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4 yrs ago
Current Baby, I'm Back. I'm back bay-bee!
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8 yrs ago
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8 yrs ago
I hate rubber bands. The kind they put in your mouth when you get braces. they fucking hurt.
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8 yrs ago
Still fucking bored
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9 yrs ago
F!CK!N BORED

Bio

I'm weird and love Adam Lambert.

Oh, and this, too.



I'm good with nicknames. My friend has short blonde hair, and it's really spiky. It sometimes makes him look like a shark when we're swimming, so I call him Sharkie or SharkBoy.

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Party Trick: (What do I put here?)


A surprising or special skill.

Here's an example
Party Trick
Leon is a genius when it comes to riddles


Do the funky chicken with and...


Drink vodka until they got drunk and...
@ViolentViolet!

I think you'll like this RP.
@ReaptheMusic yay! back on sooner than I thought!
Leon grinned. He liked Jun already. "I've had my eye on this dorm for awhile," Leon explained. "But since there's room, I guess I'll move in. You can call me Leo, by the way," he added. He took his crossbody bag off and set it at his feet, looking around the room. There seemed to be two bunk beds; one by the window, and the other one by the door. He tossed his bag onto the top bunk by the window, climbed the ladder, and lay on his back, his head hanging over the edge as he looked at the other two boys.

"I call dibs, amici," he grinned. Then he was struck by how much him and Jun looked alike. Same blonde hair and green eyes-although Jun had a different body type, and Leon almost swore Jun had longer lashes. "Hey Jun, we could pass as fratelli, did you notice?" He grinned. "I say we use it to our advantage, sì? Could come in handy."


@Mcmolly@ReaptheMusic
@ReaptheMusicGotta log off for a couple hours. i'll respond to your post later.
Let's play Add-On Story. Someone says something first, then you continue it.
Ready-
Set-
Go!
Once upon a time, there lived a giant whale-

@KRAZY J@Dynamo Frokane@MyCatGinger@Summer@dreamyteatime@Stern Algorithm@Roecoon@Narcotic Dollie@Knight of Doom
Leon Black


Leon observed the three story house with architectural admiration. The owner was probably an American tycoon, or businessman. He noted the cameras and their positions, guessing them to be the kind that had both audio and visual. A sly smile spread across his face. They would neither know his identity, or hear him coming. He jumped down from the cherry tree and landed on his feet, his left arm spread for balance as he wobbled slightly-he had misjudged the jump, and his ankle flashed with shooting pain for a moment. He rose cautiously, and darted towards the back entrance to the kitchen, right as both cameras were facing in different directions. The door was open and Leon peered inside, expecting clean swept floors-only to be met by rice paper all over the place. He grinned.

Someone was paranoid, and obviously thought that loud, crinkly rice paper would deter intruders. But the joke was on them; he was trained to walk on that stuff without sounding like a clumsy oaf. He smiled and stepped inside, balancing on the balls of his feet and proceeded to the fruit bowl, picking up an orange.

Knowing his way around a kitchen growing up worked to Leon's advantage as he quickly grabbed four more oranges, and four plates. He unsheathed a sai and peeled the oranges, removing all of the pith from the outside, then cutting across the grain into quarter inch slices, and removed the seeds. He had already boiled the vinegar and brown sugar before leaving, so all he had to do was divide the oranges evenly between five plates and drizzle them with the glaze, except for one. He had made two different glazes; one regular, and the other one spiked with a healthy dose of rhubarb leaf extract. The rhubarb added a delicious taste, but was deadly, and perfect for this job. His target had a large sweet tooth. All of this was done with swift efficiency.

Leon removed his cloak, cleaned his sai, and sheathed it in his hidden weapon belt. He folded his cloak, put it in his bag, and ruffled his hair before putting on white cotton gloves. He pulled out a foldable box with the name Death By Sugar on it, and walked upstairs to the parlor. He knocked politely, and the door was opened by a servant boy to reveal a fat man sitting at the head of the small table in a dark suit, and his business partners on either side of him. The fat man barked a sharp, “What do you want?”

Leon bowed. “I'm sorry to interrupt, sir, but the beautiful young woman a few blocks from here told me she wanted you to have these,” he said with a wink. The fat man's eyes gleamed.

"Bring it here, then." Leon did as he said and carefully set the regular plates before the business men, then placed the deadly one before the fat one. He bowed, left the box on the table, and left the room, shutting the door behind him. Once the door was closed, he took the gloves off and left them on the floor, then pulled his cloak on once more. Back on the first floor, he left two letter blocks on the kitchen counter, where he quickly cleaned up. He almost expected to be found out, his heart was pounding so hard, but nothing happened-no one jumped out at him, no surprise gunmen started after him, and no alarms went off. He sighed in relief.




@Mcmolly@ReaptheMusic
Leon parked his black ducati and looked down at his phone when he got a ping, signaling a text message.

Good job. You’ll find the money already transferred to your account.

Leon smiled.
I do my best. Pleasure doing business. Addio.

Addio.


He pocketed his phone and strolled off towards the dorms. He peeked his head in to a dorm he'd had his eye on for awhile, only to find two other people there.

"Maledetto, I guess I'll have to find a different dorm," he sighed, then brightened. "Ciao, I'm Leon Black."
Reading Hetalia Boyfriend Scenarios Because Why Not is going to make me cry again.
Leon Black



Nickname
Ghost Foot-Because he walks soundlessly sometimes

Age
18

School Year
Second

Gender
Male

Nationality
Italian

Personality
Leon is mostly calm, and always assesses the situation before jumping in, weather it's a fight or training. Most people take his passive aggressive stance as him being submissive, but often realize their mistake when they wake up the next morning and can't find any of their clothes, except for a shirt or a pair of socks. The only times when he's not calm is when he's listening to his favorite music, or when he's dancing-it's a hobby of his, but he's very serious about most times. Leon does not tolerate bullies, and will often straighten them out, especially if the one being bullied is a friend of his. he can be very fierce, and often shows it in his training.

Bio
Leon lived in Italy until he was ten years old, when he moved to Japan because his father wanted a change of scenery, and his mother wanted to build her dream cafe. He helped his parents build their own little bistro called Giardino d'Italia-Garden of Italy. Since he was family, he could work there, and it was his main source of money for many years. He started out as a waiter, then took on the role of Cook when the last one got fired, when he was a couple years older. he is a very good cook, and loves to make food for his friends.

Weapon
Twin Sais

Equipment
For climbing walls
Arm guards

Skills
-Swift
-Can perfectly mimic human voices and animal sounds
-Has an uncanny knowing of when someone is going to try to hit him-It's a self-defense mechanism
-He has learned how to make his whole body go still, to make it seems like he's a statue
-Is very good at not letting his impulses rule his actions, although it can slip sometimes
-Can walk soundlessly, even on rice paper

Other
Leon can speak Japanese, Italian, French, and English.
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