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“ can i ask you  s o m e t h i n g? did i  m e a n  anything to you..  l i k e  at all? ”

                                                “ y e a h… you were my  h o p e ”

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woahjob:

I can’t hear you, my dick’s too big

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I miss this account

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It’s my birthday and I feel old D:

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I wanna rp, but I don’t know what character. Someone help

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Offering a smile at the girl she grabbed the phone dialing the number quickly. Muttering into the phone she paused as she looked at the girl. “Sorry, like what is the address here?”

Making a confusing face, she reached for the phone. “Can I see?” she asked, pressing her ear near the phone and frowning a bit. “Dang it, Ana-nice time to not pay a bloody phone bill!” Genny hissed, pulling out her cellpone and was glad she could hear the dial tone. “I got service on mine-here you go.”

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“I uh they were just like people I think.” Calla said arching her eyebrow at the girl. She knew she was a strange person, but this girl seemed like a different kind of strange. “Thanks.” She muttered dialing the number then frowning. “It’s like not working.”

“Oh yeah-that-we get that a lot around here. Demons, evil vamps, werewol-” she started to say and she started to find the phone, finding it buried underneath some empty cereal boxes. “Sorry….forget the last part. Here’s the phone,” Genny passed the girl the phone. “Didn’t mention anything about demons, evil vampires or werewolves.”

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I deiced I need thread where my baby Finn falls in love with a girl but she doesn’t love him and he is just there chasing after her buying her crazy things and extravagant gifts, spending his mothers money like crazy to try and win her, thinking money can buy her love and be like “I can give you anything you can think off, anything. Just be mine.” And she just rejects hims and he is all heartbroken but realized maybe money can’t buy her and where it goes from there who knows but I needs this.

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“God will you shut up? What do you want from me, an apology? Darling you knew exactly what you were getting into when we met.”

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“People are like not very nice.” She mused entering the house. Her arms wrapped around her body as she looked around. “I like just need to call a cab.” Calla muttered.

Genesis was practically home alone, loud rock music playing as she was dancing around before she heard someone knocking on the door. Cutting the music down, she walked to the door and opened it, seeing the girl. “Oh my god, you can use my phone!” she said as she pulled the girl in. “Wha-what happened to you?”

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Calla’s hands were shaking as she knocked on the door. Brushing her hair out of her face she winced as her hand touched the cuts on her face. As the door creaked open her eyes flashed up. “Oh like hi. Can I like use your phone please?”

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Trick stared at the girl listening for the footsteps to pass. As they neared he felt his grip tighten around the female. Only after they pass did he remove his hand.

Isabelle gripped at his hand as he placed it over her mouth but did her best to keep silent. Instead she glared at him, anticipating his next move.

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“Shut up and you don’t get hurt.” The boy muttered in a hush tone.

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“Plus tip?” She asked amused. “Don’t normal people not ask for tip? I mean don’t you just normally hope for the tips? Just seems odd to mention the tip.”

“You ordered the large bacon and onion pizza right? With stuffed crust? That’ll be $12.50. Plus a tip if you don’t mind. You’d think being around pizza so much would be amazing but actually it sucks.”

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Welcome to The Island

An uncharted island, far from any other visible land, is where the broken go. Teenagers with far too much misfortune in their short lives arrive on the sandy white beaches lost and confused. The island gives second chances, trying to fix those who arrive, but that’s easier said than done. Not only do residence have their own demons to face, they also found themselves stuck in the middle of a feud dating back to the original residents.

When the first few arrivals to the Island grew to loathe each other, after a vicious fight, four tribes were formed. The Marauders, the Natives, the Lost Ones, and the Forgotten drew their shares of territory on a map they had made of the Island and parted ways. They each figured out ways for new arrivals to join their groups; it was like a game to them. One thing stood out among each group, a sacred rule they had learned from past experiences: do not go over the fence.

With more damaged, abused, and broken individuals coming to the Island so frequently, the war between the three groups rages on. To fight your demons means a one way ticket out, but for now everyone just wants one thing –– to survive.  

Island Of Misfits is a literate group roleplay that focuses on character development, character interaction, and furthering each writers own unique writing talents. We are looking for new writers to join us in the dark and dramatic world that is The Island. Think you have what it takes to survive the Island Of Misfits?

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Hey roleplay tag Admin De here! After having to shut down for a bit due to the admins trying to figure stuff out I have decided to bring back this rp! Though we are going to go through major revamps and still have lots of work before we can reopen. Meaning Admin Britt and I are going to need some help. We are searching for a graphics admin to help us out! So if you would like to join in our wonderful family then look below the read more and fill out the application! We look forward to meeting out new admin!!

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“Are we talking about how much trouble I can be or how much trouble I am in now?’ The girl spoke her lip curled into a devious grin.  “Cause right now i’m probably a solid three.” But she could get to a ten in the blink of an eye.

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