@VarickeOkay, thanks!
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6 yrs ago
r/iamverysmart
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6 yrs ago
DEGENERATE!?!?!? LMAO! Get over yourself dude. For real
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6 yrs ago
I mean everytime I've seen you moan, people have tried to be helpful and give you tips, you have never done any of those things. You still don't like putting images and colors in your interest checks
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7 yrs ago
Really need a fantasy RP. Someone hit me up if you got one/know one that's pretty active rn
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7 yrs ago
Have fun with that then :)
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So... I should put it there?
@VarickeWell, I figured, because it's not approved, I'd put it here
Appearance: 
Name: Damien Howards
Age: 18
Power/mutation: Electrokinesis- The power to manipulate the power of lightning. He can also supercharge himself to reach impressive inhuman speeds and hit a bit harder too.
Bio: Damien seems to have a rather happy personality to everyone else. He wasn't caught out unaware, and had an inkling he was going to get found out anyway. Damien had a reputation for finding old buildings, hooking up neon signs he found to create wonderful light shows for the underground community. A strong believer of the people, he found joy in bringing art to the streets. Through graffiti, music or lights, Damien would use his parkour techniques to get from town to town that needed a little pick me up. It wasn't a living, but it's not like he was going to get caught taking things people didn't want. Until... well, he actually got caught, and brought to the place where all people like him are. The one thing he hates is being cooped up in this place until he was needed. At least his requests for spray paint cans were granted so he wouldn't get totally bored.
Here is my character! Sorry it took so long xD
Name: Damien Howards
Age: 18
Power/mutation: Electrokinesis- The power to manipulate the power of lightning. He can also supercharge himself to reach impressive inhuman speeds and hit a bit harder too.
Bio: Damien seems to have a rather happy personality to everyone else. He wasn't caught out unaware, and had an inkling he was going to get found out anyway. Damien had a reputation for finding old buildings, hooking up neon signs he found to create wonderful light shows for the underground community. A strong believer of the people, he found joy in bringing art to the streets. Through graffiti, music or lights, Damien would use his parkour techniques to get from town to town that needed a little pick me up. It wasn't a living, but it's not like he was going to get caught taking things people didn't want. Until... well, he actually got caught, and brought to the place where all people like him are. The one thing he hates is being cooped up in this place until he was needed. At least his requests for spray paint cans were granted so he wouldn't get totally bored.
Here is my character! Sorry it took so long xD
I'm trying to think of what to post but I can't find it in myself to write a paragraph or two on being an onlooker xD
Hey there! Can I apply?
I just joined so uhhh, what card xD
@rivaan
Souls... Souls! Souls! Souls!
Travis couldn't block out the voices, and now they were getting louder! His eyes dashed from side to side, he would look shifty as hell if someone could see his face. And... now a waitress came over. Shit! She was so polite too. Fuck, fuck, fuck. What does he do? He politely took the menu and smiled, but tried not to look at her. "Hehe, uhmmm, thank you." He weakly said. The boy's stomach felt like there was a rock in it, and his heart was going to jump out of his throat and onto the table. When the woman walked away, he exhaled with relief and slouched into the seat. However, what probably didn't help his situation was the nervous, nearly maniacal giggle that escaped his mouth.
"Hehe. Hehehehehehehehehe."
FUCK!
Travis stood up straight almost immediately and decided to stare at the menu. He did have a bit of change in his pocket... he could get a drink. Where the hell did that laugh come from? Was it nervousness? Was it insanity? Did anyone hear him? He took his non-weapon hand and rubbed his face, like he just had a long day at school. He was really starting to feel the pressure of his predicament now. What... the... hell... does... he... do?
Travis
Souls... Souls! Souls! Souls!
Travis couldn't block out the voices, and now they were getting louder! His eyes dashed from side to side, he would look shifty as hell if someone could see his face. And... now a waitress came over. Shit! She was so polite too. Fuck, fuck, fuck. What does he do? He politely took the menu and smiled, but tried not to look at her. "Hehe, uhmmm, thank you." He weakly said. The boy's stomach felt like there was a rock in it, and his heart was going to jump out of his throat and onto the table. When the woman walked away, he exhaled with relief and slouched into the seat. However, what probably didn't help his situation was the nervous, nearly maniacal giggle that escaped his mouth.
"Hehe. Hehehehehehehehehe."
FUCK!
Travis stood up straight almost immediately and decided to stare at the menu. He did have a bit of change in his pocket... he could get a drink. Where the hell did that laugh come from? Was it nervousness? Was it insanity? Did anyone hear him? He took his non-weapon hand and rubbed his face, like he just had a long day at school. He was really starting to feel the pressure of his predicament now. What... the... hell... does... he... do?
Skype group would be wicked!
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