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Recent Statuses

2 yrs ago
Wow, I really miss writing.
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3 yrs ago
I'm back and officially a college grad. :)
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8 yrs ago
It's way too early to be hearing Christmas music in the mall... can we get past Thanksgiving, first?
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8 yrs ago
Back from my little hiatus.
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8 yrs ago
Lost one of my childhood friends this morning to gun violence. My heart hurts.
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Bio

I'm Ken/Marz. My pronouns are She/They. I'm a 25 year old from VA.
I write to escape. The Guild has been my haven for over 13 years now.
You'll typically see me in the SOL or Supernatural sections.
My PSN is GirlOnMarz and my Discord is Marz#1208
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Most Recent Posts

Welcome! Enjoy your stay.
This looks very interesting. Keeping my eye on it!
@Blizz

Sunday looked down at the boy who'd opened the door. He looked as though he was about eleven or twelve, and seemed to be in a really good mood.
"Hello, can I help you?" The boy looked at her and awaited an answer. Unsure of what to say, she just shrugged her shoulders and stepped inside.

"I don't have anywhere else to go."
"Come on in, we are just getting started," he said as he led her towards the gymnasium, "New people go to the left."

Sunday took a hesitant step to the left as she looked around the gym. She saw a lot of peculiar faces, and her ears turned a light shade of red when the boy announced that she was there. Luckily, her ears were hidden by her dreads. She followed behind him, since she basically had no idea why they were all in a gym. She didn't even know that normal orphanages had gyms.
Well, obviously, this wasn't an ordinary orphanage.
Isn't the housekeeper supposed to answer the door??? Or.. not.
Sunday folded her arms across her chest as she looked out of the window. The bus was nearly empty, and there was only one more stop that was left to make. Sure, she could've ran to where she needed to go, but sometimes she just needed time to think. After a week and a half, one hundred dollars had quickly dropped to twenty, and she knew that there was no way that she was going to find a job that was foolish enough to hire a child off the streets. This was her only option, whether she liked it or not.

She pulled on the sleeve of her brown leather jacket as the bus slowly rolled to a stop. The old man who was sitting in the seat behind her got off, leaving her alone with the driver. He glared back at her, and she knew that she had to go. When she was finally off, and the bus was pulling away, she took one last look at the old man, who was crossing the street towards the grocery store. Then she was gone.

It only took her a minute to get there, and when she did she let out a huge breath that she hadn't realized she'd been holding in. The orphanage was way nicer than any other orphanage she'd ever seen, but that didn't stop her from feeling nauseous. The closer she got to the door, the more she felt like she was going to puke. After what seemed like ages, she was finally standing in front of the door, her arm raised.

"Just do it," she mumbled to herself.
She knocked.
Can someone maybe catch me up to speed, please? I'm about to try and skim through it, but that's A LOT to look at. lol

Hey! Are you still accepting characters? I know it's kind of late...
Making my CS rn.
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