I think we should do a posting order possibly?
And also I won't get a post out until tomorrow afternoon: I'm loaded with work.
And also I won't get a post out until tomorrow afternoon: I'm loaded with work.
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STATUS: I fell asleep at the wheel again, crashed my car just to feel again. -FIR 4 mos ago
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I fell asleep at the wheel again, crashed my car just to feel again. -FIR
4 mos ago
Maybe I'll actually sleep tonight
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4 mos ago
I shoveled my gf's driveway w/ her TWICE and it feels like a broke my back WHY is there so much snow
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4 mos ago
I just watched Alex Honnold free solo Taipei 101 in person and I was so anxious I almost died :crying:
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There's so many people here but barely any rps... Anyone wanna dm me to rp? ><
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Bio
Name: Sage
Gender: Demigender/Demigirl
Pronouns: She/They
OPEN DMS // OPEN FOR RP // ALL GENRES
Currently working on bio site, please be patient! <3
Gender: Demigender/Demigirl
Pronouns: She/They
OPEN DMS // OPEN FOR RP // ALL GENRES
Currently working on bio site, please be patient! <3
Most Recent Posts
Men Kissing 2 (In theaters July 16th)
Men Kissing 2 (In theaters July 16th) or Chocolate milk
Men Kissing 2 (In theaters July 16th) or Chocolate milk
Taylor Swift
DC (Dove Cameron) my old celebrity crush <3
DC(Dove Cameron) or Lena Myer Landrut
DC(Dove Cameron) or Lena Myer Landrut
I can't stop watching the voice :<
Bailey
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Right. Her cheeks heated up and she could only imagine how stupid she sounded. Her dead father was making a fool out of her already. Her hand instinctively reached up to smooth down her hair- she didn't have time to look the slightest bit flustered here. Edward definitely wasn't the brightest Blackstone but right now, she didn't seem to be either. She needed to regain her serenity before her anxiety slipped.
"Aren't you a little underdressed? Father's dead, not inviting us to a concert." There he went again, acting as though he knew it all. Bailey narrowed her leafy green eyes until they were nearly shut, squinting at her brother in frustration. Mother didn't exactly tell us to take our time dressing up when she told us father was dead. She shot back with a huff, slowing her pace. If all it took was Edward poking her to get her worked up, she needed to be really careful when it was the police's turn.
I wasn't expecting a call like this. I rushed over in what I was already wearing. Her voice was calmer now as she explained, though she suspected that Edward had already assumed all of this. She surprised herself when she instinctively reached out and touched the cold metal door handle to the pool house. She knew that when she opened the door, her mother would be sitting inside, waiting. She didn't know, though, if she was ready.
"Aren't you a little underdressed? Father's dead, not inviting us to a concert." There he went again, acting as though he knew it all. Bailey narrowed her leafy green eyes until they were nearly shut, squinting at her brother in frustration. Mother didn't exactly tell us to take our time dressing up when she told us father was dead. She shot back with a huff, slowing her pace. If all it took was Edward poking her to get her worked up, she needed to be really careful when it was the police's turn.
I wasn't expecting a call like this. I rushed over in what I was already wearing. Her voice was calmer now as she explained, though she suspected that Edward had already assumed all of this. She surprised herself when she instinctively reached out and touched the cold metal door handle to the pool house. She knew that when she opened the door, her mother would be sitting inside, waiting. She didn't know, though, if she was ready.
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Bailey
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She didn't bother to change from her ripped jeans and black, ruffled T-shirt as she exited her large house. It was quite chilly outside, though, and goosebumps began to appear upon her skin. Bailey let out a long breath, watching as it turned into a smoky looking vapor and disappeared into the night. George, the butler, stood waiting for her alongside the sleek, black limo. He opened the door and she climbed in without a word. No clear weapon lay on her body as she knew the police would meet her there. But she wore a sharp edged ring on her middle finger- it was very noticeable that danger lay ahead of her.
The drive seemed continuous but she was almost glad for the long wait. Her mother had the comfort of her other siblings and to be honest, she wanted no part in this sudden family reunion. As George pulled to a stop beside the large Blackstone Manor, she felt nothing. No fear, no pain, no sympathy. Her father could have lived a low profile along with his wife and children, but he instead chose to flaunt this wealth. It was his own fault he was dead. Again, someone must have killed him. And they must have enjoyed doing it. She could almost feel the pleasure thinking about his murder.
Although she did love her father, Bailey was calmed by the fact that he was dead. She was shaken from her thoughts as George opened the door. She gave him a polite nod before narrowing her deep green eyes once again, her boots clomping against the asphalt.
Her phone buzzed- the same buzzing she had woken up to not so long ago- but it was only her mother. “House is cordoned off. I’m in the Pool House.” She was close enough now that she could see Edward and Mariana making their way towards the pool house, and she began walking faster to catch up with them. Only when she was a few leg-lengths behind did she open her mouth to speak.
"Hey." Her words were small, but firm. "You got the messages." It wasn't a question, it was a fact. All the Blackstones got messages. She tried to smile but she couldn't turn off her frown. It wouldn't be hard to read what she was thinking: I know it was you. Or you. She felt like she was going insane. She couldn't feel grief, only pure anger at her siblings and her father. She didn't even know what to think about her mother, though she could assume that her mother wasn't the killer.
Everything could have been okay if one of the Blackstone children hadn't been so stupid, but everything. was. not. okay. If only money wasn't worth anything- it was a childish hope and dream of hers that would never come true in a million years.
The drive seemed continuous but she was almost glad for the long wait. Her mother had the comfort of her other siblings and to be honest, she wanted no part in this sudden family reunion. As George pulled to a stop beside the large Blackstone Manor, she felt nothing. No fear, no pain, no sympathy. Her father could have lived a low profile along with his wife and children, but he instead chose to flaunt this wealth. It was his own fault he was dead. Again, someone must have killed him. And they must have enjoyed doing it. She could almost feel the pleasure thinking about his murder.
Although she did love her father, Bailey was calmed by the fact that he was dead. She was shaken from her thoughts as George opened the door. She gave him a polite nod before narrowing her deep green eyes once again, her boots clomping against the asphalt.
Her phone buzzed- the same buzzing she had woken up to not so long ago- but it was only her mother. “House is cordoned off. I’m in the Pool House.” She was close enough now that she could see Edward and Mariana making their way towards the pool house, and she began walking faster to catch up with them. Only when she was a few leg-lengths behind did she open her mouth to speak.
"Hey." Her words were small, but firm. "You got the messages." It wasn't a question, it was a fact. All the Blackstones got messages. She tried to smile but she couldn't turn off her frown. It wouldn't be hard to read what she was thinking: I know it was you. Or you. She felt like she was going insane. She couldn't feel grief, only pure anger at her siblings and her father. She didn't even know what to think about her mother, though she could assume that her mother wasn't the killer.
Everything could have been okay if one of the Blackstone children hadn't been so stupid, but everything. was. not. okay. If only money wasn't worth anything- it was a childish hope and dream of hers that would never come true in a million years.
Name: Fallensky
Clan: SongClan
Age: 27 moons
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Role: Chaser
Appearance: A medium-fluffy furred white she-cat with orange splotches. She has green and blue heterochromia.
Personality: Falls used to be lively and energetic, but she's lost most of her hope and has broken others' trust so many times she doesn't know if she can even trust herself anymore.
Backstory:
Kit: was born to Daywhisper(mother) and Crow(father/outsider) alongside her half brother Hollykit with the same mother but with Crow's brother, Raven
Apprentice: Fallenpaw learned how her mother had cheated and was angered/ she kept a distance from her mother at that time. She became even more angry when Daywhisper ditched both of them for Whiteflame and had kits with him. She now had more half-siblings.
Warrior: Fallensky fell in love with Fleetflash. She went missing right as she found out she was going to have his kits. She had them outside the territory and when she came back, she was temporarily exiled. Her kits, Meadowkit, Spiritkit, and Bunnykit were taken back to the clan, but Shadowkit had died along the way. She was heartbroken, she had let down yet another cat. When she came back, Meadowkit was dead and Bunnykit had become Bunnypaw.
Other: Sorry this is short and blunt; I don't have lots of motivation rn and this is an OC from another site but I don't have her info saved
Roleplay Perms:
Carrying when injured, nose touching(etc), injuring/fighting dm for perms
Relationships: Currently n/a
@Mushroom Daeys
Clan: SongClan
Age: 27 moons
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Role: Chaser
Appearance: A medium-fluffy furred white she-cat with orange splotches. She has green and blue heterochromia.
Personality: Falls used to be lively and energetic, but she's lost most of her hope and has broken others' trust so many times she doesn't know if she can even trust herself anymore.
Backstory:
Kit: was born to Daywhisper(mother) and Crow(father/outsider) alongside her half brother Hollykit with the same mother but with Crow's brother, Raven
Apprentice: Fallenpaw learned how her mother had cheated and was angered/ she kept a distance from her mother at that time. She became even more angry when Daywhisper ditched both of them for Whiteflame and had kits with him. She now had more half-siblings.
Warrior: Fallensky fell in love with Fleetflash. She went missing right as she found out she was going to have his kits. She had them outside the territory and when she came back, she was temporarily exiled. Her kits, Meadowkit, Spiritkit, and Bunnykit were taken back to the clan, but Shadowkit had died along the way. She was heartbroken, she had let down yet another cat. When she came back, Meadowkit was dead and Bunnykit had become Bunnypaw.
Other: Sorry this is short and blunt; I don't have lots of motivation rn and this is an OC from another site but I don't have her info saved
Roleplay Perms:
Carrying when injured, nose touching(etc), injuring/fighting dm for perms
Relationships: Currently n/a
@Mushroom Daeys
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