR on May 3, 2019 11:40:53 GMT -5
Haven't really had much time to finish up my form. Have an essay due tonight, a presentation due Monday, and then a final project due every day after that. None of the things I've mentioned are near completion except the one that's due last. So yeah, I'm super busy and stressed. Once I can though, I'll finish the form and be good to rp with whoever.))
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Post by Protractor on May 3, 2019 15:58:10 GMT -5
Jack took her hand a shook a couple times before dropping it."Jack Alabama."He answered.This won't end well.He predicted to himself.He didn't quite enjoy interactions with people around him,save for a select few.There were multiple ways to screw up in these situations.The wrong looks,words,and actions were in categories all their own.Add that to the personalities and beliefs and you got trouble.
It was in this certain situation that he knew he'd screw up majorly.It was in his nature to mess up at the worst times and if any time there was,this was it.Gabriel was a very scary person.She was manipulative,cunning,and on some levels bad tempered,depending on who you asked.
"Introduction complete,now I'm going to go."Jack replied quickly and started off again,this time heading towards where Foxglove was getting his ass handed to him.
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Post by shades on May 3, 2019 16:00:16 GMT -5
Eh. You don't really have to finish the form. Nobody finishes their forms in my rps and I give less cares.
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Post by Protractor on May 3, 2019 16:05:44 GMT -5
wait,we don't?I put way too little much effort into mine
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Post by shades on May 3, 2019 19:34:18 GMT -5
I was waiting and seeing if Honey wold reply. But shall I try and get something up before the weekend?
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Post by Protractor on May 3, 2019 20:06:16 GMT -5
I was waiting and seeing if Honey wold reply. But shall I try and get something up before the weekend? No,you'll try and get it up at 12 am,making it Saturday
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Post by shades on May 3, 2019 22:30:21 GMT -5
this is trash. and im sorry, but this is trash. ___________________________________________________
Friday, Mar. 1st 7:55 am
This is sad. Alexa, play Despacito.
He paused for a moment, considering insanity at the prospect of Quick Brown Fox and Rapid Rabbit battling with two blunt kitchen knives while Luis Fonsi Despacito blares in the background.
“Nah,” Samuel middle-name Sammy Smith thinks, “Better roll with the punches.”
His hands were flat against the firm cement, that was one thing he was aware of. He was also sitting; so he definitely did not hit his head, or get a concussion. Wide eyes looked down at the normally uncracked cement that was warm in the blazing sun, and blinked slowly. Wait… why was there suddenly a crack in the cement? His eyes snapped open of their own accord and he was instantly met with a rather noticeable dark sliver that made his stomach roll with nausea. Sammy shuttered from it instantly, lifting his hand away from the crack and folding them in front of him like a berated 4-year-old.
Correlation does not equal causation. Correlation does not equal causation.
Yeah, the cement sidewalks that were paved last summer a part of the tax funded re-modelling to Truesdell High School was totally cracked after three fourths of a year.
Totally.
Sammy looked like anyone else—not bad-looking, but nothing out of the ordinary. He has a pleasant face, and blondish hair, and a pair of deceptively-placid blue eyes that can turn bright of assessing or in a damn daydream in an instant. See, if Sammy tried to explain why he noticed the odd nuances of the school, the conversation would go like this:
Sammy: —completely unintelligible humming and haws—
Anyone else: I N D E E D, S A M M Y.
He stood up finally, waving his hands at Ely in the ‘it’s ok, I’m fine. see no blood, definitely fine’ sort of manner—which was flailing. and grabbing her sleeve because Sammy wasn’t quite certain if he could use the excuse of ‘correlation does not equal causation’ in the case of Ely’s fist and Foxglove’s face, especially when he witnessed it. He also wasn’t certain if the lawn was long enough to mow the blood stains out of the grass; or if Foxglove’s greasiness would cause a stain to remain cemented in the sidewalk forever.
And Sammy wasn’t sure he could walk over a grease stain knowing it was once where Foxface laid in the pool of his own blood.
Oh yeah, and Sammy totally snorts loudly when Beau —probably— punches Foxy Loxy; he also pulls out his phone and sends a mass snapchat of Vulpix’s broken body with the caption “swiper no swiping” because he can and he’s petty, and correlation does not equal causation, but karma is a f-cking bitch.
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Post by 𝓑𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫 ♥ on May 3, 2019 23:21:12 GMT -5
howdy
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Post by shades on May 4, 2019 0:14:18 GMT -5
AAAAAAH. Hello. Yes. Welcome back to le forums.
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Post by 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒𝖻𝖺𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗋 on May 4, 2019 10:01:22 GMT -5
BRIAR!!!
i've got graduation today and a bridal shower tomorrow so i don't know when i'm gonna be able to reply. i implore you to go on without me!
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Post by 𝓑𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫 ♥ on May 4, 2019 11:10:12 GMT -5
hewwo fwens o3o~ congratulations on graduating, honey! college can eat a d---. i'm going out of town for a couple days w/ my woman starting sunday but i can get a post or two up beforehand. any idea where i can/should hop in?
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on May 4, 2019 14:48:46 GMT -5
hi hello that was beautiful shades xD
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Post by 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒𝖻𝖺𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗋 on May 4, 2019 15:00:08 GMT -5
and i'm not even done yet! i still have graduate school to get through!
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Post by shades on May 4, 2019 15:20:44 GMT -5
Good luck Hon!
Briar, you could hop in anywhere. I don't care, I know Chimera and Scorch are free.
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on May 4, 2019 20:03:22 GMT -5
Ely Jensen "she's a little sass and a lot of badass"
Ely isn't really shocked when she can pretty much see "Alexa, play Despacito" running through Sammy's head. Honestly, she thinks it's in the look in his eyes. And then he's calming her down, and is that his phone? Oh, hers just went off. That's - that's a picture of Foxdumb and B*tchregard on the ground with the caption 'swiper no swiping' and she's a bit too busy laughing to really pay attention to his hand on her sleeve telling her he's okay.
So, maybe it was a bit unreasonable to turn and storm towards the two fighting boys in a quiet, calm sort of rage that she's pretty sure makes it ten degrees colder around her.
Where was her impulse control - aka Jack - when she needed him?
All Ely really knows is that Jack was very much not doing his job at the moment - because how else does she end up between the warring boys like a brick wall. 'The Great Wall of Ely' sounds nice, doesn't it? She takes every bit of strength there is in her 5'2", 140 pound body - which is a surprising amount, but she does MMA so it isn't really that shocking - and pushes her way between them, straightening her arms out until each boy is on one end of her.
"Listen here Vulpix and Naruto. I get that nothing sounds better than knocking each other around and leaving the other in a bloody pulp at the moment, but can you maybe take this somewhere that actual real live children are not? Just, you know, for safety's sake?" she growls, rolling her stormy blue eyes for what felt like the tenth time.
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Post by shades on May 6, 2019 14:54:16 GMT -5
Hello friends. I am here. I actually took a second job cause my main job hours are going severely down soon.
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Post by 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒𝖻𝖺𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗋 on May 6, 2019 16:06:35 GMT -5
i'm sorry, shades. that really sucks
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Post by shades on May 6, 2019 18:29:08 GMT -5
It's summer. It happens. Luckily my second job is my old amusement park job! With a raise plus being paid for training! Sadly though I still need a third job and that's what will kill me. But it's a summer camp job at the YMCA if I get it.
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Post by Protractor on May 6, 2019 18:35:07 GMT -5
It's summer. It happens. Luckily my second job is my old amusement park job! With a raise plus being paid for training! Sadly though I still need a third job and that's what will kill me. But it's a summer camp job at the YMCA if I get it. Meanwhile I'm over here getting 5 bucks a week for basically not dyeing lol
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Post by 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒𝖻𝖺𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗋 on May 6, 2019 18:38:30 GMT -5
that's a lot of jobs! are you even gonna have time for anything else??
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Post by shades on May 6, 2019 18:59:21 GMT -5
Well, sort of maybe? I have to talk to YMCA about schedule and that determines what I'll be doing. Cause I can get just shy of 40 hours and do ok. Have my 10 hours with kiddos. And work at amusement park weekend.
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Post by 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒𝖻𝖺𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗋 on May 6, 2019 19:08:13 GMT -5
that wouldn't be too bad!
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Post by shades on May 7, 2019 21:21:28 GMT -5
I dunno if I got the summer camp job. Oh well
Hope summer is beginning great for everyone!
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