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desanguine said: i don’t need anything. :D just go ahead and pick a theme and when i get internet, i’ll do graphics, coding and all that stuff. <3
Okay do you mean a theme someone has already made? Sorry I don't know how this stuff works to be honest I just want something simple and a bit more clean than what I have.
[text : elijah] i told your brother to stop that [text : elijah] where was it this time?
[ text;; tatia ] Kol listens to no one but his ego. [ text;; tatia ] It appears my room alone was off limits. [ text;; tatia ] Rebekah has yet to interrupt her screaming throughout the house.
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[ text; tatia ] I keep finding meatballs in random places
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omfg yes. i loved that show.
pfshhhtt Daria is the ish! I love her
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yeaaaaaaaah they do. they really do.
I'll live, it's nothing new, which again sucks but life is life right?
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amen. AMEN.
People suck so hard tho...
+desanguine
Elena had been stuck in the 10th century for a while now. She wasn't sure how long, just that it had been a long time. After explaining to the Mikaelsons that she was not Tatia, they had given her a roof over her head, much to Mikael's chagrin. He was the hardest to convince and it seemed he still didn't believe her, and was only allowing her to stay to see if she would cause trouble. Most of the day she spent with Rebekah and Esther, who was still trying to help her discover why the witches had sent her back to this time period. Elena had explained to Esther that before she'd been transported the witches only told her that what she needed to do was important, and that was all. The young doppelganger wasn't particularly fond of the time period, finding it boring and lacking in things for her to do. Even though Elijah invited her, she chose to steer clear of any family related events, save for eating.
Smoothing the back of her dress, Elena found a place in the village and sat. She rested her chin in her hand, her new curls hanging in front of her eyes as she watched what was going on in front of her. The village was pretty simple and it was one of the things the brunette like most about it. It might not provide much entertainment, but it was quiet and peaceful and Elena enjoyed that. Without warning Elena felt herself teetering off of her perch, as someone unknowingly rushed past her, knocking her off of it. She landed on her ass in the dirt, and was just about to wave off the person who'd come back, when she got a good look at who was standing over her. "Oh, my, god."
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She didn't. She wouldn't. He stared across the room when the brunette walked in. His jaw set, barely glancing at Lenoire, or... Esther. "No." He set his jaw, nostrils flared. "I will not." He glared at Esther. "You do not get to do this." He pointed at the brunette.
