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Hi everybody! I know I have been gone from this account for years it seems like. I feel the muses returning however and I would love to get back to playing these guys. I feel it would be best if I dropped all current threads I have currently, so please like this so I can message you or please message me and I would love to plot or maybe pick up the thread we had before! I missed you guys so much and I'm sorry for vanishing.

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In the middle of Louisiana, one of the most spiritual places in the world sits Tutus Portus, or Safe Place. The home was started as a boarding house and healing center for Supernaturals to come, relax and live in a safe environment… but with so many spiecies at one another’s throats and hunters in their mists how long will it stay that way?

Adult smut and dark themes heavy group  OC rp, opening as soon as we get 4-5 apps.

  The Plot  ~ Rules ~ Open Charcters~ Suggested Characters  ~ Application 

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So my muses here are suffering and starting to go out. So, I am putting this blog on semi-haitus. I will still answer threads but I won't really be starting anymore. I have joined an rp group and I applied for another one. So, just so you guys know where I am.

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"Oh darling, you haven't seen anything like me before. It's cute that you think you're steps in front of me." Cami's smile was nearly cruel but it had a sweetness to it, not unlike a poisonous flower or fruit."

"Killing or ruining lives? Either can be just as fun as the other, what do you say?" Cami wanted to see where this man lay, it was very important, the answer was. Killing was always fun, but ruining lives showed a maliciousness that she truly craved. 

"Fairness isn't part of my package." Her voice flat, adding danger with the lack of emotion.

Raising Hell is all in the Title

  A small laugh came from him. “You’re kidding me right? Y’actually think that I can’t handle anything y’throw at me? Got another thing coming, sweetheart. It’s the exact opposite.” His smile lingered on his lips as he held her eyes. She was really something, he’d give her that.

He liked the tone of her voice. The breathlessness and the way that she was grasping onto the pleasure, the bait made him entirely eager. “Guess that’s up to you, right? Ladies, first.”

Stepping back from her he looked down at the mess of a dead guy. The blood and the lack of life lingering o the corpses features. “Looks like y’didn’t play fair with him either.”

A quick glance was given to her over his shoulder. “Better make it quick before I get bored.”

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"I figured you did."

      “—I know you’re there.”

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"Cami really is the best. The most I will give you is Camiila Meter."

  He chuckled. “Your name is just fine.”

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My Queen gave me more than I can handle and I don't know how I'm suppose to pretend to be a mortal principal at a "High School" and that is the last thing I need in my life."

"I am one gay black kid getting punched in the face away from a nervous breakdown."

She tried to not laugh at that…she really did. She cleared her throat and shook her head to stopfrom laughing.

           ”Okay… okay. Not funny. I’m sorry. What can I do to help?”

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"This better work..."

  “Just stay really still…”

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I'm on the left with the sparkly shirt

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Happy Pride to my mythicals: the bisexuals, asexuals, pansexuals, aromatics, demisexuals and anyone else who “doesn’t exist”. We are real and we are here to kick ass

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                                                      Do not                                                               hurt                                                            her

                                                                      I will                                                                          rip ��                                                                           you                                                                                 apart.

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Plot # 53: The Fear of Falling Apart (inspired by Panic! at the Disco’s This is Gospel, suggested by sexylittlequeen) 

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The real reason Marius doesn't go to meetings anymore.

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"..."

'SPIT IT OUT!'

Send ‘SPIT IT OUT!’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!

[Cami & Ike]

11.

"I am a cannibal."