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deleting this blog tomorrow. screenshot what you can. bye

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"Wow. Poor him." He glanced to the side, discreetly scanning the area. "Are you here with a date? I see a lot of people have some. I don't, of course- honestly, who would want to be seen with me?"

(@askdawnbby) jack meets up with dawn again i dunno ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

(nice)@askdawnbbyHow had he already managed to lose Wolfgang and Clubs- no, Adam and Clubs. Use his real name.Glancing around worriedly, he weaved through the tight-knit crowd, past people with dates and people who could actually fucking socialize. He accidentally collided with someone, and backpedaled, already spewing out hurried apologies until he saw the person’s face. “I- Oh, haven’t we met before?” It was that girl he had met on the street.Well that wasn’t a sentence he wanted to remember someone by. “… Dawn, was it?”

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"Yeah, that's me. Heh, I wasn't really planning on coming until my friends dragged me along." He smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. "Well, it's nice to see you again!"

(@askdawnbby) jack meets up with dawn again i dunno ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

(nice)@askdawnbbyHow had he already managed to lose Wolfgang and Clubs- no, Adam and Clubs. Use his real name.Glancing around worriedly, he weaved through the tight-knit crowd, past people with dates and people who could actually fucking socialize. He accidentally collided with someone, and backpedaled, already spewing out hurried apologies until he saw the person’s face. “I- Oh, haven’t we met before?” It was that girl he had met on the street.Well that wasn’t a sentence he wanted to remember someone by. “… Dawn, was it?”

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(@askdawnbby) jack meets up with dawn again i dunno ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

(nice)@askdawnbbyHow had he already managed to lose Wolfgang and Clubs- no, Adam and Clubs. Use his real name.Glancing around worriedly, he weaved through the tight-knit crowd, past people with dates and people who could actually fucking socialize. He accidentally collided with someone, and backpedaled, already spewing out hurried apologies until he saw the person's face. "I- Oh, haven't we met before?" It was that girl he had met on the street.Well that wasn't a sentence he wanted to remember someone by. "... Dawn, was it?"

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yo anyone up for a Spring Gala interaction w the boys specify which boy(S) they’re all dressed in matching fancy shit I’ll get a picture in a second

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Spades: Character creation and story writing. He makes a lot of stories in his free time, and his room is practically flooded with unfinished rough drafts and character designs. Wolfgang: Magic. Before he was forced to switch roles to maintain loyalty, it was more than a hobby- it was his lifestyle. Now that the Covens exist, he can't openly use it much with nighttime tasks anymore with the fear of being forced into a coven and having his mafia ridiculed, so he keeps it hidden and only uses it at home as a small hobby. Clubs:Work. I'm not joking here. All he ever does is work and bitch. (Sounds like a certain jailor, huh?)(Haha jk I love Nathan.)

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Send me a ...

✦ to learn about my character’s family

♒ to learn about my character’s childhood

⌨  to learn about my character’s education

❤ to learn about my character’s past relationships

♣ to learn about my character’s wardrobe

☀ to learn about my character’s hobbies

☢ to learn about my character’s phobias

♬ to learn about my character’s music taste

✏ to learn about my character’s reading habits

❈ to learn about my character’s eating habits

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OOC

Hey guys, since the ask blog community doesn’t exactly have a set time period, some of us are asking to put what period your canon is/roles are in (it doesn’t have to be specific).

(The reason why they can still meet is because of some rip in time.)

Please reblog this to spread the word!

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"Orville? I... think I know where he lives. ... Yeah, I know where that is." He smiled lightly. "It's... ah... this way!" He looked around, pointing in the general direction of Orville's house. "Do you need me to take you there, or are you good from here?"

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((nice thanks))The new self-appointed Godfather was on the streets, alone despite the hour. He scanned the area for possible mafia members- anyone who was open and looking for work. In the distance, he saw a lone girl. “Don’t be creepy.” He muttered to himself. No way in hell he was just going to walk up to her, especially with the fact that he probably looked like the little mermaid on crack, having forgotten to tie his hair up. (In reality, his hair was amazing.)So he awkwardly stood there, a ways away from the girl, looking around. And of course, she spoke to him.

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au idea

the Mafia, the other mafias, the covens, the neutral teams, and the town are all college frats

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Covens. They were popping up everywhere. You couldn't be a witch and not have a coven. You couldn't be a witch and work with the Mafia. He'd be witchhunted (quite literally) if he didn't find or make one soon. He couldn't possibly leave Spades and Clubs alone, though. Magic or mafia. Magic or mafia. His life or his family. He chose his family. -Wolfgang has changed roles from Witch to Ambusher.-

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"Oh." He relaxed a little bit. Just some random lost girl. "Sure." He smiled weakly. "My name's S- Jack." Well <I>that</I> wasn't suspicious at all. Completely natural. 'I'm a damn idiot.' He thought to himself. "Okay, so, where do you need to go?"

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((nice thanks))The new self-appointed Godfather was on the streets, alone despite the hour. He scanned the area for possible mafia members- anyone who was open and looking for work. In the distance, he saw a lone girl. “Don’t be creepy.” He muttered to himself. No way in hell he was just going to walk up to her, especially with the fact that he probably looked like the little mermaid on crack, having forgotten to tie his hair up. (In reality, his hair was amazing.)So he awkwardly stood there, a ways away from the girl, looking around. And of course, she spoke to him.

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"Hello." He awkwardly responded. "Do... you need something?" God, he hoped this girl wasn't going to try to kill him or something. He just needed some people to hire. She looked innocent enough- a stark contrast to Spades, who wasn't really the kind of guy you'd trust on sight. Tensed in quiet fear, he awaited a response.

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((nice thanks))The new self-appointed Godfather was on the streets, alone despite the hour. He scanned the area for possible mafia members- anyone who was open and looking for work. In the distance, he saw a lone girl. “Don’t be creepy.” He muttered to himself. No way in hell he was just going to walk up to her, especially with the fact that he probably looked like the little mermaid on crack, having forgotten to tie his hair up. (In reality, his hair was amazing.)So he awkwardly stood there, a ways away from the girl, looking around. And of course, she spoke to him.

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im down- (@askdawnbby)

((nice thanks))The new self-appointed Godfather was on the streets, alone despite the hour. He scanned the area for possible mafia members- anyone who was open and looking for work. In the distance, he saw a lone girl. “Don’t be creepy.” He muttered to himself. No way in hell he was just going to walk up to her, especially with the fact that he probably looked like the little mermaid on crack, having forgotten to tie his hair up. (In reality, his hair was amazing.)So he awkwardly stood there, a ways away from the girl, looking around. And of course, she spoke to him.

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anyone open to rp? I need to do something with The Boys™ but I'm too scared to send a starter

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dunno how to do old cars but this is a thing messy sketch of the boys™

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Spades stared himself down in the mirror. There wasn’t any paperwork. Because The Godfather was gone and there wasn’t a replacement. He couldn’t go without work. He wasn’t going to risk looking for another boss- he could run into the wrong person. Wolfgang’s powers couldn’t work forever. He couldn’t keep the group alive with the black market and witching people to take their money alone. And Clubs had little to no skills other than blackmail. He was shit with a gun, even angrier and corrupt than Spades (and the angry part was no small feat), was pining like an idiot, and was overly protective of Spades. There wasn’t a Godfather. There wasn’t a solution. Spades looked at the mirror again. Unless. Unless he took control. He hated godfathers. Every terrible memory tied to them constantly clawed at his mind whenever he even looked at his gun. Hell, he didn’t even want to be in the mafia. He would have been fine being just an escort or maybe a doctor like his mother wanted. But now he wasn’t alone, and carried the weight of two people on his shoulders. So he had to be stronger. Take control. You have been promoted to a Godfather!