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@errorhacked
I have thinking about this for a while and finally decided to make a post about it. I am going to be leaving seven; well roleplaying all together. I just don’t have a drive for it anymore. I am thankful to have met some pretty great people and to talk to old friends but I’m just not feeling it anymore I’m more focused on things going on in my life and it’s pretty distracting that roleplaying will be on hold again. Last time I left it took me like 2-3 years to even come back lol
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Haven't been on here in a while. My mental health really took a toll and I'm just going to take a hiatus until further notice.
so many people overlook the genuine love of friends. how platonic relationships sometimes are more permanent. friendships like “hang on let me send you a nude i want you to tell me if this underwear looks good”. friendships like no, don’t, the peach looks literally so much better on you, you pop in peach. friendships like dump him but i understand why it’s hard for you to let go of deep relationships so i’ll be here until you do dump him and i’ll be the only one not to say “i told you so.” friendships like call me at three in the morning because of a spider, like hey saw this and thought of you but it’s a spongebob meme, like people think we’re dating and we honestly haven’t corrected them, like tell you the truth even if it’s a hard one to hear, like trust you with my life. friendships like wait i have the perfect outfit for you to wear on your date i’m driving the 45 minutes so we can play dressup and talk about flirting. like i know when to comfort you and when to distract you. like you’re kind of my favorite person but like also don’t tell anyone i said that i will deny it you’re gross and a jerk. like i know you’re sad come over i made cider and halloweentown is queued up and ready to go. like i will use your body as a shield between myself and the scary movie but i have also jumped someone for speaking badly to you. like you’ve been my rock my sword and the person who drags my drunk ass home. like that love that’s just two people who can sit in a room together with a bottle of wine in our bodies talking about how directors make poor color choices in movies. that’s love. don’t write it off because they don’t make movies around it. but that’s love.
12-07-16 and they can finally stare at the sky all day long (´;ω;｀)
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707: Zen, I think you should play the role of my father.
Zen: I don’t want to be your father.
707: That’s perfect, you already know your lines.
Going to have a thread tracker to not lose track of them with a post.
@choieye - reconnecting @gamertard - i love you bro (my turn.) @fatalheir - Mission: Breaking In. @potentate-princess - a chance encounter. @mysetious- love me . (my turn.) @mediatrixs - more than a joke.
potentate-princess:
oh brother ! today was really not her day ! then again it can’t be anyone’s day with the sudden crummy weather that was sprung upon the people of the city . but she’d like to think she had it worse than most . here’s why : firstly , she had slept through her alarm on deadline day , thus leaving her to scramble across town as to get her portfolio in on time ( unfortunately she ran ten minutes past the deadline , but instead of no grade at all , she was only deducted points ) . at least that had — somewhat — worked out in her favor . second , her wallet had gone missing from her purse , meaning she couldn’t pay for many expenses or necessities . and lastly she was just coming back from a failed job interview . out in the rain . in a soon to be broken heel . only to be caked in crummy puddle water from the curb of the road .
low grumbling hums past strawberry chapped lips , “ this has to be the worst day of my life ! “ as usual , having grown up a princess , she reverts to her childish ways of pouting about . taking a seat on a bus station bench that she didn’t notice was also being occupied by someone else . “ and i’m guaranteed to get a cold after this … “ something else she really didn’t have time for .
A small sense of confusion washed through him as he could no longer feel the day ranked the top bottom. He glanced up at the side, mildly surprised to see the woman talking to herself, not even shielding herself from the pounding rain. He looked up, golden hues regarding the strange girl beside him. The girl had a glow to her, far different than any of those he had met before, with a pout forming on such delicate lips and the most vibrant eyes he had ever seen yet, even with rain drops falling slick down her finely angled face in thin rivers. it’s only now that he begins to feel the affect of the loss of blood he’s suffered. maybe it was simply just his time, maybe she was simply a figment of his imagination being at the brink of death?
Amazing he had blood streaming down his side yet it seem he still didn’t rank bottom to a crummy day compared to hers. Not even a single glance his way was given which stoked him odd. He didn’t know what to say. After endlessly wandering from the town he had barely interacted with anyone.
“You’ll definitely catch a cold like that, you know, if you’re real that is..”
fatalheir:
a SCOFF would break through the subtle awkwardness within the room once jumin heard the other’s poor excuse as to why he was there in the first place. as if elizabeth —– the feline that was currently hissing at the red-head —– would willingly ADMIT to missing being tormented like that. but rather than say anything on that matter , under the assumption that seven was using his usual humor to lighten the situation ——- the director would simply remain silent , eyes seeming to BORE into the hacker.
as expected , a more PROPER explanation was soon given , causing for jumin to life his now-weary gaze towards the ceiling. of course. luciel was a SKILLED individual —– far more talented than the majority of his own acquaintances. it was inevitable that he’d find SOME kind of lead regarding their uninvited guest , but even with that acknowledgement —— jumin felt an odd feeling begin to emerge from within his gut.
especially after hearing the other’s bold proclamation. mint-eye , hm ?
“ you’re not wrong. ” luciel wasn’t. they had little time to waste and they damn well couldn’t dwell on this issue for much longer , seeing the TOLL it already took on the RFA. “ but don’t you think that might be a bit hasty , even for someone like you ? ”
although his concern was GENUINE , jumin couldn’t seem to fully express it in his features or body language. instead , he’d keep his distance , keeping only his eyes on the hacker and in turn —– seeing the vulnerability written all over the other’s face. and in moments like these , the stone-hearted director could finally say that he understood what choi saeyoung was feeling.
the annoying techie and the cold businessman had a lot more in common than originally thought.
“ i’ll either send my bodyguards with you or just go along myself. if you really do care about yoosung and the others , then i suggest you come up with a more reasonable plan —– not one that involves putting only yourself in danger. ”
Adverting his eyes with a lift of his chin, he merely ignored the first remark. “Ohoho are you worried about little old me? There is nothing to worry about seeing as I was trained for situations like these” he responded with a vague smile, teasing curves tugging from the corner of his lips. A lithe finger rose to settle itself vertically above pallid tiers. Blinking from under long and thick lashes, slender fingers pulled over a pen from the edge of his desk. It was distinctive in his memories, and one that he remembered had been commissioned so very long ago, made from the finest ingredients. He has nightmares of the people he had killed even if they were horrible people. With a neutral expression upon his features, he leans forward, aurulent eyes steady and unwavering from his visage.
"I have learned how to kill people to prepare for my job , I’ve killed people.. some people were double my age with one goal set in my life to keep going. ” Earlier remunerations were echoed with a faint amusement. “I’m not someone you should bother worrying about.”
Lasting impressions were not often marked in his memorabilia, although it could be said otherwise the lives he’d once dipped upon. How cruel he might’ve seen to an outside observer. Would he admit any of these to the rest of the RFA? no. of course not, how would he explain all the blood that he had in his hand and how would Yooosung care for a person like him if he knew? But Jumin; he was different and he knew Jumin would understand for he knew the adult world and what it held. He was very undeserving of those people yet he yearned to talk to them and be among them. Starless eyes flitted around the junction, earnest in his search for a flicker of hope underneath the ruins of the situation. Wiry muscles tense underneath the fabric of his outfit;rash? was he being too rash?
“I put myself in danger every time i type a simple key, this is someone who tried to mess with those I care about. i haven’t been able to reach V but this can’t wait. If we waste any time they could move location and we’ll have to wait till they slip up again which could be too late. By then they could hurt someone or even detonate the bomb in the apartment. We both know about the bomb and if they hack into it then she’s a goner but if you have a better plan than giving me those dead weight bodyguards I’m all ears. .”
choieye:
SAERAN WANTED NOTHING MORE THAN to shoot a vile glare in hopes of intimidating or scaring off his brother, but the effect was completely lost with the pink flush of humiliation burning lightly over his pale cheeks. fingers unfurled and instantly dropped the remaining chip back in the bag. unable to part with it so soon, he firmly gripped the bag closer to his chest, striking mint irises eyeing his brother silently for a moment to assess the presence of malicious scheming, brows furrowing with suspicion. once satisfied with his brother’s obvious, and somewhat comforting, genuine intent, his stiff shoulders melted from it’s tense posture. if only he could will away this embarrassing blush, as well.
❛ really—? ❜ apprehension frantically seized him as callused hands clenched tightly over the bag, anxiety rising up his throat like bile. even a mere intake of breath felt SUFFOCATING. it would be okay if he went outside, right? was his brother going to keep him on a tight leash, to make sure he doesn’t try run off or hurt anyone again? but he wouldn’t…even if he had the perfect opportunity screaming right in his face. there wasn’t a point to it anymore. he had lost his purpose. but the clouds…he wanted to see the clouds again. it was okay, right? ❛ i would…like that. ❜
❛ saeyoung…do you…think…we’ll be able to see the…the clouds today? ❜
He caught him, an act that was more resembling of his reflexes than that of self will. For a moment, however brief that was, his mind had drifted, taking him to a place where he saw his brother’s dreams being realized. It was pleasant to think that his twin would be able to get a glimpse of some sort of happiness despite the clutter of problems that had surrounded them in the past. It was nice, but nice was sometimes more dangerous than the more obvious of threats. Allowing muscles to lose the tension that was gained through frustration or such thoughts.
While thinking of this, though, his body had managed to respond to the slight blush running over his face, torso twisting to face him as his hands positioned themselves along the curve in his shoulders, “You know what.. how about we walk to the place and enjoy a nice stroll together under the great clouds outside!!”
an idea had bubbled up in that tomato head of his, what if he were to pain clouds all over the ceiling just for his brother? Sure they wouldn’t be perfectly painted seeing as he wasn’t quite the artist but it would be suffice, right?
“Should we wear a costume? You can wear the Dr. Pepper costume and I’ll wear the bag to represent the nourishing that is Honey Buddha!”
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