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Post by shades on Jan 8, 2014 12:29:05 GMT
This is the moe'sucking page of roleplaying. You know what that means? You all roleplay here. I don't give a shit who you are, if you're part of the Supernatural Fandom or Glee Fandom; I don't care if your character is going to try and get in the pants of my character (because he'll probably like it) or other characters. I don't care if you fucking hate the sun. LET'S GET THIS STRAIGHT.
This is the fucking page where everyone can roleplay, no one-on-one shit. Character interaction. I'm sure we all avidly read half of each others roleplays or at least can read bios. Maybe this will kick our asses into finishing bios...I DIGRESS. So yeah, no one-on-one shit, if it begins to happen ya'll can get a room or some page and shit for that. Like, flirt with a different character or shit. LIKE ROLEPLAY WITH NEW PEOPLE OKAY DAMN IT.
The Setting for ya'll lil' fricks to begin;
Scratch this shit. It's the last day of summer before school starts. Naturally, the kids have to do something because why the hell would they not? So, it's the annual 'last-day-of-summer' palooza...thing. Where literally all the little kids have a blast and teenagers just go and rally up friends to head off to some party and then go to the first day of school hung over, only for there to probably be another party two weeks later for seniors. But yeah, it's the last day of summer. Do something, run a goldfish stand, run into some enemy, or some nerd getting the boost on homework, or go to a fucking party.
Do something okay.
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Post by maia on Jan 8, 2014 14:07:58 GMT
Know what? This page is fuckin' perfect [like Grapes da bae, obvi].<3
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Post by Ninja on Jan 8, 2014 14:32:48 GMT
Gleeee<3
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Post by shades on Jan 8, 2014 21:53:24 GMT
{ I know I'm fabulous. }
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Post by maia on Jan 8, 2014 22:30:57 GMT
So, like. Yeah.
Shall we role play? Or is that, like, not gonna happen?
Dudeee. I haven't role played for so long. Like, what is this. No.
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Post by shades on Jan 8, 2014 22:32:02 GMT
{ fuck yeah. I'm even kind enough to start. }
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Post by maia on Jan 8, 2014 22:33:24 GMT
Go for it, boo
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Post by Robin on Jan 8, 2014 22:40:01 GMT
Hey
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Post by shades on Jan 8, 2014 22:42:27 GMT
It’s the last day of school, and the whole ‘carnival benefit’ thing was going down during the day; which what was Bastian Skyes doing? Trying not to trip over the little kid that decided his legs were bowling pins, that’s what. “Watch it!” He practically shouted, stumbling; not caring if they’re a kid or not. He didn’t like children, they pissed him off quite frankly (though give him a quiet one and maybe his heart will melt); which astounds why Bastian-fucking-Skyes was even at this large event when he could be home mentally preparing for school the next day.
Oh right, his dad’s work is a fucking sponsor.
Thus, by extension, he was dragged along for a little ‘end of summer’ fun.
Whatever, he’ll just eat cotton candy or some shit and find a shady spot to hide.
Once again a kid decided to put gravity to the test. “I swear to fucking—” Bastian whirled around to shout at a child only to find the kid running off, adults giving him the stare that dared him to continue that sentence. Well, those who heard over the loud, bustling crowd.
Sighing, his green eyes rolled and a pale hand ran through his brown hair.
Why the hell was he here?
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Post by Ninja on Jan 9, 2014 2:44:11 GMT
Gleeeeeee
but where is Lauren :0
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Post by Amber on Jan 10, 2014 0:04:17 GMT
Guys.
Let' role-play.
Please.
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Post by shades on Jan 10, 2014 0:05:20 GMT
{ Lauren is wherever she wants to be and meeting whoever. *shugs* }
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Post by Amber on Jan 10, 2014 0:09:38 GMT
Heeello
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Post by shades on Jan 10, 2014 0:13:16 GMT
{ jello. }
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Post by Ninja on Jan 10, 2014 2:06:12 GMT
Mello
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