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I am sorry I made plans to roleplay and then spaced!

I will be on to roleplay Monday, and I am so sorry to all who I owed roleplays to.

@tellmeitsadream and @batstobed have priority.

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“Shots all around!” Tessa beamed to her group of friends, downing another shot with ease. A small laugh escaped her lips as she did a small twirl, checking out the club full of people. “See, isn’t drinking during the day just as fun? More time to party!” Her friends cheered around her as she grabbed her glass of whiskey, taking a sip before nodding to her friends. “I have to go smoke. I’ll be back in a bit.” She waved her fingers, leaving out the back door with her drink still in hand. As she took a smoke out of her pack her eyes wandered over the people passing. She could of asked any of them, but there was one male in particular who caught her attention. Something about him was very drawing. “Got a light?” Her voice called to him, lifting the cigarette with a small smile.

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Chance cursed at himself. The potion that Leiha had given him had to have been a dud. He wanted to go see Tessa when she was younger, and when he had woken up, he had found himself in a bar. He knew that had to have been wrong, as the angel was just that--an angel. She didn’t drink, and for fuck’s sake, she made muffins! Cursing once more, he stepped out of the bar, reading a piece of paper that Leiha had scribbled instructions to get back to his time on...But when he pulled the paper open, all that was written on it was ‘Bread...Milk...Eggs...A heart from Ky...’ “Fucking bitch gave me her shopping list...”

Angerly pocketing the paper, he began to walk, only stopping when he heard a voice coming from a very familiar, and drunk, aura... Turning, he widened his eyes. “Tes--No, I don’t smoke. And you shouldn’t either.” Taking a step, he plucked the cigarette from her fingers and shook his head. What the hell was this?! “Are you drunk?”

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@batstobed

School was out, finally, and Cosette couldn’t have been happier. She hated spending her days stuck in a classroom, even if it was college, and she had chosen the classes. It didn’t matter to her, and she didn’t want to think about it anymore--she had a meeting. Heading out with her head down, to girl walked as quickly as possible to the small grouping of trees right off campus. It was the spot where she had told all of her ‘clients’ to meet, and the same place that all the stoners hung out anyway. As she reached a girl with long hair and shifty eyes, she slid her hands into her pocket and removed a small bag with a couple clear pills in it. Handing them off, she pocketed a wad of fives, and turned away as the girl sped off, obviously not wanting to be seen.

Cosette sighed as she leaned against a nearby tree, lighting a cigarette and flipping her hair. She needed her own dealer...

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{ ✉ ; Looks like it’s going well. }

{ ✉ ; Since you insist that I need to see. I’m on my way }

✉ Well, I think it is, honestly.

✉ A beautiful, beautiful art... Did I say that already?

✉ Remember to park on the right side of the driveway so your car will be safe from the little neighbor kids.

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hi i miss u. how are you doing?

Yo, long time, no talk, I miss you and I’m doing awful! Wanna rp???

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BTW This was supposed to be posted to you privately, I fucked up and I’m sorry. 

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hi i miss u. how are you doing?

Yo, long time, no talk, I miss you and I’m doing awful! Wanna rp???

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I need starters. I need plots. I need roleplaying friends. Hell, I just need friends for my muses.

I have been anxious and freaking out for weeks, and I am at the point of no return in my mind. I need something to distract, and that’s why I’m posting this.

Please, if you are interested in roleplaying with me, message me with a name of one of my muses, and I’ll make a starter with them. If you can’t decide on a muse, then like this, and I’ll pick one.

[lowborns-a-deactivated20161212]

     official permission to fill my tag with random STARTERS.

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HEY I’M BACK WHO WANTS TO ROLEPLAY?!

Males

Females

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“Yeah well look. I don’t care what you want. I don’t care what you think. Because in this situation, I’m the only one who gets a voice. I’m never dating again. Just fucking and drinking until I die. None of your input needed.”

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“I honestly don’t know why I expected any different...” Sierra looked dejected as she spoke, tears welling up behind her eyes that she pushed back down. “Why do you act like that...?”

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American Déjà Vu:: Zack & Dustin

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Zack frowned and crouched down to Dustins level, his hand sliding through the blond hair to rest on the side of the younger wolfs neck, “You are learning. As long as you are learning you are not a burden.”

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Dustin blushed as he felt Zack’s hand on his skin. It was still so new and he wasn’t sure how to react, even then, even after everything that they had been through. Pulling away a little so his emotions weren’t given away, Dustin stood and sighed, looking around. “Well, I think I’m learning. So, not a burden... Thank you. Now what? We’ve been training for an hour...”

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Cheshire & Han

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Han couldnt resist the heat that crept up into his cheeks at Adams compliment and he had to duck his chin to try and hide it, “oh stop it you” he teased back, quickly turning back to his duty of icing.

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Cheshire grinned back at the man, his face radiating warmth and happiness, something that Han was only able to get him to feel. “So, what are you plans for today? I was thinking we should go somewhere or do something. I have enough money in our ‘other’ savings from my paintings that we can afford something fun!” The man almost purred his words as he hopped up, walking to the coffee pot and refilling his cup before kissing Han on the cheek.

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“Hello you. Miss me? It’s been, oh it’s been a while.” Salem cooed with a somewhat amused look on his face. It was always nice to see, an old friend per say.

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“Salem, my good man! That I did, that I did.” Lucifer grinned when he saw his old friend, someone he hadn’t seen in quite some time. “What’s it been, a couple centuries? How have you been holding up?”

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“I’m sorry. I had to. Everything is going to shit, I couldn’t handle it. I relapsed… And now I just need someone.” Alice admitted through shaking breaths “It was just coke…”

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“Well, hey, at least it wasn’t demon’s blood, right?” Ace smiled as he attempted to make a joke, only realizing afterwards that it wasn’t the time for humor. “Hey, you’ll be okay. I’m here now, Alice. And...if you need it...to control yourself, you know? My blood is, too...”

[somekindawonder-deactivated2015]

✘ (Miles and Sierra?????)

✘- for a text that was meant for someone else

miles: i don’t know, she’s nice? i don’t know i like her like that.miles: can we stop talking about this. i barely know her.

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sierra: wait who are u talking about? were we talking about someone?

[memesfortheroleplayerssoul-a]

Text messages from my muse to your muse

☠- for an angry text ?- for a confused text !?- for an excited text ➳- for a fearful text ✉- for a normal text ☂- for a “are you serious?” text ✌- for a happy text ✘- for a text that was meant for someone else ツ- for an envious text ✿- for a gossipy text ❤- for a heartfelt text

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We’ve Made It This Far, Kid :: Kyriel&Dimitri

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Demitri didn’t want company. He never wanted company, but especially not now. Not for the past few months. Not since his best friend confessed her love drunkenly on his floor. He scoffed at the sound of her voice, having just been thinking about the incident. Honestly something pretty good did come out of it. A whole 10 chapters of his novel. How the hell he wrote 10 about that one little incident, he had no idea; but he did, and that had to mean something.

Reluctantly he opened the door, staring at her completely blank faced. “Why? About what? Do you have coffee? If not, come back with some and we can talk.” He realized he was being a dick, a complete moron in all honesty, but he couldn’t help it. He was still angry. He hated the thought of someone lying, leaving, or loving him. She killed 3 birds with one stone. Or I guess now it seems one is still knocking.

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   Kyriel slammed her elbow into the door, expecting him to close it on her. In the same motion, the woman pulled a Venti cup from behind her back. “Yeah, I figured you would say something like that. Also, I’m not your dog, I don’t fetch.” Pushing past him, the blonde walked into his apartment, handing him the coffee before leaning against the back of the couch with a neat crossing of her arms. “Enjoy your nasty black coffee and talk to me.”

   She knew she had been in the wrong. She knew, but he had had months to get over it, and he hadn’t even managed to try a bit. Sure, saying she loved him while drunk wasn’t the best of things to do, but she had to point out that he was the one who verbally bitch slapped her afterwards. Raising her eyebrows, she looked up at her friend. “I get it, you have every right to hate me. I do have some advice for you, though. When you don’t return a lady’s feelings, just fucking say so and don’t yell at her until she feels the need to leave the country, alright? Hah, alright.” Kyriel’s voice was light, but her face was hard, indicating that she was actually pretty serious.