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Roman isn't sure whether or not to believe his mother. If he were his dad, he'd hate him, and that's enough in his mind to confirm that Bo does. The energy to voice that isn't with him today. The willpower's lost in a sea of other emotions, buried behind regret and self-hate for the actions he took.


Hoenn couldn't help but ruin the lives of those it touched. The region felt cursed. Offering so much allure but demanding a heavy price.
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A Soul Eater site where you play both Miester and Weapon. You know - kinda like how a Pokemon or Digimon site works.

Eliminates the need of having to rely on someone else for either role. Which is a large reason most Soul Eater sites I've seen don't last long.
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This thing, Deoxys, it's far too quick on the draw. Too powerful as well. A single strike of the creature's tentacles is enough to render Beheyeem useless and unconscious in the dirt.

He has more Pokemon, another Beheyeem to try and teleport them away, but there's no time to act. Killian's barely fast enough to return the first before Deoxys darkens his world.
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Issuing a formal apology to anyone who ever had to RP with me. *sweats*


Roleplaying with you has always been fun!

Now take back the apology ( -_・) ︻デ═一 ▸
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Roman liked to think of himself as a tough kid. He imagined in that PictureBox inside his head that he was a giant. A hulk packing Machamp muscles with skin as hard as a Metagross. In his mother's arms, he couldn't have felt smaller, however. So tiny. Vulnerable like a warrior without his armor. Yet, so secure in a love he didn't deserve.