
Game Changer & Make Some Noise

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The Bowery Presents
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Love Begins
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INDEPENDENT HELLBLAZER BLOG John Constantine. NBC show friendly. Player 25+ & 12+ years RP experience. † NSFW under cut & Triggers tagged. Multiverse + ship. OC & xover friendly. † Arc storyline in place. RP hobbyist. Selective, but friendly with adaptable † writing style.
Eyeing the slayer lightly with laughing blue eyes, Fae shrugged, “I could say you were special but you were on a public street dancing as if no one was watching.”
He stepped closer, “So do you normally belt out pop songs or was today just a special day?”
He doesn't step back. Stepping back would lose him control; Alpha male bullshit that he read in class and what Giles had taught him about the animal instinct when it comes to vampires, werewolves and other monsters under the bed. Instead, he rolls his shoulders and cross his arms with his backpack dangled down in front of him.
❛ It was a good day. A rare Disney moment — do you enjoy your career as Creepy Stalker? Is there a clubhouse you need to be going off to? ❜
Watching this guy almost bounce down the street, caused the shifter to snicker. His ears picked up the verse, which caused him to laughed quietly. Because he was a bit of a dick, Fae clapped slowly but made sure the other male could hear it.
He had left the motel because he was bored and Faith was busy doing one of her walk abouts.
❛ — Well, this is going on my top ten list. ❜
The Slayer had jumped out of his skin at the sudden clapping. But, the suddenness hadn't thrown him completely off balance. Made him feel as if the Hellmouth should open up and swallow him completely. He could check that off his daily to-do list. It wasn't a full day until Brett Summers felt as if he should crawl in a hole and hide himself from society for a year. He wondered if Kendra ever danced like no one was looking — a thought he quickly killed before it forced up any unresolved emotion.
❛ Do you always creepily lurk in the bushes? Or am I special? ❜
thebetatohisalpha ;;
❛ So, H O L D the phone. Let me get this straight. You're a teenage werewolf. All this awesome uber power, keen senses and all that jazz. You could do anything, play anything you and you pick —–
lacrosse? ❜
s e e m i n g l y,
he had thought he had been alone on the walk home from school. the only reason he decide to belt it all out for 'no one' to hear. there may have been dancing too.
❛ you just gotta ignite the light, and let it shine just own the night like the...
fourth of j u l y! ❜
Starter call for this guy.
Reblog if you don't mind your RP partner fixing your typos when they reply.
"Yeah, but I’m a cute little blonde. I”m practically the perfect Hitchcock victim I’m so cute and blonde. You’re the Norman Bates stalking the cute little blonde in the - you think I’m fashionable?”
Buffy paused in her questioning to turn as she heard a vampire sneaking up. She was quick to grab Mr. Pointy, and staked the thing before it could a jump on her and Mr. Bates.
Brett paused himself, when he had noticed the second vampire that attacked at the same time as the other. Like Buffy, Mr. Pointy was drawn out from his hiding place in the backpocket and drawn out. The vampire was dust before he had a chance to be surprised. He turned to see that she had been in the same pose as himself. That wasn't weird at all ... nope, today was not going to be a weird day, Summers. Why did she have a stake that looked just like his? Nope. Ignore it. Just keep ignoring the weird.
"So, how about those vampires?"
there is a l w a y s another story to tell. another world to discover . . . to lose.
❝ There's no mystical guide book, no all knowing council. Human rules don't apply. There's only me. I am the law. ❞ a gb!buffy summers indie
10+ rp experience. s e l e c t i v e. fandom+oc friendly canon divergent. multiship & verse. para, one-liner, etc. buffy available for play on request. mun of age. nsfw tagged & under read more. muse age varies depending on plot. rps with all fandoms. friendly player.
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Nichelle Nichols let me hug her. Nick Tarabay said he was honored that I thought he was so handsome, and Katrina Law called me a stud and kissed my cheek. All and all, Pensacon was awesome. Except for Saturday, when they literally closed the vendor floor and there was almost, literally, an hour long wait until you could get onto it. With a budget of $200 bucks, I only went $17 over. AKA, I am back home. <3
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He watches the Slayer’s stance change, brows raising before the comments registered with him, warranting a vicious growl to rumble through the Alpha’s chest as the red glazes over his eyes, claws elongating at his sides, pressing into soft palms as the wolf tries to hold back, channels his anger, anchors himself.
❝ You think you’re stronger than me? You think I won’t have your throat ripped out and your blood splattered all over this damn forest before you can blink? Then try me. I dare you. ❞
Ruby hues remain on the other, though the wolf has become a little less tense as he manages to reign his temper in, scoffing. Blinking his eyes back to their usual hazel-green, he took a step towards the other, closing the distance as he towered over him, brows raised.
❝ What business?❞
Shifter, wolf. An offshoot of a werewolf. He was also an alpha. The fight would be intense, but werewolves were weaker than vampires. Reflexes were the rub. Brett looked unimpressed by the bravado Derek seemed to press on him. There was no fear being struck in his heart.
❝ I do. But, unlike you? I got nothing to prove Eyebrows. Like I said, you might get lucky. ❞
Brett looked up at the wolf, left his arms free now to block and defend. His body was coiled, ready to lash out and to attack. He had enough of this attitude from Spike back in Sunnydale. While visiting, he wasn't going to take it from a stranger. Let alone an alpha who may control a little slice of territory. Brett smiled, as charmingly as he could.
❝ My own. Unless you're offering to be a guard dog. ❞