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2 mos ago
Current Why do nightmares continue to plague me?! I hate them I preferred it when I had no dreams at this point.
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1 yr ago
Went on my first 5 mile walk today and I feel grrrrreat! X)
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2 yrs ago
Brain go brzt
2 yrs ago
Got finals next week if I don’t post it’s because I am probably in my hole praying to the cosmos I pass
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2 yrs ago
Your brain is toasty on col medicine

Bio

I am a package handler at one of the many different package shipping services so the hours of 4pm to about 9pm PST I’m busy working and making that sweet sweet cheddar.

I have been a part of the role playing community for several years now, I think it’s somewhere in the teens. Not entirely sure all I do know is that I know what I like and what I don’t like, what I don’t like is ERP. I could go on a tangent about my severe distaste for ERP but I’ll save my breath. While what I do like is to play male roles and also have a couple RP’s going at the same time because then I won’t be antsy when I only have one going. It’s possible I might be an RP addict, not sure and I don’t want to go down that particular rabbit hole.

For my role play style I like to give out surprising moments that I’ve planned in advance. Along with working with my partner to converge our ideas as well to make a better story. One I wouldn’t mind going back and reading through, as I do have that habit of looking back in order to tie up any loose ends we may have left when I run out of story ideas.

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Saren was unresponsive to Luner's question as he continued mumbling. He began to steadily rock himself back and forth, as tears fell to him there was no one there; he was alone in suffocating darkness. Every night he slept was bad, but being here in the demon land made it so much worse. It was like a knob had been turned up to max, and Saren was barely holding on if at all. Soon a blue flame burned his cheek snapping him back into reality, his eye blinking as he looked up at Luner. The humiliation he felt made him stand quickly, before storming away a bit though didn't leave the camp. His back turned to her as he rubbed his forehead, to his neck before letting his arms relax crossed over his chest.
Saren soon woke up a few hours later, gasping as he held his head. The look of fear clear in his eyes, he took his mask of, and whipped his brow of sweat. His hands shaking as he tried to calm himself, to no avail as the memory had replayed in his mind.
"No, no why can't I escape? Why am I trapped," he muttered.
"And I'm being ignored.... Damn human cockroaches, wouldn't know superior genetics even if it bit em on the ass," Grimm said walking away, having grown tired of being around the two idiots.
Then again he was tired of everyone ignoring him, to the point he'd developed an aggravated twitch in his eye. The wooden box with the glowing symbols, beginning to splinter in his hand. As his whole body had become rigid in irritation. He walked down the hall pretty much ignoring everyone else, as he searched for the berserk knight. After all this time being alone, he hadn't thought that he'd not grown somewhat used to being ignored. Only to be proven very, very wrong it stung at him leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.
Saren took some of the meat, and his mask opened up revealing a set of fearsome sharp teeth. He then nibbled on the meat slowly, leaning back to look up at the gloomy clouds hanging over head, they didn't appear to be moving at all.
"It's like the clouds wanna cry.... Then again they might wanna scream," he thought.
He soon finished his meat swallowing it whole, before shutting his eyes to sleep.
Saren smirked almost starting to laugh, as he'd fooled Daisy. Though he soon shifted into his armor, and dropped down on her.
"Then what is this feeling in my gut? Its not hunger it's a different sinking feeling," Saren said mostly to himself.
"This is going to be difficult then... They aren't just going to welcome you back with open arms. Especially if the used corporal punishment on you for what I can only assume was you talking," Saren said.
Saren walked out, and stretched himself out. He'd though he was in a secluded area when he turned his armor off. Though someone had been watching him, someone he wished he'd never see again. He walked out of the alley his coat pulled up hiding his neck. When he ran into Daisy he staggered back aggressively, and was about to attack when he remembered who he was right then.
"Please for the love of god don't hurt me," he cried covering his face as he cowered.
The person was a tall Caucasian male with black hair, he wore a mask on the lower part of his face, and sunglasses. The weapon used was a thick combat knife that lacked the maneuverability to carve like Saren did. Saren was checking his contacts in the underbelly of society, as he was also a contract killer. After all he still needed to eat. Though he used a heavily secure line, and those that dealt with him knew better then to double cross him. As he could easily make them disappear, they were put on a search for this copycat. The first person that found them, got an on the house kill.
"Heh you can't protect him all the time. So do as I say, or one day you'll never see him again," he said laughing.
He then took his sword away from Daisy. That was all the leverage he'd need, though he did feel terrible about it. He turned back to the carcass examining it some more.
"We're dealing with a copycat. Which means he may strike again. We'll need to check the security cameras see who did this. Try to take them down with as minimal damage as possible..... I mean um.... You get on that hero," Saren said as he slightly chuckled soon running off.
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