Posts by nightxshade

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  • if ur bitter and ur jaded clap ur hands [private chat]

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    Lizzy is everyone's friend. Though she gets jealous real easy if someone is trying to be better friends with her really close friends. Lizzy is still everyone's friend and that will never change.
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  • Arrows and Aviators - Plotting [P]

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    Yo peoples. I realized we haven't quite straightened out the usual living system with these assholes we have created. So, as you all should know (at least in america, idk about the outback, Hong Kong, or wherever in Europe that Aya may live) but generally the most sleeping space a room will have in a hotel is two queen beds and a hide-a-bed loveseat. So, most of the time these fuckers just double up on the queen size and the loner gets the bed, this usually alternates wherever they may be at the time.
    Oh, and there aren't any rules on the amount of clothing they wear, no matter how little fucking is happening they can sleep nude all they want even when doubled up with a character who isn't comfortable with it. This does apply to both the male and female rooms. Have fun with the nudity, children.


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  • Arrows and Aviators - Plotting [P]

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    Wolf is so uncomfortable with nude females like its hilarious, it ain't as bad with guys tho


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  • Arrows and Aviators - Plotting [P]

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    Good job Bio, now go read the comment a few above this one about the rooms and jazz


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  • if ur bitter and ur jaded clap ur hands [private chat]

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    Guilty Crown is a great show. Now I advertise for Eden of the East. Go watch it if you haven't. And Mirai Nikki
    Why are you leaving rae?
    that is now your name shh


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  • THE TRAIN'S WAY TO WONDERLAND [p]

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    plot


    It was evident that a girl such as her would never be able to survive in a world as cruel as this. Now, this girl has a natural irrationality to herself, she can’t seem to properly grasp the concept of reality and of the $200 she had begun with, she bought a Pumpkin Spice Frappuccino from Starbucks for $6.75, purchased a train ticket for $59, and now, believing that the remaining $134.25 will fuel her life for the remainder of it. This obviously is completely unreasonable and will barely last her three days in the real world at the pace of a comfortable life, but no matter who tells her this she still can’t seem to grasp the concept of life and the sacrifices that must be made.


    Despite this, she approached the rather old train, certainly not being high class but still well kept, given the price. The naïve girl was certainly cheated out of her money, but her ignorance remained as no one informed her of this, the only people who had known being the ones who did take advantage of her miscomprehensions. Her furious and sudden departure from her home was still clouding her judgement. It was an immature move, but it wasn’t unexpected from her. After all, her parents had informed her of their divorce, and the fact that she would have to move, and for that matter chose between her parents and two very distant places from her home. The house she had grown up in, the house she never had even considered leaving, the city she was so attached to and which seemed to suit her so well. Even though a mere two years ago this seemed to have been ruined by the brat that had emerged from her mother. She didn’t like him being around, he stole away her parents’ attention that should have been hers, he was now the “cute one”. Her fists clenched at her sides as her thoughts seemed to scream at her. HE wasn’t the cute one. HE would never be cuter than her, HE didn’t deserve all of the attention.


    In her bout of anger she had stomped towards the entrance to the passenger cart of the train, her pink dress billowed in the wind from the open-aired platform. It felt nice against her bare legs, as opposed to the sun’s heat beating down on the back of her knees and calves. She didn’t like extreme weathers, it always seemed to bother her, and others, with her overdramatized reactions and convincing herself that she had a heatstroke or was feeling faint. With a sharp yank of her arm she stepped onto the cart, making her way down the aisle. Even though the train was not exactly full, and there were a number of empty seats throughout, including ones with empty rows, but she chose to sit next to someone. A rather interesting looking girl.


    my form


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