@Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo
He cool.
He cool.
Thank
Wooshh
heyo!
Hi.
Just take the O off of hello and you get Hell.
It perfectly explains social interaction…
XD mood
(K….)
yup..//
There are reason I have no friends…
Just take the O off of hello and you get Hell.
It perfectly explains social interaction…
I like people…
I don’t like strangers.
I do! (ps. are we starting soon?)
(i hope so)
(Uhh. I hope too.)
(how many people are we waiting for to post their characters?)
(I think everyone posted characters)
(oke)
Let's start then!
(:3)
(Hella.)
"How's the dispensary coming?" Miloh asked, walking through the unfinished remodelling of the back.
"Pretty good, boss." The construction worker, Carlos, yelled back.
Miloh sauntered through the 'Employees Only' door, to come face to face eith his club.
"This truly is Elysium." He thought to himself
(AHH WAIT HERES MA BOI)
Name: Jay Miller
Gender: Male (He/Him)
Sexuality: Pan
Age: 24
Species: Hooman
Personality: Extorvert, lives off of Dr. Pepper and DiGiorno, makes horrible jokes and always tries to make people laugh, kinda dead on the inside, has trouble being serious/caring, loves making people feel good but can’t make himself feel good
Appearance: Freckly boy, reddish brown hair that’s kinda shaggy, piercing bl7e eyes, fair skin, slim build and tall boi at 6’2
Talents: Humor, v good at soccer
Flaws: Self-deprecating, possible sociopath, kinds dumb
Likes: Ships (the fandom kind), friends, cheeseburgers
Dislikes: Libraries, cooked vegetables, choosing things
Other: N/A
(( How do we jump into this one??))
(Just walk in the club.)
(@Graveyard_Smash I LOVE HIM!!!!!!!!!)
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