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5 yrs ago
Current So I'm pursuing a PhD in Philosophy (Ethics, specifically) and meanwhile I can't for the life of me make any quick choice when it comes to coffee. Am I fighting an uphill battle here?
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5 yrs ago
Hooray for upcoming surprise CT Scan! :/
6 yrs ago
Did someone say Disturbed?
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6 yrs ago
"...You haven't changed at all, Snake."
6 yrs ago
Underwent cavity repair yesterday and woke up to blood pouring out of my nose and mouth at irregular intervals. Ain't life grand?
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Heyo! Just your friendly neighborhood Disturbed Spec here. Avid Roleplay addict, writer, reader and gamer who owns for baby birds (because honestly why not?) I look forward to creating amazing memories with you all on this site! Cheers!

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@Chiro As mature as DBH's story is, I feel that it ultimately would require an 18+ rating despite DBH dealing more with the philosophical nature of ethical android behavior. GoT.... I mean hell, I've only watched Spartacus. (Great series, btw).
Also @Chiro, So would a Detroit: Become Human OC [counting as a Homunculus in this sense] be technologically okay even with the setting of Westeros? I've never watched Game of Thrones personally.


Location: Redwood Apartment Complex, Room 4A. Interacting with: @fairyBells


Chris was three steps from the apartment's central lobby when he paused and took in the muffled sounds of Irish Hellfire coming from the room he just left. Sighing, he decided to take a seat in one of the lobby chairs and picked a book off the coffee table. 'The Long Journey Home', it read. Musing an idle noise in his throat, Chris opened up the book and began reading as he waited for Roxy's arrival. No sooner than he started reading the book did his phone go off. Raising a brow, he took his phone out of his pocket and instantly recognized who it'd be from. "I'm....at...the...lobby. My... bad." He read allowed quietly while typing into the phone. He saved her number into his Contact List, then pocketed his phone and sighed as he contemplated heading upstairs or sticking downstairs to read this book a bit further. Clearing his throat, he looked around before taking the book, standing upright, and holding it to his left side as he made his way quickly up the lobby stairs and back to the apartment room.
Is this our main crossover idea from the other thread?
Huzzah!
Interested! If anyone is still 'ere...

I've a Detroit: Become Human OC I've been waiting to use, and as far as Resident Evil goes I'm actually halfway through the REmake. I've yet to play the other ones.
Glad to be here! Is this... still running? Did I join at an awkward time?
Interested! I actually have a DBH OC all ready to go.



Location: Redwood Apartment Complex, Room 4A. Interacting with: @fairyBells


Chris's expression went from contentment, to confusion, and finally to light concern. The young woman before him, Roxy, was either overly stressed or overwhelmed- or both. Before he could reply, she was out of the kitchen and hitting the shower. The man looked down to his food and paused in contemplation before finally digging in. When he was finished, he got up and proceeded to wash both plates in the kitchen sink. 'Huh...I suppose this place could use a little more communal decoration,' Chris thought to himself. Indeed, the only place in the house that was decorated was his room; resembling more like a military officer's quarters than a simple apartment bedroom. Perhaps he'd go out and shop for some furniture when he had the time- he'd already done it with Pepper once for her apartment room, and that ended up in him getting lost for two hours when his phone died. Sighing with a slight laugh, he shook his head, turned off the faucet and exited the kitchen as he began to visually measure up the apartment's living-room dimensions. The biggest concern, however, was to appease his newfound roommate without turning the apartment into a goddamn barracks. After some thought, Chris went into his room, put on his shoes and took a PostIt and pen from his nightstand drawer, scribbling something on the sheet of yellow sticky paper. Chris walked over to the front door and placed the note on the front of it before opening it and exiting the apartment. Now, he was on a mission.




Location: Redwood Apartment Complex, Room 4A. Interacting with: @fairyBells


Chris chuckled gently. "No apologies needed, Ma'am- Miss Stark." He turned back to the bacon on the skillet, flipping the other side over and grimacing as another flurry of pops were aimed at his direction. "You didn't miss much." Chris hissed lightly as boiling grease droplets pelted his forearms. Eventually, the bacon was finished as the man turned the stove off and set aside the skillet; scooping up the bacon with the spatula and placing it on two sheets of paper towels. As for the grease, he poured that into a ceramic bowl and set it aside on the counter, letting it cool off. Chris leaned back against the countertop, smiling at Roxy gently. "I apologize I was out and couldn't assist you moving in. I got called in for a local accident and got home some time after you'd finished moving in. Do you need any help with furniture later today?" Chris asked, before seating himself at the table and prepping his utensils. All things considered, he didn't expect her to be... Irish. Or was she Scottish? With a brogue that heavy, he had to admit he couldn't quite pin it down to region.
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