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{{ Gomen for not being on yesterday!

bUT I MADE A ZODIAC BLOG FOR VIRGO e v e }}

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Online;

{ ♫ } Standing out in the blistering cold without a shirt on was not the best decision Van has ever made. “A-ACHOOOOOOO.” So not righteous, man. 

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« ♫ » - - - { "B } less you.~ You should really get a shirt on, dude.~" No, Kotone stop with the thing with the rhyming. Next thing you know she'll belting out lyrics that she made up on the spot.

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ℓαsт sүмρнσηү αυ - - - { ♪ ∂ιsαтεяσυs ηεω sтαят ♪ } || noтeѕweeт

« ☼ » - - - { A } h, it was a lovely new day! The DJ-in-training had taken the time to come to school early to finish a homework assignment, believe it or not. Ari, 5 minutes to the bell isn't early. For someone who stayed up texting friends and watching late night fashion talks, it was a miracle. Ah, she felt so proud of herself.

Anyways, she had already finished her CD assignment and make-up plus accessories, so maybe she would fool around a little in the school courtyard? Maybe play with her weapon a little. It wasn't necessarily training time for another Academy Tournament, but it was always a good time to test out your weapon, right? Besides, her explosives were so cool! The way they responded to only her voice, the way they stealthily appeared out of nowhere to an enemy's surprise~. It made even a freeloader like her happy to be an Elite Note, paperwork and all. She even had her own little amplifier, Music Bunny, to help with blowing more than one up at a time. All this technology was so cutting-edge!

Stance like a baseball pitcher, she threw the note-shaped bomb towards the wall of the school. It kept going and going--until an unsuspecting stranger came of nowhere, the device hitting them square in the arm. Eh? Why was someone here now out of all times possible? Never mind, it didn't matter. At least she hadn't said the words to make it set off, right?

And you did have to admit, she did have good aim. Heh, now she'd be able to hit enemies with no problem! That's enough self-praise for now, back to the problem at hand. She had accidentally hit the guy! Stranger's gaze was averted this way, so she immediately hid behind the trunk of a nearby tree. The way they had came out of nowhere was hilarious though, just like in those comedy shows she loved watching.

Laughter was oh-so tempting but she managed to hold on, though, a rather wide and goofy grin on her face. Blonde head peeked out from her hinding spot in anticipation of him being gone, but was met with the same gaze. Oops. Too early.

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o n l i n e

I COME BACK ON MY DASH AND THERE IS A HUGE BANDWAGON ABOUT ZODIAC PERSONIFICATIONS hella hella hELLA WHERE DO I SIGN UP

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o f f l i n e { l u r k i n g - i s h...}

Being dragged out to use some gift cards I got for Christmas = w = ANDFINALLYSEEFROZENMAYBE?? Replies and starters will be posted somewhere around this afternoon hopefully o u o

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⊰—☠—⊱The bus did again, making punkin’s nervousness worsen. “Victoria. Calm down-” the bus stopped completely and Greg stood along with her, weaving so he was ahead of her on the isle. Just in case. Excuse his abnormal protective instinct.

"You know what’s out there, don’t you?" Greg looks at her, waiting for some form of an answer. The bus driver looks confused. The man behind them looks just as confused, even more so. "If it’s bad, I’ll help you get away. Only if you want to, or need to." If she just tells him, he’ll understand. He has Daddy issues, so he gets it.

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« ≛ » - - - { S }  he had to keep her cool. Victoria had already been through situations like this one, where her back was against the wall--surrounded by enemies all around. Which was the case here as well. Since the bus had come to a complete stop, the hired men sent by Victoria's parents had probably done something to stop it from moving--meaning her escape--and had probably surrounded the bus.

There were only two options--either give herself up, or escape somehow.

The latter option was the only choice.

She slightly nodded in response to his question. « "--I have to get of here--no, I need to. Please." » There was no time to fully explain the situation to him, rather she didn't want to--getting other people mixed up in her personal issues was troublesome. Victoria wasn't normally one to rely on others for help, but she was seriously trapped here. No one but her understood fully how horrible her original home was. If they dragged her back now--she could only imagine what they would do to her.

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[rpmissionboard]

Put a word in my ask and I will write a Headcanon about it for my Muse.

Nightmares

Humanity

Guardian

Torture

Insanity

Slaughter

Order

Morality

Loyalty

Promise

Betrayal

Epiphany

Apathy

Memories

Loss

Lies

Death

Love

Plans

Pawns

revenge

Monster

Time

Waiting

Laugh

Trend

Alliance

Natural

Pretence

Urge

Impression

Critic

Accent

Stranger

Judgement

Delirious

Instinct

Damage

Illusion

End

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FOR THE PEOPLE WHO JUST STARTED FOLLOWING ME

Feel free to hit my as box if ya wanna rp and stuff like that, I’m ALWAYS open

FOR THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN HERE A WHILE

You should already know this. So do it now.

[talkngfishbone]

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⊰—☠—⊱Greg glanced over the girl, she looked uncomfortable. Not like she wasn’t already uncomfortable, being around him. Just more so now. He almost opened his mouth to asked what was wrong, but he knew better. She’s the type, that if he pointed it out, it would probably disappear. “The bus does it all the time. It’s a billion years old.” The male smiles. It was a fake smile, yes, but it was a pretty convincingly real one. “Annoying, huh?”

And it very well could be something else….but as far as the ravenette knew, the bus was just being dumb. But if she had an idea of what it could be….?

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« ≛ » - - - { “R } -right…annoying…” Appreciated him trying to help her calm down a little, but she couldn’t help continuing to feel unsettled. Something like this had happened before…when her parents had tried to drag her back to her previous home. It had been so many years since that incident though, they couldn’t still be searching for her, could they?

Nervous thoughts were interrupted once the bus became to falter once more, this time for longer, with the lights flickering more than before. There was that feeling in her stomach again, as if something terrible was about to happen. And she had an idea of what…her parents had found her.

Suspicions were confirmed once the bus came to a complete stop, it’s indoor lights flicking off for what seemed like good. It couldn’t actually be happening could it? No way. She quickly stood up, heart pounding in her ears, a panicked expression on her face. 

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What the Elf? | Deuce & Nicki |

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"Um," Deuce cocked his head to the side. "Everyone? Yeah. Everyone sounds like a good answer. I’m going with A) Everyone! Final answer!" The brunet shot his arm high into the air, a stupid smile tearing up half his face. He may or may not be acting like a little shit to get her mad. 10/10 would put their money on the former rather than the latter. 

Deuce’s definition was most definitely not warped. If he saw roadkill he probably wouldn’t call it cute. Unless, of course, it was bathed in glitter. That could be enough to sway his opinion but—anyways. Anyways. He hadn’t found such a new, entertaining playmate in a long while. You could only handle so much insanity back at Deuce’s house before you secretly wished a girl would even fart in your direction.

Remember, kids. Too much testosterone in one building can be deadly. 

"Am I?" Deuce’s grinned intensified. "Well thanks, dude! You’re pretty weird yourself." He playfully slugged the girl on the arm and laughed. 

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« ♪ » - - - { "--O } i! Don’t treat this like some kinda freakin’ gameshow!” What a comic. You could never tell with this dude—what he was gonna say next. At least it kept her on edge somewhat. “And whaddya mean by everyone? The only person who thinks that is you!” Weird—it felt like she had known this guy for a long time just by arguing with him. Maybe since she enjoyed it so much? Hm. She wasn’t normally one to enjoy arguing with others…in fact, this guy had genuinely ticked her off upon meeting.

Eh! Did he want to fight or something? Even something as small as a playful punch could set her in defensive mode, which had already happened. Previously clenched fists were raised, in full boxing stance like when she went to practice boxing at the gym.

« “Huh?! How am I weird? Don’t lump me in with the likes of you!” »

And with that she punched him in the arm, a little harder than he had done to her. Now, now that’s not good Nicki. He was just teasing, no need to get all delinquent-y on him.

[hommexduxcafe]

So, this was a trend going around while I was gone, but I’m still going to do this thing! I’ve had this blog not for too long, and I’ve made a lot of wonderful friends. This is one of the blogs I really enjoy being on and I hope you guys get happy when I’m on too! 

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If you’re on here, you’re one dem people I find super awesome! Also, I’ve talked/rped with you! Now, if you’re not on here, don’t worry, I love you as well. That just means you should talk to me more!! 

xoxo

Jay

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I want to RP real shit in a ship. I want the fights, the tears, the late nights with pillowtalk, the dumb discussion and small intimate moments, the duties and the nights ordering food because they’re too lazy to cook anything. i want disagreements and fooling around, being silly. i want the trips to places, to an amusement park, to a boring art museum one of them wanted to go, to the mall, roadtrips, lazy mornings and early, hurried mornings. little scares, silly texting when they’re apart, whining about things to eachother, night cuddles and nights where they don’t even touch because of a disagreement. I want the cute nights in, and the nights out. I want to see the pairing grow, I want it to take time and be complex, I want it to be factible, and not a fairytale. I want the good and the bad that comes with a relationship.