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8 yrs ago
Not gonna be on until later tonight!
8 yrs ago
Hey! Won't be on very much for certain reasons If you need anything, please PM me (Note: This Reeks of Havoc will be postponed until at least tomorrow sorry guys)
8 yrs ago
going shopping with mom and sister. brought $50 just in case there's a new game
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8 yrs ago
welp today has been terrible. time to rp my favorite characters and cry
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8 yrs ago
watching episode 1 of black butler at 1 am was probably not the smartest idea

Bio



regardless of mornings, the future doesn't scare me at all

Hiya~! My name is Shark, but you can call me whatever. I don't mind any name at all.

If you ever want to rp, just PM me. I don't mind. The sort of rps I like are generally romance (of any genders: MxM [especially], FxF, or MxF- any of them are fine!), fantasy (fantastical worlds are my favorite), and pretty much anything, as long as the plot is good. I don't want to rp a crappy plot. I'm not all for fandom-type rps (since I generally like new and fresh ideas), but I'm sure I could try if you want to that badly. I usually like at least one paragraph, nothing too fancy. Just no abbreviations while typing a post for the rp. That's all I look for.

Need a time schedule? Here you go:

Weekdays: 5:00 to 12:00 CST
Weekends: 2:30 to 12:00 CST

(Note: At 12 CST, my Wi-fi turns off and I can't get on it until the upcoming morning. Please understand that if I don't respond by then.)

Have a beautiful day!


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Meg quickly fixed the arm of the robot as it fell off, tinkering and testing it here and there to make sure it would stay on. Geez, this was hard. But this was also one of the only things she could do without being lazy or procrastinating. That was maybe because this was a favorite hobby of hers, not school work or house work or whatever the hell was thrown at her. She hated being forced to do things, and yet she still had to do them. She always wondered why that was: why did she have to listen to some adult tell her what to do? She had her own path carved out.

Margaret stopped what she was doing when the young male walked into the room. He looked younger. He was probably about her height, maybe even shorter, but she couldn't while she was sitting down and he was standing up. Her head tilted to one side, eyes looking over the male quickly before she concocted a plan. She had to make some new friends, and even though Hana was the closest thing she had, there was always a way to get more people to befriend her.

"Hey, you," she spoke loudly to him as he walked to the back of the class. Her eyes lit up with a gleam of curiosity, a smirk forming on her lips. She raised an arm in the air to beckon him over to where she and Hana were. "Come on, no need to be antisocial or scared. We're all classmates here, eh?" She mindlessly fiddled with her robot as she waited for him. "I'm Meg, by the way. If I may be so bold to ask, what's your name?"

@Oliver @Pudding
Meg glanced over as a new voice rang through her ears, and she saw a man Taft seemed to like music. Music was interesting and fun, but Meg herself would rather spend her time building things and dissembling things. How would she be able to build this kinds of things without the proper time? She shook her head to herself, returning to her thoughts.

That is, until she was tapped on the shoulder.

Looking over at the rambling girl, she blinked. Hana? This must be one of her roommates. She smirked a little as she rambled on about her, 'robo-chan.' And as she apologized, Meg didn't find her annoying nor clingy. In fact, she was kind of thrilled someone was interested in her robot.

"Well," she began casually, I don't really buy robots; no, no, too expensive. This little guy?" She tapped on the head twice, and the robot's eyes turned from a dull grey to a light blue. "He's currently under construction. I've made him so far, with a few spare pieces form here and there..." She pouted at the detached arm lying next to the leg-less device, the other arm sticking out of one of the sides. "I'll hopefully finish him up, soon. I can't wait to see what he does."

Meg looked up at the girl from her robot. "I'm Margaret Flinkstein. Call me Meg, though." She pulled out her hand, gesturing that they shake each other's hands. "I guess we're roommates and classmates, eh?"
Meg just wants to build shit
Margaret Flinkstein

Meg was barely paying attention to the teacher. She heard rules, then she drifted off to a small kind of dazed sleep. Of course she was tired; she had to come a long way from Yesda’s house to here. She needed and loved sleep, and no teacher was going to stop her now. No teacher had ever stopped her before, either.

As the Professor exited the classroom, she opened an eye to look around at her surroundings. An obviously embarrassed boy talking to Tori, one of her roommates. A guy getting super pissed about a bat the teacher took away. Mine wasn't doing much; just the same as Meg was doing herself.

‘Whatever,’ she thought roughly, standing up from her desk with a stretch. ‘Yesda said I should at least make some friends.’ She scanned the classroom, boredly looking for someone to talk to.

After a minute or so, she sat back down with a faint frown. Oh, come on. Who would want to talk to her, anyway? Everyone seemed preoccupied with themselves or making other friends, and Meg hated barging in on conversations. Pulling out a small robot-in-progress, she tediously began to work on it, staring intensely at the object of her interest.
goin to try for another post soon...without wrong spelling and etc

Go for it, dude
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Gee, thanks Mettaton XD
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Oh sweet sweet summer child.
This horrible abomination of nature.
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well this looks like torture XD
Margaret Flinkstein

Meg listened to the conversation and tried to follow along, but she instead resorted to examining the laptop of Tori’s. No matter how many times she saw what was used to make the device, she still felt a tingle inside of her that made her want to tear it apart and build something out of it.

As she mentioned Quirks, Meg snapped her head back to Mine. ‘What a silly name,’ she thought, then laughed a little to herself. “Seeing through electronic devices to see what they're made of, that's my Quirk. Yesda says it's natural in our family, and it's been carried down from generation to generation.” She gestured to her bottom-half of the bunk bed, with the fiber-weave around it. “Explains a lot, huh?”

Meg turned her head to see a new girl plop down on her bed. Her eyes lit up as she analyzed the heater. “Must be cold to the touch, huh?” She joked, not actually knowing her Quirk. Then, ever so slightly, she scooted over to the bed, an unusually intense look on her face.“...Later, do you mind if I take a look at your heater? I've never examined one up close before, and I'd like to see what's inside.” She slowly moved to look under the mattress, but stopped, knowing that this girl probably wouldn't let her.

@Rune_Alchemist@RumikoOhara@Dannyrulx
Meg's probably just gonna be like "Give me a device and I can promise you I'll pass"
If we're being honest here, I'm really excited for this
I've been wanting to rp Meg for a while now
Also excited for how she'll react to her new classmates XD
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