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I’m back cleaning this blog up, maybe starting new idk.

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I’m coming back college just zapped me.

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вellaмy ιѕ нonoraвly dιѕcнarged aғтer вeιng woυnded ιn coмвaт. мυrpнy ιѕ a yoυng adυlт aттeмpтιng тo ѕalvage нιѕ lιғe aғтer aвυѕe aт тнe нandѕ oғ нιѕ мoтнer. вoтн ѕυғғerιng ғroм pтѕd, тнey мeeт ιn тнe waιтιng rooм oғ тнeιr тнerapιѕт’ѕ oғғιce and ғorge an υnlιĸely вond.

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I sincerely cant remember the last time that staff rolled out a feature that improved this website in any way

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I’m adding Dark! Bellamy as soon as my power comes back....

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//also, poor people without health care don’t always have formal diagnosises. My mom had a ton of undiagnosed mental illnesses and was able to “act right” long enough to get into the military. Same with her uncle and several other family members. One of my cousins even went so far to have the rural doctor who treated him destroy all record of him getting Rocky Mountain spotted fever. Got away with it too. He did develop lyme’s disease later if your wondering. Guess who treated it? The VA.

i cannot fucking believe i never realized this 

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Monty was sitting quietly in the window waiting on Jasper to get out of his  advanced chemistry class. He hated this time of the day, he was a little drunk and more than a little high on a cocktail of things they’d been making, stealing and also growing. He was marginally starving because he’s traded his rations again, to get some chemicals to try and make a new drug for the upcoming dance. He heard a sound breaking his stare from the window. “Oh, you, Ravenna. What brings you about?” Monty said in soft sleepy voice.

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“Don’t touch my dragons,” Alice giggled bouncing her children just slightly in the  special baby wearing device for twins. She wore a blue robe and bleach blonde  wig and had put Levana in a red dragon costume and Amar in a green dragon this one I can’t take credit for, it was Japser and Monty’s idea. What are you?” Alice asked smiling down at her children her face glowing at them.

“Oh how adorable! What are you for Halloween?” Faith coos to the young baby. She looks to Alice and smiles. “I like your costume as well.” 

@aconstellationofsinsx // halloween starter for alice

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@no-happi-endings

Klark and Leksa had no influence over Klaitem or her decisions. They were not her people. They were not believers in her religion or her ways. They spoke of peace while Azgeda destroyed her people. They made an alliance with Queen Nia. They spat on the face of peace when they allowed Azgeda in their Kongeda as one of its clans. Dominance and power were only gained through violence and death, not this illusion they created. If anything, they were an insult to the title of gona and heda. “Supplies,” Klaitem explained as she looked around them. Not that she could see much. “In return, I’ll give you a detailed map of the ice palace including where Queen Nia sleeps. I can also give you guard rotations. An assassin with enough skill could slip right in and take her out before anyone was the wiser.”

“I’m not looking for another war sweetheart, and I don’t have much in the way of  supplies as you can see. I can get you a meal and bed as long as you need it,  and I’ll handle Nia, Roan and Emerson all three in one swoop. You can count  on it,” Ezariah smiled look the woman up and down, she was thin and looked   brittle. Tougher than nails, but quite worn. He had vials upon vials of poison  possession just waiting to be used on those who deserve it. “Your thin, at least  eat tonight. We supplement the kids diet and our own when we can, the ark  rations aren’t much. Coming from enslavement to them must have you fucked  you’re head pretty bad.”

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"You want information on Azgeda, yes?"

“I suppose that depends on the price, see I’m not sure about you either dear. But, the fact they agreed to play nice with Emerson already speaks volumes. So, maybe sweetheart, what’s it going to cost? Because I can tell you right now Clarke and Lexa’s little game of laws and war matter very little to me,” Ezariah said to the woman in front of him. He knew why she was here, he viewed him as the same as her. Conquered by the sky people the same as she’d been by  Nia. That wasn’t quite true though, in his mind the sky people saved him from doing what he’d of had to do next. They did his dirty work, and he’d gladly pay what he did for his sister and kids. Almost, he gladly pay anything for them but for all he paid the universe could’ve given him the rest of his family too. His Kingdom and heritage had to be worth his uncle and boyfriend. All and all he didn’t care he wasn’t king of the bunker. 

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That’s actually kinda what happened...

Devon Bostick comes back for season 5 as one of the prisoners on the transport from the season 4 finale. “Jasper?! Jasper Jordan?!” Clarke stares at him in disbelief. The character who is Definitely Not Jasper plays with the sky goggles resting on top of his head. “Uhh what are you talking about I’m Jordan Jasper a completely new unique and different character Jasper Jordan whomst I Don’t Know Him I’ve never”

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@thetruealphasmccall

Alice sat quietly starring out the window of the

Farmhouse she lived in. She was perched on

the window seat looking out in the driveway

where the family’s van sat next to two empty

spots, one for the old truck her brother’s fixed

up and one for her father’s work truck. The

grass was slowly growing over the spot where

stepmother once parked. Just past the drive

was a dirt road, all sides fenced in, across the

road you could see the Bevender farm, and in

the distance miles past that you could just

barely make out the roof of the Blake’s barn.

If she turned her head to the right she could

see The Green farm, the land long since been

merged with her own, but a small piece cut off

and sold after an old shack and barn had been

fixed up. In the very distance she could see her

best friend’s chimney. If she turned to the left

she saw the Trikru group farm, then her other

best friend’s small farm. In the very distance

she saw smoke coming for town but no visible

buildings. But she did see a cloud of dust that

send her sailing back to reality.

What she was doing, why she was home, what

happened on the road. She hadn’t wanted to

go swimming, of course she hadn’t taken worn

anything less than a flannel or other men’s

long sleeved shirts and a pair of men’s jeans

since she came off the road months ago, not

caring if the late May heat was cooking berries

on the bushes. But nevermind her feelings of

not wanting to be undress or near a man she

didn’t know. She was here, waiting for the man

who bought the old house her brother’s fixed

up and sold. Some vet from California, young

guy grandad had said. To give him the key and

show him in. She stood heart full of dread as

the dust came closer and closer eventually

breaking the horizon. Eventually coming to stop

in the yard, and coming to the door to knock,

she gulped and walked to fetch the keys and

tie on combat boots quickly before heading to

the door.

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Can you guys reblog this post if you’re alright with other roleplayers politely declining the offer to rp? And if you would prefer this over being ignored?

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Okay so mobile replies are a go. Business as usual, I may ask for links to muse pages and rules.

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My computer is smashed so I won’t be doing replies till I figure that out.

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    SOMETIMES ALL A GUY NEEDS IS A LITTLE DOWNTIME. Some hotel out in the mid-west; a fully stocked bar; a beautiful girl behind the counter. Where else would he want to be? It was easy to say she caught his eye at first glance; easier to say he continued looking. He had already ordered his beer by the time she approached him, but the offer was NICE (albeit customary). “Yeah,” and it’s time to play it cool; adopt an air of confidence, “I made a bet with my brother before I came in here; said he’d pay me back for all my drinks if I managed to talk to the prettiest girl in the bar.” And the neck of the bottle points Alice’s direction; a smile on full lips; the soft print of CROWS FEET near his eyes. “And I’m lookin’ at her.”

It took everything in Alice not to lose her smile, not look uncomfortable with the comment. But she’d long since learned how keep it together, she was a few days away from eighteen, her wounds were far from fresh. So she smiled back ever so sweet despite wishing she’d worn a t-shirt instead of the tight tank top she’d worn because of the heat from sun that beamed in the windows. 

“Well I mean, I’m the only girl in the bar sir,” She laughed softly as she came a  bit closer to the man, as if she was interested knowing being on his good side  would come in handy later. “I’m Alice, so do you want the margarita, or maybe  some chips and salsa or something?”

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