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8 yrs ago
Mom is out of the hospital so I might actually have time to rp but we'll see
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8 yrs ago
'yo sis we need a thot slayer there's too many thots want to join the thot police we're recruiting'
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8 yrs ago
should I return?
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8 yrs ago
If that ain’t a college mood
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8 yrs ago
“Hullabaloo, and howdy doo! Musty prawns, and Timbucktu! Yeltsy-by, and hibbety-hoo! Kick ’em in the dishpan! Hoo hoo hoo!!”
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The OOC post is linked above you, in case you didn't see c: AND YAY MORE PEOPLE
Even though this girl, Belle, had reassured her that her messy habits wasn’t anything she should be conscious of, Poppy still grabbed a napkin and swiped it over her face, removing tomato sauce from her lips. The blonde leaned her weight on her elbow that was digging into the table, telling herself to eat slowly and savor the taste. Yet still, she devoured it at a pace most would turn their noses at. The silence became awkward for Poppy, but she figured that the other girl didn’t feel it at all – she seemed so relaxed. “Um, ah, uh…” She meant to finish her sentence and ask what it is that Belle was working on; however, the commotion had gained her undivided attention. Forks and knives suddenly flew up as shouting occurred and Poppy ducked her head down, placing her hands protectively over her head. It would suck if she died by a fork, seriously. Peeking through her sloppy bangs, she managed to see the knight that had materialized over a girl’s anger. That was when chaos erupted: people laughed and then fought, did nothing and then did everything. Colors swirled in a mass of powers, fire and ice, flight and speed. It was all a blur for Poppy as she attempted to press her face into the table. It was only when, after all the shouting and yelling had stopped, that Poppy lifted her head. There was nothing more to attack – the knight was gone. “Should we, ah, go see what, um, happened?” Poppy inquired, looking at Belle expectantly.
![enter image description here](http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20141203210627/degrassi/images/0/0d/Lady-Kenna-lady-kenna-reign-36894091-500-270.gif "enter image title here") **NAME:** Kaja (KAY-UH) Bukowski **AGE:** 18 **PERSONALITY:** Kaja had always been socially awkward, paired with a blunt attitude and a need for space, she often confuses people. She doesn’t care much what people think of her and tries to avoid social interactions as much as possible without seeming rude. The Polish girl has a hard time understanding her feelings, often confusing them for something else, and so has a hard time expressing them. She is a calm, collected woman who doesn’t get angered easily and, when she does, she has to be under a bunch of pressure. Deep within, she has a need to be better than most, always striving to do her best in school, and, when forced into sports, strives to win – she’s competitive like that. Many would say that she was an over-achiever. Kaja can’t really deny it. **PAST:** Kaja was born in Poland and lived there until she was ten when she subsequently moved to America. She has several siblings and to name them all would be too confusing for others, but just to give a number, she has three brothers and two sisters plus one nephew. Her family is considered close and her relatives are always in each others’ business. To get away from her intrusive family, Kaja moved on campus of the college she attends. As a part-time job, she works at a library near the college and, when she is not working, spends most of her time enjoying tea or sleeping in said library. Kaja does not have many friends, but does have acquaintances that she sometimes indulges with a little time from her. **FACTS:** 1. Kaja’s favorite color is grey 2. She is not a morning person 3. Her skin burns easily 4. She loves sniffing perfume, but will never wear any 5. She was born February 27th
Then I reserve the Thief class! EDIT: Lol, you already put it, thanks c:
Interest, very much so C: Ah, I see you made the OOC, but posted the first post in the IC section. I don't want to take the first post from you so I will wait until you transfer it c:
Interested c:
I would love to join this. If you do reservations, I would like to reserve the Thief class. If not, then I hope I'm home when it goes up c:
I would like to be in this, but I haven't seen the full season of Attack on Titan. Can anyway give me an overview? I've seen the first, like, twelve episodes and have seen the second attack by the colossal titan.
> Though I chose a NPC earlier on, I was just wondering if anyone wanted to actually have planned PVP fight? I'm cool with a PVP fight since I don't have any particular NPC fight c:
Poppy was overly-relieved when her new-found acquaintance didn’t react negatively towards her rather rude comment – not that she meant it to be rude. Maybe that was why the blonde allowed herself to be nudged towards the table, focusing on maintaining her ever-failing balance as she hobbled forward. Poppy flopped into a seat, wiggling her body to get comfortable and began to munch messily on her pizza. She always had a particular way of eating pizza: she folded it over horizontally and ate it like a sandwich, and so that was what she did. Sauce dripped from it and onto her fingers which she sucked on greedily, not wanting to waste a single drip. It was whilst sucking on such a drop on the backside of her hand that she realized the girl was talking – introducing herself it seemed. Poppy licked the slop quickly, swallowing and offering her clean hand, smiling lopsidedly, “I’m Poppy O’Conner. It’s great-uh, to meet you, Belle.” It was only this time that Poppy actually took a good look at the girl before her. She was pretty, like super-pretty, and Poppy got the itch to squirm in her seat again as if it could quell the insecurity rising up in her stomach. Then, she got the overwhelming urge to pet her seemingly soft black hair. Instead, she fluttered the hand uselessly in front of her face as if waving something off, before saying, “Sorry, I’m a messy eater. Get it, uh, everywhere and stuff. Yeah.”
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