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Current I don't have a bio. I am also not included in anyone's bio. That I know of. *shrugs*
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"What was that for?"

"Cause I love you." A video played on the computer monitor of Marcus vlogging in the mostly empty house but at his feet was Maya hugging him just because she could. "I love you too, Maya. But do you know who else loves you?" A bright beaming smile shown on the child's face as she asked "Who?"

"The Tickle Monster!" From that point on the video was mostly Marcus playing with Maya. But about two minutes before the end the happy music and footage faded away to Marcus sitting alone with dreary music in the background. "Hey, Markers. Sorry, that I haven't posted anything in a while. I haven't been able to bring myself to post this and keep retrying. This is the third time. Umm, Most of you know what happened with my mother but two days ago something happened. No one knows for sure what happened but my dad and Maya went missing. Please. If anyone knows where they are or have seen them please reach out. This will be my last video for a while so stay strong everyone and make your Mark on the world." The video ended with a picture of Maya and Roderick.


Marcus stared at the unlisted video. He needed to update it before posting it if he ever was going to. Each morning he sat at his computer staring at it trying to force himself to post it for the past few days. He looked at the teddy bear and broken picture frame of his dad sitting beside his computer almost asking the inanimate objects what to do. Would people even understand his plight if he uploaded the video? Would anyone care or would his detractors just use this as fodder to verbally assault him or his dad? Marcus knew full well what kind of assumptions the internet would make about his father as he had done the same as indicated by the broken picture frame. Why did his head have to think of the worst possibilities?

Marcus was broken out of his reverie by the loud thumping on the floor above him. Being in the basement was a pain in that he could tell when Meg was awake or someone was mad. But it was easier to keep from bothering his siblings this way. As well as less money needing to be spent on soundproofing foam. The teen looked at the time and realized he hadn't gone to sleep last night. He probably should fix that but sleeping now would just get in the way of his day. He would just pretend to have just woken up.

Before joining his family, well the ones who hadn't left him yet, Marcus went to his mirror. He ruffled his hair and scrunched up his t-shirt. Now unless they looked real close they wouldn't know he hadn't slept and maybe he could avoid getting scolded again. Marcus climbed the stairs hearing his younger sister yelling something about a signature. Whatever it was he hoped she would at least stop yelling. He guessed that everyone that was awake would probably be in the kitchen so he may as well get in his daily quota of family interaction. Seeing the two oldest Reese's Marcus turned to the quote-unquote leaders of the Reese clan asking, "What's on the agenda for today?"


@The Muse It is I who should be welcoming you back. Once I get home I’mma instantly start on my CS.
MOST DEFINITELY MAKING A CS! I have been waiting for this forever.
@OGSG

Most certainly am I interested in a power rangers rp.
@Metronome Hello. This is intriguing. Was wondering if there was any room?




When Micky asked for directions he had hoped for a quick simple answer. He had not expected the torrent of activity that came from such a simple query. He nervously stood still as the 'guide' just eyed him up and down. He nearly yelped in surprise as swiftly his shirt was yanked out from the front of his pants. He froze unsure of what to do as the boy proceeded to untuck the rest of his shirt. "Yeah, I'm Micky. Nice to m-meet you." Handing over the map Micky hoped that now he'd at least get his answer. He sort of did at least.

Being dragged around the courtyard was not the way Micky wanted most people to meet him. He paid attention to what Jett was telling him while also nervously waving at anyone that they rushed past. That was until suddenly Jett seemed to notice a friend. Not entirely sure of what to do Micky decided it'd probably be best to slip away now and avoid being dragged around anymore.

Gathering his thoughts over everything that had just happened, Micky eventually deemed it best to put away some of his stuff into his locker. It took a bit but eventually, he found it. However, it seemed someone had picked a fight with it. After kicking it the girl turned her attention to the forming crowd. Micky looked back and forth from the piece of paper that had his locker number on it and the locker the girl had assaulted hoping, no praying, that one of the numbers would suddenly change before his eyes. But he had no such luck. Micky gulped and slowly stepped towards the girl, "Umm, sorry to bother you but I'm Micky. It's a pleasure to meet you but I think that may be my locker." He slowly showed the piece of paper to her that indicated as such.
@MissCapnCrunch Aye aye mon capitan.
Apologies for not posting in a while. I’m in an area affected by Florence and have no WiFi as a result. So, I haven’t really had the opportunity to work on anything.
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