a meme
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bits
they/them
if i woke up, your warmth, your hand on mine and your voice too—
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Post by M A E ! on Aug 11, 2018 10:31:14 GMT
and then, of course it all falls down, because why the hell wouldn't the problem student want to push his buttons, push and push and push until his circuitry breaks and he no longer works the same as before, if at all, just like every other person in his life? why wouldn't a stranger be different?
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she/they
i'll take my chances on the curb here with you.
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Post by asi on Aug 13, 2018 9:45:03 GMT
spoiler alert for the ending of isolde's bio which took and is entirely too long. pray that val and murk don't strike me down once i'm done trimming it
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a meme
1,309 posts
bits
they/them
if i woke up, your warmth, your hand on mine and your voice too—
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Post by M A E ! on Aug 13, 2018 12:51:00 GMT
a section of a character bio i'm writing! the character's name is eun-bi, also known as rayne, and is an identical (mirror) twin to her sister sun-hee or sunny. mirror twins are interesting warmth. the warmth of a mother, of a family. the warmth of the sun, the warmth of summer grass.
the warmth of a sunny day. the warmth of sun-hee, who was always so much more than you.
at first, you were the moon. using her light to shine as well. but you were not warmth, you were warmth reflected and transformed into something awkward and cold, a strange alien beauty but untouchable and dark. you were her reflection, and she was the standard.
the sun and the moon, together only during an eclipse. but you were always together, so maybe that wasn't accurate.
instead of the moon, you became the clouds that block out the light, the warmth. bitter grey, bitter grey, bitter grey and acidic rain like bitter tears. rain, rayne, go away, come again some other day.
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bits
no preference /o/
perhaps i am faint glimmer —
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Post by k̾u̾r̾a̾ 💩 on Aug 15, 2018 4:59:40 GMT
don't ask why there's a wolf in a petsmart
when they enter, a nearby sales clerk takes one look at conri and gives andre a dirty look. “your dog should be on a leash.”
unfortunately for the clerk, he’d never seen conri on a leash before. he’d never seen the wolf need one — one word from cinead and the oversized pup was all ears. “he doesn’t have one,” andre offers an apologetic shrug, “but that's okay, he’s a good boy, he doesn’t need one. right conri?”
andre whistles to get the wolf’s attention then calls him over. the wolf turns his head to look at him, then continues foreward, wandering deeper in the store. the store clerk looks done with their life. “he won’t cause trouble,” andre reassures with an apologetic smile.
when he turns his head back to where conri was, the wolf is gone. trying not to sound too alarmed as he excuses himself, andre makes his way down the aisles at record pace. causing havoc in a petstore is not how he wants this excursion to end. |
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bits
she/they
i'll take my chances on the curb here with you.
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Post by asi on Aug 15, 2018 13:37:38 GMT
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bits
Open for Art Commissions
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Post by 「イオタ」 on Aug 16, 2018 8:12:45 GMT
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Post by lianza on Aug 16, 2018 23:40:28 GMT
I will once more break the rules of this thread because it's not my post and neither is the last (I am roleplaying at a maddening speed these days), but it's a line I liked very much from one of the last messages. It's from a post written by @arae , when my character enters a flower shop:
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a meme
1,309 posts
bits
they/them
if i woke up, your warmth, your hand on mine and your voice too—
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Post by M A E ! on Aug 19, 2018 22:32:35 GMT
not a post but an app! posting a screencap of the portion instead bc it needs the formatting to top it off hehe |
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phantom of the black parade
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bits
she / her pronouns
silver and gold won't save my rotting soul
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Post by Kuroya on Aug 20, 2018 2:39:31 GMT
"Right now?" she asked, letting her hips sway a little more pronouncedly, showing off the curve of her figure. It took her a moment to recognize who it was - because of course he would be out of that standard, sleek uniform of his that was so recognizable - but when she did, she felt a coy little smile toy at her lips. "Right now I'm talking with you, scarf boy. Or should I call you Little Devil?" She hummed softly at the thought, standing her ground then. "But you know how cats are, Devil. They do what they like, and if you cross their path, you'd better not get in their way. Although... if you play nice, I might be willing to make an exception."
She was ever so carefully laying the bait, moving slowly as she shifted her weight so that it looked entirely natural as she slid into a stance that offered him the barest glimpses of her skin, teasing hints of what lay beneath. It was window dressing towards an offer she had used more than a few times to get her way, even if she didn't always succeed with her prize. She had a feeling he was going to be one who would be like her Spider in turning her down though; it was in the scarf over his eyes instead of the usual mask. A pity, that. It might have been rather fun to have a tangle in the sheets with Hell Kitchen's infamous Daredevil. "I promise I won't even scratch... much."
me: he's blind felicia
me: he's gay felicia
me: please stop doing literally everything you're doing, felicia, matt did not ask for literally any of this.
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she/they
i'll take my chances on the curb here with you.
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Post by asi on Aug 23, 2018 4:22:09 GMT
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Lux Lucet in Tenebris
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bits
He/Him
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Post by Jacob on Aug 24, 2018 4:30:31 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2018 4:54:23 GMT
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no preference
even if the morrow is barren of promises, nothing shall forestall my return.
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Post by valka on Aug 24, 2018 23:15:49 GMT
another one for the hoard
the sea gives, and the sea takes. the thought is no more bitter than it is an observation, his eyes trained upon the waves that quietly lapped at the wooden sides of the kingfisher. nature is what it is; just as the sun rises and sets, so too does a life take its first breath, and exhale its last.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2018 1:37:04 GMT
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Army-Crushing Star
273 posts
bits
They/She
All my attempts to rp end in failure, so now I'm a solo act.
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Post by Benetnasch on Aug 26, 2018 3:49:10 GMT
"And you?" Evan took a longer sip of the fruity concoction. After a moment of deliberation, she ventured an additional question, quiet and to the point. "What were you hoping for?" |
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