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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)

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i can most likely collab tonight
sorry 4 the subpar post tho
Landon stood up and crossed his arms. "I'm just trying to help you you out here," he said in an accused voice. "Is that such a crime?"

He chuckled and walked over to her suitcase to help her. She opened it to reveal neatly folded clothes and various toiletries packed inside. Landon was surprised they weren't just thrown inside. That was his go-to method of packing a suitcase. He reached inside a grabbed two folded shirts and pulled them out, placing them neatly on the floor next to the luggage.

"I don't know how you want to organize all your clothes," he told her, "so you can put them away however you want."

He reached in to grab another article of clothing when he finger came into contact with something cold. Raising an eyebrow, he lifted up a pair of jeans to reveal a silver chain necklace with a heart pendant at the bottom that looked like it might have been unknowingly stuck there.

"Wait a second," Landon said, pulling it out and holding it up for her to see. An almost smug smile was plastered on his face. "I gave this to you!"
STILL HERE!
As Lucas listened to her speak, he felt less and less interested in the pizza. He quietly let her keep speaking, and it was visibly apparent that she had a hard time talking about it around others. He found it appropriate that her friend’s powers were more mental based, as opposed to his, but he frowned and felt a growing pity inside him for the anonymous girl. Sure, Lucas also needed some degree of mental control and stability to keep his unpredictable powers in check, but the way Alice had put it… Well, she made it seem the girl’s power wasn’t so much a gift as a curse.

When Alice finished talking, Lucas kept quiet for a few seconds more to make sure she was done and also to make sure she wouldn’t break out crying or something because it looked like she was about to do just that. When neither happened, though, Lucas sighed deeply.

“Wow,” he said without much emotion at all, not wanting to make eye contact with her. “I didn’t know having powers could be such a… burden.” The atmosphere in the room now was completely depressed, almost on the verge of draining.

However, he was glad that Alice was telling him all this. It gave him the chance to reflect on his own powers. He began to realize that having powers wasn’t really as fun as it seemed; it was like a full time job. After all, electricity was dangerous, unstable, and sometimes lethal. He couldn’t bear the thought of hurting anyone with them, which is why he only ever played around with them in isolation.

“It seems like your friend tells you a lot,” he said, giving an attempt to keep the conversation going just a little bit longer.
i listened to it while i was doing homework so i couldnt focus on the lyrics, but i liked it!
which is quite the statement bc it's not dubstep
i'll try to post tonight i promise but my being sick is really throwing me off lmao
hmmm can i make up a gift he gave her? lol
can he find something in her suitcase
something she doesnt want him to find
like a big... photo of them? :D
but actually think of something he can find that she doesnt want him to see bc i've got nothing to write about
ugh but i'm sick and dying
but acc i feel lyk shit
i'll see what i can do but w/o a collab i can't promise it'll be very long <3
Lucas shut the fridge door and unwrapped a piece of tin foil to reveal a piece of pizza left over from a few nights ago. He quickly grabbed a plate and put it in the microwave, setting the timer for a minute and thirty seconds. He then walked over to the pantry and searched around for either a room-temperature or some forgotten bag of gummy worms. Alicia was right; he didn’t see any gummy worms lying around—as Lucas surely would have eaten them already—but he did see a small carton containing about ten cans of Coke. He plucked one out, walked back over to her, and placed the the can on the table in front of her.

“All we got is Coke, sorry,” he told her. “It’s probably warm—wait I’ll grab you some ice.”

He turned and rummaged through the cupboards for a clear, glass cup and filled it halfway with ice from the dispenser on the fridge.

“There you go,” he said, placing the glass next to the can. “Bon appetit.”

Just then, the microwave went off, signaling that his pizza was now reheated.

“Yeah to the parents working part,” he said to answer her previous question, opening the microwave door. He reached inside but quickly pulled his hand out, muttering a swear under his breath and shaking his hand out. He walked over to the sink to grab some napkins that would serve as makeshift oven mitts.

“My mom’s a nurse at the hospital, and my dad’s an accountant for a firm in New York.” He carried his plate with his hands now shielded from the heat back to the table and sat down a cross from Alice. “As for siblings, I have none,” he answered, looking down at his pizza and deciding he better not touch it now.

“I know it’s kinda a big house for a family of three,” he said with a little chuckle and a shrug. “Guess I kinda take it for granted.” He lowered his head and blew a couple times on the steaming slice.

“Anyway,” he said as he straightened back up. “What were we talking about? Oh, the project, yeah… Uh…” He thought for a moment.

“Oh! What are you friend’s powers?” he asked, leaning forward curiously in his chair. “Do you know?”
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