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𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌. 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗐 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗍𝗈𝗈, 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗆'𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗇𝗈𝗐.

𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾. 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗎𝗉𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗆𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒. ❝𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋, 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖼𝗒𝖼𝗅𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗍. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾. ❛𝖡𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁. 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽'𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍.❜ 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋.

𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖣𝖺𝗆𝗇, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝖽. 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝖼𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗎𝗉, 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗌.

❝𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄. 𝖨'𝗆... 𝗎𝗁...❞ 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁. ❝𝖴𝗁𝗆, 𝖨'𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐.❞ 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋. ❝𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇.❞ 𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄. ❝𝖢𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗄𝖾, 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗋𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻.

❝𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝖨'𝗆 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝗀𝗈. 𝖨𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒.❞ 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋.

【❝DON'T YOU FORGET ABOUT ME❞】

Kendall Mcguire

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♛ Name: Kendall Shane Mcguire

♛ Nickname: Ken or Kenny only

♛ Birth Date: September 25th

♛ Age: Seventeen

♛ Gender: Male

♛ Sexuality: Pansexual

♛ Appearance: Kendall is definitely attractive and keeps his appearance up and tidy to maintain it. He stands up to be six foot one and weighs about one hundred and sixty-six pounds with a well-toned body and frame and a few muscles that can be seen from his sometimes tight clothing. His skin complexion compliments that he is of mixed race and has a nice glow that beams from it. Plus, his skin is blemish and pimple free and he likes to moisturize every night before bed and every day whenever he wakes up. His hair is trimmed evenly on all angles of his head and his hair is a medium brown color and it likes to have it combed up or lightly spiked up. His eyes are a dark brown color. Kendall's style is definitely trendy because he likes to keep up with the latest men's fashion that comes out monthly. People have been impressed with his style and have complimented him on it quite often. He likes to wear buttoned-up collared shirts, no matter the color or if it's short or long sleeved along with slacks of any color and moccasin footwear. It is no doubt that he has elegent, or evening wear but those are hung up and reserved for special occasions only.

♛ Habits: • Posts regularly on social media • Runs his fingers through his hair • Takes way too much time picking out an outfit • Drumming his fingers on a hard surface

♛ Likes: ✔ people taking his pic and selfies | pizza | honey nut cheerios | being wealthy

♛ Dislikes: ✘ being sick | people trying to insult him | not getting his way | bbq food

♛ Fears: • spiders • losing his trust fund • people finding out his secret • drowning

♛ Secrets: he wasn't born into the wealthy lifestyle but was very much adopted into it but tells people that he's been wealthy his whole life. he also might've gotten a girl pregnant and she was paid a large sum of money to move away.

♛ Personality: Kendall's a powerful individual and holds that title well over the heads of other people. He walks with his head held perfectly high in the air and struts with a pearly white smile that seems to make people melt whenever he flashes it in their direction. Kendall's wealthy and he's really proud of that. People that aren't as wealthy as him, he talks down on often and makes sure that they feel low. Some days he likes to do this and other days, he just does not give them the time of day. It's no doubt that he has a really vain personality but he does possess some good qualities, which rarely shows unless he's around his friends. One of those qualities is his ambition and his strong desire to succeed very, very far in life and just about whatever he does. It is very rare that he shows this quality though as he's always perceived as mean towards others, which he is and a bully, which he isn't. Not all the time anyway. All he needs is someone to show him the love that he did not receive whenever he was growing up.

♛ Biography: Kendall was adopted around the wealthy lifestyle and loved every of it. It was ridiculous, to be honest, but Kendall did not mind it at all because he had friends and such that were just like him or had just about half the money as him. He went to the most elite and prestigious schools that New York had to offer but unfortunately, they were all boys schools. His parents did not want him to be caught up in a ridiculous scandal with a girl about anything, which he ended up doing anyway with a girl he met during ivy week. His upbringing was not what he was expecting but he got through it and prevailed but only when the attention was taken off of him and placed onto his younger brother. He had the privilege of earning his trust fund at the early age of fourteen, blackmailing his father with some documents he had found that is now disclosed and locked up safely. He had grown up over the time and became in love with drums, which he does play from time to time especially in his free time. His father got a job offer in another state, which he accepted and his mother along with his younger brother stayed behind in New York while Kendall and his father moved instead. Of course, being the new on the block wasn't always the easiest but just like everything else, Kendall prevailed. He now has to serve detention though and hope that some of his friends are going to be in there so he can talk shit with them.

♛ Face Claim: Daren Kasagoff

♛ Hex: #5eb58e

【❝DON'T YOU FORGET ABOUT ME❞】

𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻

@Dirty Pretty Lies @KatKook @Moriarty @Oxenfree
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𝖲𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝖧𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝖲𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾. 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍'𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍. 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾.

𝖶𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖲𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝖧𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝖲𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅, 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖨𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗃𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖲𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗂𝗋𝖼𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗈𝗍𝗒𝗉𝖾𝗌. 𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖺 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅, 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾, 𝖺 𝗃𝗈𝖼𝗄, 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗋, 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗍, 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗒-𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖻𝗈𝗒, 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝖺𝖼, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖾.​​

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𝖲𝗈, 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖡𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖢𝗅𝗎𝖻, 𝖺𝗇 𝟪𝟢𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾. 𝖪𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒. 𝖨'𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝖲𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗐𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗒. 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌. 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗌𝗈, 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐. 𝖠𝗅𝗌𝗈, 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝖿𝗌. 𝖨 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍.

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• You all know the deal here, I'm sure but incase you don't, please follow all of RPG's rules apply here
• Be kind, courteous and respectful to every writer present. No OOC drama, either but IC drama is encouraged heavily. Stir shit up!
• Be able to post at least two paragraphs. Quality over quantity always though.
• Use realistic faceclaims and make sure that they look at least high school aged.
• I do appreciate reservations, too but in order to do so, provide me with your role and whatever color you are going to use. If you showed interest, you role is already reserved.
• No time limit on when to get characters in but just do so in a reasonable time frame. That also goes for posting standards.
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Below are the sections that I would like to see in your sheets. I do not like to code sheets for others to use because I like to see others creativity and give them that freedom. In other words, your sheet does not have to be coded.

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Name
Nickname - if applicable
Birth Date
Age - high school age
Gender - come on, now. all genders matter here
Sexuality - all sexualities matter here too
Appearance - just mention to us what the pics don't show
Habits - something your character always or sometimes do
Likes
Dislikes
Fears - what are they afraid of? what makes their bones tremble?
Secrets - uh, yeah. spill the tea.
Personality - can be as long or short as you wish
Biography - again, as long or short as your heart contents
Face Claim - whose your inspiration for your character?
Hex - what color are you using?

Academy 003: Seeds of Change [CLOSED]

@ibecameinsane Which character is Vincent talking to? Jaden or Jack?

@Surtr Inc

jack. sorry. forgot you had two males

𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻

@Dirty Pretty Lies @KatKook @Moriarty @Oxenfree
got my days mixed up. sorry about that. the ooc thread will be up tomorrow

Academy 003: Seeds of Change [CLOSED]

finally posted. c:

Academy 003: Seeds of Change [CLOSED]

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Vincent had stayed awake while most fell asleep on the bus ride toward the academy. His eyes scanned the scenery they had passed by leading up to the academy and it seemed like it was going to be quite fancy. Vincent had hoped not though because he did not enjoy the finer settings in life or just in general. He had exhaled a sigh through his parted lips just as the academy came into view. At that moment, he knew that there was no going back and that this was the make or break moment. The bus came to a halt and everyone that was napping had woken up. His eyes bounced from person to person as he pressed his lips together before he stood up and walked toward the exit to get off of the bus. He was bumped into by a passing female and arched a brow at her before he took a few more steps and he was finally off of the bus.

'Woah.' Vincent thought in his mind as he passed through the entrance gates with everyone else. Of course, just what he had expected. Wealthy kind of academy, which made him do a slight eye roll. His gaze then went behind him and seen one of the girls escaping from a vehicle and she had a driver. 'Ugh. That means more wealthy people reside here.' He thought in absolute disgust and tried not to make it too obvious. As the crowd he was among walked further on inside, someone had taken their bags and they were lead to an auditorium, where a welcome ceremony was held. Vincent paid no attention to it really but focused much more on everyone around, just analyzing in his mind to see who he could potentially get along with or not. Not that he was there to make friends but if they were going to be on teams or roommates, he had to see who he could click with rather well.

Finally, they were dismissed and lead to the cafeteria. The ceremony left them with a lot of information to retain, which he did mostly and thought about some of the things that were mentioned. It was then he was brought back to reality by the sound of some yelling and he turned his head in the direction of the loud shouting. Vincent had shifted his gaze back toward preparing his tray, which was nothing more than two slices of pizza and a bottled water. That was all he needed. From there, he'd eye everyone in the cafeteria and hoist up his tray to be even with his midsection as he walked and sat with some guy. He was alone so Vincent shrugged his shoulders and started a trek over there, sitting down with no emotions or expressions and gave him a simple head nod.

"So..." He had no idea how to break the ice but he was going to at least. "Are you excited to be here?" Vincent asked a dumb question and would hold no ill will toward the male if he had given him a dumb response back or something of that nature. All he had to do was wait as he picked up a slice of pizza and took a bite, his gaze doing as it did earlier, which was bouncing from person to person.

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Ronald had gone back up the stairs for a moment as he went into the kitchen and grabbed himself a shot and a bottle of tequila. He downed three shots before washing out the glass, placing it back along with tequila and was fixing to head back down to the basement until a knock came over the door. His eyes cut toward the door and he walked over to it, looking out the curtain beforehand because someone egged him before and he wasn't having it this year. It was Augie and Ron unlocked the door, opening it with a greeting smile. "Aye. What's up, Augie?" He had stepped aside to let him in. "Party is being held down in the basement. Bernie is already down there so go join her and make yourself at home." Ronald muttered as he had closed the door behind him, locking it again.

Just as he took two steps forward, he had to take two steps back and did not look out the curtain this time, just unlocked the door and opened it, seeing Issac dressed as Macho Man Randy Savage. Ron's eyes scanned him and he let out a small laugh. "I can dig it, Issac." He said as he stepped beside him after closing the door again and started to walk down toward the basement. "Dude, I have to announce you. This moment is too good to pass up." He had muttered as he walked down the stairs and eyed Bernie along with Augie and made the announcement for Issac dressed as Randy Savage. Ron even went as far as to hum Randy's entrance music as he came down the stairs, still laughing just a little.

From that moment, he did go back upstairs and heard another knock. 'Why couldn't everyone ride together or something?' He had thought then heard a voice call out trick or treat from outside. 'Aw, shit. It's them little bastards again.' Ron thought while he grabbed ahold of an umbrella from beside the door then stretched out to unlock and open the door, along with ducking while opening the umbrella in the process. After a minute of nothing hitting the umbrella, he had looked over it and seen Claire, clearing his throat before he enclosed the umbrella and placed it back. "Uh, you see, what had happened was..." Ron started then shrugged his shoulders, not really wanting to explain to her what happened before. "Well, nothing. What's up, Claire?" Ron leaned down and gave her a small hug, smiling big then forgot about her face paint as he quickly stood back upright, pointing her in the direction of the basement and letting her know who was all down there already.

By then, his phone vibrated inside his pocket and he grabbed it from his pocket, seeing the text from Ara, which he did not bother to answer to. No real reason but he did wonder what the surprise was. Not only that but why was she riding with Rob? Ronald shrugged his shoulders then went back down to the basement for a moment, peeking down there. "You guys okay?" He'd ask them and wait for some of their responses before he headed back upstairs since there was yet another knock upon the door. When he opened it, he had seen Rob and the metalhead beside him had to be Ara since they were riding together. "Oh. Hey, guys. Party's down the basement and just make yourself at home." His response to them was rather bland but not out of jealousy but because he was hoping that Ara came as something sexy or just something rather than a metalhead.

Ron had closed the door behind them and trekked closely behind them, grabbing Ara softly by her arm. "What the hell is this?" He'd ask her motioning to her costume or whatever the hell it was. Another knock came over the door and he looked at the door then back at Ara. "Hold on a moment." He said with a groan as he walked over to the door and opened it. "Hey, Alice. Party's down the basement and just make sure at home and help yourself to some snacks." Ron then went back over by Ara and arched a brow up at her. "Well?" He said in a questionable tone then folded his arms over his semi-muscular chest but not in a defensive way, just in an 'what the hell were you thinking?' type of way.