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4 yrs ago
Current I got my second shot for the vaccine and I feel like death.
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Hello, I'm Theory of Happy. I'm genderqueer, any pronouns work. I'm 23 years old, I have around 9 years of forum roleplay experience, and some chatroom roleplay experience. I'm usually not one to post long multi-paragraph posts to fluff out my character saying two words and doing afew actions that could be easily described in 1-2 paragraphs, I quite enjoy slow-burn romances, high fantasy, science fiction, and sometimes horror. I hope we get along swimmingly.

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I work overnights so I end up watching old sitcoms. I've enjoyed 'Sanford and Sons' and 'Married With Children'.
He must own a lot of dolls. It’s awfully quiet upstairs though.
Lil’ Tweety
I smell old school flash powder...huh. Must be a photographer upstairs. He seems to wear combat boots an awful lot though.
There seems to be a lot of prolonged shouting. Probably nothing, maybe a spirit bomb. Who knows?
The gentleman upstairs is dropping an awful lot of coins on the floor...
In Deify 4 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
Ack we posted at the same time.

Goddess of Vampires and Moonlight.
The Notorious R.E.D.
Banned for going back and forth all day.
"Let's see...kitchens, larder, servant's quarters, storage, guard barracks..." Liv listed as she looked into rooms as she passed by, trying her best to make it look like she was just a lost visitor as she wandered. "Now where would I keep the key to a massive cache of riches if I were royalty?" she thought to herself. When she saw guards patrolling some of the halls she would stick to an obscured corner and pass at the first opportunity, when she found herself near a room where she heard polite...if strained conversations.

"Shit, gotta hide." she said to herself, scrambling as she darted into a nearby broom closet, closing the door behind her as quietly as she could in her alarmed state. She took afew moments to correct herself before holding the door knob to keep the door from opening. In her other hand she took out that small silver triangle and winced as it unfolded into a fractal pattern wrapped around her fist, coating her entire right hand in the metal. It wouldn't kill anyone, hell it didn't even enhance any physical attributes, it was just programmable matter that she stole and turned into a multitool of sorts, but it would still hurt...alot.
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