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2 yrs ago
Current Pretend this is actually something cool that I have to say.
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2 yrs ago
Statuses are sometimes the most relatable things ever- until they talk about kneecaps
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2 yrs ago
Building a guide to engaging roleplay! Need people to interview. If you want to, PM me! Input would be a great help! :)
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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
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My name is Bailey, Agent, Trip or 43. I am versatile in roleplay topics, though I prefer to do almost anything in the fantasy realm. I'd be willing to rp with anybody, as long as you have enough patience to deal with my awkward personality and sometimes poor grammar. My PMs are open to discussing rps.

Please note that I have not existed or roleplayed for almost half a year so I will be struggling for a little while until I pick my abilities back up! I will try my best, so feel free to PM me as said above!

I talk too much sometimes, sorry



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Gracye sighs.

"I don't care," she replies.
If you want to we can. Idm.
Gracye startles before relaxing as she realizes it was you.

"Oh. Akuji. What's up?" she asks, concerned.

She has yet to see a now downed Rowan.
Rowan growled an order, though none of the other werewolves except for you were awake.

"Gracye," was all he said.

Gracyelia was off doing her own thing in her private room with the blue-and-purple curtain.
Around midnight-ish, Rowan comes back inside. Most of the Havoc's 24/7 residents are asleep but a few are still awake, and rush to Rowan's side. The male wolf is badly injured, as he had gotten into a scrap over a bit of rival pack land his tail had flicked onto at one point. To him, it was not a reason to fight, but the other werewolf pack was territorial as hell.
"Well, since you'rrre being a child," he mutters, padding back outside.

The way Rowan stands indicates power, so perhaps he is more than he looks to be.
She watches Vishu leave and sighs. She enters her ship and prepares to leave Vishu behind, debating whether to actually do so or not.
He shakes his head.

"No, it's not alrrrright. You'rrre a memberrrr of my pack now," he replies.
"Some of us need to be home in time for dinner," she replies simply, "do you want my help or not?"
After a minute, Rowan gets up and follows your scent, finding you under the table.

"Sorrrry I was so harrrrsh," he woofs, dipping his head.
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