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5 yrs ago
Current It's been like 5 years since I last logged in here, but I've finally finished college. Howdy!
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10 yrs ago
Do spambots dream of electric sheep?
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10 yrs ago
Hopal for more Opal <3
11 yrs ago
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11 yrs ago
👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there
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So agreed.
shameless self promotion
Also just to note anyone can sign up to be the leader of the hunter-gatherer clan.
Phillip was in a terrible mood. Tracy could tell that even before they'd started talking. She walked over to him, and he scooted off to the side like he always did, in case of an unwanted hug. She could guess what was wrong, and it made it worse that the bell made him raise his long-fingered hands to his ears. It was louder to him.
"They should make school all year. Or summer all year. I don't care which," grumbled Phillip, adjusting his glasses.
"You'll get used to it," said Tracy. "And not everything's different. The number of calories in your lunches are the same. You still get to see me every day," she continued, as they trudged into World History and took their seats next to each other. "And boy do I wish I had grades like yours."
He slouched in his seat, scowling. "I miss my old schedule."
"I know."
Phillip let out one more loud, long sigh to vent his frustration. "Make sure no one touches me," he mumbled, adjusting his glasses again.
Dione snarled louder than she'd meant to and snatched up a piece of broken glass, stalking outside. She was sure that everyone was mostly focused on themselves, so she scrambled back into the same tree she'd been before and crouched in the foliage, her expressionless mask watching the lot like an owl.
So many people. Dione simply wasn't used to it. She hissed to herself and crouched further down in the nearly-empty building, taking out a dart and loading it. Her mask had a mouth hole, which was covered in black dyed feathers that moved when she exhaled from her mouth. She slid one end of the loaded blowdart into her mouth, but didn't aim yet. It was too early to choose a target. She just knew that she would need to be ready if she wanted to escape the building crowd of people.
Venom said
3 my guy needs that extra class to sleep world history....is that even a class anymore?


Taking it right now. c:
schedule 2 because biology is king
I wouldn't mind starting at school, it might help to get everything all started and in the groove I have no idea what I'm saying.
Great bios! Accepted wooo
Thank you. Take your time. ^^
Dione stayed nearly completely still, staring at the window through which the strangers had entered the shop. She hopped quietly out of the branch, her mask's "hair" swaying up and down briefly. She scuttled into a musty-smelling building directly across from the convenience store and crouched inside, waiting. She wouldn't strike if they didn't steal; she just wanted to see them out without a fuss.
In Being Human 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
She hurried after him, passing through people as she went. "Wait! Are you a ghost too?"
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