Posts by deacon

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; line-height: 100%; font-size: 12pt;]TREK I DIDNT EVEN SEE U WTF
    UUUUUH NOT CURRENTLY I DONT BELIEVE BUT FINNY HAS A CHRISTMAS THREAD!'

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px]TY BABE, imma go check it out

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px]maddox, in the distance: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px]*high-pitched screaming in the distance at jacob*

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px; line-height:13px;]jacob @ gideon: well hi there cherry pie

    gideon: *tries to keep his edgy visage in place and vaguely hears "hello darkness my old friend in the back of his mind*

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px]YO what's happenin' kiddos, i'm back-ish for christmas break and i wanna get some threads rolling because i miss writing oop. i'll do pretty much anything but the things i'm most museful for are:
    - playing older male characters (most of my kids are 24+)
    - dramatic and action-y stuff
    - gay stuff (but i'm not against hetero romance/no romance at all!)
    - darker stuff


    here's my character gallery, if you wanna take a peek!
    click here, my dudes

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px]dark shit: yeet
    tbh, give me gideon and jacob bc i'm thirstin for the cornfield scene that we need to get written out but also we could do a darker thing w heatstroke?

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    jacob: *smiles and shows his white teeth smile and country boy charm* would you like some sweet tea with whiskey? c:


    gideon: *clenches his teeth and tries not to smile at this boy's glow* yeah, more whiskey, less tea, please, blondie

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px]^^^
    [s]gideon: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px]IS THIS TURNING INTO A RP
    gideon: same old mierda. young army guys thinking they're more macho than i am since they're soldiers and i'm "just a cop." they're all the same. how's your... corn?

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px]aka: we're sorry guys we're gay as hell /peace sign/

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:450px]hiya sully!


    willy, im gonna write up a thread for those boy are you ready


    loki ty, they're all flattered and most of them are blushing :')
    WE SHOULD PLOT SOMETHIN


    sounds awesome whitaker! i'm 110% down for age gaps! most of my characters are older than most so i'm used to it haha
    [i]wtf your characters are all beans i love

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 400px; height:auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7.9pt; color: #262626; font-family: arial; text-transform:lowercase; margin-top:10px; padding-bottom:5px;]Gideon had the worst cabin fever of his life. Being cooped up in a military base that his father was stationed at for a month now had the LA boy aching for some entertainment. Shifting from the semi-glamorous life of police captain in California to overgrown army brat put him in a perpetual state of agitation.


    So the guy's mind began to wander to what else he could spend his time doing. Talking with his grandma was his first choice, since the woman had raised him and he always appreciated her company, but sadly, they'd run out of conversation topics a while back. The other soldiers on the base were his second choice, but they were filled with arrogance that had yet to be beaten out of them. He'd scoped the soldier boys out and conversed with a few of them to try and find any that were gay, but they were all dense blocks of flesh that were too dumb to hold his interest. He didn't want to spend his time fraternizing with the like, but they were all muscled and nice to look at on occasion. His third option was speaking with his father, whom he despised, and he was always busy.


    Which brought him here, blaring classic rock in his father's SUV while he sped down a country road with the windows open. He should know not to speed, but with being on the police force, he'd adopted somewhat of a lead foot. He could almost feel himself lulling into a white-line fever of sorts, except that there were no white lines. Only dust, corn, blue skies, and more corn. He was just going for a drive to distract his bored mind, but he was subconsciously heading for a familiar home.


    Once the farm house came into view, Gideon pulled the SUV into the long drive way and pulled his keys out of the ignition. He hopped out of the car and before he knew it, he was standing on Jacob's porch. Jacob- the blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty who put those buff army boys to shame. He blinked himself back to full consciousness and frowned at himself. What the Hell was he gonna do here? Regardless, he was bored and hadn't visited the farmboy's house for about a month (and besides the occasional bump-in at the grocery store, he hadn't seen him either) so he knocked and waited patiently in his beanie, and generally dark clothing.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; width:400px; font-family:helvetica; line-height: 100%;]loki, that's fine! i have muse for most of my characters anywho. i've got muse for playing around with some anger or resentment. or maybe something in a dystopian sorta society?


    tink, hiya, i miss you tbh


    pari, wHY THANK YOU, yes i'd love to plot!


    raini, i'd absolutely like to hear it!


    punk, yes? yes! yes??