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You could go to ask someone for a bucket of hot water and end up calling their mother a flaming bitch instead? I am, unfortunately, speaking from experience.
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You could go to ask someone for a bucket of hot water and end up calling their mother a flaming bitch instead? I am, unfortunately, speaking from experience.
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1 mo ago
Update on the new job: I've had sushi for dinner 10 out of the last 13 nights I have worked. This shit is glorious.
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1 mo ago
Mods are working on the bot problem. I'm on a double today at work, so haven't been able to keep as much of an eye on things a I would like.
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3 mos ago
The roleplay is in you. You are the roleplay. Be the roleplay you wish to see.
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4 mos ago
Sorry guys, I forgot to lock the gate last night.
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Haley ★ 26 ★ Taurus ★ EST ★ Casual Level Group Writer
Welcome fellow writer. I go by many names, but you can call me Haley or pretty much anything else. I stick to causal level groups here on the forum. I have a soft spot for thunderstorms, dark humor, strong coffee, animals, pretty words, feminine rage, mythologies, and all things that go 'bump' in the night. I've lived in the same small southern Appalachian town my whole life, and aim to travel one day. I'm open to the occasional random conversation, but please do not message me asking to write one-on-one; it's simply not something I do these days.
What's up guys? Haley here, and, as usual, I have a few plots in mind for you to choose from. So, do me a favor: Read through them, find the one you like and comment below. I'll keep a pole and the one(s) with the most interest will be turned into a official RP.
From the time all of the little Princes and Princesses were born in their country-to-rule, their parents had who they were to marry already decided for them. Now, years later, all of the children meet at the Grand Ball. But, what will happen when they all start to fall in love with the wrong person?
It was just you and your crew sailing from one place to another before the night of a tremendous storm. The boat hit the rocks, shattering to pieces, and the survivors woke up on an island. Taking a look around, you all realize that there are signs of life upon this island. What else to do other than explore?
You are a team of the most prestige assassins in all of the land, serving the King himself. Some of you have served longer than others, but your goal is just the same: Do the Royals' dirty work for them. While trying to preform your daily tasks, how are you to avoid the prying eyes of the Kings coming of age children, and better yet, his own?
Midnight at the spot; That's what you all decided. Shove a few clothes and supplies into a bag and you're good to go. The plan is to use what money you have -and earn along the way- to travel from state to state, avoiding the law all while causing as much havoc as possible. Sound like a nice plan?
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