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Post by ɪɴᴛʀᴀɴꜱɪɢᴇɴᴛ on Nov 19, 2016 21:40:44 GMT -5
[ hey man that's okay, naps are like super important and i thrive off them man like it's all good home bro ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2016 10:47:33 GMT -5
Jacob Swanson // Thug Love // cherry "Harrassment? That's an odd way to show love." Jacob chuckled, he saw her fix up we hair and thought how great it is to be a boy and have short hair. All he had to do was brush if it was necessary or use some sort of hair product for occasions. His parents often dragged him to some gathering of their rich friends on weekends. He hated dressing up, if he could stay home and mess with his instruments he would. The movie theater was approaching, thankfully. He was in the mood for snacks. Credit to @battlingfear for the code.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2016 10:58:58 GMT -5
Mackenzie Burton // Spy Troubles // Bluespur "I knew I shouldn't have skipped Gym class. Karma..." Mackenzie muttered before sitting in a straddle position and reaching to each foot and then the middle. She was flexible so she went all the way to the ground, but it had been a while and it ended up pulling on the muscles instead of stretching them. Great now she can be twice as sore tomorrow. "Why would they expect us to do so much on our first day?" Mackenzie asked as she sat up and moved her legs into a pike. OOC If you don't know what a straddle sit is or a pike, just look it up haha. I'm not sure how to describe them, I just know what they are since I do a lot for cheer Text goes here. Credit to @battlingfear for the code.
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Post by Tals on Nov 20, 2016 20:55:30 GMT -5
Aurik could only think. It was so wrong. He should be dead by now. Having a wounded soldier wasn't great- but then again the Germans were hurting for fighters. He supposed his wounds weren't that bad, but on any other given day he was sure he should be six feet under already. However, something was different. He knew that if was six feet under, his mother and sister would be joining him. Jaw clenching slowly, his icy hues slowly rolled up, and a darker look replaced them.
Even if they were of German blood, he'd fight until the very end to protect them. He gave a little sigh, finally aware of the others talking to him and his lips twitched to a smile. "I'll always be a handful; I don't like sitting still," he mused then, giving Sharon a small chuckle and taking a slow bite of the food before he shifted his weight. Everything was going smoothly, and in fact he was ready to ease into his seat. He spared Sharon another glance, as if trying to figure her out before she found out about him.
Aurik shifting his icy hues away from her, fingertips lightly dragging down the hem of his zipper and sliding carefully over the canvas material and into his pockets. He placed his calloused palms into the soft pouches and let his thumbs fiddle with the edge of the wallet that held his German photo I.D. and photos of his mother and sister. He knew they were taken before he was sent off- just so he had some updated photos of his lovely family. Turning his eyes from the plate of food, he let a small and awkward smile curl his lips when he heard the elderly man say, "Well the Germans hafta watch out for this Aryan eh?"
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Post by Misty on Nov 21, 2016 9:27:35 GMT -5
{Thanks, I was expecting to get on more today but I kept taking unexpected naps and then I'm trying to plan something else, and then I'm trying to keep up with another rp, and it's just messy} (Naps = very important.)
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Post by cherry on Nov 22, 2016 13:51:14 GMT -5
Jacob Swanson // Thug Love // cherry "Harrassment? That's an odd way to show love." Jacob chuckled, he saw her fix up we hair and thought how great it is to be a boy and have short hair. All he had to do was brush if it was necessary or use some sort of hair product for occasions. His parents often dragged him to some gathering of their rich friends on weekends. He hated dressing up, if he could stay home and mess with his instruments he would. The movie theater was approaching, thankfully. He was in the mood for snacks. Credit to @battlingfear for the code. "I come from an odd family." She responded easily. "So, Silver Spoon, S.S., if you will, named after your yacht of course, what is it that you do for entertainment when you're not literally bumping into girls from the hood?" Fia questioned, hopefully starting what sounded like a normal question, teasing aside.
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Post by Misty on Nov 22, 2016 16:32:41 GMT -5
"Not right now." Mason chuckled and gently grabbed her backpack, moving it back down to the ground. "I meant after school. It would be in my dorm if that's okay? That's where we usually meet." Mason looked at her with a hopeful expression, maybe it would encourage her to come 'study' with him. {Sorry, mine is short too >.<} Cassie nodded once. "Alright," she said even though she didn't know where his dorm was. Heck, she didn't know where many of the things at the school were located yet. She barely knew were her classes were. Then again, this was only her first day at the school.
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Post by ɪɴᴛʀᴀɴꜱɪɢᴇɴᴛ on Nov 22, 2016 22:56:30 GMT -5
[ i like the idea of a cell except i think bc they like didn't mean to kidnap her they might be kinda hospitable to try to like idk convince her not to press charges and then somehow they end up on the run bc her dad begins tracking them to get her back??
so like she could wake up in a room in a bed with like all her clothes and everything and she has like various bruises appearing and she's like "what the heck" and stuff?? ]
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Hazel huffed, breath beginning to puff into little clouds. Irritation was starting to be the most prominent thing she felt at this point, and it became evident in the way she crossed her arms, jaw becoming tense and eyes becoming more intense. She directed her gaze to him, narrowing her gaze for a moment, teeth still chattering. "Well if you aren't going to help me, then would you leave me alone? Or at least tell me what you want? I haven't got all day here, and I dunno how much longer I can stay awake," she admitted, eyes dark and body quaking as she sat back down, the effort of standing getting to be more strenuous. This wasn't fair. All she had wanted was to do a nice thing for her friend, and now look where she was; freezing to death in the woods with some bird man creature that refused to help her and instead made her life more difficult. She didn't deserve this. She was a good person.
This wasn't how she wanted to go. Hazel had big plans for her life. She still had to finish college and get a job, find somebody who could deal with her ever changing mood swings and her quirky personality to settle down with, maybe have a few kids, and then proceed in becoming a politician and eventually becoming the first woman president of the United States. But if she froze to death here, how was she going to do that?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2016 23:00:52 GMT -5
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Post by ɪɴᴛʀᴀɴꜱɪɢᴇɴᴛ on Nov 22, 2016 23:07:59 GMT -5
[ i understand gumball, and i respect that. c: no stress man <3 ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 1:47:33 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2016 1:51:16 GMT -5
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