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9 yrs ago
Current Birds > Wolves
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10 yrs ago
Someone remind me to stop staying up into the next day. I'm way too tired to function as I write this.
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Hello people of this website! I'm a dude, I just really enjoy playing female characters, don't ask why 'cause I don't know. I'm something of a die hard Mass Effect fan, and that's about it.

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Well, since the GM's seem to be on board for the most part, and since I've just edited Masae's backstory a bit, I don't suppose anyone would be interested in setting up prior relationships with my character or something that could be used in the IC when i get involved in that. A forlorn hope, I know, but at least I can ask.


DOOD I'LL BE DOWN FOR THAT IF ADERYN GETS THE GO AHEAD.
First day of Autumn and my body already hates me. GG no re.
@TheWindelMuch cyan. Such cerulean. Twist is, Maribel's hair is all natural.


This woman uses SPIDERS to dye her HAIR. Jiro gets his done professionally.

@TheWindel@Lucius Cypher@KoL
Here we go again, now in a heavily revised format!
@TheWindel
ARE YOU SAYING THAT JIRO'S HAIR IS INFERIOR TO MARIBEL'S!?
@KoL@Lucius Cypher@TheWindel
Should I run Aderyn by you guys again, if the third character is alright at this point in time?
Aaron Fletcher

Aaron nodded in response to Mike and watched him go before continuing to his destination; the all-important Newspaper Club meeting room. He never really saw a need for the club, news traveled very quickly by word of mouth around the campus, and while it may be changed from person to person, it was largely accurate. The digital articles did sometimes help to clear up confusion, though this was few and far between in his experience. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his uniform as he approached the room, wishing he was allowed to wear both his peacoat and scarf inside the main building. The only school in the world that had figured out how to regulate temperature through the whole building had denied him his only way into the world of fashion. Ironic, in a way. He leaned on the door frame of the Newspaper Club's room as he arrived and scanned it for Emma, then shot her a smile as he found her. He also waved to the charismatic Thomas, feeling like he owed the club's president at least that.

@TheWindel@KoL@Lord of Evil
Jiro Katsurou

Jiro listened to what Asahi had to say, nodding as he spoke. His requests were simple enough, grab him a lemon sweet tea and find Shiro, although he could feel some kind of underlying favor was being asked of him. If he had to guess, the larger boy wanted some alone time with the girl that was present in the room. It was fair enough, he supposed. "Alright, you want the tea before or after I find Shiro?" He chuckled slightly and made for the door, waving goodbye to the pair as he disappeared beyond the threshold. "Oh, and don't worry about paying me back!" He got into the nearby waiting elevator and pressed the button that would take him to the lobby, then opened up his phone, beginning to type a message to his orange-haired counterpart with a blur of his thumbs.
To: Shiro Kawabata
From: Jiro Katsurou
Subject: Quick Meeting
Hey, when you get a chance, drop by the hospital Asahi's in. We need to plan for the festival, and he wants to talk to us both.

The doors slid open as the text was sent, and the blue-haired youth stepped out. He pulled out his wallet and rifled through for a few appropriate bills while he approached the vending machine by the waiting area. In a moment he yanked the bill out and fed it into machine, watching while the bottle of chilled, lemon-flavored sweet tea began to slowly slide forwards... and stop on the edge of the track, the plastic cap smacking the glass and holding the container in place. "...It's the middle of the 21st century, every single human has a neural interface that grows with us, hunger is almost eradicated, we make regular trips to the goddamn moon... and this shit still happens." He sighed audibly, shaking the machine to dislodge the drink for his friend and earning an irritated stare from the nearest secretary. "That's how I'll become rich, I'll invent a vending machine that doesn't pull this crap." He took the drink out of the tray and stuffed it into his coat pocket, taking a seat in the waiting area and screwing around on his phone while he waited for Shiro to make an appearance.

@Lucius Cypher@Jedly
Time for Jiro to be capable for five minutes!

EDIT: My dog has a hot spot on her elbow and a few carpets need to be steam cleaned now. Rip.
I shall throw a post together if I have time tomorrow. Also, I might throw a certain girl with Vrolik's Syndrome at le GMs again.
Homework is cancer. That is all.
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