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5 yrs ago
Current It's definitely weird coming back here after realizing I've cut ties or lost touch with basically all the people I've known from here, which were all some of my closest friends on the internet.
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5 yrs ago
It's been a while, and It's good to be back. Let's see if I can get back into the swing of things.
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7 yrs ago
Join my new RP, Kodomo-O-Eru Acadamy For the Tsukamu Artes! roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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7 yrs ago
and can we please have an answer for Summer's important question: Can we ban me for being one of the straights?
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7 yrs ago
Summer clearly wasn't taking it personally. If anything, it seems more like you are, friend.
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I guess this is dead then....
In Besieged 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
that is what I am saying. You need to put that stuff here to make it organized. Or, you could have someone else set it up for you.
come on people, join!
once again, DREAMS CRUSHED. HOPE RIPPED OUT OF THE SKY AND THROWN IN THE TRASH AND LIT ON FIRE.
"Your not as terrible as I thought." Aaron took his right hand, now away from the cleaver, the blood backing itself into his hand, and placed it on the cloth, the blood forming a sort of blade, cutting it. He tucked the gun back in his pocket. "I think I've had a change of heart. You seem sensible, even though you look...well, not." He reached into his back pocket with his left hand, pulling out a wad of cash. "How about you work for me?" His right hand was cradled around the gun in the pocket of his jacket.
Aaron dodged the initial strike, the needle moving back into the guns barrel. Aaron used his right hand to grab the blade, and once it cut into his hand, he seeped the blood around it, surrounding the blade as the blood seeped towards Shouta's hand. He aimed the gun at shouta's head, and pulled the trigger.
I feel your pain dead. DREAMS CRUSHED. HOPE RIPPED OUT OF THE SKY AND THROWN IN THE TRASH AND LIT ON FIRE.

Primal, I remember you saying something in reference to Vampires/Werewolves. If someone were to make a character that was acceptable, and would work, you would accept it instead of throwing it out because it is a vampire/werewolf. SOooo, can you apply the same to "humanoid versions of ___" races, as long as they aren't just a humanoid version of an animal with traits like the animal?
Without a word, He moved closer to the man, and once he was about 5 feet from him, he began his attack. Instead of firing the gun, the motion the man would most likely suspect, he took control of the blood on the bullet in the barrel, forming it into a sort of long needle, aiming for the back of the man's head.
Clairvoyance was a gift, and Aaron was the gifted, a power that was as old a concept as time itself. Vision beyond the limits of normal, virtually no blind spots. Aaron sat with his back against a wall, with his eyes closed, activating his clairvoyance, using this to view his surroundings. Outside of the building he was in, was a bunch of crashed, and abandoned cars, and what seemed to be a man in a strange getup (Shouta). He seemed like little more than a nuisance to the world. 'He should just die.' Aaron thought.
He opened his eyes, stood up, and jumped through a hole in the buildings wall, nearly right behind Shouta. He aimed a desert eagle at his head. Each of the bullets had been previously coated in Aaron's blood. "Freeze, scum. Who are you and what are you doing."
could you possibly list Guy Hero as the principal?
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