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[overpricedwisdom]

To > Polarity 🧲: Hey Mag-.. Polarity, can we talk?

[psycho-spark-shock]

After a good night’s rest, Spark Man opened his eyes and sits up, yawning and stretching his arms. It was a crazy night, and although there was still just the tiniest bit of fear for Mikhail, he seemed rather netural with him. After rubbing his eyes the best he could without poking them, he looked around. Where was he again? Oh right, the citel. He’s always so forgetful...

He gets out of bed and stretches his arms again, this time in different positions. Forward, backward, down, back up, and as a finishing touch, tapped his head to make sure there’s still electricity left in him. Once he heard and felt and saw that, he smiled. He was good to go for whatever might happen today.

With that, he walks to the door and bends down to turn the knob with his mouth, which was a bit hard to do, but nonetheless, he opened the door, peeked half of his body through it, and looked around to see if anyone else is up as well.

@we-creators

[sugxr-coat-blog]

~*RP STARTER*~

@theunderworldlord

Sugar Coat was reading a book at the park, it wasn’t raining like it was a few weeks ago so that was pretty good. As she was reading she could hear smaller children frolicking around the playground and such. 

[formerhuman]

NGE x Tokyo Ghoul

It was almost closing time at Anteiku. Kaneki washing up the last of dishes when suddenly the bells at the door chimed. A boy who looked to be about 14 or so walked inside. 

Kaneki turned with a smile to the customer and said

"Welcome to Anteiku. You got here just in time. I was just about to close up shop soon"

[suppressthebeast]

Anger Management @musictokillby

⊘ — Some days, you just can't stay in one place. Everyone experiences a day like it once in a while, where your legs ache if you sit still and your mind is always turning over and over. 

Shizuo was having one of those days, and with all of the afternoon off thanks to Tom trying to be nice, he was feeling restless. 

Deciding to take a walk, he racked his brains trying to think of who he wasn't on bad terms with, someone he could actually spend time with. As he was thinking, he began to recognize the streets he had ended up on and with a sudden realization, he knew where he could go. 

Walking for a few more minutes, he arrived at the familiar door of Tsugaru's house and knocked, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he waited for a response.

[iinfiltrator]

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furysinclair

     Shepard shakes her head. "So then my brother, nutter that he is, he climbs on top of the shuttle-- and I'm screaming at him because I can barely see over the control console, I was not a tall twelve year old-- and that was, of course, the precise moment that London C-Sec saw us speeding by, coffee in hand." She pressed her lips into a deprecating smile and nodded slowly. "And that's how I got into my very first high-speed shuttle chase."

[iinfiltrator]

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informationbrokertsoni

     Illium had been a priority since Shepard had first learned that Liara was there. Knowing that she needed help only made it moreso. It was a strange feeling, waiting for the door to open and knowing Liara was on the other side. Her chest felt tight, it was a painful kind of anxiety accompanied by a rush of adrenaline. As the door opened, she could hear Liara threatening the salarian on her comm screen. Was it just her, or did Liara quote Benezia at the poor man? She made a soft sound to alert the woman to her presence. 

[amnesia-ryuuji]

Starter for enes--blog [Midorikawa + Ene]

{    ♦ ♢    }--The green haired human walked around in a huge city, nothing like where he had been, but he could never remember what it looked liked. There were many people around, a lot of conversations, it was giving him a headache again. He never knew why a person would live in a loud place, which wasn't the problem to him, it was the many voices he had been hearing.

{    ♦ ♢    }--The headache seemed to get worse for him, there's nothing else he could do but run and find a quiet place. His mind maintained stable at least, but there's nothing he can do to stop the headache but just sit and wait for it to recover. The headache mainly take hours to recover, but somehow, it took only a few minutes.

{    ♦ ♢    }--He didn't have anyone to talk to, not in the area anyways. He does like talking to others, but it's uncomfortable for him to talk to strangers in general. All he did was curl himself up in a ball as he looked at his feet. Soccer shoes, huh? They were the only comfortable thing he can wear around. He doesn't have his soccer ball, which is unfortunate.