Altered Tundra

CANCELLED.

@Rabidporcupine you might want to try tumblr face claim directories. They're pretty ace for newcomers. Or hell, some RP tumblr blogs are really helpful. Eternal roleplay is my go-to.

CANCELLED.

@Rabidporcupine You don't need to be Richie rich to technically live in Beverly Hills. You could be a relative who is living with the rich aunts/uncles and/or grandma/grandpas. And about the being super smart part, my character Kai isn't a brainiac. He just wants to be able to surf and stay away from the drama. you can totally make a character like that who doesn't have any big aspirations to be a CEO or anything like that. Just an average joe who just happens to attend the same school as his or her future bosses.

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

You ever get that nagging feeling that your own pettiness for someone or their friends strips you of actually enjoying a RP and instead constantly find yourself divided between wanting to drop and staying because people are depending on you?

Like, I don't know what it is with me lately, but I've just been in possession of more salt than I have had in my 10 years of rping. It's honestly been killing my drive to roleplay as of late and the only things I've been able to write outside from the occasional post have been character sheets. Like, my characters heets have been great. It's just the actual post-writing and being involved in said roleplays that seem to be the fucking problem I haven't been able to talk to people about characters or anything because I'm just...dead? Idk, maybe that's not the right word. But my drive for certain RPs has been lacking severely and it's kind of driving me to a breaking point I didn't think existed.

Anyway, that's been on my mind, so respond to it or don't, but just needed to get it out.

As you guys were.

CANCELLED.

I N T E R A C T I O N S — Veronica(mentioned @Hero), his parents(NPCs)

There was only one week left until the new semester started and that meant only three months, if that, left until it was the perfect weather to surf. That, above all else, was what kept Kai going through these troubled times of limited surfing. He only caught ten surfs today. Yes, that’s right: only ten. Of course, this was counting the entire day, but at the end of the day, Kai found that not to be enough, especially with all of the free time that he found himself having. His surf didn’t even encompass the entire afternoon. By the time he was able to get home, it wasn’t even five yet. Sure, he worked up quite the appetite and had a bit of a feast. Afterwards, he had to take a short nap.The keyword here, obviously, is short.

Only an hour seemed to pass when Kai went to dreamland. Groggy, he wandered out to the balcony connected to his room and had the sight of a beautiful sunset. His house was just a few clicks away from the beach. The beautiful reds and orange that were aligned with the blues and greens of the ocean was quite the sight. Though nowhere as breathtaking as those that he remembered from Hawaii, it had been something that he grown used to. Hell, Kai might even say he enjoyed the sight that his room allowed.

But the other sight he had wasn’t as beautiful. In fact, he saw the final boxes moved in next door. The Salvadors had new company. He couldn’t be bothered to remember who it was, but he knew Veronica had a new stepsister because her father remarried. He didn’t know the specifics, but ever since that happened, she’s been extra bitchy. As a result, she’s been taking it out on him. Kai would never begin to understand what he did to deserve such attention from such an unruly girl. She was easy on the eyes, that much Kai couldn’t deny, but she was the furthest thing from a delight. Always calling him Momo when he has told her more times than he could count on his fingers and toes to call her Kai.

“God she’s a nightmare.” He mused, scowling at the pure thought of her coming out to her own balcony that was opposite to his. Funny how fate kept on forcing them to interact. No, wait, that’s not funny at all. “Better get back inside before fate tries to force an interaction with her.” Kai shivered at the thought and heeded his own advice.

As his mind wandered, for the next hour, Kai did a list of things: showered to get the stench of the sea off of him, ate something light, and dressed in some fashionable, yet comfortable clothes. When he finished, he had a short conversation with his parents. His father would mention a party that one of his colleagues mentioned their friend’s son was hosting. Jeff something or rather. Kai rolled his eyes, but Kaleo was forceful about this. In his own words: No son of mine is going to spend New Year’s Eve alone. He tried to protest but his father wouldn’t take no for an answer. He even offered to let Kai use his Lexus. He sighed. Wanting to say no, Kai knew his father would insist. The last thing he wanted to do was extend this conversation, so he took his father’s car keys, exited the house, and got into his father’s car.

So this was where I was at? Instead of chilling at home, maybe catching reruns of Dragon Ball Mega, I have to attend this lame party. Thanks, pop. Really, thank you.

_Outfit
I N T E R A C T I O N S — No one.

Kai had taken the long way to the party. Sure, he could’ve gone straight for it at a few turns, but why rush? He certainly wasn’t in any rush to get to a party that, if it hadn’t been for his father, wouldn’t even be attending. But alas, that was a dead horse, so he gave up trying to make it hee-haw again. Instead, he would simply enjoy the view as he casually hovered his way to it. The closer he got to the party, however, the more obvious it became what sort of people were making their way to it. He saw all sorts of cars passing him as he was on the sidewalk. Cars that belonged to people he recognized from school and cars that had the sort of people that he wanted to avoid, yet he was heading right into the lion’s den.

This was going to be a mistake.

There was this movie in the 2010s that was about some family called We’re The Millers. Kai’s father was a big fan of it. Apparently, it had some actress from back in the day known as Jennifer Aniston. Truth be told, Kai never found the film all that interesting, but there was this one line in direct response to some rapper-wannabe when he showed the Millers his tattoo that had the word regrets misspelled by replacing the first ‘e’ with ‘a’. What Kai was experiencing was exactly what Jason Sudakis’ character felt when he saw that tattoo.

What the damn hell did I just walk myself into? I have regrets. And not just a single letter. It’s the entire damn word.

Kai parked his father’s about a block away from where everyone else was heading. The last thing he wanted was to get locked in by the hoard of people he saw were heading the same direction he was. Besides, the walk would be good for his approach to this. How did one enjoy themselves at a party they didn’t want to go to in the first place? Obviously, this would require some planning, though maybe not. Parties were known to be an enjoyable environment. And they were near the beach. If anything, this would be a nice excuse to participate in this party without actually having to endure the stupidity of the popular kids.

“What a fantastic idea. Glad I thought of it.”

Sometimes Kai amused himself so much that he forgot that talking to yourself wasn’t a sign of a healthy, mental state. Right, he’ll work on that at some point. But bottom line was that he knew how to enjoy this party and didn’t have to get involved in the politics he had made it his mission to avoid.

Right, now that was decided, Kai could finally enter the jungle. Hopefully, none of the stealthy tigers would try and pounce. He wasn’t good with confrontation.

But maybe that was just hoping for the impossible. Even if he wasn’t the subject of it, every corner he turned, Kai was either in the way of someone trying to get the attention of someone else or was being bumped into. Had he been any other person, he would’ve made a big deal out of all of the times he was mistakenly called on or bumped into. Instead, he tried to get through the massive hoard of people bumping and grinding and pressing the limits of his personal space just so he could get to the bar. He wasn’t a heavy drinker, but he sure could go for something soothing. “Whatever's fine, I guess,” Kai told the person serving drinks. He didn’t really care one way or the other what he got to drink. The only thing that honestly mattered to him was finding some enjoyment amongst the chaos.

Iquenos: In Nomine Domini

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By all that was holy and right in the world, Zestasia was ready to throw it down with whatever man, woman, or whatever have you. His fists were armed, glowing radiantly thanks to the light from the sun above and his eyes were focused, narrowed with a stern seriousness that made him appear to be a totally different guy.

But that all changed almost instantaneously when a few things happened. First off was the obvious: the barge had come to a full stop, rocking those who were mobile forward (or backward depending on how far forward/back they were leaning). In Zestasia’s case, his body was hunched slightly forward, so as gravity took over, he took a few tumbling rolls. His body stopped with it hit something solid like a metal of some sort. Truth be told, Zestasia was more focused on trying to regain his footing and enjoying the fact that he now had a raging headache.

Once he was up and on his feet, Zestasia scanned around, his cerulean eyes first looking in front, then to every side possible, and then behind him. Though everything seemed to be relatively normal, it did take him just a moment longer than it would’ve taken the normal person to realize that he was no longer glowing. He didn’t think much of it at first. He did take a hard hit when he crashed into part of the barge, so his focus was off just a tad. “No problem, let me just do something about that,” Zestasia said, gathering his magic.

No good. Nothing came of it.

“Okay, let’s try again.”

And still, nothing came. Did he really use up all of his reserves when activated his Solaris Pallio? No, that wasn’t it. Something else must be wrong.

Zestasia ran a few scenarios through his mind. One of them was the sun being blocked out since his main source of power was the sun, but that didn’t make any sense. He hadn’t dipped into his reserves. Plus, when he looked up, the sun was still out, so that wasn’t the reason why he couldn’t activate any of his magical spells. So then, what could it be? The sudden lack of an answer brought frustration to Zestasia and he began to scratch his head out of said frustration, angrily grunting, though that would soon fade into a gasp as he saw shadows of what appeared to be some kind of avian-like creature.

He didn’t do anything at first. As they were fast-approaching the barge, Zestasia eyed them warily. It became apparent to Zestasia that they weren’t flying south for winter. First off, it wasn’t even cold outside. And secondly, they were centered at the barge and they took to a diving assault. Instinctively, Zestasia rolled forward, avoiding any direct confrontation with the angered birds. However, his jacket was caught and part of his pant leg had been snipped off like a knife does with softened butter.

Zestasia’s previous slight worry was now on the border of panic. These birds had human flesh on their mind. Whatever the reason, he had that much figured out. There was just something about the noises they made that made that much obvious to him. “So, what now? Fight or flee? For some reason, I can’t use my magic and these birds seem to be stronger than your average parrot.” He said, looking at the hot blonde and his brother. He would be down for either option, but the lack of access to his magic made the fleeing option preferable.

CANCELLED.

Character Number 2: Kai Chiaki, the Waverider

Aukai Moana “Kai” Chiaki

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The Only Place | Summertime | Shout

N I C K N A M E (S)

• Kai - a universal nickname that he will accept by anyone.
• O-Kai - a more personal nickname that his closest hoas.
• Momo - a teasing name that his elder sister called him just to get under his skin. Vivi also uses it to get under his skin. Both instances have proven successful
• Chi-chi - now this one is something that Kai will not accept under any circumstances. He might be all about going with the flow, but even he has his limits.

A G E

16, 2/27

G E N D E R

I’m a bro, brah

S E X U A L I T Y

Heterosexual

E T H N I C I T Y

Pacific Islander(½ Chinese, ½ Hawaiian)

R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S

My only love is that of the flow

O C C U P A T I O N

The Shore Shack(located at the Santa Monica Pier)

C L A S S I F I C A T I O N

Junior

R O L E

Lucky Number 7. The Burnouts. The Skaters. The no-aspirationers.

I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E

Kai has never been the type of person to have a very intimidating visage. As he does come from The Big Island, life over there has been pretty lax, so Kai’s never adopted what some in California choose to portray themselves as. He’s perfectly comfortable with letting his dark hair grow out and enjoying life as much as he could. Of course, coming from Hawaii, one could expect him to have a very lean body type. Surfing is a very physical activity and one has to be able to make split-second decisions. So, having a fit, yet not very muscle-heavy, physique. Plus, he never was a fan of those overly-muscular bodies. They always seemed to be too much for his simple soul. Plus, given his vertical frame is no taller than 69 inches, it should be assumed that he’s at just the right height-to-weight ratio. Plus, with all of the physical activities he does, being a freak of nature isn’t in his best interest. (”You tell them, brah!”)

Now that you know what Kai looks like, it’s high time to find out what he prefers to wear, no? Well, let’s just say that he prefers the simple route. In his closet, you won’t find brand name shirts or anything of the like. No fancy dress pants or some over-the-top shoes that would’ve cost him an arm and a leg. Despite his parents’ status and despite everyone around him wearing top-of-the-line attire, Kai has never been one to change his ways. Since living in Hawaii, he’s always been about loose-fitting, comfortable wear. Shirts that are easy to put on, shorts and pants that don’t cost that much, and pretty much the kind of clothes that would be easily removed for whenever he had to put on his wetsuit to hang ten or something. Though, of course, he would always adjust to the weather. If it’s cold outside, then you’ll see him in long-sleeve shirts and pants rather than a tank and free-forming shorts. But, always, Kai wears a beanie on his mop that he calls his hair.

H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S

• Go With the Flow - “Back on the island, I had nothing to worry about. All I had to do was make the grades so I could catch the waves, but ever since moving to the land of the rich, I’ve encountered way more drama than I wanted to. Something about Candies and these three called H.O.T.. And there was something about the Elite, but I try not to pay attention to those sort of people. I knew their types back in Honolulu. My motto is to just go with the flow and remaining absolutely chill and oblivious to all. Besides, the more they’re worried about their politics gives me more time to catch the killer waves.”
• Stay low so you can hang high - “I am practically a nobody here. I don’t know anyone on a personal level except for those who, like me, want to lie low and who just slide under the radar. If you ask me, I prefer it this way. I stay out of the drama and have more time for my own self. Plus, who really wants to deal with the high school drama when you can just relax and let the current take you, bruddah.”
• People say I’m a bit too short-tempered - “I get this a lot and I don’t know why they say this. Sure, I might have the tendency to act rashly, but does that mean I’m short-tempered? If you want to know who is the one with a short fuse, just go ask my neighbor, Veronica Salvador. I swear this girl is someone straight out of a manga - that’s a Japanese comic book for those of you who are drawing blanks. Anyway, Vivi and get into it a lot. I don’t know how else to explain it, but maybe she’s the cause for my anger fits. I do try and not let her bother me. No matter what she does, though, it never seems to work. Plus, she’s really easy on the eyes…”
• My hair really does draw attention - “Okay, so this isn’t my fault. I promise I don’t try to draw attention to myself if I don’t need to, but I’ve been told that I have really nice hair. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m a native of Hawaii or just that I take really good care of it, but no matter what I think shouldn’t happen, some of the girls at school whistle at me or wave to me. I don’t want to be rude, so I wave back and apparently, I have this tendency to run my head through my hair and shoot a smile. And that gets them to pay more attention to me than I want them to. Seriously, ladies, I’m flattered, but please I’m just trying to get by without any drama…”

D R E A M S

My dream is to first survive this cesspool known as high school and maybe travel abroad on some sort of scholarship. But honestly? I just want to return to Hawaii and stay there for as long as I can. That’s where my heart is.

L I K E S

• Surfing (“It’s my lifeblood. I will always choose this over everything else. Always.”)
• Yoga. Kai does yoga every day in his backyard, or if it’s too cold, he’ll do it outside. It relaxes him so.
• Martial arts - this is something else that Kai delves into. Being very physical, he has been practicing martial arts since he was five years old. He currently has a black belt in Karate and he recently started doing Judo.
• Parkour/Free-Running - (“Let’s just say it’s one of my many interests. I just love being able to move around.”)
• Hoverboarding. This is the new age of skaters. Finally the technology has allowed proper hoverboards like from the movies and almost every skater from California to New York has one. And you can bet your ass that Kai has one of the best. He just loves the shit out of it. (“It’s like surfing, but the air is the water, bruddah.”)
• Weed. Nuff said, right?
• Chill beats. Let’s just say that Kai likes to really relax, sometimes whilst high.
• Cloud/star-gazing. Another thing he does to let his mind go free
• Hawaiian Food. Being a full-blooded Hawaiian, this is a no-duh.
• Windy and rainy seasons. It just feels nice when the two are coupled together.
• A low-key nerd. This includes but isn’t limited to
  
  • Comic books
  • Video games
  • Anime
  • Science-related puns
  • Hentai
• Pineapple Pizza.

| D I S L I K E S

• Drama. Seriously, this is the one thing that Kai tries to avoid.
• Unwanted attention. Just respect his personal space, please.
• When he isn’t able to surf or do the things he loves.
• Being forced to endure his father’s strict guidelines.
• When the weather is wrong about when it would be a nice time to surf.
• Those popular kids who try and provoke him. (“Not going to lie here, these kids with their candies and being called hot seem to push my last buttons. Vivi might agree with me here.”)
• His neighbors. That Vivi gets on his nerves and disrupts his chi.
• Over-seasoning in his food. There’s nothing worse than your food being too salty to eat.
• ”Authentic” Hawaiian food that Americans try to pass as a genuine Hawaiian experience.
• Cats. He cannot express how much these animals bother him. #doglife

F E A R S

Fears? I’m not really sure what to put here. I mean, I’m pretty fearless. I surf on a daily basis. I engage in high-risk activities, so I’m not really sure what I’m afraid of. Would it be too silly to put that I fear I will break my board? Or maybe die while catching a killer wave? Maybe sharks. They’re pretty scary, but I don’t think they’re all that present in california. Well, I guess my family would be one thing I wouldn’t want to lose. Yeah, that’s something I’d definitely fear would happen. Not that it’s likely, but it’s certainly one of the few things that could really send a shiver down my spine. “

H I S T O R Y

I’ll try and keep this brief. My family and I, sister included, used to live in Honolulu. We were pretty basic when it came to Hawaiian families. My father hit it big in the restaurant business. He owns a few chains of authentic Hawaiian cuisine places throughout central Honolulu and my mother was what you call a food critic. It’s how they met. Some years later, we, my sister Kala and myself, came out, and our family was complete.

My mom is a Chinese immigrant who came with her parents, but my father was born and raised on the main island, Oahu, of Hawaii. He had seven brothers and sisters ranging from three years to a decade younger than him. He is the eldest of them. His parents died when he was fifteen, so you could imagine how he took responsibility for them. It was mostly good, but there were certainly some bad moments. But with the help of social security and welfare, he was not only able to get all of them through that difficult period of losing their parents, but all of them have then gone on to lead successful lives. The youngest three live throughout the island. One is a hermit, another is a sale broker, and the last is a professional wrestler currently employed by WWE. As for his other three siblings, they all still live in Honolulu, running the Honolulu-based locations of my father’s restaurant chain, Hang Ten. Though, while they run those stores, my father has moved on to bigger and better things.

But that’s enough of that. Let me tell you a bit about myself. My name is Aukai Moana Chiaki. I know, my name isn’t traditional. I try and refrain from letting people know my full name. I tend to just tell them my name is Kai. I mean, it’s not like it’s false. If you look at my name, the shortened version is Kai. Anyway, it’s embarrassing and I don’t know why my mom would name me Aukai Moana. That’s not very manly. Not that I’m the ideal case of manliness or anything like that, but perhaps my parents were high when they decided to name me that? Oh well. I guess there’s no use in trying to change it now. What’s done is done. Hakuna Matata, right? Right.

Okay, now let me tell you a bit about what I’m about. I like to surf. Okay, that’s an understatement. Surfing is my life. If I can just sit at the beach and ride some killer waves, that would be the ideal life. But alas, I cannot do that, so I must balance that out with actual responsibilities. Though, I could’ve done that from the Big Island. Why did we have to move right when I was starting middle school, and be forced into this foreign land that is called California. So uncool, pops. At least my sister got the choice to stay because she got a full-ride at Honolulu University. Meanwhile, I had to stay with my parents and endure this foreign land.

Yeah, just imagine how hard it was being a brown-skinned bruddah amongst some lighter and darker folks. Kind of makes me seem like a lolo, huh? Well, that’s how it felt. N’yways, they didn’t take too kindly to my accent and my poor use of their English language. I prefer my native tongue, thank you very much. Though, they didn’t appear to give any damns. So, yeah, I was forced to endure a few years of some beatings. Little did they know, I was packing(as they put it) some killer moves that made them second-guess messing with me.

And so, we enter the age that I attend Beverly Hills High School. This place was like out of that one, old ancient television series 90210. There were cliques and all of them followed an order of succession: there were the King and Queens, the preps, jocks, and then the rest were split into categories that were called ‘Other Cliques’. I honestly had nor will have any interest in those. Just put me where the drama isn’t present and I’m good, ya know? Yeah, I just want to slide through this cesspool so I can get out of here. But I mean, I have met some cool peeps along the way. They're mostly the loner and burnouts, but as far as I’m concerned, they’re my ohana away from my real ohana.

Oh, one last thing: my next door neighbors, the Salvadors. God, they’re great except for Veronica. For as long as we have lived here, they were the house next to ours and that Vivi keeps insisting to call me Momo. Like, can you not, girlie? I know it’s probably a bit hypocritical since I’ve stated that I hate drama and here I am trying to start some. Whatever, this woman gets on my nerves and makes me want to punch her, but I am the bigger man, so I don’t.

And that’s it for me. I’m pretty boring, I know. There’s not a lot to me. I’m just your everyday surfer who just wants to fly under the radar. I smoke weed and I’m a lowkey nerd. I have no over-the-top aspirations and, to me, that’s just fine. Not everyone needs to be rich or have successful careers, right?

| | E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S | |

List is seasonal, so all might not be at the same time. This just an overall list of what Kai does outside of school yearly.

• Various extreme sports
• Surfing
• Martial Arts competitions
• Track and Field Team
• Swimming Team
• Anime Club(”Shhh, it’s supposed to be a secret.”)

B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S

| B E S T | PE, History, and English
| W O R S T | Everything else

F A M I L Y

Kaleo Bane Chiaki | 50 | Father - “He and I have some complicated history. His job five years ago brought us out of the home we knew all our lives and wouldn’t give up the money in favor of where we were, so we butt heads from time to time. I think he knows I resent him a little. Well, at least my grades keep him off my ass.”
Haukea Kailani “Kiki” Chiaki | 47 | Mother - “I love my makuahine. She’s the greatest. When dad was in one of his fits or was away, she’s been the rock. I do just wish that she’d be less protective of what I do in my spare time. She definitely doesn’t approve of my love for adventure. Sometimes, I think she wishes I was like normal teenagers. Does she even know what a normal teen is? Probably not. Still, love ya mom.”
Kala Leilani Chiaki | 23 | Older Sister - “Kala’s out somewhere trying to change the world. I don’t know where she is at the moment, but I’m sure it’s doing something important. Hopefully she’s safe. I do miss her though. Call it what you want but she’s my big sis and I haven’t seen her since we were still living in Honolulu.”

E X T R A N O T E S

-Would be a full-time surfer if he could
-drives an Easter Jeep Safari - colored Aqua
-has a blue and white striped surfboard
-has a Hoverboard that he uses more than his jeep. It is his most-used form of transportation.
-has a West Highland White Terrier named Tika

_{Face Claim: Booboo Stewart | Color: lightseagreen | Favorite Food: Loco Moco}

Word association Game!

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These Brits sure were feisty, huh? Though Lillian wasn’t nearly as accepting of Ava’s own, personal peanut gallery as Liz was, it still made her smile that, despite all the talk about them as a whole, this Brit didn’t write off Ava by simply walking away. That, if nothing else, was proving all them anti-American stereotypes wrong. Though, Ava wasn’t an American herself. But Lillian obviously didn’t know that. Oh god, Ava’s starting to play the same game her brother does. God-fucking-dammit! She had to do something about that.

Oh, but of course, before Ava could jump at the chance, someone who happened to be sitting at the table that she and Lillian were, decided to open up his mouth. Who was he? And why the hell didn’t she or Lillian spot him when they sat down? Based off of how stereotypically-withdrawn this guy appeared to be, Ava’s first impression of him was that didn’t want to speak up. He seemed like one of those guys that chose to sit in the front of the class because it meant not having to deal with the troublemakers in the classroom. Ava never had any problem with those kinds of people. Hell, she was friends with a couple of them. Nice people when they want to be, but there were types in that same group that did it because they were a self-loathing, purposely-hateful collection of introverts that wanted everyone to feel sorry for them.

Ava couldn’t deduce which side of that spectrum this guy was. “I’m being perfectly civil. Just tell him, Lillian,” Ava said, smiling, through her eyes, she teased Lillian. How’s that for listening? “But, if it’ll make you feel all that much better, Mister...whatever your name is, we could take this--”

As Ava attempted to finish that thought, someone interjected yet again. Seriously, these people budding in a conversation was getting old. “What the hell do you want?” Ava snapped, her head whipping back. Only then did she realize who it was. She couldn’t remember his name, but the face seemed familiar. Where she met him wasn’t clear, but that would soon change as his lips moved and words flowed out of them. Apparently, he was Harvey and she met him at that boring party. “Right, because I totally remember you.” She rolled her eyes, not really listening to what he said. She only caught the last bit about novels and reading. Again, it bored her, though she just nodded and pretended to understand what he was saying. As far as he knew, she had been listening to every word.

Taking just a moment to gather herself, Ava would lean back in her chair, trying not to be suffocated by the increasing amount of people at the table. She couldn’t vouch for the black guy, but she was getting a little antsy. Plus, she dared not bring the wrath from the librarian. “So tell me, do you lot always choose the libraries to find friends? Or is this just one of those chance encounters I’ve read so much about?” Ava asked, though she wasn’t sure if they caught on that she wasn’t seriously wanting to know the answer to that question. She asked it purely for the shits and giggles.

My name's Lena, and I devour the rear-ends of your female companions

That is certainly one way to get people to notice you. Regardless, welcome to the site! I hope you find all that you are looking for (and good luck with the devouring of our females' rears )

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