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"𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎"


𝟷. 𝙰𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚍
𝟸. 𝙻𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚍
𝟹. 𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚍
𝟺. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚑 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚍
𝟻. 𝙹𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚍
𝟼. 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚍




"𝙵𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜"


𝟷. 𝙽𝚘𝚊𝚑 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚢
𝟸. 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚢
𝟹. 𝙻𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚢
𝟺. 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚒 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚢
𝟻. 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚢
𝟼. 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚢



𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚜.


𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍.

𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚕-𝚍𝚎-𝚜𝚊𝚌 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝙱𝚎𝚎, 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚜. 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢, 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚎 (𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠- 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝙼𝚛. 𝙹𝚎𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙱𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕.) 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚍! 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚋 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔. 𝙰 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗.

𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋𝚜, 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚗 𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝙷𝚎𝚌𝚔, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘𝚡. 𝙾𝚑 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕! 𝙺𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍!



𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔.

𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝙶𝙼. 𝙸 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚘𝚕' 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝- 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚝.

𝙰𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝙸 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙿𝚈 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎-𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝; 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙶𝙼 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚘-𝙶𝙼 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙳𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢. 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎.

𝙻𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜!




𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝.


𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍! 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕; 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘- 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙽𝚒𝚌𝚎.







𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚍
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚍𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘.
𝚆𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞?




Thank you all for the overwhelming amount of positive feedback- however; due to this we are losing spots in the roleplay quickly. I originally had a Friday deadline for TWELVE people but instead I will have it be whoever the next person to show interest with a "child-young adult" role in mind. Thanks so much for your patience and for your encouragement. If you would like to join in the roleplay; find and follow the secret message. If you haven't already as well; take a moment to join the discord to join in on the conversation!
𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝙲𝙲 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 "𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍"
𝚍𝚒𝚜·𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝟷. 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎. "𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍" 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚜: 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝, 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚢, 𝚎𝚗𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚎𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚎, 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗; 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 "𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍"

𝚑𝚝𝚝𝚙𝚜://𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍.𝚐𝚐/𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋_𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚎


𝙷𝙲𝙲 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟾𝚝𝚑.
𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝.
@Dusty

LOL great minds think alike.
on a scale of 1 to 10, how likely are we to murdered by the evil suburban hivemind


𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚜!
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝
W𝚑𝚢-𝚍𝚘-𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚜-𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢-𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠-𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛-𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗-𝚊𝚗𝚍-𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛-𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑-𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛?

D E B O R A H A R T H U R



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Deborah Mae Arthur
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72 || American
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Retired Librarian | Heterosexual | Widowed
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Pscyhological Profile

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Resources
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Appearance Details
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Deborah was quite the catch in her day. Though she has aged, one would say she has done it like a fine wine prooving she has still retained some of her beauty, style and grace! She is a bit over five foot five weighing around one hundred and thirty seven pounds; petite and well shaped. Deb has naturally black hair that she has let gone gray in a stylish fashion; dyeing the back biweekly at her local salon. Her eyes are an endearing shade of blue and usually crinkled up in a smile. Besides her charming smile, Deborah prides herself in her appearance and likes to keep as fashion forward as her age allows.

Character Synopsis
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As Deb continues into her long life, she could drone on and on about stories to what got her to where she is now. She'd start off with a story about her childhood on how both of her parents worked at a small cafe in North Dakota, her mother a waitress and her father a cook. Her father loved the way her mother danced, so very much so that he gave her a family of eight. Deborah was the second to last youngest daughter, her younger and only brother just a few years behind. They lived a fairly average life, in a surprisingly small home but it was filled with laughter and love and righteousness. In her teens she would fall in love with a boy named Henry, and then after that was all over she would fall in love with a man named Jim who she married after high school but before he was shipped off to the Navy Base. She would follow him to every state, country, and hub until they would finally settle back home in North Dakota.

A few years later Deborah would have a child of her own, named David after her own father- her one and only child. She raised him with laughter, love, and righteousness as well. Getting older and having a bit more time on her hands rather than traveling and raising children, Deb went to the local elementary school and applied for a librarian position. It wasn't really official and she never had gotten herself a college degree, but she learned fast and worked hard and that was good enough for them. After over twenty years at the school she would retire and spend the rest of her days with Jim enjoying the visits with her grand kids.

Jim passed unexpectedly from colon cancer, and Deborah swore it was all the junk food he ate. Calcium, and cod liver oil would keep her living forever she claimed to anyone who would listen. After a few years, David thought his mom should get back out into the world and travel again- to shake off the ever lingering fear of her own demise. A ticket to Louisiana was given to her and Deb was packed and on her way, excited to explore a state that was rich in culture and history that she had not yet to visit.

Personality
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Happy go lucky with a little bit of moxie. Deborah feels like just because she is over seventy years old she is not senile. Though her views are conservative and traditional she is not cruel or loudly arrogant; misinformed and sheltered and sometimes speaking without really thinking about consequences. Deb likes to spend as much time talking to others as she does being by herself. Socializing often tires her out if it is done for more than a few hours at a time. She would rather have her head in a really good book than gossiping; though sometimes she can't help herself. Her grandchildren are very important to her, and she dotes on them whenever her son allows it. Deborah doesn't believe in most doctors, therapists, or anything that has to do with mental health. "If you're feeling depressed, just be thankful you have food on your table!" type of personality. She sometimes trails off on stories that don't have any point or connection to the topic at hand, but she means well.

Relationships
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To be determined

Miscellaneous
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Deborah has just changed one of her medications, and has started to experience a form of dementia called sun-downing. Though it has not progressed terribly, it has been noted in her medical file.

Okay, I had a little bit too much fun with this- if anyone wants to be a family member to me by all means..
D E B O R A H A R T H U R


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Deborah Mae Arthur
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72 || American
_______________________________________________
Retired Librarian | Heterosexual | Widowed
_______________________________________________
Pscyhological Profile

___________________________________
Resources
___________________________________
Appearance Details
▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔
Deborah was quite the catch in her day. Though she has aged, one would say she has done it like a fine wine prooving she has still retained some of her beauty, style and grace! She is a bit over five foot five weighing around one hundred and thirty seven pounds; petite and well shaped. Deb has naturally black hair that she has let gone gray in a stylish fashion; dyeing the back biweekly at her local salon. Her eyes are an endearing shade of blue and usually crinkled up in a smile. Besides her charming smile, Deborah prides herself in her appearance and likes to keep as fashion forward as her age allows.

Character Synopsis
▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔
As Deb continues into her long life, she could drone on and on about stories to what got her to where she is now. She'd start off with a story about her childhood on how both of her parents worked at a small cafe in North Dakota, her mother a waitress and her father a cook. Her father loved the way her mother danced, so very much so that he gave her a family of eight. Deborah was the second to last youngest daughter, her younger and only brother just a few years behind. They lived a fairly average life, in a surprisingly small home but it was filled with laughter and love and righteousness. In her teens she would fall in love with a boy named Henry, and then after that was all over she would fall in love with a man named Jim who she married after high school but before he was shipped off to the Navy Base. She would follow him to every state, country, and hub until they would finally settle back home in North Dakota.

A few years later Deborah would have a child of her own, named David after her own father- her one and only child. She raised him with laughter, love, and righteousness as well. Getting older and having a bit more time on her hands rather than traveling and raising children, Deb went to the local elementary school and applied for a librarian position. It wasn't really official and she never had gotten herself a college degree, but she learned fast and worked hard and that was good enough for them. After over twenty years at the school she would retire and spend the rest of her days with Jim enjoying the visits with her grand kids.

Jim passed unexpectedly from colon cancer, and Deborah swore it was all the junk food he ate. Calcium, and cod liver oil would keep her living forever she claimed to anyone who would listen. After a few years, David thought his mom should get back out into the world and travel again- to shake off the ever lingering fear of her own demise. A ticket to Louisiana was given to her and Deb was packed and on her way, excited to explore a state that was rich in culture and history that she had not yet to visit.

Personality
▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔
Happy go lucky with a little bit of moxie. Deborah feels like just because she is over seventy years old she is not senile. Though her views are conservative and traditional she is not cruel or loudly arrogant; misinformed and sheltered and sometimes speaking without really thinking about consequences. Deb likes to spend as much time talking to others as she does being by herself. Socializing often tires her out if it is done for more than a few hours at a time. She would rather have her head in a really good book than gossiping; though sometimes she can't help herself. Her grandchildren are very important to her, and she dotes on them whenever her son allows it. Deborah doesn't believe in most doctors, therapists, or anything that has to do with mental health. "If you're feeling depressed, just be thankful you have food on your table!" type of personality. She sometimes trails off on stories that don't have any point or connection to the topic at hand, but she means well.

Relationships
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To be determined

Miscellaneous
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Deborah has just changed one of her medications, and has started to experience a form of dementia called sun-downing. Though it has not progressed terribly, it has been noted in her medical file.

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