@ImNotCrazyImAFangirl
“That means you-“ he cut his sentence off. I was not prepared for this.
“That means you-“ he cut his sentence off. I was not prepared for this.
“Nice to meet you, Soulmate.” Chester grinned.
He flushed red and started stammering something. God, what do I do? What do I do?
"Do you think you could show me some of your paintings sometime?"
She blushed. "Yeah, sure. I'd love too. As long as you show me your game designs and stuff."
He smiled. "I'm working on one right now. It's called 'senseless'. That game is the biggest project I've ever done, I've been working on it alone for about two years."
She smiled. "What's it about?" She asked curiously.
He flushed red and started stammering something. God, what do I do? What do I do?
“Wanna get some coffee?” Chester smirked, leaning on the window of the wall.
(Lol, srry I have a speech due today…)
Estel looked down to her crimson watch, checking the time. "Shoot! I forgot I need to go see the doves!" She exclaimed, "You want to come?" Gathering herself, she stood, watching the seconds tick by. She had promised herself to watch the doves that day, more inspiration, maybe she could write a poem. She could take a couple feathers, use the colours of the doves. Use the symbol of the doves, Peace.
“U-uh, sure, I… guess,” he stuttered. Stop smirking, you smug bastard.
“But I’m pretty sure you already went to the coffee shop or some cafe because…” Chester said, looking down at his stained clothing.
“Yea, Yeah I did,” he said. “But I never got to drink it, so, uh…”
“Let’s go to the shop you just went to then,” Chester said, bouncing on his toes.
“Um, yeah, sure,” he said, gesturing to a small cafe on the other side of the street. It had a very nice aesthetic, with the word lesBEAN written in a cute, bubbly font across the top.
“Pfft,” Chester said looking at the store name, “nice shop you went to.”
“Um, thanks?” Was that sarcasm?
“C’mon, let’s go. It’s not like some limo is going to come and pick us up to go there.”
"It's kinda complicated," Cade admitted. "But you play as a powerful being that got killed and got ressurected, and your objective is to take revenge on your murderer."
(Yo that actually sounds cool)
(Sell that shit to Artifex Mundi)
(So this isn't related to anything, but I was looking through a bunch of stuff and I just-
"They say 70% of you is H20. Well the other 30% of me wants2die."
"My memes are ironic, my depression is chronic."
"You may be cooler than me, but do you have crippling anxiety?"
Finger guns)
(do we create our tattoos or do we get them?)
(@Ladyabby gives them to you)
(Thanks!)
Name: Josephine Snow
Age (16-30): 23
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Caucasian
Profession: Waitress
Appearance: Silver hair, grey eyes, tan skin
Personality: Sassy at times. Mostly quiet.
Backstory: Josephine was an only child. Her mother was incredibly kind and sweet, while her father was bitter and, at times, evil. When Josephine was 15, her mother passed. Her father was horribly cruel to her and would hit her. Once, Josephine's father threw a broken bottle at her, which she managed to dodge, getting a deep gash down the side of her shoulder. Josephine ran away at age 17, but not before stealing her mothers necklace which housed her wedding ring. Josephine bunked with a friend until she could get a job and get back on her feet.
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