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               You mean people are pissed off because he                tried to turn everyone in  New York City into                                              giant LIZARDS?

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mrosbxrn

           ❝ You ever run into some weird results                from all those hair products you use? ❞

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mrosbxrn

        “Times really have changed--Especially if you’re using a selfie stick.”

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Reason why you follow them: Followed them on my Harry. The rest is history, I suppose. 

A roleplayer you enjoy their interactions with: All the Peters 

A thing you like about their character: I love their Goblin. He’s a very well written Gobby. 

Do you interact? Why/why not?: Yes! Though we certainly should do more. 

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WRITING uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE CHARACTERuh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKETHEME uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE MUN uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE

WE SHOULD… Talk OOC / Plot / Roleplay / Became bffs. PLOTS I’D BE INTERESTED IN DOING: All the Bo tormenting poor Harry plots. 

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Ignis-Harry and Bo

The fire was everywhere. Burning in his green eyes, a reflection of what was burning inside of his stomach. The heir had fallen. Fallen, fallen has the king gone. He lay bent over at the stomach, hands clawing at his chest. Trying to get the thing out.      GET          IT           OUT!

Harry coughed and released the confines of his stomach all over the floor. The changes were there. They burned like the Hellfire inside of his chest. The monster that was desperately trying to  claw its way out. Though it wasn’t the only monster that was  standing nearby.

The Bogeyman stood over Harry’s crumpled form, eyes cast downwards. Like the Grim Reaper, sent to collect the heir’s  soul, finally, as it rotted away in his chest. But Bo didn’t move forward yet. Didn’t move at all. He simply looked off to the side, the see the whole of Oscorp that was burning to the ground.  Bits and pieces falling off into the oblivion of the night. The sirens were coming to put it out. To try and put Harry Osborn’s world  back together. But it wasn’t going to happen.

       No, poor Harry Osborn was properly fucked. 

The Bogeyman leaned down onto one knee and moved to scoop up Harry’s chin in his hands. That animal like smile was still there, hardly human on the beast’s face. 

         “C’mon now, Harry.               Let it out. See your empire?               It’s fallen. But you? You don’t have to fall, yet.”                    The Bogeyman purred.

The flames erupted up around them more, sending sheet metal and sheet rock down onto the street below. The  monster remained where he was, talons on his hips.  The heir fought against his words, but the collapse was already there. His eyes flashed to a poisonous shade of green as he looked up to the Bogeyman, who only smiled back down at him. 

                                              “That a boy.”

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wait i did the wrong thing oops

XD would you like to submit another? 

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There was heavy mist in the air like rain stuck half-way down to earth as Peter made his way down one of the most notorious streets in the city. He had his hood pulled up over his head to shield him from the night’s coldness.

He only had one thing in mind -- it was more of a mission, really. He figured the end of his mission was near when he spotted another young man alone on the street corner.

“It’s sort of cold out tonight.” Peter called to him in a hush tone. “You looking for somewhere to stay?”

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