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  • zero zero + o, joining

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  • zero zero + o, joining

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  • Chat thread: Get to know your fellow RPers!


    dude... that's like some creepypasta * right there

  • The problem with me making threads, is i cant think of good names (Open)

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  • plot with poe !

    so i'm at school right now and probably shouldn't be online


    i've never been good at these so i'll just get right into it
    i'm open to: (things that are bolded are things that i would appreciate the most)
    - interactions
    - friends
    - crushes (one sided or two sided)
    - romance (not long-term)
    - random threads where they have adventures and stuff
    - anything not listed below


    i'm not open to:
    - litters
    - death
    - severe injury
    - long-term romance/mates

  • VOICES NEVER SHARED | OPEN, DEN REINFORCEMENT

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    // short because I'm at school right now and technically shouldn't be online
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  • Well... (open game) that was odd.

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  • Vanilla Twilight. (Private)

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  • He's pouring gas! (open, medicine training)

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  • Take These Broken Wings and Learn To Fly [Open; Power Discovery]

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  • no money -- joining, open

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  • You better throw the first punch, Make it a good one! [open/joining]

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  • Take These Broken Wings and Learn To Fly [Open; Power Discovery]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ one hell of a pilot[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]Well, none of this made much sense to Poe, but it seemed like Maplepaw really would rather be left alone. "Uh... you're kind of... sitting in a circle of fire?" He tried again, even knowing she wanted him to leave. He didn't think he could just... leave her here. What if it gets out of control? What if she dies? His anxiety about these sorts of decisions was creeping in. If he made the wrong one and left and she was injured, it would be his fault. Poe barely even noticed Vivian's arrival as he continued contemplating whether to leave or not. "Are you positive you have it under control?" He asked eventually, still sounding unsure.


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  • Mobilization {O: Battle Training}

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  • Love Deterrence {O: Unofficial Meeting}

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  • no money -- joining, open

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  • You better throw the first punch, Make it a good one! [open/joining]

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