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2 mos ago
Current Pretend this is actually something cool that I have to say.
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2 mos ago
Statuses are sometimes the most relatable things ever- until they talk about kneecaps
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3 mos ago
Building a guide to engaging roleplay! Need people to interview. If you want to, PM me! Input would be a great help! :)
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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
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My name is Bailey, Agent, Trip or 43. I am versatile in roleplay topics, though I prefer to do almost anything in the fantasy realm. I'd be willing to rp with anybody, as long as you have enough patience to deal with my awkward personality and sometimes poor grammar. My PMs are open to discussing rps.

Please note that I have not existed or roleplayed for almost half a year so I will be struggling for a little while until I pick my abilities back up! I will try my best, so feel free to PM me as said above!

I talk too much sometimes, sorry



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Nathaniel Harvard


Nathaniel groaned, trying to get the trap off his foot so he could heal himself. His fingers glowed and he managed to melt the metal trap so it opened. He pulled his foot free and ran his fingers over the bloody cuts, unaware of Violet. It was just blue magic, and it was a bad idea if he was seen.
Japan
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Food
People(are mostly annoying- some acceptions(cough cough))
Nathaniel Harvard


Nathaniel caught the knife, adjusted his mask, then proceeded to utter a yelp-like sound of surprise as the creature that had been trying to kill him earlier pounced on him. Or at least, the Infected version of said creature. He dropped the knife, much to his displeasure, and tried to kick the creature off so he could grab it. Eventually he grabbed the knife and was able to bury it deep in the creature's throat, killing it. He pushed it off himself but sighed as he realized how badly the creature had injured him. He wouldn't make it back to his tunnels in time if he wanted to heal himself the right way. He'd have to do it now.

He relented to his own thoughts and let blue magic swirl around him, simply laying there on the ground for a hot minute as he healed. The Infected were closing in now, but stayed back. Apparently, whoever the girl was had traps and the Infected knew it. Lucky me. Lucky me. I didn't- AH SHIT! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck, He thought, looking down at his foot and realizing it was caught in a bear trap. He hadn't noticed it in the fray and only now did it start to hurt as the adrenaline wore off.
Nathaniel Harvard


He suspected she was lying, considering nobody except Infected could live on the surface safely- not even magical species- or he'd be living on the surface himself instead of in the dark tunnels. He sighed. I need something to defend myself, at least. I can either steal one of hers with magic, or just ask. I'll try asking first. If she doesn't give me something, I swear to god I will- eh. I'll just scavenge for a bit until I find something.

"Well, if you're going to leave me alone in this hell-hole, can I at least have one of your knives?"
(Second time to date in the span of 24 hours-)

Nahhhh
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TwT It’s too early in the morning for me to say what I want to say and not sound like a b#tch. It's too early for this...
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