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Hello Everyone,

I am just a simple person who enjoys roleplaying. I might not be the best, but I am what I am. I'd like to improve and to eventually move to other types of roleplay. I enjoy the entire process of roleplay, but above all, I enjoy the story.

Hope to see you soon,

PhoxFyre

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He stands and watches as the event unfolds. He watches the predicament escalate and waits for it to end. "Are you done with your tantrum yet...?" he asks, unamused.
He stands there, emotionless. Memories of being made fun of for being the youngest of the family were returning. He stood there, waiting for her to return. He listened to her crying, hoping in some way to be of help. He looks around at the hallway he stands in, now void of students as they are now in their classes. When will she understand... he thought in his head as he continued watching.
He stares at her, unaffected by the blood loss. "Why do you do this to yourself? You know it doesn't do anything," he says to her directly. He squats down and lifts her to her feet, wiping away the blood with his hand. "You could be so much more, yet you keep telling yourself you can't or they won't let you. It isn't up to them how you are, It's up to you," he says as he wipes off the blood.
He turns back and looks at her, seeing her hood zipped up tight. He looked for her face, but to no avail. "Then tell that to the others. If you wish to be yourself, then do so." He said to her in the best way he could. He then looks around to the students, them still surrounding them. "This is not a show nor spectacle, leave us be. Do better things with your life than trying to watch an encounter between two people."
He looks at her banging her head, noticing the students around hee beginning to look as well. "Why do you do that?" he asked, a bit concerned. He tries his best to begin a conversation with her and everyone turns to look at the event. He turns to the crowd and asks "Do you mind?"
He sees her continuing to cry, not responding to him. He sits there, pondering the reason as to why the child had began to cry. He came to no solution, but remained beside the girl. He didn't want the same thing that happened to him as a child to happen to her, that is, no one being there. He looks about the hallways from his sitting position, seeing the bustling of students in the hallways. Many students stopped and looked at him as if he were an outcast, but he merely let them off.
He looks down and sees the girl, going over to her to try and assist her, yet not trying to scare her away. He says dryly, "Are you ok...?"
He notices the girl walking around him and is quite relieved, but in seeing her reaction he is saddened a bit. My appearance scares many... I sometimes abhor the way that I stand and behave, but this is my journey, my life. he thinks to himself, largely unmoving externally, but inside himself his heart and mind bounce with ideas and practices that could be acted out before him.
A man walks into the building, his hair a dusty blonde and his eyes a sky blue. On his face he wore an expression of experience. He is aged 17 and wears upon him an old satin black cloak that he wears over his light brown colored tunic that showed signs of wear. He wears trousers that are of a dark brown and look worn, he has on his trousers a belt of leather that happens to be in a decent condition. His boots are of leather as well, they are worn but not peeling. his skin is quite pale for his appearance. He stands at a respectable 5'7" and weighs around 135lbs. He walks into the building looking around it for signs of life.

"Is anyone here...?" ke asks dryly and deeply.
My goodness, I'm gonna have some fun here!
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