forum Aye, let's get this RP, people!
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shurikenwolfbadass_13

(Wow, this got active! Cool!)
Character: Connor McGraves
Looks: Has short, thick black hair in a crew cut, light blue eyes, a dark red, ring-shaped birthmark on the left side of his neck, very tall, well made.
Personality: Somehow manages to be both kind and caring, and sick and twisted, a jerk with a heart of gold, has a really unique personality and all.
Powers: He can summon, hide, and turn into, his "ego", or "familiar" who has the following abilities
-Superhuman senses, stamina, agility, and durability.
-Pyrokinesis, can create, destroy, and control fire.
-Physics defying ingestion, can eat creatures around his size or larger in seconds, usually leaving nothing but a bloodstain or something..

jessica moon

okay gotta find a partner of the oppisite gender uh she looked aroung the room she never liked to ask people to be there parther

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"Oh, FUCK," Sam exclaimed loudly. "Hey teacher, what if we're genderfluid?" they asked.

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"Okay, then…" Sam muttered. "Hey, do we want to be partners?" they asked Jessica, looking like they'd rather swallow a dead fly. "No for me, but I kind of have to, so…"

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(They just dislike everyone in general, until they get to know them better.)

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"Alright. Reproduction," Sam said, leaning back in their chair. "You put a dick in a vagina, and tada! A baby nine months later. I am not ashamed to corrupt innocence,"

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Sam kept looking up almost anxiously at the door. "Where is that son of a gun? (Connor)" they muttered, tapping their fingers on the table rapidly.

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Sam grinned. Not a particularly cheerful one, mind you. More like the grin of someone who is about to strangle a person who wronged them somehow. They stalked towards the back and slammed their palms on Connor's desk. "You b@st@rd," they hissed. "Oh, hello Kiera. Can you move back a bit? I'd hate to get bloodstains all over those striking boots of yours," (What do you think Connor did?)