#aerp

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[onepositivedude]

[jornale]

Morre Michel Micheleto, diretor da rádio Banda B e presidente da Aerp

Advogado estava internado desde de março por causa da Covid-19

#michelmicheleto #bandab #aerp #radiobandab #covid19 #jornale

[pomegranatewriter-blog]

“You weren’t there! I needed you!”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You needed me?” The words felt like poison on her tongue, slowly making their way into her system, making her angrier by the second. Fists clenched, she moved closer to the other, stopping right before them. “I always come running. Every time. No matter if it’s 3am or you called me a bitch the last time I saw you, I’m still there. So don’t you dare try to get me to apologize for putting myself first once in my goddamn life. You don’t have the right to do that. You never will. Everyone else, but not you.”

[smhjenni]

Jenni woke up at precisely 9:43am, not to the blaring of an alarm clock like she’d expected, but rather a sudden moment of panic rushing through her entire body. She was late. How had this happened? She glanced over at her phone, seeing the three alarms she’d set still perfectly intact – and set for Tuesday, not Monday. Fuck.

Leaping out of bed, she threw on the nearest pair of pants she could find that weren’t sweatpants – which admittedly took some digging – and the top she’d laid out the night before. Thank god she had tried to be somewhat prepared. She didn’t have time for a shower, so some dry shampoo became her best friend, and she grabbed her purse and ran out the door. Dammit, why did she only own a bicycle? The green movement had gotten the best of her once again. She hopped on her bicycle and pedaled as fast as she could down the street.

While she was already running nearly thirty minutes late, accounting for traffic, Jenni knew the woman would understand. She could possibly blame it on the coffee shop she was stopping at (she desperately needed caffeine to make it through the day) if anything went wrong. She ran inside the coffee shop and neglected to hook her bike up on the rack, just setting it there instead.

Cutting halfway through the line, much to others’ dismay, Jenni finally reached the barista. “I need a caramel macchiato with a double shot. Actually can you make it a triple shot? I’m about to have a shitty day – I already am having a shitty day. Fuck, my shoes don’t even match!” she vented, letting out a loud groan. “I am so sorry. I just need it fast, please.” 

[ashleighdoes1x1-blog]

A, C, F, L, T, W for all four characters

Me

A: Aaron <3C: CatsF: Fluffy plotsL: LightwoodsT: Traveling

Aleida Wexler

A: Air DubaiC: Chocolate eclairsF: FruitL: LinguisticsT: Twenty One Pilots

Colby Sanders

A: AthleticsC: CastleF: FuturamaL: Lion KingT: Tucker

Logan White

A: ArmyC: CatsF: ForrestL: LucaT: Tattoos

Zeke Silverman

A: All-American RejectsC: Chicago FireF: FloridaL: LlamasT: Tucker

[capitolstepsrp-blog]

Hey, is that WILLA HOLLAND? No, wait, that’s just IMOGEN PARKER. I’m pretty sure she’s TWENTY. We call her THE SINGLE MOM around here. Really OBSERVANT and SELFLESS right? Don’t say anything, but I think she can be COLD and CARELESS too. {OOC: Aaron, 20, EST, no preferred pronouns}

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[kagura--demuri-blog]

Kagura is back (somehow) and gets new followers

"Tch. Bunch of people with nice smell. So annoying."

Kagura noticed someone with no smell. No, someone he couldn't smell.

"Pathetic Amata." He grumbled.

OOC:

Hey all, sorry I've been away from this acc for almost... 2 months? I was so busy but now have problem with my Kagura muse and the finale of EVOL worsen it. I'm thinking not to do big RP or such because I don't think I can do it. Maybe I'll just turn this mainly as ask blog and will randomly RP.

I'm sorry to mikono-san and zessica-wong for dropping our RPs. And I don't think I can reply to continue. ("u.u)