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Post by light on Oct 15, 2018 9:04:15 GMT
YOU ASS
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she/her
hnnnngh
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Post by Y A M S ! ! ! on Nov 10, 2018 5:21:38 GMT
I love my.... idiot son.... so much.... i am not good at coding
"The lil ones ain't so bad, just squish 'em, but they got some big fuckers out here. Like, this one moth-fly looking guy who will paralyze you before scrambling your brains." Easton mimed this with his free hand by winding a finger at his temple. "Or this bee with a big stinger on it's ass. Just straight up stabs you. If you survive that, they're poison too."
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a meme
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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 Nov 14, 2018 17:24:06 GMT
i managed quite a few posts today that i actually enjoyed so i'll be posting excerpts from more than one lol I. the doctor is kind. she reminds billie, somewhat, of the old witch; a mysterious maternal aura to her. but, ah well, perhaps all those who originally wanted to heal and help feel like that.
II. the strangest thing about it was that most of them didn't act as if those years should have had an impact and billie, with her tragedy of twenty-four, didn't know what to make of it. later, she would learn that most of them had gone through much worse things in their younger years - that she had more in common with the others than she'd initially thought.
but for now, she relented that at least she was useful to them, and pretended that it didn't bother her that the only things that brought a sense of comfort and home to her now were apples and the cloak the witch had given to her. she was sure, in time, the pack would begin to feel like a home, as she assumed it did for the others.
billie just wasn't sure how long 'in time' would take.
III. the feeling she has is reminiscent of: a child's loving embarrassment when a parent goes all out in their support and is just a little bit over the top in doing so. even worse is the name she'd jokingly told them all was her real name and, although she was certain they knew it wasn't by now, it had apparently stuck.
IV. tough skin or tough luck - which one would it be for billie's opponent? which one would it be for billie herself? would the other prevail simply through being a stronger species than the werewolf, or would she fail due to her incompetency in a fight?
V. "Nikki, huh? Nice name," she says, smiling softly at him to try and placate him, like the nurse giving her her vaccine shots as a child had done. It had worked on her then, and she sure hoped it would work here and now.
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She / Her
Out of sight, out of mind, out of sight.
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Post by Hollow on Nov 19, 2018 7:07:06 GMT
Not really my most recent but it's the most notable recently. "Where were you headed? I can accompany you there if you’d like so I can think of a way to repay you for this inconvenience.” Atlas gave a little hum, obviously showing how proud he was of himself that he was so nice. Typical dork Atty. |
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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 Nov 19, 2018 14:51:45 GMT
just a normal tuesday for imogene at the brink of tears, gene snarls as an overwhelming frustration bursts within her chest and, whoosh, sets her hands and wrists completely aflame. jumping at her own spontaneous combustion, her hand jerks and the burrito-turned-fireball leaps out onto the pavement. |
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Post by 「イオタ」 on Nov 24, 2018 7:00:34 GMT
Not my last post, but in a current thread:
My character's son named Uriel, who lives with his mother, is making his sister (different dads) chicken soup because she's sick. Uriel's step-dad takes him to the pharmacy section in the grocery store to get his sister some medicine where he meets a pharmacist for the first time:
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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 Nov 24, 2018 7:40:39 GMT
not a post, but from an app i recently wrote ~
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71 posts
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She / Her
Out of sight, out of mind, out of sight.
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Post by Hollow on Dec 2, 2018 2:27:56 GMT
Two things I liked from my last one: 1) -ultimately see how long he could go acting like an idiot until it was enough. The usual! It was a bit stupid, but here he was. And Atlas here didn’t exactly have the best decision making skills. 2) The OOC note. Yo, meet my dumb-as-heck Atty. |
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she / her
got a secret, can you keep it?
Summer Bingo Completionist
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Post by Ven ☆ on Dec 12, 2018 5:39:59 GMT
Someone's gonna get into a lot of trouble, so this is from the latest post I wrote (thanks for the gut-wrenching, wizzphix bae this is so totally Les' fault): “Did you sleep at all?” he asked him a few moments later, eyebrows crinkling together in concern. “You look dead on your feet…”
The faint color was still on his cheeks, but he was loathe to actually act on it. Despite his instincts telling him to take the other man’s hand and hold it, he knew he couldn’t—at least, not while the other also looked like an absolute wreck. Absolute wreck indeed |
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she / her
you're a world away, somewhere in the crowd. in a foreign place, are you happy now?
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Post by 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒 on Jan 6, 2019 1:11:07 GMT
not a recent post in the slightest, and not so much a line as it is an entire chunk, but i'm rereading old posts and i miss playing my sweet idiot agent 707. he was paired with such a sweet MC oc. Before he knew it, she was pressed against him. Hugging him — an action that was too foreign. Too unexpected. Luciel was sure that she could hear his heart hammering in his chest, quick and unsteady, betraying the cool he tried to keep on the outside. “Eunhee, that—” Her name was soft on his lips, almost as if he were scared to even breathe it.
How could she want such a thing? Didn’t she know that he was no good? Didn’t she know that she could do better? “I want to protect you.” He couldn’t promise that he’d keep her — God had never allowed him such luck. But he did… want to keep her safe. He wanted to make sure she could go on smiling. He didn’t want her to be lonely.
He didn’t want to be lonely, either. Distance had made him cold. But she… she had a way of warming him up. Softening the edges. Perhaps…
No. He couldn’t think about it. He didn’t dare. The future was not promised, so he would not even pretend to have a wish for it.
But… Luciel could live in the moment. Just… just a little. “You don't have to be alone again,” he whispered, free arm slowly, hesitantly, coming up to wrap around her. Opposite hand laying at rest on the small of her back. She was so tiny; so delicate.
If God was as good as he believed… maybe he could keep her. Maybe… they could be happy.
If not… well. They could at least have the moment.
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she/they
ain't it fun livin' in the real world?
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Post by grotesque ♡ on Jan 14, 2019 23:15:34 GMT
As long as he kept going, even if it was her sake and not his own, it was the sweetest praise. Seeing him again and letting him fill her to the brim with every bit of his adoration, then Alex could breathe just fine. She would not let her past hurt her anymore. Alex wonders if she could ever thank him enough.
Hopefully, her body was just fine. Just enough.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2019 6:58:34 GMT
If you knew anything about Gozubura Yamamoto, the words "trust me" word elicit a panic within you not unlike the panic often felt by beekeepers, parents of children at the age of three, and those that drop food around pets when said food would likely be the end for said pet. |
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Rodent King
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where fears and lies melt away.
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Post by Mouse on May 30, 2019 11:33:55 GMT
He just needed to open his mouth, say yes, and then kiss her. Then they'd have the perfect storybook ending to their romance.
Unfortunately, this wasn't a book or a movie, this was real life. When faced with such intense emotions people rarely reacted to them how you expected them to. "Essie..." he whispered a slight tremble to his voice. Despite how badly Atticus wanted to say yes, and he really wanted to say yes, he just couldn't get it out. "Esther, I lo...." it was stuck on the tip of his tongue. The sentence trapped in the back of his throat like a bird in a cage.
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Post by watcher on May 30, 2019 16:17:51 GMT
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147 posts
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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 Jun 22, 2019 10:33:46 GMT
i'm extremely mad this is from a private rp and more people can't witness the tomfoolery as it happens because i'm still laughing about this shit
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