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alt!
Send me “Alt!” and I’ll introduce you to a character I’ve rped in the past, want to play in the future, or am currently playing somewhere else!
“I am not weak. I am not my disability. I am a fighter, and I will fight. I will fix things. No one will ever suffer like I did again; I promised Brent that, and I meant it.”
Hearing Disability/Mute!Fetch Walker at neontragiic
rock on! \ o /
Let me know how I'm doing! Send some! (Anons welcome!)
Rock On!: I love to read your writing, even if it’s not for one of our threads.
[ Aww, bae! Thanks. We def need to write more. uwu ]
"Little thing"
Send "Little thing" and my character will tell you something as a child.
{♤};;— Wide mercury eyes stared up at the man before she giggled and she raised her arms up towards him and jumped a bit. Satin curls bounced with each jump before she walked over to him and tugged on the fabric of his pants.
"Mister! Mister! You're so tall! What does it look like up there? I wanna be as tall as you! Can I see what it looks like up there?"
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YES O / except if we do calls i’m
(pfft i can't even do calls most of the time because my parents would flip shit. but if this group chat ever is a thing and we do calls, you wouldn't have to join the call uwu)
( high school never ends ) || ( progrediior )
( new kid )
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( she wonders why she even bothered to show up to class today. most days she skips biology, mostly because this class is so incredibly boring and she'd rather the teacher put her in a coma than talk her ear off for forty-five minutes. but with her grades starting to slip, her parents have started to nag. it's not that abigail isn't smart, she just can't be bothered to show up for class. brent had dropped out, so why does she have to continue going? )
( her eyes catch sight of a student she hasn't seen in this class before. a new student. abigail leans back in her seat, eyes following him. immediately she knows he's one of those innocent students - the ones who get good grades and hardly ever get into trouble. and a part of her feels like changing that. )
( the only open seat in class is next to her in the back. a sly smirk slides its way onto abigail's freckled face. )
