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    1. LordofthePies 11 yrs ago

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8 yrs ago
Current Taking a break so I can figure some stuff out. See you in a few days.
8 yrs ago
Just gotta check in 10 times before bed.
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8 yrs ago
Herpetology is not the study of STD's. The more you know.
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8 yrs ago
I share Ron Swanson's love of breakfast food.
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8 yrs ago
"Did you eat the entire pizza?" "...Yes"
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Venin went back to looking at Serah. She was his guide in situations he didn't understand, like this one. He tilted his head a little to the side as he took in her words. "Well, that seems like a stupid reason to have all the children crowded in a room," but it also seems like a good excuse to get everyone into one room... Venin's anxiety once again took the wheel as he thought of school shootings, robberies, and other horrible things that could happen while they were all in this one seemingly tiny room. Worry flashed over his features before he shook his head, trying to knock the bad thoughts out of his skull.

@Im a huge mess
In Arcadia 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Alright, cool beans.

Name: Alexander Ophidian
Age: 27
race(Human, Superhuman, Mutant, or Android): Andriod
Look: With Metalic Eyes -

Skills: Expert at hacking and guns.
Abilities: None.
Weapons: Has a pistol and a rifle.
Are you part of the faceless: I suppose so.
Other: Has a fear of liquids.
The brightly colored houses are falling apart, wood rotten and soaked with Fallout. Giant insects nest inside these buildings, and a lone Mr. Handy attempts to polish a rusted car.
"The bushes are trimmed and some pieces of roof are no longer in the living room, now if I can just-" the Mr. Handy stops speaking when a door falls off the car. It made a defeated noise and leaned the car door against the vehicle. It began to pretend to trim the dead bushes in front of the blue house in an attempt to busy itself. The Mr. Handy began attempting to hum a tune as it cut at the air with its garden shears.


Ren opened her eyes and found herself leaning against a trash can in an abandoned truck stop with bits of dirt and dead grass stuck in her brilliant red locks. She stretched out and her shoulder made a grinding noise, causing her to halt and stare blankly at her right shoulder. She experimentally moved her arm upwards, causing a grinding noise to fill the truck stop. Ren sighed and continued to fully stretch, ignoring her clunky shoulder.

@Tahlon
Looks good, move it over to characters and we can get started.
Let me know if you need any help.
Alrighty, slap the pic on the description and you're free to move it over ot Characters.
Well, the Other part is Optional, so you don't need to put anything. If you could be a little more descriptive with his features then it'll be perfect. Otherwise, you're all good.
Well, why don't we just assume they went to bed?
In Cell-mates 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Savage indeed xD
Name: Ren Geovani
Nickname: N/A
Age:28
Race: Synth
Morals: Doesn't believe in innocence, everyone is evil in some way, there is no such thing as a pure mortal in her mind. She also doesn't support the idea of having slaves. She won't take prisoners, it's either kill them all or leave them be.
Faction: None
Flaws: Doesn't pitty people, and doesn't spare the lives of anyone.
Background (How did they grow up, how was family life, siblings? Relationships? Pets?): Ren had a dog once. But one day it slobbered on her, causing her to malfunction and kill the animal. She no longer likes dogs. Other than that, Ren has had a pretty simple, Synthetic life. Although, she doesn't really like the people that made her this way.
Looks (Either a picture or a very, very detailed description.):

Other (Optional): Is a 2.5 Gen, a mix between Valentine and 3rd Gen.
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