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1 day ago
Current I am selling my father for some pocket lint and a packet of chewed on crayons if anyone is interested. You will have to pay bail however and pick him up from prison.....
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30 days ago
Shit happened. A lot of shit. I'll be back soon, just know I'm okay for now. I'm sorry for keeping everyone waiting and anyone wondering. I'll explain everything later.
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2 mos ago
As a roleplayer, I can confirm that said roleplayers are in the roleplays. Or in hospital. Or dead. Also can confirm that... Sorry.
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2 mos ago
Anyone remember me? Well, remember how I said I got sick? Haha, it was actually tick paralysis... I ummm, just got out of hospital....
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3 mos ago
The way I got so fucking sick literally an hour or two after saying I was getting better is honest to god not okay....
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Bio

Hello,
I hope you are all having a wonderful day!
There isn't really anything you guys need to worry about from me.

I often write paragraphs, but I will really just try to copy how much you guys write because I don't really mind.
As for fandoms and stuff like that, I love medieval roleplay, Hazbin Hotel and ummmmmmm literally anything else.
If you have something in particular you want to RP with me then I am more than happy to do some research for you :)

And about me?
* I am writing a novel
* I am a huge animal person
* ....... no idea what else to say hehe

I WOULD LOVE TO RP WITH YOU!!!!
Just send me a PM and I will get back to you as soon as I can!
I promise.

Anyways, I'm a sucker for quotes so I am gonna list a few below, just because I can :P

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~Today my forest is dark. The tree's are sad and all the butterflies have broken wings.~

~Listening to her breaths as if they were her last, and treasuring each, as if they were her first.~

~She has little innocent demons in her eyes, and they recklessly play with matches.
I have never seen sparks so pretty.~

~Its not hell if you like the way it burns.~

~Every story has a villain
Every villain has a story~

~I suddenly understood the villainous urge to tear apart the self, and the world, the urge to destroy, the urge to stray, the urge of an innocence to purge of demonic den of damnable doom. The rebellious urge to usher in negativity. The antagonist urge to fight and die the death of valor rather than cowardice. The chaotic urge to rage a storm of despondency, to turn into a beast. I suddenly understood why one trembled, held onto a feeble cloth, needed to vent, why one loved pets more than humans. Why some got abused and the abuser themselves. Why so much misery coiled and recoiled the labyrinths of human guts. I saw the world through my eyes, but suddenly I understood from the million eyes filled with terror, tears, tumult, trespass, taunts and thorns. Suddenly I felt this urge to lift my accusation of every human, to condone every vile action ever committed. This sudden urge to justify the root for the culprit. This sudden urge to voice my disregard tuneless claim that evil emerge not so much from mindless perverseness but from heartless abandon.~

~As Kids we love the Hero,
as Adults we understand the Villain.~

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If you have made it this far, GOOD JOB!
Have a cookie, I don't have one so just get one yourself :)
Anyways, thank you for visiting!

"๐™„๐™› ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช'๐™ซ๐™š ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ ๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™– ๐™—๐™ก@d๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™—๐™š๐™–๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™›๐™ช๐™ก ๐™—๐™ค๐™™๐™ฎ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง๐™จ, ๐™จ๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™™ ๐™– ๐™ข๐™š๐™–๐™ก ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ฅ๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™จ๐™š, ๐™˜๐™ง!๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง๐™จ๐™š๐™ก๐™› ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™จ๐™ก๐™š๐™š๐™ฅ ๐™—๐™š๐™˜๐™–๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™œ00d ๐™š๐™ฃ0ug๐™, ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™š๐™™ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฎ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™ข ๐™ค๐™› ๐™จ3l๐™› h@๐™ง๐™ข, ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ@๐™ ๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ก๐™ž๐™›๐™š, ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง profile page. ๐™‡๐™š๐™ฉ'๐™จ ๐™จ๐™š๐™š ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฎ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ช๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š ๐™–๐™ง๐™š."
just know youโ€™re not alone.
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เผ’ เผบ๐“†ฉโ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ๐“†ชเผป Kaelen Moros เผบ๐“†ฉโ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ๐“†ชเผป เผ’




Kaelen's dark eyes snapped down to the bottles in the barkeep's hands, his gaze narrowing slightly in thoughtful appraisal. This stranger knew his alcoholโ€”and not just in a casual, weekend-bartender sort of way. The ease and smoothness of his movements spoke of time spent behind the counter, a mastery honed through countless nights of pouring, mixing, and serving. He had clearly mastered his domain here, and Kaelen could see it in every fluid twist of the wrist, every precise clink of glass against glass.

Looking up, Kaelen shot the stranger another wide, wolfish grin, a dangerous glint sparking in his eyes. Not the kind of danger that promised bloodshed or broken bonesโ€”the more playful, intoxicating sort, the one that danced on the edge of mischief and left hearts racing for all the wrong reasons. "So," he purred, his voice a low rumble that cut through the ambient noise like velvet over steel, "can I put a name to your face?" He watched the barkeep with unmasked curiosity, leaning forward just enough to invade the man's space, his posture radiating an effortless confidence that dared anyone to back down.

"Jason," the other man replied, his tone steady and unperturbed, extending a hand in greeting as if this were just another ordinary exchange.

Kaelen's grin only widened further, stretching across his face like a crescent moon in a midnight sky. Ignoring the offered hand entirely, he snatched up the first shot glass and downed it in one swift, practised motion. His eyes widened at the satisfying burn of the liquor sliding down his throatโ€”a fiery trail that warmed him from the inside out, chasing away the chill of the evening and igniting a familiar spark in his veins. It was smooth, potent stuff, the kind that whispered promises of oblivion without the cheap bite of lesser brews. Instead of shaking Jason's hand, he set the empty shot glass into the barkeep's open palm with deliberate care.

"Well, Jason," he hummed, his voice dripping with amusement and anticipation, "you're on." Kaelen had figured out early in life that one of his only true talents was drinking. He could hold his liquor like a champion, outlasting most grown men who dared to match him glass for glass. It took more than a few rounds to turn him into a fully drunken mess, his tolerance a fortress built from years of hard-won experience and reckless nights. But the night was young, stretching out before him like an open road, and he had nothing but time on his handsโ€”time to test this Jason. The bar seemed to pulse with possibility, and Kaelen leaned back, ready for whatever came next.
Hey, people are into what they're into.

I aaammm watching Hazbin Hotel ATM, so I'm in... that head space.


Move back to private chat because I am about to harass you with questions about what you think of Hazbin Hotel.
BEST SHOW IN THE FUCKING WORLD!!!
WTF ToT
T^T
Should I be scared?
How does what feel?
working on a reply now
mkay, mkay
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Yeah, whenever it comes up I end up repeating it like two... or 5 times >_>

Pretty much. Talk with KP. I spoke with him about it. I also wrote you about it I thought.


Oh no, you did message me, I was just making sure I was on the right page with everyone.

So I should be glad I added it to the playlist?
Yeah, I agree, I like 'Back in School'

On the note of RP, am I writing the 'Kaelen gets drunk and it's easy to time skip', or an immediate response to Jason and letting KP do the time skip from there?
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