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1 yr ago
"Why are you returning this book?" "It was written in second person."
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1 yr ago
omg omg HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEN 🎉🎉🎉🎊🥳🍾🥂
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1 yr ago
Update bitches: I lived and they actually closed the hole 💪
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1 yr ago
Alright bitches, tomorrow's the day! Doc's either gonna close the hole in my heart or tell me nah and we gotta find an alternative.
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1 yr ago
You know you're fucked when the EMTs start recognizing you lol
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fia - 21+
mainly just here for the sentimentality but i'll occasionally join a new rp


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ℝᴀʏᴍᴏɴᴅ


When I first look down at the paper Commander Monroe handed me, I'm not sure what to think. I'm being paired with Brine, of all people? Sure we may know each other but as she'd witnessed yesterday, we most certainly were not on each others' good sides. For goodness sake she literally had to shoot the man so he would't kill me. Out of habit, I sighed a ran a hand through my hair. What am I going to do? I can't run an hide forever, but then again, I have no idea how to talk to him. His violent reaction was startling to say the least so that begs the question: what the hell happened to him?

Bunking Assignments
ʀɪɴ ﹠ ʀᴀɪɴᴀ
ʙʀᴀɴᴅʏ ﹠ ᴀᴠᴀ
ᴀᴢᴜʀᴀᴇʟ ﹠ ɢɪᴏᴠᴀɴɴᴀ
≻ ʀᴀʏ ﹠ ʙʀɪɴᴇ ≺
ᴅᴇʀᴇᴋ ﹠ ᴘᴀᴛʀɪᴄᴋ
ᴇʟɪ ﹠ ᴀʙʙɪᴇ
ᴇʀɪᴄ ﹠ ᴄʜʀɪs


I reread the list of pairs inscribed onto the stationary just to double check it. Again. Then one more time just for good measure. Third time's supposed to be a charm, right? But I'm disappointed to find that nothing's changed within the last minute. No, this must be some sort of mistake. As much as I don't want to believe it I know Rin's done this on purpose; I assume she just wants to help but this just makes things a lot more... complicated. From what I understand she has no idea what went on between us. I'd honestly rather it stay that way. Since by now I have my room number memorized, I don't bother checking the list again. Instead I neatly fold it and tuck it away into the pocket concealed on the inner side of my uniform jacket. Here goes nothing. Making my way easily though the corridors, I locate our room and knock before entering. It's empty. There's a moment of relief when I see no sign of anyone having been here yet. Where the hell was Sharp? Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, I decide not to search for him and get to unpacking my things on the bed by the far wall.
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That's probably for the best. I'll try to think of something eventually.
*braces for inevitable oncoming tackle from @FullMetalHeart*

@boomlover Hm, maybe.
Eh...................... I don't know what to write.
This was not the first time he was deliberately kept in the dark regarding future missions, but that did little to dull that... that feeling. Imagine irritation, worry, suspicion, and a sprinkle of anger all blended into one indescribable emotion. That's what Chief was experiencing right now, but kept his mouth shut and simply gave a quick nod of his head. Begging was not something he would be willing to ever do and besides that, he knew it was unlikely that trying to further prying would get him anywhere. He wasn't always such a patient man but if waiting was what was needed, then waiting he would do.
Warrant Officer Marksman:


Right. Left. Duck. Swing. Repeat. It was all starting to become so predictable.

I ran the tip of my tongue over my drying lips. With a sigh, I exhaled slowly through my nostrils, releasing the small cloud of smoke that I'd been holding in. I was currently sitting in an observation compartment, cigarette in hand with a polycarbonate window the only thing separating me from the next room over -the gymnasium- and studyig the small group of trainees inside. I could single out one in particular had probably never gotten into a fight before stepping foot into the system. While I most certainly was not required to be here, I felt the experience would be enlightening, entertaining even if I was lucky enough. But time passed and I'd soon found myself bored, yet also uninterested with the other options of activities to select from. So I decided to waste time away with a light. With another half hour to kill on my hands, why not? I sucked in another puff from the cigarette.
I finally did it! XD

And awesome, I'll hop over there now.
Kōen promptly began ignoring the two, keeping quietly to herself as she continued down the road with Kyō and the kid in tow. Speaking of which, she suddenly realized that their new apprentice never introduced himself. She spoke up without bothering to stop or look over her shoulder. "So, what should we call you?" she inquired aloud, addressing her question to Hikaru.



Kyō strolled alongside Hikaru, his gaze constantly changing from the boy to the road ahead as he attempted to evenly distribute his attention between listening and walking. This was good. Besides the fact that it meant one less task on their checklist of things-to-do, it also meant that if for some reason the group ever got separated he wouldn't have to worry about Hikaru succumbing to the elements or starving to death. Kyō was about to open his mouth to ask about Hikaru's hometown when his sister interrupted. He suddenly realized how right she was.
... I completely forgot about this XD I'll try to make a post within the next half hour.
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