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The-Fallen-Lord
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[2012-06-26 02:33:13 +0000 UTC]
(Ireland)
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Favourites: 7; Deviations: 10; Watchers: 197
Watching: 140; Pageviews: 5272; Comments Made: 2085; Friends: 140
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[[ //bounces in and wraps arms around you//
Aiai wanna rp~ //whines whines//
Pretty please? ;w; ]]
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(allo allo... this is starna from this is the reboot/rp account... just to let u know///shot
Let me leave an rp starter.. cause... boredom...)
She walked around the dark alley, looking around if anyone had seen her. When she noticed the lamp post, she then remembered something. But she couldn't recall the thing she was about to remember. She shrugged it off and leaned on the lamp post, trying to remember a bit about her past, but it was all a blur.
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"Don't touch that! That's mine!" A voice barked from above angrily.
It was his favourite lamp post and he didn't want her mucking around with it. He had stained a few of the sides of said lamp post with blood that had trickled down, but to him it was just another touch to his cozy spot.
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"whoa!", she jumped a bit, getting startled from the stranger. She blinked a few times, holding her chest.. "sorry, but don't scream like that.. my heart is already broken that it's really sensitive...", she said.
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(( hey hey! it's me flanflan! i'm on the patchy account that i share with a friend ^_^
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((Patchy? o.o
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(( short for "patchouli" ^_^
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((Is that her name?
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((Is it Italian?
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(9 nope. it's from the tamil language. patchouli is a plant that can be used to make perfume ^_^
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((Hey, you can RP with crendessa if you want 
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((Yesh please! owo
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(( OK XD what do u want the RP to be about?))
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((I don't care! Whatever you like! X3
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(( hmm.... ........
....How about a bondage scene? 
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((Hmm, that's more visvajit's area XD
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(( what does visavajit mean? XD ))
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((It's Cal's brother. ewe He's a cold-hearted sadist.
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(( Oh god 
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((Yep his brother is that type
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(( okay then. So do you wanna start the rp off?
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((On here or the other account?
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((The other account XD ))
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((Okay! X3 I sent you a starter.
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[[ Haaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii~ > U <
You finally saw the pic I drew for you~ Kukuku~
Isn't she beautiful? ;D <3333 ]]
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((Yes she is and I saw it a while ago XD
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[[ fsdhfjkshdfkjshfkjh > 3 > I was waiting to see your reaction > w > ]]
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((It's adorable >u< Thank you! <3
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[[ You're more than welcome~ <3333 > U < <333333 ]]
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((I need to draw Zacky or Jan soemthing!
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[[ For his birthday? o v o He'd love it~ <3333 ; w ; Draw Zack~? ]]
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((I will try I have other things to draw too D: but I have time to do them now since
I finished a good chunk of my work
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[[ //pats// I know how you feel x3 Take your time to draw the best drawings~ <3333 ]]
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[[ > U < <3333 ]]
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((Hello! Would you like to start a new rp?
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[[ Sure, I'd love to ;D ]]
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((Should I or you?
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[[ Please start, you know I'm bad at starter xDDD ]]
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((Death sprite! Brittney.))
The little death sprite groaned annoyingly. She didn't have any souls to take to Heaven or Hell tonight and she was gravely bored. Her attire was a thick bandages wrapped around her breasts and jeans, which had blood spattered on them; The clothes she had died in. Little horns poked out of her dirty matted blonde hair. She poked a arm of some washed up body with the end of her stick that had an lantern on the other end. She was sitting on a grave stone.
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The vampire did not look so different from her, bound in
cloth that was bloodied from the maw down to parts of his neck.
And this is perhaps why he was so curious. She was like him but
because she was like him during his course over his mind snapped
back to his original state. He looked at himself realizing he was bound
and proceeded to remove the cloth, garments lying underneath. He
had no clue where he was but spotted her once again walking over to
her curiously.
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The death sprite perked up and smiled broadly, almost insanely. "Hello!"
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[[Boredom starter go!]]
Mina had been wandering through the crowded nighttime streets of London on her way to her "job". She was currently clad in a long black coat, red sunglasses, and a black cowboy hat to conceal her face from the mortals surrounding her. Beneath the coat was a very form fitting semi-formal dress and black stilettos, of which were making sharp clacks on the sidewalk pavement. She paused in front of a well known pub, opening the door and walking right inside, of course double checking to see if she was being followed or not before making her way to a hidden door near the back of the room
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And of course the womanizer, watched her from above with intrigue.
He wouldn't go into the pub, he had not interest to. Besides, he'd stand out. Not that he cared anyhow. He'd wait until she had her fill of whatever drink and see about approaching her. Cackling softly, to himself he knew that she was not what she seemed.
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She wouldn't be leaving the pub until the early hours of the morning it would seem. She looked around quickly again before opening the hidden door, the faint smell of blood wafting through before she walked through the door and sealed it shut behind her, walking down the stairs to the Underground
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The vampire could not stay no longer, retreating to his abattoir for
the daytime. During the time of his wait, he had grown bored, and killed
on of the human males that had walked out. Splatting his head against the brick wall, like a child having a tantrum.
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Mina blinked when she saw the dead body behind her red tinted glasses, raising a brow at it before waving her hand towards it,making it become swallowed in the shadows so no one would see it. She walked into the woods outside of the city towards an old abandoned mansion of which she called home, her hands stuffed into her pockets and a cigarette dangling between her lips
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