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Looking for someone to do some fandom RPs (Ignore Post Count)

I wouldn't mind doing Destiel 030

Tons of 1x1s! :3 ^_~

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Not Even Death Can Save Us Now

((This is gonna look gross for now until I can format it properly tomorrow xD))

LUCILLE KOSOVIC

19|SCIENTIST AND MBA STUDENT|WEAPON OF PREFERENCE: POLICE FLASHLIGHT

Lucille is able to speak Russian, and she had moved from the heavily populated city to the south in order to escape the outbreak. She was able to take her police flashlight from under her bed, but she also has a butcher knife tucked in her belt loop. She was in college when the news hit about an outbreak, and she packed up immediately and left.

The girl keeps a walkie talkie on her, and though the world has gone to shit, she still has her business suit on, but instead she sports combat boots and her skirt is ripped, her blouse from a pure white to a pure white with dirty stains lingering. She fights hard to keep her mind set on being a good person in this new world.

Tons of 1x1s! :3 ^_~

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Tons of 1x1s! :3 ^_~

Murr

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Tons of 1x1s! :3 ^_~

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Welcome, to my insanely large interest check. Come and see, there's something for everyone here!

I'll send a PM soon ^^"..

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

The shifter gave a soft smile, holding up his tool belt. "I heard there was a leak?" He asked, stepping inside. "Sorry about that, we've been renovating by I guess we still screwed up..." He muttered, shrugging and heading into the bathroom. "Lemme guess, the sink?" He joked lightly, rummaging in his tool belt. If he could catch her off guard, get her just once, and then she would be his. He could almost smell the blood from where he was.

Sam leaned back, staring at the table a few moments. "I think there was a camera outside..." He muttered, and took a breath. "You think we'll really find her?..I mean, what about the others, Dean? They've been gone longer than she has, you think they're alive?.." He asked, staring at his brother.

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Lucille shifted at the vending machine, getting a chocolate bar, and glancing around the corner, watching the front desk. No one was there it seemed. She nonchalantly began to saunter over towards the desk, looking around a moment.

((Would it be okay to take this to PMs for now or no?..My shapeshifters is gonna be a little ruthless.. o-o))

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

Lucille nodded, watching them and raising a brow. She glanced at Karen and wanted to ask, but she decided to keep quiet for now. "I guess I'll go get something from the vending machine, at least I'm spending some money here. " She joked, digging through her purse and getting a few dollars out. "Be careful, alright?..We don't want you getting arrested. " The blonde joked, glancing at Karen before leaving and heading into the hall to one of the vending machines. The front desk was around the corner.

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The shifter watched the two men, and his eyes flickered yellow for a moment, watching Sam. The phone rang and he moved to it, answering and smirking. "Of course, we apologize for the inconvenience. " He explained, his eyes moving to the other shifter. "We'll fix it shortly." He said, before hanging up.