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Send me ℧ for me to generate a scenario for our muses .Using THIS generator.
russ and sasha meeting after they haven’t seen each other in a very long time.
it had been a long time since russ had seen sasha after that eventuful night. so, when he sees her again, he has to take a step back because all he can remember is her laugh, and everything around her. but he decides to sep closer just to see the other girls reaction.
a private mumu roleplay verse for indie rpers
When most people think about The City of Chicago; their first thoughts are usually chaos, violence, and poverty. That’s because very few can afford to taste the real fruits the glorious Windy City has to offer. At the very top of every single one of those sky piercing glass infrastructures; there are pent-houses, and only the richest of the rich and the most elite are fortunate enough to call them their homes. We’re talking CEO’s, politicians, A-list celebrities, mob bosses, other assortments of stupidly rich socialites, and all of their their families. These private-jetters have raised their kids in this glorious glass city, and maybe the common experience of never having to want for a thing caused the lot of them to stick together like glue. Even as young adults strutting the streets paved in silver, their bond hold tight. Or at least, that’s how it seems. When one of the chosen few decides to anonymously write a tell-all about what it’s really like behind the facade of Chicago’s elite , the truth behind their enviable lives is realized for the world to devour.
summary: a private verse following the luxurious and scandalous lives of eight chicago socialites. it’s a very simple plot, but unique in the way that it’s completely powered through the main and the indie accounts of eight muns. did I mention, it will be open to readers who want to keep up with all the drama. i invite you to apply to be a part of something really tight knit and unique. i also invite you to reblog this and/or follow the main if you’re interested in reading and following the stories of the socialites.
APPLICATION | QUESTIONS | MAIN | TAKEN CHARACTERS
*strips in front of you while you’re on the phone with your parents because I’m petty*
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Totally gonna go eat one left over pizza, so while I do that you should come check us out! I promise we’re something you’ve never seen before and you won’t regret it!
Don’t cry because its over
cry because you’re ugly
woahh this idea is so unique! i wish i could apply but i'm in too many groups right now :(
thank you so much!!! i’m sorry to hear that babes, but don’t stress about it. you can still follow and keep up with everything that’s going on in the group. hopefully find some ships and characters to fall in love with once things are up and running ???
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ BBY IS A GENIUS ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
aghghghghhghhghgh love love love yaaaa!
a private mumu roleplay verse for indie rpers
When most people think about The City of Chicago; their first thoughts are usually chaos, violence, and poverty. That’s because very few can afford to taste the real fruits the glorious Windy City has to offer. At the very top of every single one of those sky piercing glass infrastructures; there are pent-houses, and only the richest of the rich and the most elite are fortunate enough to call them their homes. We’re talking CEO’s, politicians, A-list celebrities, mob bosses, other assortments of stupidly rich socialites, and all of their their families. These private-jetters have raised their kids in this glorious glass city, and maybe the common experience of never having to want for a thing caused the lot of them to stick together like glue. Even as young adults strutting the streets paved in silver, their bond hold tight. Or at least, that’s how it seems. When one of the chosen few decides to anonymously write a tell-all about what it’s really like behind the facade of Chicago’s elite , the truth behind their enviable lives is realized for the world to devour.
summary: a private verse following the luxurious and scandalous lives of eight chicago socialites. it’s a very simple plot, but unique in the way that it’s completely powered through the main and the indie accounts of eight muns. did I mention, it will be open to readers who want to keep up with all the drama. i invite you to apply to be a part of something really tight knit and unique. i also invite you to reblog this and/or follow the main if you’re interested in reading and following the stories of the socialites.
APPLICATION | QUESTIONS | MAIN | TAKEN CHARACTERS
I can't do this anymore
Send “I Can’t Do This Anymore” for my muse’s reaction to your muse breaking up with them.
lol screw you as well!
“Excuse me?” Don asked, turning around his his chair to face the blonde. A purely angry and freakishly dark look in his eyes. He knew the two were really going through it over the past few days, but he never thought it’d get to this point. He figured Jayda needed him just as much as he needed her. “You don’t get to fucking do that Jay…” He said, this time in a more helpless tone, more helpless than he had ever let her see him. “I can’t loose you, not right now, please.” He pleaded, running his fingers through his hair to mask the emotional look on is face.
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thanks bby cakes ily222!!
“I Can’t Do This Anymore” muahahahahaahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahhahah
Send “I Can’t Do This Anymore” for my muse’s reaction to your muse breaking up with them.
oh my fucking god, no screw you you evil woman!
Joseph narrowed his thick brows at the girl, was she insane? She had really spent all of this time with him and dragged him all this way just to end things like this. What they were, was questionable to begin with, all confined into a cage of what they had to be for the naked eye. Whatever they were and whatever they had, it was too special to end it this way. “Blair, don’t…” Joseph sighed, trying to calm himself down. “I truly hope you’re joking right now…Especially after you were the one to come to my door and begin all of this even after I said this wouldn’t work.”
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ofmg ily babes !!!!
Send “I Can’t Do This Anymore” for my muse’s reaction to your muse breaking up with them.
