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  • we've got to lose it | advanced pafp

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    there was a few moments of bliss when skyler had placed an arm around my shoulder, i ran my fingers along his hand. it was nice, until emma decided to ask skyler if he wanted her food. he hesitated, but eventually said yes. i wanted to tell her to eat it, but i don't think it's right for me to demand her to do anything. things got pretty heated from that point on. within mere moments sky had told us that emma was having seizures again. i glanced at them both through disappointed, glassy eyes.




    sky could have been a bit more tactful about releasing the information, and emma should have told us from the start. when i seen the look on xander's face i knew that he had a lot to say about the whole situation. he tended to take things a lot more serious than the rest of us. i knew that he wasn't mad at emma, and by no means was he hostile- but i felt for him. emma is my best friend and she failed to tell me. the only reason skyler even knew about it must have been because he overheard something. i could understand why she would have wanted to keep it a secret in order to save us the worrying, but all we ever did was worry. we worried about ourselves and we worried about each other- there was a never ending cycle of just worrying. so what was the point of trying to hide something that we all could have talked through instead of letting it come out this way?




    letting a heavy sigh escape my lips, i shook my head and looked over at the blonde, [b]"emma?"

    i said this in a bit of a whiny voice as i glared at the girl sitting opposite of me; kind of like a child when they don't get their way. xander had said what he needed to say, and i didn't see the point in joining in. although i wish she would have said something earlier, if something like that was happening to me then i might try and hide it too. so, in a sense i understood where she was coming from but i still felt slightly betrayed.

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    i said this while quickly take her hand. i tried not to make a big deal out of every little thing she did, and obviously i wouldn't know how it felt to be her. but that didn't change how much i wanted to scold her after she had asked skyler if he wanted her food. she needed to eat, however i remained quite silent. everyone was being pretty quiet today.




    i remained calm, until sky decided to spill something big- at least, i thought it was big and emma clearly didn't. "really, this sh.t? it is serious." the tone of my voice changed, i could almost feel my blood boil. "we wouldn't have even known about it if sky didn't hear something," i took a few deep breaths in order to cool off, i wasn't mad at her- i was worried about her. i know she didn't want us to worry, but she should told us as soon as it happened. besides, if she was having seizures it meant that she was getting bad again.




    personally i think emma is the worst out of all of us. me and sky needed our damaged organs replaced, diamond needed treatments to correct the beating of her heart- hell, if her condition worsened she would need a donor too. but emma? nothing inside of her could be replaced in order to make her feel better. it was her own mindset that needed rewiring, and that had to be the hardest thing to deal with. and she needed to take this more seriously. i loved her, we all loved her, and i cannot even fathom the idea that one day she might not be here. was i blowing this a little out of proportion? i don't know, i just wanted her to get better- at the very least give it a shot.




    "look, it's okay."i quickly wrapped my arms around the girl in a soft hug. "from now on, if anything happens, please let us know?" and with that, i put it to rest. I just hoped that she would take my request into consideration. even if it was the worst news possible, i'd rather here about it from her than find out some other way. moving my eyes towards diamond and sky, i knew the little brunette was upset. her and emma told each other basically everything.




    // tell me about it! things are especially busy around this time a year for me, so forgive me if any of these replies end up late or seem a little pushed through.

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  • ♛ crowned eмpιre ♛ pafp

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  • we've got to lose it | advanced pafp

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    it was pretty insane, how quickly everything unraveled. first, we learned about emma's seizures which stired things up a little but we managed to end on a good note. albeit everything started to go downhill again as carlie approached us. emma's full name rung clear from the redhead's mouth, and her tone didn't suggest she was happy. she was clearly upset about emma's lacking ng tube- which, maybe emma shouldn't have weaseled her way out of it- however, carlie didn't need to take the next dramatic step which was announcing the entire situation to everyone around us.




    of course i jumped to my best friend's defense, [b]"you could've pulled her aside-"

    i only manage to get a few words out before xan jumped in, "jesus, lay off!" which quieted me down some. he's undoubtedly the protective type. anything he cares about he would die for- clearly this situation wasn't that drastic, but you get the point. he had no issue with speaking to carlie, the way he spoke to her. maybe that would get him into trouble later, but he didn't care.




    soon, emma started to sob, i could barely look at her or i would start to cry too. things just got progressively worse from that point on. she began to cry so hard that she started to gag, and this lead to vomiting. of course she hadn't eaten anything so there was really nothing for her to throw up. by this time i was already standing, but i had to turn around before i lost my cool as well. i brought my porcelain hands up to face face, still trying to comprehend all that was happening.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 3px double white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/PAfvbHR.jpg?1) center; background-size: 100%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 270px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding: 1px;]i felt better, hearing emma apologize and actually tell us the truth. it brought a small smile to my face, it was okay, we were better for about five seconds- that's when things really got out of hand. i could hear angry footsteps approach us and I had barely any time to react before a voice broke out, addressing emma by her full name. when the young nurse spoke next, i could barely even believe what she was saying. carlie, i thought, was completely out of line. yes, what she said had truth, but why here and why now?




    [b]"jesus, lay off!"

    god, she screamed it to every person in our near vicinity. this p.issed me off. looking over at emma, i could tell that she was about to lose it, and i was right. within a short amount of time emma had risen from her seat, and yelled back at her nurse. i could barely react to what she said, it was a bit hard to process in truth. i mean, most of what she had said was what we all felt. we all felt trapped, nobody wanted to be here- it ruined every one of us.




    emma was one of the last ones i expected to break like this. but i guess that's how it always worked, the last you would believe are the first to lose it. i could hear emma's sobs, and could barely compose myself. she then began vomiting, which just made me stand there like an idiot. it's like my feet were locked to the ground without a key to free them. however i quickly regained my senses and moved towards emma, who by now had stood up once again. only this time she looked worse than before. she could barely balance herself, so i grabbed gently onto her and tried to keep her steady.




    "can we get some help?" she still seemed coherent enough, but i didn't want to take any chances. at the very least she needed to go sit somewhere, and calm down- we all did, but i wouldn't be calm until i was sure she was going to be alright.




    // no, i like dramatic lol. it makes things more interesting.

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  • DON'T HOLD MY HANDS ACCOUNTABLE; THEY'RE YOUNG AND DUMB || private

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    Rose Macabre


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    Xander Monroe

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    It had to be clear that I wasn't in the best mood. Finn had called us out tonight- with absolutely no explanation, which I had a lot to say about. I hated not knowing the exact details of every move I made. So, the man was going to get an earful as soon as he arrived.




    As soon as Finn showed up, me and my sister said our goodbyes to Aunt Elle before making our way outside. As soon as I pushed open the front door I was greeted with heavy air, the humidity nearly unbearable. I made sure that my discomfort was visible to anyone who looked my way, nonetheless I continued my short walk towards his car. Reaching out a dainty hand I quickly opened the door, making sure to slam it shut once I was situated.




    When we entered the vehicle he greeted us with a grin, I flashed him a somewhat confused blue glare. "Why are we here?" My own angelic tones rung out in response to Finn's words. Of course, I was much more blunt than my dear sister. Holly trusted Finn, not to say that I didn't- I know that he, as well as the rest of his pack, cared for us- but I was always cautious. Especially when someone drags us out of the house in the middle of the night, and has yet to explain why. Honestly I didn't know what to think, though hopefully our prying questions would get him to give us some kind of answer.




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    // i will bring him in after a few posts.




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  • ❝ SHADOW GENERATION ❞ ➳ private

    nikita r. la'kovah


    elijah x. macabre

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    I was seated in a fairly comfortable seat, my bright eyes barely blinked as I gazed aimlessly at the scenery that seemed to drift past the moving car at a slow pace. But I was beginning to grow impatient, causing a soft groan to escape my sculpted lips.




    "Finn," I began in a angered tone. "Just tell us." I simply stated before turning towards the male once more. My gaze shifted between Holly and Finn after I had spoke. My glare settled on the masculine sitting beside me, who seemed to have a ton of thoughts running throughout his mind. This made me even more curious than I already was. What could he possibly be thinking? It must have been about us, seeing as though his debut was quite sudden. I attempted to track every small move that he made, in order to help me in some way- i was usually quite good at deciphering body language.




    Even though I was still jumpy and uncertain of this entire situation, I was still quite skilled in the department of pretending to be something I'm not. There was nobody like me in the world. A goddess whose eyes were cruel and uncaring one moment, then warm and welcoming the next. A goddess whose words could cut like a knife or mend that which had already been broken. All my life, I had been well off playing with facades. To my peers, I was the rather alluring young woman. And to the people I loved, I was someone who would protect them with all that I had. And while it was all good fun to play a different role each night— charismatic youth; crushing damsel; wicked woman— I still managed to keep a bit of myself out in the open. Of course there was tenderness in me, but there was also a certain kind of destruction. A beast that craved release. Which is why I could read people so easily- I could tell that Finn must have been hiding something...I just didn't know what it was.




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  • ♛ crowned eмpιre ♛ pafp

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:none; width:250px; text-align:right; font-size:12pt; color:black;][i]✵ ☽ ⋆ [size=11pt]rosario k. la'kovah[/size][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CDCDCD; border:none; width:360px; height:190px; overflow:auto; color:black; font-size:9px; text-align:justify; margin-top:10px;]The girl had finally caught sight of her childhood friend. Francis was standing alongside his family, his sharp and ever-watchful gaze roaming the entirety of the grounds. The king seemed rather excited for the arrival of his son's future bride, however, it didn't take a lot to pick up on the colder demeanor of Francis's mother. Even though they had all been quite close to each other, that was years ago and a lot had shifted since that time.


    So, the Prince approached the younger Queen, he held his head high, with a certain confidence. The woman's dark gaze caught sight of many individuals who seemed to worship her already. Too many of them simply bowed their heads, groveling at her feet. As if that would make a difference. As if Rosario wanted to see them kneel and cringe and attempt to flatter her with their words. That’s all anyone ever thought she wanted, but they were all sorely mistaken. No one would ever look at her as just another person striving to survive in this world. Even Francis had lost some of the close familiarity they had as children. All anyone saw was the next Queen of Samora, someone they had to try and get in good with while they could, hoping that if they had her favor, she would shower them with benefits. There was no honor, no courage in those actions. And she hated it. What had happened to those virtues?


    Francis had bowed and Rosario returned the favor, when he spoke it brought some amount of comfort. [b]"No need to worry about me. Though, I hope you did not go through too much trouble planning such an event- I would have been fine without one." Her own angelic tones broke free in response to the prince. She always hated being fussed over, in any form. Most of the time she would even refuse the help of many servants. Francis spoke again and she let a delicate smile etch itself upon her features. "Of course," With that, Rose let her small porcelain hand grip softly onto her future husband's arm. She held her head high as she was lead away by Francis- this only lifting the spirits of the surrounding individuals.


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    [align=center][size=3pt][color=transparent][c] the batwoman 5/22/16

  • -- HELLO FRIEND. [pafp, mr robot - girl needed]

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; bgcolor=transparent; width: 260px; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=7pt][sub]tracking, a couple questions; would you rather follow the route of the tv show exactly? Also, is it ok if I were to develop my own character instead of completely going with shayla?

  • -- HELLO FRIEND. [pafp, mr robot - girl needed]

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; bgcolor=transparent; width: 260px; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=7pt][sub]I completely agree, personally i prefer following a different path than the show as well I just didn't know what exactly you were thinking.


    As far as my character, i'm just going to use my own version- i hope to have everything up soon i've just been busy lately, and i know you want someone pretty active which i'm not usually bad about. Some personal things have just been getting in the way but i hope to jump into this as soon as possible!

  • -- HELLO FRIEND. [pafp, mr robot - girl needed]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CDCDCD; border:none; width:360px; height:190px; overflow:auto; color:black; font-size:8.5px; text-align:justify; margin-top:10px;]A black car could be seen moving smoothly along the winding rode, making its way towards the brunette's desired destination. Currently, the young woman was on her way towards her new residence which was quite a ways from her previous housing. One delicate hand wrapped tightly around a steering wheel, the tattered female inside twisting and turning the wheel in order to control the route of her vehicle. The other appendage lay draped through an open window. Dark eyes barely blinking as they gazed aimlessly through a clear windshield at the scenery that drifted past the moving automobile at a slow pace.


    The parking was as horrid as it could have been, but she finally found an opening and swiftly claimed the space. Reaching forward, Sash unlatched the handle of the car from its usual resting place and let the door swing open. She emerged, slamming it closed once more before continuing down the street. She wasn't new to this sort of setting, she grew up in neighborhoods quite like this one. This world, it doesn't live on peace and prosperity. Maybe, it thrives on death and fighting. But what we don't know, is that inside we're suffering. Our souls thirst for catastrophe and adventure- and instead of sitting around waiting for something to happen, this young woman sought out this dangerous lifestyle. Whether she was molded into preforming these actions or she was simply born into it, she has always vowed to become a thunderstorm. She travels with poise, only to leave a trail of fire behind- an embodiment of the very thing that makes angels weep and devils cower in fear, and no one can stop her from kindling your terror. She is a force of nature; tearing through towns, swarming through cities, and leaving death in your wake without the slightest inkling of regret. Because she is a thunderstorm, and storms like her cannot be stopped by the mere shout of man. Destruction is what she is meant to achieve.


    Within a few seconds of absorbing the surrounding details, her eyes instantly stuck to one individual in particular as she approached a familiar building. A man, who couldn't have been more than a few years older than herself. Sasha's own pair of orbs clashing with the his- her own eyes seeming as a raging, eternal blizzard near the pitch black void of a pupil, not capturing but defying light as they held their own polished brilliance. At first glance you get a sense of coldness to them, but in reality they are as approachable and warm as it gets. The goddess did not look away, as she would not appear to be uncomfortable or intimidated; however, she continued making her way towards the opposing god and her new home.


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  • This is the road to ruin (PAFP girl needed) and we've started at the end.

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    Her hands laced together comfortably in front of her as she gazed at her new acquaintance. But even if she wanted to seem friendly, the male seemed a lot more uncomfortable all of a sudden. It left Sasha feeling slight defeat for she was meant to be keeping him at ease but that wasn't working out for her all too well. Sensing that feeling coming off of Declan like waves really gave him away and left the young female in silence. When it came to body language Sash was quite skilled in that department. She was able to sense if the person she was talking to felt threatened, angered or shocked. Sometimes they even showed that they were guilty of whatever she was questioning them about.


    So Sasha fed a hand through her dark hair, dipping her head slowly to the man. Although a light pink still dusted across her cheeks, indicating her slight embarrassment. Parting her naturally plush lips, she chewed on them lightly with her pearly canines, a notorious habit of the girl. This youth was probably the worst one to question about what happened behind closed doors at her own abode; it was all very secretive. It was all a system that couldn't be broken without something falling out of place and disrupting the way of life. What Sasha would give to leave such a system and go out on a world travel to see all the foreign things. But sadly she had too many tabs on her which could ruin things for herself. Being watched constantly would be enough to send somebody mad, but Sash had learned a trick after so many years- and that was that you were to simply be ignorant towards that fact, act like nothing is wrong and just be a normal member of society without once questioning the way things were run.


    Within some time the man spoke again, and in a way Sasha was impressed by his words and actually agreed with them. Maybe they held a similar mindset, or maybe they were even faced with similar experiences- Sash for one, was used to being deemed bad and untrustworthy. She was considered to be a heinous person because of the things that she has done. Being chased by law enforcement and targeted by other high power sources- many would prefer to back the officials as they are considered to be the ones that protect. "You're right." she simply stated, looking away from the masculine for a mere second before speaking once more. "However- until the lion learns how to write, every story will glorify the hunter." Both Sasha and Declan could be considered the lion in this story.


    Albeit, she knew that the conversation would end eventually, whether she would actually ever see him again was debatable: maybe they would pass each other on the street or even bump into each other at a local store. Though words he spoke ignited a certain hope within the female, she wasn't about to let a person she knew almost nothing about lift her hopes too much. She still felt as though she knew more about the god, familiarity and slight nostalgia still lingered.


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  • -- HELLO FRIEND. [pafp, mr robot - girl needed]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CDCDCD; border:none; width:360px; height:190px; overflow:auto; color:black; font-size:8.5px; text-align:justify; margin-top:10px;] The man who had caught her eye began to speak, his vocals piercing the air as he addressed the goddess. Within seconds she drew nearer to his vicinity, [b]"Hey," Angelic tones rung out, she spoke a simple response. The cat-like youth studied him intently. Her features revealed nothing but interest, the shadows carving out her own high cheek bones and smooth jaw line. However there was some depth to her eyes, something thick in Sash's gaze and some caution laced within them as well.


    She ran a hand through her wind-tossed hair, chuckling playfully at the second set of words that the man spoke. She cocked one of her deep brown eyebrows for a second or two and tilted her head to the side, causing a few coffee stained locks to spill over her shoulder and across her chest. She would be lying if she were to say that she wasn't intrigued by the young individual. Her delicate face looked at the him through glassy vivid eyes framed with thick lashes. To the naked eye she was about as innocent as it could get- but in her lungs, a fire burned. The flames crackle, the smoke inside her chest wafts into her heart, deadly but deceitful. A match made in hell, truly. "Really? Well, maybe i made the wrong choice in housing."


    Her thoughts drifted, drifted off to the few memorable people she had come across before. Some were kind, others not so much. Sasha had spent enough time around other problematic strangers, such as herself, to know which ones to steer clear of, and which ones to stick around. She couldn't help but think about what it was like to be dependent one someone else- [i]Bunches of children with lost directions that still depend on each other for worthless advice? With a rather blunt speech to herself, she really considered those words to be true. She personally preferred a lifestyle of solitude rather than being surrounded by countless other individuals. Sash didn't want to look out for anyone, responsibility of another is more pricey than yourself. You may not predict what type of benevolence they give for your trust. They eat what they look for and make a quick fling, having the mind of a strange creature who makes a living out of cruel entertainment.


    Although quickly after she had spoken to the male she reached a small, porcelain hand towards her new acquaintance in greeting. "My name's Sasha, by the way." she said this in a more cheery voice, and offered a bright smile. Even though she was somewhat uncertain of stranger that she now saw, she was still quite skilled in the department of pretending to be something she's not. There was nobody like her in the world. A goddess whose eyes were cruel and uncaring one moment, then warm and welcoming the next. A goddess whose words could cut like a knife or mend which had already been broken. All her life, Sasha had been well-off playing with facades. To her peers, she was the rather alluring young woman; and to the people she loved, she was someone who would die for them without question. While it was all good fun to play a different role each night— charismatic youth; crushing damsel; wicked woman— she still managed to keep a bit of herself out in the open. Of course there was tenderness in her, but there was also destruction inside of Sasha. A beast that craved release.


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  • ❝ SHADOW GENERATION ❞ ➳ private

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CDCDCD; border:none; width:360px; height:190px; overflow:auto; color:black; font-size:8.5px; text-align:justify; margin-top:10px;]A black car could be seen moving smoothly along the winding rode, making its way towards the brunette's desired destination. Currently, the young woman was on her way towards an event filled party. One delicate hand wrapped tightly around a steering wheel, the tattered female inside twisting and turning the wheel in order to control the route of her vehicle. The other appendage lay draped through an open window. Colored eyes barely blinking as they gazed aimlessly through a clear windshield at the scenery that drifted past the moving automobile at a slow pace.


    The parking was as horrid as it could have been, but she finally found an opening and swiftly claimed the space. Reaching forward, Nikita unlatched the handle of the car from its usual resting place and let the door swing open. She emerged, slamming it closed once more before continuing down the street. The young girl found the partying abode with ease, she slipped through the doors and was instantly greeted with many different senses. Blaring music, blazing lights, scantily clad women; Nikita La'kovah's playhouse. This young girl was used to getting what she wanted and when she wanted it. today her wishes were akin to others she'd had before: a college party, halcyon alcohol and come-hither one-night-stands.


    The five-foot-four goddess prowled through the crowds like a beast of prey. Her sculpted, lithe figure pushed through the mass of mingling individuals with a thoughtful, determined look upon her pale face. Rosario was adorned in a rather lavish outfit; an extremely tight, light pink dress hugging her curvy physique- while draping over this dress is a silky and vibrant piece of clothing. Tying her poised look together is a simple pair of heels and an intimidating golden choker.


    Rose had quickly fallen into her usual antics. She has always been labeled as 'problematic'. She disobeyed any rules that she came across and vowed to do whatever necessary to get what she wanted. She wanted the greatest status, she wanted it all. However, leaving those thoughts behind, she made her way into the utmost chaos of the party. Beer bottles flying, glasses of cheap vodka thrown down throats like candy. Kita didn't bother making any conversation, she immediately weaved her way towards the area in which the refreshments were being held. [i]Tastes like heaven, burns like hell. Her throat was set alight with the blazing passion of whisky. As the golden liquid was guzzled down she began to feel numb- Nikita was seeing stars. Although she was buzzed, she wasn't drunk off of her ass like the rest of her peers. Beginning to grow bored, a new idea came to her mind- or rather, it came from Erebus. We should see what's going on outside, yes? The large, black feline looked up towards Nika. Large emerald eyes scanned over the femme- his words were more of a demand than an actual question, she knew this of course.


    So, the two of them moved towards the backyard where they were separated from the outside by a clear glass door. It slid open with ease and Nikita and Erebus were greeted with a gust of fresh air. A blanket of tranquility soon wrapped itself around Nika as she draped herself over the railing of the wooden deck. Within a few seconds of absorbing the surrounding details, she was drawn away from her own thoughts by the voice of a female. Nikita and Erebus turned towards the voice and a young blonde female filled their sight. Instantly a pearly smile etched itself upon Rosario's youthful face. [b]Hey!. The raven-haired girl offered a cheery response as she shifted her position in order to face the opposing girl and her daemon. This is Erebus, my name's Nikita- but, I have a ton of nicknames. Kita gave a nod towards Erebus, who was undoubtedly impossible to miss. The panther lowered his large skull in response to Lolita's daemon, giving a slight sniff towards the smaller fox.


    Leaving both daemons to do as they please, the brunette turned her full attention back towards the newly introduced Lolita. I am in fact, a freshman but don't feel bad. I don't really know anyone either. Which is why you've found us out here. Angelic tones escaped into the atmosphere flawlessly as Nikita spoke to Lolita, the drink from earlier clearly making conversation come more effortlessly.


    erebus's speech and thoughts & nikita's speech and thoughts
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  • plotting?? [ semi advanced ]

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; bgcolor=transparent; width: 260px; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=8][sub]Hey, I would be interested in plotting with you!


    I primarily prefer females but if need be I don't see a problem in playing a male as well. I don't exactly have any specific plots in mind right now, but I'm open to any and all suggestions.

  • plotting?? [ semi advanced ]

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; bgcolor=transparent; width: 260px; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=8][sub]I like the one about the ex and the party, if you want we could try that one?

  • ▲ the eternal winter,, semi-/advanced || open ▲

    Killsaga


    Lucifer
    Lucifer