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6 yrs ago
Current rpg’s biggest issue? the gender binary
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6 yrs ago
im a fool in fool clothes
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6 yrs ago
pussi
6 yrs ago
the nyc commute grind reveals why adults pass out at 9 pm daily
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6 yrs ago
its a dick suck dick world ya know
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@impervious
YAAAAAAS OMG I LOOOOVE RAMI MALEK AND I LOVE U MORE
@HalfOfLancelot

CANT HOLD BACK THE LATINO BLOOD IN ME HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRG
@OnlyThePie

Just confirming that his ethnicity issssssssss Latino right? Just wanna confirm since he is a Mesoamerican God. :3c




Location: Lincoln Memorial High
Interacting With: Alicia Smith @Nallore, Katalina Hargraves @kittyluna45




Mrs. Smith eventually brought over Alicia, who took a seat next to the slowly-simmering Scout. She flinched slightly as a gentle hand was placed on her shoulder, but she soon lifted a hand to gently place on Alicia’s. After a soft sigh she turned, blue eyes distant and void of emotions, and she forced a small, tired laugh at Alicia’s comment.

“Yeah, some memorial.” Scout leaned forward, leaning her chin into her hands as she watched the crowd outside panic at the sight of the body far beyond her sights. She tilted her head to look at the stone-faced Hastings, and then she straightened, turning fully to face Alicia and now Katalina, who had rushed back in after seeing the horrid scene.”I’m okay, yeah. Definitely doing better than poor Rachel out there.” She gave another cold laugh, face void of any real emotion. Scout shifted in her seat, hands curling around the hem of her sweatshirt. She felt… Weird, uncomfortable. Her hands were a pale, pale white, and her mind was racing and yet still at the same time.

Scout stared down at her feet, clenching her hands slightly, head tilting at the odd feeling she felt in her wrists. It was like her veins were too tight, her blood had become too thick to flow freely, and her palms were clammy and blue from the lack of circulation. The back of her neck, though hidden by waves of gold hair, was drenched with sweat and ached as if strained. Though she was bundled well in a pair of acid-stained jeans and her usual sweatshirt her body felt cold, and while the shivers of fear had passed long before Scout still felt faint tremors in her stomach and knees. Glancing down at her oddly constricted wrists again, Scout felt her throat tighten at the sight of her watch. Right, noon, the store. Noah.

where was noah.

Scout lifted her head and slowly glanced around the almost-empty assembly hall, not finding who she wished to see. Her mind raced, remembering the very words he had left her to ponder on last night, "We all do what we must mi amor. Even kill if necessary. Everyone has their reasons..." Would he? Scout didn’t exactly trust Noah, but she knew him enough to assume he didn’t but… At the same time. Scout slowly rose from her chair, and then sank back down, huffing out a breath in an attempt to calm her beating heart.

never assume, always trust your eyes, always look for clues.

She settled back into the chair, ignoring the odd glance she had received from Ms. Hastings, and turned to the other two girls, biting her bottom lip nervously, “why do you think this happened? On today of all days?” Scout shoved both of her hands back into her pockets, leaning back until her head was hanging lazily off the back of the chair, ”what is it with Verona and attracting so many murders, huh?” Whatever suspicions she had for Noah were thrown to the back of her mind, stored to be brought up later when she saw him, and she instead turned her full attention to the girlfriends beside her. Her eyes twinkled with curiosity and, of course, anxiety, as she traced their bodies gently with her pupils. First superpowers, now murder. Perhaps that eclipse had done more then make a few powered-up teens.
@Undine

She can talk to sea creatures too! I'm sure Ryu and Benten will get along swimmingly

cackles


@HalfOfLancelot

I plan to change her theme and stuff, but for right now Ryujin is done~ Aphrodite will be done sometime today (i hope)



@HalfOfLancelot
WHO LET HIM ON STAGE

BOOT HIM BOOT HIM
Who do you think killed Rachel Lewis? DISCUSS!
(I plan to do Watatsumi from Japanese mythology and Aphrodite just an fyi ;* )
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