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5 yrs ago
Current A great trick if you get the sinus bugs easy is a netty pot. They feel uncomfortable the first time you use them but they flush out all the gunk and will make your sinus infection go away sooner!
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5 yrs ago
Being an adult means that yes I can buy a beanbag big enough to fit 3 adults on it with no regrets
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5 yrs ago
I don't know the cheat code for happiness but I know how to get you a jetpack in GTA SA
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5 yrs ago
Inb4 I spent a good several hours of my shift finishing my ooc trying to type codes into my tiny phone box 😅
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5 yrs ago
My patient gave me a handmade scrub top ornament with lights and told me I was her favorite nurse </3
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Bio



||the Sun heals the body~||
Known to the majority jk no one knows me as Beth, I am a mid twenties nurse, full of punny dad jokes, who avoids her life responsibilities at all cost. I started rping on a site known as maxdanwiz which has long been dismantled by the masses, and through various wandering over the years, I found myself here. I'm down with nearly any rp topic though my writing styles range from casual to advanced depending on my levels of procrastination and the excessive levels of collabs. If anyone ever needs anything or wants to talk you can find me in any of my pms. Always down to help my famalamas any way possible :). There'd be no way to tag all the cool cats I've met here.

I have three kitties, all adopted. One gremlin, one princess, and one sadge goil. I will likely talk about them a lot because their daily adventures feed my soul. I love fall, winter, and really anything that gives me an excuse to wear a sweater and cozy up. I am essentially Bee from Bee and Puppycat.

Useless facts about me: though originally American, I have travelled to four European countries (Germany, Austria, Switzerland, and little Liechtenstein). I have had the opportunity to travel to Kenya (Kigulu and Kisumu) for a two week healthcare mission trip where we were teaching first aid care to the villages there and helping to treat as many of the locals as possible. I'm thankful for where God has taken me and all the adventures that are yet to come.


||~the Moon heals the soul||




||Stare into that starless void~||



Most Recent Posts

@Oliver Sorry. In nursing school so constantly dying and today is my day off and I was waiting for Mudblood. But I gotchu

OH AND @SmileyJaws I DIDN'T BOMB IT
Now to figure out what to do with Sarah

~Sarah~

Amusement swept through her as she watched the gears in Andreas mind turned ever so slowly, mental computers deciphering the odd information they were given. She was just waiting for the wires to click. She hadn’t seen Andreas since the end of last May. No doubt he was trying to take care of business at home as usual, being his calm, collected, withdrawn self. Where is free time went specifically, that was a mystery in itself; she always seemed to forget to ask where he worked, if he was still looking at cars, just happy in the moment to have a quick get together. Her mind going into overdrive on the possibilities, she was pulled back to a smirk.

“Where were you?”

Truthfully, she had a habit of not being on time, which was rather a continuous run of bad luck. Not forwarding those chain emails in middle school seemed to be coming back to haunt her in odd ways. Hand reaching towards the back of her head, an uncomfortable laugh escaped her lips, “See what had happened was…I was kinda sorta attacked by a ghost hole this morning. Totally not my fault!” Coming back from her embarrassment of the venture to school, a quirky smile found its way, shining for a brief second before faltering.

Eyes shifting over towards Roxy, the girl once again found a vibrant personality, this time welcoming her into the conversation. Before she could even stop her brain words found their way out of her mouth, “Are you a beaver? Cause dam I like you already.” Whether this was the conventional way to make friends, the oblivious child didn’t have a clue.

Turning back to Andreas with a newfound burst of energy, she waved off the comment of them two not hanging out over the summer. “My brother was down from college anyway, you were safer on Muppet lane, trust me. Besides, I was working in order to save money to get my permit, and a car. I would have been useless to you.” It wasn’t often she had friends over, living far out it was much easier to come visit people in town. True every now and then people would come over for “pool” parties, which was really just relaxing at the pond and having a cookout. Placing her cheek against her hand, she zoned out on the all the possibilities this year could offer. There were only two left, excluding this one. They’d all need to make them count.

”Oh!” scatter brain coming back to her, she slid around in her seat to properly greet her neighbor, “The name is Sarah by the way.”

@SmileyJaws @Filthy Mudblood
kidnaps Colton's adorable doggos
~Sarah~

5:3o

Wiping her forehead once more to get her hair out of her face, Sarah stirred the brush into the now grey water as the sapphire blue freed itself from the bristles, dancing in the swirls before becoming one with its surroundings. Lifting it from the glass, she slid it onto the nearby rack to dry. A sigh escaped her lips as she realized she would now have to clean the warzone that was her room. “I guess you could say cleaning is going to be a real paint. I art to have considered this beforehand.” A small laugh now filled the space as the girl began recapping paints and wiping up spatters from the floor. A wet canvas overlooked her as she worked diligently, its sunset hues of pinks, oranges, and soft ambers promised a bright day ahead.

Just as the last of the dirty rags were thrown in the hamper across the room the sound of her alarm blared itself annoyingly reminding her she needed to shower and head to the joyous prison camp that was high school. Hands delicately opened and closed the bedroom door as not to disturb her mother who had another graveyard shift last night. Sarah moved swiftly, and quietly to the bathroom, much like a ghost, a talent picked up from years of invisibility. The quiet in the mornings, she couldn’t help but wonder when the shuffling of bodies, loud voices arguing over who gets the last biscuit, and the sounds of silverware on plates stopped. Why when her brother went off to college there was no longer a need for spending time together, for waking up to the sound of bacon frying, for a smile and “have a great day”s. Shaking her head as if to shake of the negativity, she proceeded to turning the shower faucet. The only thing we can control is ourselves. The sound of her old English teacher played threw her mind once more. At the same time she caught herself in the mirror as the memories faded into a grin. In all the moving of her bangs out of her eyes whilst painting, her face was now the color of a rainbow or perhaps an advertisement for Skittles themselves. Yes, she needed to look forward, to the day ahead.

6:10

After speeding out the door, possibly tripping in a small hole, and turning over the engine only 5 times, Sarah finally managed to get it together enough to not be entirely late on the first week of school. Windows rolled down, the warm air danced across her cheekbones as her hands tapped the steering wheel along to the beat of the music drifting through the radio. Honestly, Sarah was amazed the radio worked at all.

Gertrude came to her in the form of 300 dollars, belonging to an elderly woman who had a stroke and no longer could drive the poor vehicle. The passenger side window was left half cracked for a year before being passed over to herself, and finally removing the leaves, cleaning the carpet, and making the car smell pleasant again was a chore she’d rather not relive. The replacement of a timing belt, battery, and spark plugs brought the golden granny car back to life, as it was now Sarah’s baby. She’d received a few odd looks from some of the wealthier students in her high school, but she didn’t mind. Not all cars could be as majestic as her own.

Truthfully, the only reason she had a car, aside from the killer price, was her commute to school. She lived so far in the boonies, that when she did take the bus she’d have to be ready to leave by 5. When her school began offering driver’s ed, she broke into her savings account to pay for the classes herself. She didn’t have any problems learning, as Sarah often had to help her dad around the ranch, driving his truck while he dropped off hay bales or picking him up from one of the neighbors. Once she’d passed and received her permit, her dad helped her to find a car. If he wasn’t able to fix Gertrude himself, she’d probably still be looking.

Several loud singalongs later, and Sarah found herself pulling up into the parking lot behind the school. Avoiding the spaces generally claimed by the seniors she found a spot somewhere in the back near the softball field. Grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder, her combat boots slid out onto the concrete. Slamming the door for good measure, she made her way towards the sidewalk, checking her watch for the time. People were still trickling in, she recognized some from her childhood, others were fresh faces. It was only the third day, there was still time to make friends.

7:20

Missing the order of assigned seats, it took a bit of fumbling around to find her own. After getting accustomed she looked to her neighbors, to her left Landon. She didn’t know much about him, but she had seen him play before and as far as she could remember he was pretty good. She didn’t know the girl to her right at all aside from a name Roxy. A smile subconsciously crossed her lips as her brain played associations the Rox in her name and her Rock n’ Roll demeanor that Sarah was able to pick up. Nonetheless, the girl was beautiful and seemed to be equivalently vibrant in personality. Either way, as a first impression, Sarah liked it.

Across from her sat a familiar face, as her smile widened into a dorky grin. Taking her pencil and reaching far she managed to poke the figure in all his nonchalant glory as she began her usual antics. “No fading into space this early in the morning.” .
@Apoalo @Filthy Mudblood @SmileyJaws
@Dirty Pretty Lies YES! I CAN BE EMBARRASSING MORESO THAN USUAL XD
Yay! ^-^ Let me eat and I'll get a reply up afterwards <3


Heyo ^-^, Just curious as to whether this is still open for an extra girl
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