"They make smart girls stupid. And I prefer having full function of my brain."
"Oh, really? My advice is to just melt in my arms. Like everyone else."
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"They make smart girls stupid. And I prefer having full function of my brain."
"Oh, really? My advice is to just melt in my arms. Like everyone else."
"You're making faces again. I mean, I realize you can do what you want but you really just shouldn't."
"Don't lie to me, Ellen. You think they're sexy!"
((Starter for anyone, preferably anyone who I've never RPed with or who just followed me in the past couple of days.))
The large man sat in his tiny room, with walls of grey and furniture of the same color. It was quite drab, but it would do for him. A soldier, one from birth. However, he wasn't feeling as cold and desensitized today. He felt kind of cold, but he thought that just maybe it was because he was out of his armor. Maybe. He sighed and continued to read through the small, grey-bound book that would otherwise be found in his nightstand's drawer. On the front, the words "The Prince" could be read, the gold leaf they were written in worn, but still there after all this time. The book was a gift from a UNSC Captain, a relic from Earth. He sipped his glass of water, and turned the page.
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It's so nice to meet you all! Can I help you with something?
Welcome, new followers!
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(Apologies for the late welcome post. I only just decided to start doing them)
Sorry, but Knowing who I am will do you no good. The desire my Character feels is buried under layers and layers of uncertainty, decency, fear and various other emotions. Feel free to try and guess who. But it doesn't mean you'll be able to get into her pants any easier
"Hm, It's either, Natasha, Ellen, Annabelle, or Sierra. Maybe."
"Lying? Don't make me put you in your place Stark."
"And what place would that be, Miss Cole?"
"Well, it's not going to end anytime soon. I'd bet my life on it."