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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! :)
2 yrs ago
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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 smiled and slowly stroked the wolf’s head. He nodded his acknowledgment to Violet.

“Good to meet you- formally, I mean.”
Nathaniel Harvard


“Yeah, it doesn’t look like it. By the way, I never introduced myself,” He offered a small smile. “Nathaniel Harvard, Uninfected,” he offered his hand, though by pure habit.

He knew she probably wouldn’t shake his hand, considering the distance between them, but he did the motion by default. His semi outstretched hand could be taken as, by the wolf, a chance to sniff him in a not strange manner.
Nathaniel Harvard


He stepped into the light, hands raised slightly.

"Just me. I thought you looked hungry and I had a bit of extra supplies so..."
Nathaniel Harvard


Nathaniel heard her and decided to emerge from his small camp, slaughtering around thirty Infected who had gathered in his immediate vicinity. He slowly followed the girl into her tunnels, but not before completely packing up what little food and supplies he had brought in his backpack. He watched her quietly for quite a while.
Nathaniel Harvard


Nathaniel didn't sleep a wink that night. He had stayed awake the whole time, trying to remain silent so the Infected, who were rather close to his position, didn't find him. He couldn't move without alerting them and he knew his earlier spell had completely disabled the girl's traps. Said traps would need to be rearmed, which could take hours. He was running short on supplies, and knew he needed to return to his tunnels soon.
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Nathaniel Harvard


Nathaniel shifted in his make-shift tent, uncomfortable. He doubled up his mask, and made sure the knife the girl had given him was secure. It was a terrible idea to sleep on the surface, but he didn't care since he couldn't go down to his tunnels until daybreak- and even then they still weren't safe probably.
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