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Current Watch me burn alive as you realize you're the one who gave me the matches and gasoline. You always loved your fire, but did you ever really love me?
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Hi my names Sarai, I’m 22 years old, I use any pronouns (they/he/she), I used to be a very angsty teenager on here. Guess it was the puberty hormones or something? Anyways I’m a dramatic ass fire sign (Sagittarius), I’m a raging lesbian, and I love soup. Feel free to message me! Hoping to become more active on here soon, since it’s been quite a long time. Hell, my account is 8 years old!

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Rin Okumura said
I think we have proofMainly this


Okay okay, I'll admit that I think Lynnie has a crush on Jeffery also, but my characters are like my friends and I don't know for sure yet. Lol.
Lynnie awoke in a heap of blankets on her outside porch swing. Her mom had never come home last night and was probably off on another one of her drunk adventures. Well, whatever. She didn't want to take care of her one night stand love child? That was her fault, not Lynnie's. She folded up the blanket and walked in the house, making some coffee while she went to go get dressed. She checked the time. 11:02. She hurried up the steps and into her bedroom, throwing on her clothes. She ran outside to check her mail. She brought it in and opened a letter adressed to herself and started drinking her coffee.
HEY! I think we're jumping to conclusions!
Lynnie glanced back up at the boy, there seemed to be something wrong with him, something different. "Are you okay?" Lynnie squeaked out, taking a few steps closer to the Jeffery.
Lynnie jumped and then blushed. "U-umm. No reason." Lynnie threw her head down, her cheeks were hot. "Sorry." She mumbled. She should go back to being silent and sitting in the corners. Her red hair was falling over her tilted face and she held the jar in her hands, her arms dangling in front of her thin body.
Lynnie stared at the Jeffery boy for a few minute and then smiled. He seemed nice, and he was kind of cute. Lynnie scolded herself and wiped the smile of her face, pushing the thoughts a side. Boys are not your main priority right now Lynnie, nor will they ever be. But the boy was cute. Lynnie shoveled more applesauce into her face, hoping it would distract her from the boy. It didn't and she was staring at him now.
Name: Nisiline "Nip" Charles
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Open for romance: Totally
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance:
Personality: Quiet, shy, and nice.
History: Her mother died when she was young and her father is in the army. She lived with her grandmother but ran away, her grandma never reported her missing so she's been living on her own for a year.
Other: She's independent and doesn't like being told what to do. She's been here for approximately a week and has found few places with water and knows a few safe plants and things to eat. She also has a small shelter built in the trees.
Lynnie walked into the room that Core had pointed to. She rummaged in the cabinets and found a jar of applesauce. Lynnie began going through the drawers, looking for a spoon. Her stomach screamed again and pain welled up inside. She gave up on her search and popped open the jar, shoveling the sauce out with her fingers. She walked back into the room with the others. "So, whats going on?" Lynnie talked between shovels of applesauce.
Name: Beth-Lynn "Lynnie" Margret
Age: 16, and has grown into her looks
Appearance:
Race: Descendent of Cupid, she can control some feelings of love and can tell if two people would make good significant others for each other.
Other: She's quiet and tends to keep to herself, she doesn't complain much.
Lynnie woke up and stood from the corner she had slept in. She was quiet for a few minutes and then her stomach made a rumbling sound. "Is there anything to eat?" She squeaked out quietly, maybe someone would answer, or maybe not. She wasn't sure if anyone was even keeping tabs on her and more than that she wasn't sure she wanted anyone keeping tabs on her.
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