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Born: May 02, 2016 Forum Topics Started: 0
Race: Slayer Forum Posts / Replies: 6
Affiliation: The Lycans Den Mail Replies Sent: 121
Home City: Tokyo Mail Sent: 32
In Union With: Not in Union Last Login:
Currently Online:
06/12/19 at 8:37 am
Current Mood: Disappointed  Disappointed 
It's a long way back from here...
Special Items:
 My Minion Raiding Party can beat up your Minion Raiding Party
White chocolate Otter Pops - Easter 2017
Best RP February 2018
Best RP March 2018
Best RP May 2018
Blood Dagger commemorating the Bloodletting 12th Anniversary
Best RP November 2018
I Celebrated Christmas 2018 in the Realm
Best RP March 2019
Cersei gave me the sniffles - Red Death 2019

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John Doe

Adara Litvinova

Bennie Norh

Last five threads posted in:
ForumSubjectLast Post
RealmHalf Measures
Created by Gideon Abernathy
RealmPlaying with Food
Created by Remington Agnes
Liana Ankov 05/03/19 Sorry for the late congrats on PotD. But congrats!!!
WildKat 04/30/19 You managed to break out Saito Eiji. "You're Free."
Mackenzie 03/10/19 Only your number one friend would tell you to f-ck off.

F-ck off.
Mackenzie 01/24/19 🖕🏻
Mackenzie 12/16/18 ...what is yeet?
Mackenzie 12/16/18 ᵢ ₛₕₒᵤₗ𝒹 ᵦₑ ᵧₒᵤᵣ 𝒻ᵢᵣₛₜ ᵦₑₛₜ 𝒻ᵣᵢₑₙ𝒹.
Yoshima 12/09/18 Oh what's up, me? I mean, your face looks awfully familiar...
Mackenzie 11/19/18 Good.
Mackenzie 11/19/18 Iím waiting.
Mackenzie 11/19/18 Physics.
Mackenzie 11/18/18 Talk to me.
Mackenzie 11/03/18 Oh hey.

You're a tw-t.
Mackenzie 08/17/18 Is $22 even enough to buy a Happy Meal? F-ck.
Mackenzie 08/01/18 Murder her.
Mackenzie 08/01/18 ...who is the first?
Mackenzie 05/27/18 Nah, bruh. I have ten first best friends.
Don't get this sh-t twisted.
Mackenzie 05/25/18 What is this second best friend bullsh-t.
Mackenzie 04/20/18
Adara Litvinova 04/12/18 Well, damn. Here I was thinking it was all that boiled cabbage the Irish seem to really like.
Adara Litvinova 04/08/18 -stares-
You know what you should do?
Come home. Stinking Mackenzie beat me to you last time.
Not happening again.
Mackenzie 03/17/18 "Jaysus, Eiji," Mackenzie looks the man over. "You look like sh-t. Have a f-cking drink and lighten up. It's a goddamn holiday."
Mackenzie 03/12/18 What the... hook. a girl. up.
WildKat 03/12/18 Congrats on PotD!
Mackenzie 03/11/18 ...well, you didn't show up for your shift, today.
Kind of bummed.
Was looking forward to being fanned with a giant leaf.
Gray Taylor 03/10/18 Gray is about to start in on the person on the other end of the line, already forgetting about the minor physical encounter from moments before. There are far more pressing matters. He is midsentence, cruelty on the tip of forked tongue when there is a weight at his collar followed by a pull. It catches him off guard, and Gray stumbles in his step, falling back as he works to regain himself.

Next comes the pain. For just a second, his vision is lined with stars. His phone is clenched in tight fist, silent, and it takes seconds for the stunned man to regain himself. "What the F-CK?" He's jerked himself free, turning to face his assailant as he massages his now tender skull.

Deep breath.
Gray Taylor 03/08/18 Irritable, the suited man walks down the street carelessly with his phone pressed to his ear. He is listening. Whatever it is he is hearing, he does not like. It is plain as day, etched into storm colored eyes and told through a set jaw. And, as he turns a corner, his shoulder collides with that of another.

A look, tired and hard, would be passed without apology before he returns to his disappointing conversation, muted demands for the person on the other end to do something trailing in his wake.
Mackenzie 02/23/18
Tanvir Buckley 02/04/18 "Eat people? That sounds barbaric, don't you think? Eat people. Ha. No, I don't eat people."

But there was something in the way she said it, a glint in her eye and the hint of a playful smirk upon her lips that told otherwise.

"Gosh, you remind me so much of someone I used to know. Maybe you just have one of those faces, but...well, anyway, never mind you obviously know who I am, so fancy giving up a name in return?"
Mackenzie 02/03/18 And f-ck the censor, too.
Katherine Murray 01/25/18 Getting phone numbers to contact the newer members of their ragtag bunch was easy. Figuriung out what to say when you're socially inept; not quite as effortless.

New Person2

Are you a real human?
Care to donate to science?
I am Katherine.
Mackenzie 01/24/18 What about April, though? That's a total joke.
Mackenzie 01/24/18 I feel as though I was just brought into the circle of trust.
Mackenzie 01/21/18 Fantastic.
There's a bar across the pond.
Bunch of crazies with a bunch of moonshine.
And a bunch of crazies in here.
Too late to turn back.
Welcome to the jungle.
Mackenzie 01/21/18 Yes. But free.
Mackenzie 01/20/18 I have this thing that keeps people from being homeless. It's pretty inventive. The first of it's kind.
Mackenzie 01/20/18 You are exceptionally homeless.
El Orlav 11/17/17
Camille 09/10/17 Camille is a monster. A terror. The woman takes pride in her shenanigans, often inciting them when lulls of activity inside the institute brought bounds of silence and calm. There weren't necessarily a lot of members who stuck around all the time - a feat that Solitude boasted over and above many of the other sanctuaries in the Realm. It was a place to go when you needed it. An intermittent family in the event that you found yourself alone...

When Camille is alone, questionable things happen.

She's not sure where Eiji is, but the room that he frequented was empty. That's good news for her. She could slip in and set her trap without being discovered (or so she's sure). What was she planning?

Paper. Paper everywhere.

Instead of a bucket of at the top of the door, she'd set up a a cardboard flank that would balance a ream of off white printer paper. If the door were touched just a hair too quickly, the paper would scatter across the room like snowflakes. Elsewhere, he'd find intricately folded origami animals in the nooks and crevices of the room. One might be surprised in the number of these things Cami had managed to fold up over the course of a few months. Some days she was so bored that she'd crafted boxes of them.

With a snicker, she disappears. Camille strikes again!
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