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4 yrs ago
Current After nearly three years, I caught covid.
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5 yrs ago
Someone stole a jar of melatonin from the store that I work at. I hope it keeps them up at night.
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8 yrs ago
Being tiny, curious as hell, cute and incredibly clumsy, I find Meltan surprisingly relatable for a lump of metal with a nut for a head.
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8 yrs ago
I didn't know I had a favorite steel-type pokemon until Meltan. Not to be dramatic, but I'd die for that little fella
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8 yrs ago
Everyone wants to be special, yet nobody seems to realise that being special isn't always a good thing.

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In Powerless 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Veleno nodded. Before she was put in the asylum, she had done a lot of drawing. Whenever she got the chance to, she would be drawing. She loved doing so, and that way, she definitely couldn't kill people. "Before I was here I spent most of my time drawing. I wanted to become an illustrator, but I doubt that many people would hire someone who has been in an asylum." She told the guy who sat down next to her, when she realised she didn't tell him her name yet. "My name is Veleno, by the way." She said to introduce herself.

Looking at the drawing again, she sighed. The reason for all of this, that she was here, was because her grandma thought that she was crazy. After telling the elderly woman about her power, the woman refused to listen to one more word Veleno had to say. She had thought that her life couldn't get any worse when she had killed her own parents, but her grandma had proven her wrong.
In Powerless 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
The next round has started!
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In Powerless 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Sorry Pathfinder, my character is already interacting with someone else at the moment.
Also, Kidd's slot will remain closed for a while.
In Powerless 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
That's alright, I'll discuss with CaptnBoobgrab on what to do with your spot.
In Powerless 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
When Veleno heard someone asking her something, she turned to look to whom the voice belonged, soon finding out. A guy, one she had seen several times before in the asylum, but had never spoken to, though that wasn't too special. Since she was put in the asylum, she hadn't said anything more than what had to be said, and that worked out pretty well for her. She hadn't really planned to make friends anyway.

The guy always looked pretty normal to her. He didn't act as if he was insane. He probably wasn't that bad, she figured, and he was the first who tried to talk to her. She considered snapping at him, scaring him away as she always did to people, keeping him at distance. But for once, she didn't. She had gotten tired of always keeping up he same, mean attitude and wanted to just act normal for once. After all, it would be nice to actually have a decent conversation with someone for once. Besides, her power didn't seem to be working in here, she had noticed that a while ago, when she had scratched a mouse. If she couldn't even kill a mouse at the moment, than how could she hurt him?

"A woman." She answered, showing him the drawing. That was simply all there was to the picture, a peaceful woman in the middle of a field. No one special, just a simple woman.
In Powerless 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Alright than, thanks for letting us know!
In Elysium 12 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Freya looked at Matt and shook her head. "I do not have any friends who could help, nor do I know anyone who could be helpful on this matter. I suppose that our best chance is to find that friend of yours and see what he can do for us." She said, pausing a moment before answering his other question. "I am afraid I failed to see which route this bus will be taking. When I got on the bus, it seemed to be of little importance." She then added. What she had been thinking of, had been her own safety, if Matt hadn't managed to get on the bus as well and guilt. There had been little concern left for other things a moment ago.

Sitting down, Freya hoped that this friend of Ryan would be of any use. Except for her husband, there wasn't really anyone Freya trusted enough to let her perform anything "medical" onto her. She was a rogue, the people she met shouldn't be trusted when it came down to such things.
In Powerless 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Mad scarlet, we're not accepting any new members at the moment.

Also kiya, you double posted for this round. It's no big deal, but please make sure to check if the others have already posted before you do so yourself again! After all, CaptnBoobgrab and me will announce it in the ooc thread as much as we can, so all you have to do to see if the next round started already, is checking the ooc thread.
Freya shrugged. "It was the least thing I could do." She answered. It wasn't like she had anything better to do anyway, and as long as it would help Harol she would be happy, which it apparently did, according to what he said. Though Freya soon started thinking again. Why did she actually care so much that he was alright, and not just physically spoken? She never cared about how other people felt, that was just the way she was. She never really cared what getting pickpocket would do to people, that they would get angered or desperate because of it, wondering how they could afford something to eat next day. She just simply couldn't be bothered thinking of such things, and it was one of the things that made being a rogue easy to her. And still, Freya once again found herself realising that to her, Harol wasn't like most people. He was different to her, and she just couldn't understand why that was. Maybe she should give several things some more thought as well. But for then, Freya simply pushed it away again, telling herself to worry about it later.

She looked around in the room for a moment, searching for something to do. She had already cleaned her daggers last day, so that was no option. Neither was training, as long as her arm would need to heal. She didn't exactly feel like getting out of the room and making new friends neither, nor was reading an option to her. She could just leave. Not to leave the house of Clasz, but just find a lonely place, like the roof or just an empty room, and just stay there for a while. Just being away from everything and everyone for a moment. It wouldn't be the first time she did so. In fact, she did so a lot, when she needed time to think, felt angered or sad, or just simply wanted to be alone. But strangely enough, she didn't want to be alone. For once, she preferred being with someone over being alone.

Unintentionally, Freya's thoughts went back to Harol again. He must be having a hard time, she figured. Not only was his family murdered by the king simply because they stood up for themselves, but he was also being wanted by the king himself. As if that wasn't enough already, he also just found out something Freya supposed would be quite shocking, and there was no one around who could understand what he was going through. Sure, Freya tried to help him, but even then, she didn't know what it was like to go through the things he was going through. She never had to deal with the problem of her entire family being butchered and finding out about birthrites that had been performed on her.
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