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4 yrs ago
Current Sleep is all im good at now
4 yrs ago
well im drawing more- but still not enough to surface the sea
4 yrs ago
Okay fine if I can't stop watching distractions then let's do dual SCREENS. *duplicates meme consumption* SH-
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4 yrs ago
Hero to nobody promt came to mind. Sounds cool.
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4 yrs ago
Givin up on making flakey embarrassing sh*. I'm here to listen to stories with text to speech like a spoon fed idiot

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The spaceship was always made from paper clips and tape.
Can I have focus for 5secs brain? Ouch nvm
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Nice
Yay ^^
Jowee was busy still looking at his phone checking up on inventory for his business. After putting his phone away he noticed a young man standing and looking at him.His business instincts kicked in and made him ignore the boy's eyes. Jowee Looked back at his phone then back at Aiden. For some reason this boy looked familiar from some where. Jowee turned and gave him direct eye contact and asked, "Do you need something?" Jowee was wearing his taco bell uniform and also was wearing a pin that captioned "Armored Heart" with a mech.
geniehunter said
"Please stop!" Aiden screamed as two men kicked him to the ground."Get on your knees you dirty bitch", one of the men yelled aggressively."We should get out of here, I think he's had enough." The other man explained. The first man spit at Aiden in disgust and walk away into an alleyway. Aiden laid groaning and holding his stomach as blood dripped from his nose into his mouth. "Bastards. . ." He said under his breath. Aiden pulled himself together and got up; stumbling along a concrete wall. He walked towards a near by laundry mat to get himself cleaned up. The sun was setting, although it was just barely turning 6:00pm. He walked into the laundry mat and headed towards the restroom. There was no one in there besides a young over weight women, but she paid no attention to Aiden walking through. Aiden went into the restroom, locking the plywood door behind him. He looked at himself in the reflection in the mirror, the blood had dried up already and began to crust. Aiden turned on the faucet and began flushing his face with the ice cold water. He looked at his reflection once more, but instead of blood running down his face, there was tears.


Jowee with laundry hamper in one arm, Smart phone in his left hand, and Coffee cup in his mouth walked into the laundry mat using his foot to kick open the door. The hamper had employee clothing and his own in it that was moderately dirty. He saw multiple machines on the ground and one of the walls also with machines, He placed his laundry on one of the machines close to the entrance. "I'm glad it's my day off today," Jowee said sarcastically to himself.
Jowee is accepted (Just for laughs)
Jowee
General Information
-Name: Jowee Mari Heather
-Nickname: Let the story decide
-Personality: Crabby, stressed, and tired half the time.
-Gender: Male
-Age: 57
-Height: 6`4 (Grew two inches from the old thread)
-Weight: 210

Background: Worked at "The Urban 9" in the original City. He now works three jobs to support himself. He actually he a lot of money saved up. He works tiring days and nights earning extra dough where he plans to spend it on a retirement. You could say he is the most organized middle classed man in this city. He grew up with a love of skate boards and at a time tried making it big, but a shattered shoulder blade said otherwise, caused by a twenty foot drop. He took up a passion for video games and later learned coding from his mothers friend. He ended up making one very popular game called Armored heart. The physic's were so realistic! Anyhow he ended up being sued once he had heard from a industry, he never heard of, that came up with a similar game called Armored Core. With nothing, but more bad luck in the next few years he decided to just get a basic job where he wouldn't be sued. At age 42 he started working again, but with multiple jobs that he now owns! He runs a sushi shop, grocery store, and a Taco that at one time went dead thanks to a mysterious shooting. Last of all he's the Best can stacker around! No, but he once had the cup stacking record with the time 1.911 at age 52.

Physical appearance:

Power/Ability: Decent with coding.
Race: Knight Elf Mohawk!(Human...White...Caucasian!)
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Sounds good then
All right then If that's ok. If it is Ill start a thread to go with this like we were talking about.
Would that be ok?
geniehunter said
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I sugest we don't put up anything for black yet and we don't have black show up yet. I think if you'd like you could make the story ark of what happened to black. I say black wasn't heard or disbanded if character knew of it.
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