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East Side Relations

{"I will find the truth."}
⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies

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♫ A M B R O S E . E V E R H A R T ♫
"My darling brother. He may be my everything!"
Though probably the root of her self-hatred, Celine can't help but love her twin. He doesn't keep many of the same morals as she does, Celine watches his efforts in school and relationships and can't help but feel somewhat proud and sorry for him. Though she adores him as much as a sister can, she is not afraid to reprimand him if he does something overly dangerous. Sometimes it seems that he can tell what she is thinking, and vice versa. Must be the whole "twin" thing.

☮ L E I L A . F O X ☮
"Leila is an absolute sweetheart! We work together a lot, and honestly she's so much fun to be around!"
Celine and Leila often work together for publicity and student council projects, and that's fine. Being co-workers of sorts, the two have learned to speak freely around each other and are not afraid to confide in each if need be. Celine is entranced by Leila's abilities to sing so beauitfully, and loves to listen to her friend's voice whenever she can.

♫ J E N N I F E R . M C G O W I N ♫
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♫ A U T U M N . P R U E T T ♫
"My darling Autumn. She's really too good to Ace and I."
Celine loves nothing more than a good mind and a kind soul, and though Autumn can be sarcastic and bossy, she also possesses on of the purest souls Celine has ever witnessed. She appreciated Autumn's knowledgeable brain, and often goes to her with inquires about life or something she truly doesn't understand (even after studying it for hours on end!). She finds closure in Autumn's opinion, and her being on good terms with Ambrose is just a plus!

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whoops hags already said it for me SOOOO never mind <3

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I have begun to look into gif making because why the hell not right. Just need to pirate a photoshop from somewhereeeee anyone got any idea where i can find one

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eeeeeeeh? eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh? im so tired sorry if it doesnt make sense <3

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Location: Main Hall
Interacting With: Low @tigerchuffs | Katsuya Bogdani @aladdin_sane

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To be completely honest, Oliver didn't really understand how Katsuya's mind worked. The girl spoke quickly and passionately, her mouth moving as if it were on speed, and Ollie could only sit and watch and listen in amazement as this girl just went off. She listened as intently as she could to Kat's refrain, nodding ever so often while stealing at glance at Low. At some points she would lean in slowly to take another bite of her now mushy, sickeningly sweet pancakes, but her eyes remained glue to Kat's frame behind her specs. Eventually, silence filled up the group, and Ollie sucked in a soft, tired sigh before smiling lightly.

Quickly enough, Kat's attention turned to Elowen. She continued on with her speeches, stringing together colorful phrases to form beautiful images with words and thoughts and life. It was an interesting magic Katsuya possessed, much different from the bizarre light that emanated from Low. Her's was much more similar to a fever dream than a drug-like high, a wavering plane of existence that shifted in color and appearance with ever word she uttered. From where Ollie stood she could only experience this world, not feel it like she assumed Kat could, and around and around the words and world swirled. Colors that she couldn't even image formed from melding letters, life blossomed from stories that lay hidden beneath a wary tongue, and Ollie could only sit back in awe as this person sitting before her strung together things that seemed implausible into something that felt completely unnatural.

And god damn was Ollie all for it.

By the end of her second tangent Oliver was completely lost in her own mind. Though her face was devoid of emotion and her gaze was completely hidden behind her gleaming glasses those close would notice her entirely sleepy presence. Then the silence returned, and she sprang up with a slight start, laughing a fragmented, robotic laugh before standing. Her fingers wrapped around the edged of her now empty plate, and after drifting noiselessly over to the trash can and back she peaked an eyebrow at Kat, who once again was stirring oceans with her constant talking. Ollie leaned forward slightly at the mention of the "blue yonder", then leaned back to tap her chin thoughtfully at the idea of taking a stroll.

"You know, that's actually a lovely idea..." She drifted over to Low's side, then stepped calmly towards Kat's, and repeated this process a few times before sitting back down at her original spot. "We could walk around the lake perhaps, and take a nap on the moss beds... And perhaps we'll see the glow of the bonfire over the water when night falls and the stars will gleam so beautifully above.... Yes that would be lovely." She spoke gently, mostly to herself, then turned her gaze expectantly towards the others, barely registering the fact that time had slowly passed around them, and that the dining hall had started to clear as the afternoon light began to fill the room.

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Location: Camp Grounds to Blue Cabin
Interacting With: Stacey Hampton (text) @HushedWhispers

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Richard had slipped away from the group some time ago, feeling a little blue that he had no possible way of following through with his spying plan, So, instead of being where he believed he truly belong, King wandered the familiar camp grounds. The gravel of the man-made trails slipped in and out of his flip-flops, burning into the soles of his feet and leaving behind the nostalgic feeling of pain he had experienced ever summer since his pre-teen-hood. This place, this camp, it was just... Too good. For him. Looking back to his school year and general not-summer times, King found himself constantly thinking of the people and places left alone here during the winter and spring and autumn. He would wonder what it would be like for this place to be completely quiet and empty, and trace the cabins and trees curdely into his school notebook as his mind would wander and wander about this wonderful place.

Wow, when did you get so sentimental, Richard?

He pouted at the familiar voice of his father that filled his head momentarily. Nah, no need to think about them now, he had bigger things to worry about. This summer was his last after all, he had to strive to be as big and as bad as he could be this year. Parties ever other night, no, every night! Perhaps even sneaking in some booze would be fun, though it would be a hassle to keep hidden with all the kids around. He quickened his pace with excitement, barely registering his entrance into the blue cabin.

After a few more moments of energetic thinking, he sighed, sucking in a deep breath and exhaling gently. He then straightened and glanced around the room quickly, taking note of who probably laid claim where. Bunks for Fawn and Alex. Beds for him and Leah. Seemed pretty okay for him. Though... He wouldn't have a chance to really unpack and settle in due to his stuff still being shoved in his car. King thought for a moment about heading back out into the afternoon heat, and then he turned and collapsed onto his bed. The old mattress squeaked with his added weight, and a hefty breath escaped his lungs as his back fell against the springy surface. Again, nostalgia washed over him, and not wanting to get misty-eyed he pulled out his phone and glanced through his messages.

Upon seeing Stacy's naame again, a sudden lurch in his heart and head made him frown. He was curious, about what was happening and what was being discussed. It should be him at that meeting, not Fawn. Stupid Fawn. Caspy Caspy Caspy Fawn. Screw the friendly ghost, stealing his damn spot. Rage turned King's face red, and he clenched and unclenched his fist a few times before typing in a new message to Stace.

To: Stace ❤
yo girly i would love it if you sent over the deets of the meeting when your done. Gotta prepare myself for what's to come ya know? :))

He glanced over the message a few times, then shrugged and sent it out. After that, his phone dropped down onto his chest and he let an arm drape over his eyes. This summer was either going to be legendary or ordinary. And there was no way he was going to let it be ordinary without a fight.

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Celine

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“Though she be but little, she is fierce.”
-Shakespeare

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T H E B A S I C S

|Name|

Celine Sima Everhart

|Nickname|

Celly, Cell, Cells - honestly Celine has countless nicknames from her friends and family. Ambrose often comes up with most of them, though. One of her favorite nicknames was coined by her grandmother, though; 'Celty'.

|Birth Date|

12/21/97

|Age|

18

|Gender|

Female

|Sexuality|

Sapiosexual

|Sexually Active|

No

|Relationship Status|

Single

|Role|

The Class President

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A P P E A R A N C E

|In Depth Appearance|

Angular and yet delicate, Celine is a rather plain looking girl with eyes that seem to shine like silver. She is of average height, standing a bit over 5'6", and seems to have barely filled out since childhood. She boasts a slender body with no notable curves, and moves gracefully as a dancer should be. Her skin is mostly clear and pale, though there are some scars left behind from childhood scrapes on her knees and elbows. Celine has an strong jaw, much like her brother, though it is matched with a gentle face and intelligent gray eyes.

Due to her high class upbringing, Celine is blessed with very good posture and an extremely serious resting-expression. Her presence is imposing despite her meager appearance, and she walks with a high head despite her constant worries. Celine rarely wears expressive makeup, and normally sticks to nude colors and mascara only. Despite her initial; slender frame, Celine is surprisingly fit and flexible from years of gymnastics and dance.

|Clothing Style|

Celine dresses comfortably, but due to her parents, incredibly professionally. Sweaters and skirts are her usual go-to outfit, and she has an intense love for small, casual dresses and ankle boots. She will at times be seen wearing rather gaudy outfits, but this is usually when she has an important interview, or when she is visiting her parents.

|Scars, Tattoos, Piercings|

Countless tiny scars from falling down while playing in her youth. Also has a tramp stamp that almost no one seems to know about besides some past friends.

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G E T T I N G T O K N O W M E

|Likes & Dislikes|

✔ Reading and writing - loves to proofread things as well.
✔ Music (mostly classical, hip-hop, and rap)
✔ Science - especially biology and chemistry
✔ Photography
✔ Cats - she feeds the neighbor kitties whenever she can
✔ Adrenaline inducing feats (ex. heights, roller coasters, ect.)
✔ Her brother
✘ Mirrors
✘ Spicy foods, mostly curry
✘ Her parents
✘ Being left alone or being ignored
✘ Dogs
✘ People who complain about work or school
✘ Dance

|Hobbies|

✏ Writing stories and poetry, as well as song lyrics.
✏ Reading, anything and everything! Celine even has fun studying.
✏ Photography - she loves taking pictures of the city.
✏ Dancing. Though she doesn't really enjoy it, it's a hobby nonetheless.

|Habits|

✂ Chewing on her pencils and pens.
✂ Tapping her finger when thinking, normally to her chin or desk.
✂ Glaring off into space when she doesn't even mean it.

|Fears|

☠ Failure - Celine shudders at the thought of failing from her parents pressure in the past.
☠ Abandonment, the thought of being left behind hurts her. Badly.
☠ Being alone or ignored, as it had happened in middle school. Silence drives her mad.
☠ Losing her brother in some way shape or form - she simply can't imagine life without him.

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D E L V I N G D E E P E R

|Personality|

♦ Honest ♦ Intelligent ♦ Passionate ♦ Self-loathing ♦

Though at first glance Celine is a normal, plain-looking honors student, those around her in the classroom and at home will realize she is quite the leader. With her passionate presence and bright mind, she strives to make the best choices for herself and those she leads as student president. Her goals are set high, and she often spends most of her time reaching for them rather then resting or relaxing. Celine is a hard worker, and often spends most of her time working or studying or practicing, and she is constantly relying too much on herself. With this in mind, most may see her as a lone wolf who works alone, though she is anything but introvert. She loves to talk to people and make friends, and while she isn't a social butterfly she knows her words and how to make friends. Though, she is honest to a fault at times, and may be a bit naive when it comes to meeting new people.

Despite her general wish to be the best she can be, Celine suffers from a slight panic disorder and has a complex against herself. She blames herself for Ambrose's childhood, often saying that if she wasn't born then their parents wouldn't have to compare them. Celine believes she is a despicable person, and as such avoids mirrors and photos as much as possible. When those ask about her general disdain for looking at herself, she simply says that she has no need to view herself at any point in time and then promptly changes the subject. As for the panic disorder, well, when she is overly stress or nervous she often suffers from panic attacks. Having a weak constitution she often gets very sick very easily, and often stays home due to intense colds or migraines.

|Place of Origin|

New York City, New York

|History|

Celine was the golden child, the 'better sibling', the one who would go on to do great things. Those were just a few of the things her parents would say, all while little Ambrose would look on, ignored and lonely. She would watch him in school, quietly ignoring the bullying he suffered, and she would quietly cry tears for her older brother at night as she clung to another book her parents gave her. Celine grew up with a schedule full of classes and practices. Math tutor at one, dance at two, flute practice at three, all those classes she could still remember by number and name, poured from her hands and filled her mind with the knowledge that most twelve-year-olds couldn't even comprehend. And it was stressful. The panic attacks set in around the age of thirteen, and she was diagnosed with a panic disorder in the same year.

By that time the twins were in middle school, and Celine went through that year in high honors, though she was often home sick with stress fevers and stomach aches. The teachers adored her nonetheless, but she felt a bit awkward around them due to their distaste of her brother, who she had started to consider her best friend. And as Ace's rebellious childhood grew into teenage angst and drama, Celine continued on with her academic path, as her parents so wished.

Ah yes, her parents. They controlled her every move in her preteen life, and her face became well known around the family's business as she was often brought to executive parties for her folks to show off. She felt more like a doll then a person as her mother dressed her in gleaming gowns and curled her long hair so delicately. Celine felt suffocated at these events, and eventually, at the age of fourteen she cut off all her hair and put her foot down. A few weeks later, she and her twin brother were sent off to live in a penthouse so that they would be closer to school.

And farther away from the bloodline.

Celine's high school experience has been something to be proud of. She worked hard in the student council, using her obtained charisma and passion as a key to her winning the class presidential election in the end of her junior year. She has been healthy recently, but as college application deadlines grow closer her stress levels have begun to rise higher then usual.

|Extra|

Has a lovely little inhaler for when she has trouble breathing.
^{Favorite Subject? English or art!}

|Theme Song|
Youth – Daughter
_{”We are the reckless
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth”}

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U P P E R E A S T S I D E

|Family|

Ambrose - Celine adores Ace. She would do anything for her older brother, and she loves him regardless of his awful work ethnic and general disdain for school and 'the system'. Though Celine often finds his over-protectiveness to be a bit crazy at times, she appreciates his efforts to care for her. She will often try to help him study, and can get quite stern with him when he comes home after doing something dangerous or stupid, but in the end it's all out of love.

Mother and Father - Evangeline and Bruce Everhart, Eva is a CEO for a major fashion industry and Bruce is the Chancellor of a large university. They haven't been keeping in touch,, and Celine couldn't be more at peace with that thought. After the hair-cutting incident, they seem to have become uninterested in her current life style, and their general workaholic life styles seemed to have finally swallowed them up whole. Celine is fine with the distance they have now, and is looking forward to a future completely away from their influences.

Grandmother and Grandfather - Celine loves her grandparents. Though she can't relate to them as much as her brother can. Grandma often doted on the two of them, and Celine loves to hear her stories of the past, and Grandpa often complimented how hard Celine worked to get to where she was. She couldn't imagine her life without them, and she quietly prays to them everyday as a sign of thanks for their influence on Ace.

|House|

The penthouse that Celine and Ambrose share is made up of three separate units combined and had been pre-furnished by their parents before they moved in. Celine spends most of her time in the small library or on the balcony.

|Social Status|

High Class

|Transportation|

Celine does not drive, instead walks everywhere or has Ace drive her around.

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@HushedWhispers

Celine should be done~

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Celine

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“Though she be but little, she is fierce.”
-Shakespeare

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T H E B A S I C S

|Name|

Celine Sima Everhart

|Nickname|

Celly, Cell, Cells - honestly Celine has countless nicknames from her friends and family. Ambrose often comes up with most of them, though. One of her favorite nicknames was coined by her grandmother, though; 'Celty'.

|Birth Date|

12/21/97

|Age|

18

|Gender|

Female

|Sexuality|

Sapiosexual

|Sexually Active|

No

|Relationship Status|

Single

|Role|

The Class President

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A P P E A R A N C E

|In Depth Appearance|

Angular and yet delicate, Celine is a rather plain looking girl with eyes that seem to shrine like silver. She is of average height, standing a bit over 5'6", and seems to have barely filled out since childhood. She boasts a slender body with no notable curves, and moves gracefully as a dancer should be. Her skin is mostly clear and pale, though there are some scars left behind from childhood scrapes on her knees and elbows. Celine has an strong jaw, much like her brother, though it is matched with a gentle face and intelligent gray eyes.

Due to her high class upbringing, Celine is blessed with very good posture and an extremely serious resting-expression. Her presence is imposing despite her meager appearance, and she walks with a high head despite her constant worries. Celine rarely wears expressive makeup, and normally sticks to nude colors and mascara only. Despite her initial; slender frame, Celine is surprisingly fit and flexible from years of gymnastics and dance.

|Clothing Style|

Celine dresses comfortably, but due to her parents, incredibly professionally. Sweaters and skirts are her usual go-to outfit, and she has an intense love for small, casual dresses and ankle boots. She will at times be seen wearing rather gaudy outfits, but this is usually when she has an important interview, or when she is visiting her parents.

|Scars, Tattoos, Piercings|

Countless tiny scars from falling down while playing in her youth. Also has a tramp stamp that almost no one seems to know about besides some past friends.

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G E T T I N G T O K N O W M E

|Likes & Dislikes|

✔ Reading and writing - loves to proofread things as well.
✔ Music (mostly classical, hip-hop, and rap)
✔ Science - especially biology and chemistry
✔ Photography
✔ Cats - she feeds the neighbor kitties whenever she can
✔ Adrenaline inducing feats (ex. heights, roller coasters, ect.)
✔ Her brother
✘ Mirrors
✘ Spicy foods, mostly curry
✘ Her parents
✘ Being left alone or being ignored
✘ Dogs
✘ People who complain about work or school
✘ Dance

|Hobbies|

✏ Writing stories and poetry, as well as song lyrics.
✏ Reading, anything and everything! Celine even has fun studying.
✏ Photography - she loves taking pictures of the city.
✏ Dancing. Though she doesn't really enjoy it, it's a hobby nonetheless.

|Habits|

✂ Chewing on her pencils and pens.
✂ Tapping her finger when thinking, normally to her chin or desk.
✂ Glaring off into space when she doesn't even mean it.

|Fears|

☠ Failure - Celine shudders at the thought of failing from her parents pressure in the past.
☠ Abandonment, the thought of being left behind hurts her. Badly.
☠ Being alone or ignored, as it had happened in middle school. Silence drives her mad.
☠ Losing her brother in some way shape or form - she simply can't imagine life without him.

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D E L V I N G D E E P E R

|Personality|

♦ Honest ♦ Intelligent ♦ Passionate ♦ Self-loathing ♦

Though at first glance Celine is a normal, plain-looking honors student, those around her in the classroom and at home will realize she is quite the leader. With her passionate presence and bright mind, she strives to make the best choices for herself and those she leads as student president. Her goals are set high, and she often spends most of her time reaching for them rather then resting or relaxing. Celine is a hard worker, and often spends most of her time working or studying or practicing, and she is constantly relying too much on herself. With this in mind, most may see her as a lone wolf who works alone, though she is anything but introvert. She loves to talk to people and make friends, and while she isn't a social butterfly she knows her words and how to make friends. Though, she is honest to a fault at times, and may be a bit naive when it comes to meeting new people.

Despite her general wish to be the best she can be, Celine suffers from a slight panic disorder and has a complex against herself. She blames herself for Ambrose's childhood, often saying that if she wasn't born then their parents wouldn't have to compare them. Celine believes she is a despicable person, and as such avoids mirrors and photos as much as possible. When those ask about her general disdain for looking at herself, she simply says that she has no need to view herself at any point in time and then promptly changes the subject. As for the panic disorder, well, when she is overly stress or nervous she often suffers from panic attacks. Having a weak constitution she often gets very sick very easily, and often stays home due to intense colds or migraines.

|Place of Origin|

New York City, New York

|History|

Celine was the golden child, the 'better sibling', the one who would go on to do great things. Those were just a few of the things her parents would say, all while little Ambrose would look on, ignored and lonely. She would watch him in school, quietly ignoring the bullying he suffered, and she would quietly cry tears for her older brother at night as she clung to another book her parents gave her. Celine grew up with a schedule full of classes and practices. Math tutor at one, dance at two, flute practice at three, all those classes she could still remember by number and name, poured from her hands and filled her mind with the knowledge that most twelve-year-olds couldn't even comprehend. And it was stressful. The panic attacks set in around the age of thirteen, and she was diagnosed with a panic disorder in the same year.

By that time the twins were in middle school, and Celine went through that year in high honors, though she was often home sick with stress fevers and stomach aches. The teachers adored her nonetheless, but she felt a bit awkward around them due to their distaste of her brother, who she had started to consider her best friend. And as Ace's rebellious childhood grew into teenage angst and drama, Celine continued on with her academic path, as her parents so wished.

Ah yes, her parents. They controlled her every move in her preteen life, and her face became well known around the family's business as she was often brought to executive parties for her folks to show off. She felt more like a doll then a person as her mother dressed her in gleaming gowns and curled her long hair so delicately. Celine felt suffocated at these events, and eventually, at the age of fourteen she cut off all her hair and put her foot down. A few weeks later, she and her twin brother were sent off to live in a penthouse so that they would be closer to school.

And farther away from the bloodline.

Celine's high school experience has been something to be proud of. She worked hard in the student council, using her obtained charisma and passion as a key to her winning the class presidential election in the end of her junior year. She has been healthy recently, but as college application deadlines grow closer her stress levels have begun to rise higher then usual.

|Extra|

Has a lovely little inhaler for when she has trouble breathing.
^{Favorite Subject? English or art!}

|Theme Song|
Youth – Daughter
_{”We are the reckless
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth”}

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U P P E R E A S T S I D E

|Family|

Ambrose - Celine adores Ace. She would do anything for her older brother, and she loves him regardless of his awful work ethnic and general disdain for school and 'the system'. Thoguh Celine often finds his over-protectiveness to be a bit crazy at times, she appreciates his efforts to care for her. She will often try to help him study, and can get quite stern with him when he comes home after doing something dangerous or stupid, but in the end it's all out of love.

Mother and Father - They haven't been keeping in touch,, and Celine couldn't be more at peace with that thought. After the hair-cutting incident, they seem to have become uninterested in her current life style, and their general workaholic life styles seemed to have finally swallowed them up whole. Celine is fine with the distance they have now, and is looking forward to a future completely away from their influences.

Grandmother and Grandfather - Celine loves her grandparents. Though she can't relate to them as much as her brother can. Grandma often doted on the two of them, and Celine loves to hear her stories of the past, and Grandpa often complimented how hard Celine worked to get to where she was. She couldn't imagine her life without them, and she quietly prays to them everyday as a sign of thanks for their influence on Ace.

|House|

The penthouse that Celine and Ambrose share is made up of three separate units combined and had been pre-furnished by their parents before they moved in. Celine spends most of her time in the small library or on the balcony.

|Social Status|

High Class

|Transportation|

Celine does not drive, instead walks everywhere or has Ace drive her around.

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@HushedWhispers

And I am not here because of Haggis and Liberty... Actually I am and man do I love your RPs!!!

Lmao I have half a mind of just recreate King for here

JK GONNA MAYBE DO THE KNOW-IT-ALL OR THE CLASS PRESIDENT <3