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    1. Blitz 12 yrs ago

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1 yr ago
Current blaze it and praise it
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1 yr ago
I go my whole life without encountering the word "pursuant" then suddenly it crops up like ten times in the past week
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1 yr ago
this is some chapstick weather
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6 yrs ago
ENTP: "opportunity is missed because it looks like hard work" me: *eyes bulge mid-bite of chocolate-sprinkled donut while procrastinating*
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6 yrs ago
>"Tell me something you're not proud of." Me: My RPG post ratio is higher than my GPA
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Bio

Hiya, I'm Blitz.

I think I'll put a bunch of my characters' quotes here because what better describes a person than the things they say? (Or rather, things my characters have said... Tee-hee)

Most Recent Posts

hmm hmm hmm hmmmmmm.
i think I know what to do
oh tru.

wait quick q:
has landon picked kaelyn or katrina i still haven't decided tbh
So Daxam doesn't have to write them all by himeself
Hey, I've got a quick question. Even though people know psychics exist, are they very common in every day life? Like would most people know one personally or no?
i would say so.
Lucas had been resting his hand on his cheek on his fist, feeling his eyelids beginning to slowly shut. The teacher hadn’t started his lesson yet. It sounded like he was talking to someone. Slightly curious, Lucas forced his eyes to open a bit more and looked nonchalantly over toward the teacher’s desk. A girl stood there, drenched from head to toe in rain. She held the syllabus that the class had received the day before and the teacher was pointing some things out to her on the paper. She must’ve missed the first day of school or something, but at first glance she didn’t look very familiar. Was she a new student?

The teacher turned and gestured to the empty desk that was beside him. It wasn’t the only empty desk at that moment because not everyone had arrived, but the day before it was the only unoccupied desk. It looked like she was going to be sitting next to him from now own.

Lucas tried not to stare at her as she slowly and somewhat nervously made her way over to the desk. Instead, he turned his head and seemed much more interested in the blank Promethean Board at the front of the room.

Finally she came up next to him and started talking to him in short, anxious sentences. He turned his gaze to her and chuckled at her uneasiness. At first, he was surprised that she knew his last name, but having gotten a better look at her face, he realized she was not a new student. He had in fact had a few classes with her in the past. Her name was Alicia, or Alyssa, or Alison or something, right?

Lucas took a look around at the desks when she mentioned the seating arrangement and shrugged. “R” wasn’t quite at the end of the alphabet, but it was very possible he was the last on the list.

“I’m not really sure, to be honest,” he answered, looking back to her. “But that desk was the only empty one yesterday, so it’s all yours.” He smiled at her, trying to come across as friendly.

“What’s your name again?” he asked casually. “I’m terrible with names. I only remember faces.”
you're kidding :o we must be like, uh, what's the word? twins? lol
Sorry if it's perhaps a little too long :|
Lucas loved the rain. He sat in his driveway with the car running for a few moments, just listening to the rain patter against the fiberglass roof. Unfortunately for him, the electrical storms of the summer were probably over. They usually filled him up with a kind of euphoric energy, like an instant cup of coffee mixed with Red Bull. This storm looked like it’d just be rain.

Thankful that he didn’t have to walk in this weather, Lucas shifted the car into reverse and began to back out of the driveway and head toward school. It was the second day of school and he was already sick of it. Although, it wasn’t really all that bad. Most of his teachers were nice and he had friends in just about every class. Maybe he was just upset about having missed the deadline to join the football team. He had been in Cancun for the week during the tryouts that took place before school had started, an unfortunate turn of events. Now he had more time than he knew what to do with, and a lot of his friends couldn’t hang after school because they had practice.

Lucas had his iPod playing over the radio quietly as he drove through the gloomy streets. Normally he played his music at a much higher volume, but today he was deep in thought. Well that wasn’t quite it. He just was having trouble focusing.

Out of nowhere, Lucas slammed on the brakes when he realized a line of cars in front of him had stopped for a red light.

“Holy shit,” he said as he took a breath to calm his now racing heart. He blamed the school’s schedule for his drowsiness. Waking up at six every morning was inhuman. It was only a matter of time before some idiot sued for getting in an accident while driving drowsy.

A few minutes later, Lucas pulled into the school’s parking lot and found his assigned space which was near the school, a desirable asset. He sat in his car for a couple more seconds, partly to listen to the rain again, but mostly to find his hoodie and put his hood up. It wasn’t exactly water proof, or even water resistant, but it should do for the couple seconds he’d be exposed to the downpour. He then reached over to the passenger seat and grabbed his backpack and made sure all its zippers was tightly shut before he opened up his door.

Thinking running would look silly, he made his way toward the front doors with a semi-fast pace. As he pushed open the front doors, he heard the first bell of the day ring, signaling the students to head to their first period.

Damn, he had no time to meet up with his friends before. Oh well.

Leaving his hood up, Lucas made his way through the labyrinth of hallways and entered his first period class—psychology. He had heard it was an interesting class the year before, but apparently the projects were pretty annoying. He half expected one to be assigned that very day. He stifled a sigh and found his assigned desk that was toward the back and took a seat.
aw bby im glad u have ur priorities straight lol
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