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alexakeehl
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STATUS: Starved from good RP, hit me up at this point I'll take (almost) anything. 3 yrs ago
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3 yrs ago
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Starved from good RP, hit me up at this point I'll take (almost) anything.
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4 yrs ago
back for a couple of seconds..
4 yrs ago
Closing all 12 working tabs at once is a different type of satisfaction.
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4 yrs ago
I swear yesterday was Saturday-
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4 yrs ago
ever sit down and just, "wow I'm fucking tired"
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Bio
Time to put this under construction!
Something more professional looking? will be up soon, and before then:
'Ello. I'm Alex, female, and can't catch a break from life.
I mostly do 1x1 RPs but I have no problem jumping into small group RPs, so don't hesitate to send any ideas you might have my way. I'm flexible and chill with almost all genres, but a die-hard fan of historical, mystery, psychological, supernatural, angst, slice-of-life, romance (sub-plot), with comedic aspects thrown in to make the RP breathable.
I have a wide range from TV series and animes I'll be willing to RP, but again... I'm adaptable and love worldbuilding too. Throw anything my way and I'll eat up, and leave no crumbs. My RP length can either go from three paragraphs to fifteen depending on your preferred length because I'll do my best to match yours! I find it easier for myself, at least, to play males as opposed to females, but I can do both if it calls for it.
In conclusion, don't be afraid to drop me a PM, I don't bite :T
Not yet.
Something more professional looking? will be up soon, and before then:
'Ello. I'm Alex, female, and can't catch a break from life.
I mostly do 1x1 RPs but I have no problem jumping into small group RPs, so don't hesitate to send any ideas you might have my way. I'm flexible and chill with almost all genres, but a die-hard fan of historical, mystery, psychological, supernatural, angst, slice-of-life, romance (sub-plot), with comedic aspects thrown in to make the RP breathable.
I have a wide range from TV series and animes I'll be willing to RP, but again... I'm adaptable and love worldbuilding too. Throw anything my way and I'll eat up, and leave no crumbs. My RP length can either go from three paragraphs to fifteen depending on your preferred length because I'll do my best to match yours! I find it easier for myself, at least, to play males as opposed to females, but I can do both if it calls for it.
In conclusion, don't be afraid to drop me a PM, I don't bite :T
Not yet.
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It took every cell in his body to keep himself from snapping at his coworkers, but moreso to keep his face turned away. He's probably seen Stanley's ass more than he can count, and today Charles only wanted to enjoy the cheap cup of coffee in his hand. He cleared his throat to block out any nonsensical conversation, he needed to save some braincells in order to look over the stack of binders on his desk.
As Sam's voice broke through the coughing, Charles turned to greet him with a tight-lipped smile. "It's stuck. So poking at it with a screwdriver is out of the question Sam. Trust me, I tried." Further indicating that Charles kept a screwdriver on him at all times apparently. "But again, be my guest."
With a hasty amble, Charles secured himself in his squeaking office chair with a long sigh. "Imagine how quick a therapist would piss their pants if I ever went to one and told 'em about this place." He spoke to the rubber duck sitting at his desk near a glass of pens and highlighters. Only a few of them worked, but ever since Charles was banned from flinging pens at the trashcan across the department, he'd never found the motivation to throw the dead ones away. Boss said it violated safety regulations, as if breathing the same air as his coworkers was much safer.
As Sam's voice broke through the coughing, Charles turned to greet him with a tight-lipped smile. "It's stuck. So poking at it with a screwdriver is out of the question Sam. Trust me, I tried." Further indicating that Charles kept a screwdriver on him at all times apparently. "But again, be my guest."
With a hasty amble, Charles secured himself in his squeaking office chair with a long sigh. "Imagine how quick a therapist would piss their pants if I ever went to one and told 'em about this place." He spoke to the rubber duck sitting at his desk near a glass of pens and highlighters. Only a few of them worked, but ever since Charles was banned from flinging pens at the trashcan across the department, he'd never found the motivation to throw the dead ones away. Boss said it violated safety regulations, as if breathing the same air as his coworkers was much safer.
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