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I wasn’t hiding my kid from the world, I was hiding the world from my kid. From empty souls who wake up and just look to debate. Until you’re starin’ at your seed, you can never relate.
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I am, in fact, an adult... I'm just very bad at everything that title implies.
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I’d break my own heart, and use the pieces to fix yours. And that’s my problem.
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They say the strongest shade of red comes from a bleeding heart.. out of the pain of a love that’s been torn apart.
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𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎. 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝙸 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚞𝚐𝚕𝚢, 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏.

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@LegendBegins Uhm.. so... I know I was just here a month ago ...but just this one last time (I SWEAR THIS'LL BE THE LAST..! ), may I please get my name changed to "Her Hiraeth"? ...p-please and thank you..

Okay... I'm gonna go now.. xP
I'd like to change my username to "Deimos Heir" please. Thank you.


Location: School's Front Gate → Lacrosse Field Festivities
Interactions: Mother → Jory (security guard) → Brandon Murphy → Samantha Rhodes → Jaidyn Murphy



It had been an hour since he arrived and he'd been about 8 minutes too late to sneak in the front gate. In his haste out of the house, he'd forgotten his school I.D. on his desk - and to make everything worse, the security guard who'd been responsible for breaking up most of the fights him and his cousin fought the year before was the one sitting at the gate desk this morning. If Carlos remembered correctly, the dude's name was Jordy - or something like that. Brody? Whatever. As easy as it would be for him to just go home and get the damn thing himself, the security guard insisted he couldn't let Carlos leave the school campus and had to instead call his mother to bring it to him. So there Carlos sat on the curb with his phone in his lap waiting for his mother to arrive. The sound of shuffling feet and the sounds of voices carrying over to him from behind the gate caught his attention, peaking over his shoulder to see a group of students filing into the 300 building. Just as the boy was turning back to face the street, he could see his mother's black Cadillac turning the corner before coming up the road. As she neared, Carlso stood himself up and dusted off his rear as he tucked his phone into his pocket, stepping down into the street when she pulled up beside him.

"Aquí tienes, mi amor." She held out his school I.D. by the lanyard to him, holding her free hand up against her forehead to shade her eyes from the sun as she squinted up at him.

"Thanks, mom." A quick glance over his shoulder at the security guard, Carlos' eyes came back around to meet his mother's. "Odio este pinche lugar."

"Aye! Language." After the boy muttered a quick apology, she simply nodded as she looked past her son at the man sitting at the gate desk. "It's one more year, mijo. Just get through it, mm?" She reached out and gently squeezed his arm before pulling back to roll the window up and drive off, leaving Carlos standing alone in the street. The boy stood there watching his mother's car pull around the corner at the opposite end of the school she came from until the car was out of sight, turning back towards the gate as he shuffled his way to the security guard's desk to hold up his I.D.

"A'my good to go in, now?" The boy's tone dripped with venom, he didn't care much if he came off as rude or disrespectful. The guard's eyes tilted up towards him, looking back and forth between the I.D. card and the boy a couple times before he sat back into his chair, folding his arms over his chest.

"You know you're late, right?" As much as Carlos was sure he was trying to hold it back, he could just barely make out a smirk tugging at the corners of the guy's lips. The boy's jaw clenched before dropping open slightly, his tongue pressing to the inside of his cheek before trailing the inner lining of his lower lip. Carlos closed his mouth shut just as he let out a hefty sigh through his nose, side-eying the guard with what could only be described as pure exasperation. You gotta be fucking kidding me.

"My mom's already gone, bro. What do you want me to do?!" The two stood there a few moments in a silent stand-off. The guard shifted in his seat before shaking his head, turning back to his monitor.

"I really don't appreciate your t-" Jory's voice was suddenly cut off by a familiar, booming voice behind Carlos.

"Ey Jory! I got this one, man. He's mine," the voice called out, firm hands clamping down on Carlos' shoulders before pushing him on through the doors. Carlos didn't even have to turn to know who it was that was manhandling him through the school gates and out of earshot of the other guard, a smirk covering his features as the tall, dark-haired young man came from behind Carlos to finally face him. Brandon Alexander Murphy. Bran shoved Carlos' shoulder playfully as he chuckled, folding his arms across his chest to stare at the boy before him.

"How've you been, shithead?"

"Was about to ask you the same thing, cabrón. Knew your middle brother came back but I didn't figure you would. The fuck you doin' here?"

"Oh, you know," Bran smirked, looking at some some girls passing down the hallway, flashing them a charming grin. "I'm just here for-"

"Look, I get it. I love the game too, man, but these are a bit too young for you. Mess with the wrong girl and you'll find yourself a one-way trip, Murphy."

Bran laughed, shaking his head as he brought his attention back to the boy before him. "Not here for girls. I just... when Jai told me he was going to come back to finish out his and Danny's senior year, I wanted to be sure they had backup if they needed it. Whether they know it, or care to admit it, I love 'em. I might be an asshole, but I'm a lovable one."

Carlos shook his head, "Yeah, I don't know about that bro," the boy laughed, peaking over at the clock that hung above the doorway into the offices to check the time, turning his eyes back on Brandon. "So you here for the year, or..?"

"Yeah," Bran, too, glanced at the clock a moment before pulling his phone out, his eyes widening slightly before his stance shifted. "Hey, look I gotta go. You'll see me around, I'm sure." Bran hit knuckles with Carlos before turning to walk off towards the 400 buildings, calling over his shoulder, "Try not to make a habit of being late from now on, eh?"

Carlos could only assume he'd gotten a message he wasn't happy about, or something. Maybe it was urgent. The boy shook his head at Bran's exit comment, turning to pull at the glass door that lead into the 300 building, taking the stairs to the second floor before rounding the corner before running smack dab into someone. Carlos stepped back and looked the girl over. She looked familiar. Loud girl, always had a camera around her neck. He couldn't remember her name, but he remembered her from the year before when she was a T.A. for the Spanish class he took with Ms. Goldman to get an easy A in a language class. The boy sighed softly, slipping past the girl with a gentle 'S'cuse me,' muttered just loud enough for her to hear. He was about to push his way through the second set of glass doors that lead across the bridge to the 900 building till he heard her voice call after him from behind.

"Carlos, right?"

Carlos turned to face the girl, his hand still holding onto the door's bar handle. "Santi, but yeah. That's me.. why?"

"Right. I remember you from last year. I heard Goldman call your name earlier when she was taking attendance. Don't bother going to the room, the class is down at the lacrosse field already." The girl turned and rounded the corner to head down the staircase, ultimately disappearing from sight. The boy nodded to himself as he pushed his way out of the glass doors before taking a hard right down the staircase, heading down the walkway beside the 300 building towards the auditorium and 800 building where he'd hang a left and head off towards the lacrosse field to join the rest of his class. As Carlos made it onto the field, he searched the immediate area for any familiar faces before pulling his phone out to type out a message to his best friend as he headed up into the bleachers to find a spot to sit down.

- 𝚠𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚎?



Location: Lacrosse Field Festivities → Southern Momma's Funnel Cakes
Interactions: A few friends (NPCs)



Danny's mom always said the boy had a tape worm with as much as he could eat. The fact of the matter was, he wasn't outright starving, but he definitely could still eat. Having already eaten breakfast before he'd come to school this morning, it wasn't about to stop him from eating some good ol' carnival food. The smell of funnel cake was calling to him. Looking around, Danny finally spotted his best friend Damien and their friends Ruby, Brockton and Jace. Slipping past a few people, he stepped up beside his teammates with a small grin.

"Bran told me from his first day of his senior year they had a lot of good vendors. I doubt they changed the list very much in the last two years. You guys eat this morning, at all?"

"I could go with a bite to eat. Passed on breakfast for a few extra minutes of sleep. Totally worth it." Of course Damien did. Danny couldn't blame him, though. The boys had talked about how the last week had been rough for him getting to sleep at night. After having Sam over to sleep beside him all summer long, then reverting back to sleeping alone.. it'd been hard for D, and he wasn't afraid to admit it to Daniel. He missed his girlfriend. Danny, of course, could sympathize.

"I can't believe you'd skip breakfast, Damien. Hey, any specific recommendations from Brandon?"

Daniel shot a half-smile Ruby's way as he opened his mouth to speak but heard a familiar voice behind him, stopping himself as he peered over his shoulder. "Hey guys, getting ready to sign-up for everything? Heard there's a couple of new clubs that just started this year! There's a D&D club I'm really wanting to check out. Think that Foley girl is running it..?" Luke. Danny tilted his head up in greeting to the boy, noticing that his words were more directed to the Brockton and Jace before turning back to address Ruby. "Well, actu-" It was then Danny realized Jace had been saying something behind him in response to Ruby, but it wasn't until he could feel Jace shove into his shoulder that he really noticed him. "Come on, they gotta at least have some Memphis Barbeque, right..?"

Danny rolled his eyes and laughed, reaching over to shove back at the other boy. "Can you give me a damn minute and I'll tell ya!" He shook his head, smirking as he glanced around at his friends that were now surrounding him.

"Hey." Daniel peaked over his shoulder to see Theo had joined the group, shooting a smile and a peace sign up at the boy. "Hey man," he spoke in quick greeting before turning back to Ruby to address her question as the group pushed through the other seniors on the field.

"Brandon always goes for turkey legs and the deep-fried Oreos when we go to any carnival. Personally, if I can find a food truck that does funnel cakes? I'm set. A turkey leg does sound pretty good, though." Danny side-eyed Jace, raising a brow at the boy. "And yes, they have a barbecue truck."

Daniel took a look around, his eyes grazing over all of the club booths as they migrated past them. 'Wonder who's working Sawyer's club booth,' he thought to himself. He probably got some Junior to work it for him while he fooled around and ate his heart out. That boy was definitely food-motivated. When food was involved, it was like he had tunnel-vision. Though, Danny couldn't judge. As he caught a whiff of what he was pretty sure was funnel cake, his stomach rumbled furiously. His eyes scanned over the crowd of kids at the number of food trucks lined up along the back fence of the field, smiling as he landed on a small black trailer with orange signs and red lettering. Southern Momma's Funnel Cakes. 'Funnel cakes. Lemonade. Deep-fried Oreos'. 'Yes.'

It seemed everyone else was busy making their own decisions on what they wanted to do while Daniel's mind was already made. He slipped his way through the crowds till he was standing in the line at Southern Momma's Funnel Cakes, preoccupied with the menu as he looked it over with a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips. There really wasn't a point in looking the menu over. The boy knew what he wanted. Classic funnel cake with powder and fresh strawberries on the side. None of that fake strawberry syrup bullshit. That stuff always ruined it for him.
Well, since no one else is going to help...

Hello @Siaya Dragalorn ! Yes it is still a thing. Just put up a thread in here titled "name change", or something of the like, and tell them what you'd like to change it to. Long as it's not already taken, they typically get to it within a day or two. :)

Hope that helps, hun. Take care ^^


I just now saw your post in the suggestions page. Ignore me. xD Glad you were able to find it, love!
@udonoodles Your place is secure, hun. I'll be closing it off whether the other three are interested or not, but till they respond, their spots are secured as well. ^^ I will, however, be starting posts today sometime and opening up the IC. :) would you like access to the discord, hun? We do all our shitposting RP chatter in the discord ^^
@udonoodles @Benzaiten @SouffleGirl123 @Myke

Sorry loves. Forgot to tag you guys! If you're still interested, you're more than welcome to join us. We will be closing this off after that. :)
@Squashedquatch Everything looks good, hun. You're good to put him over into the Character tab (without the GM mentions, though, please<3)

Do you have access to Discord, love?
@Squashedquatch Just need you to edit his current city, hun.. then you should be good. Hit me back when that's been fixed up ^^
@GirlOnMarz I love her! She's gonna be a great addition to the roster and to D.A. Cosplayers, I see!.. I'm just not entirely sold on her FC, hun. She looks to be a bit too old to be playing the role of a high schooler.. :/ Is there any other younger face claims you might be able to fit into the character, you think..?
Everything else looks good with her, though. <3

@Squashedquatch Hello love! So, a few things I gotta point out in your CS here.
1. Costa Mesa is a bit far from where the school is.. especially if he is riding his bicycle to school every day. It's about a good hour-ish drive, if there's no traffic. I could give you a list of cities that are around Long Beach that aren't directly in the same city as the school.
2. I know who's CS you copy/pasted for your CS outline just by this one x) The picture you have for Garfield is of a lab puppy, so you might wanna go back in there and fix that, my love.
3. "He likes to stickfight and is liable to randomly attack trees at a moment's notice" ...nothing wrong there. I just laughed aloud at this. I love it xD
4. In his bio it says his son is going into his last year of college, but this is actually high school. :) Unless perhaps I am reading that wrong, and you're not talking about Nick..? Which, in all honesty, could very well be the case lol
5. "Cooks himself lunch on busy days" ...are you meaning at home on the weekends..? Or, like, cooking himself food in the morning (or the night before) for him to take for lunch at school? I'm just curious, and just wanted a bit of further explanation. I hope I don't come off as rude with that. </3
@GirlOnMarz @Squashedquatch I will get to you lovelies sometime tonight after I return home from work <3

As for the rest of my degenerates x3 I will be updating the character list in the CHAR tab then as well. Love you all! ^^
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