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infernapegirl replied to your post: “i want to make a crowley blog [head in hands]”:
*whispers* do itttt
*sweating nervously* i'm not sure i'D BE GOOD ENOUGH
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i want to make a crowley blog [head in hands]
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URSUSEREMICUS: a surprisingly cuddly spy from London, England who goes by the codename of ‘Bear’
☀ i have told all of my enemies }
♔ 7 years roleplay experience, 4 years tumblr roleplay
♔ indie blog
♔ open to crossovers and ocs
♔ nsfw friendly, but NOT smut friendly
♔ shy mun, but is happy to roleplay with anyone!
♔ tends to be more on the serious side, crack is rare, but not shunned!
♔ open to para/one-liners/etc
{ very politely to go home ☀
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*winks at all my new followers* *leans on a door and falls over* hey lets thread
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                    "Oh, I believe you, I truly do."                                          Did he, really?
                    "I could be mistaken. I don't frequently touch the newspaper, yet perhaps I caught a glimpse of your face on the front page."
                    Pretty little lies, he had enough to spare.                          Yet if this man was famous, why could Bernard not place a name to him?
                    "I hope it's not too terribly rude of me to ask for your name."
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        it fell hard, th’ mammoth liege-lord & his castle, the umbrella corporation —— he with golden crown the sole catalyst.
        ’ i've been present in many places. at many times. '
        a familiar set-up, inferreth this t y r a n t.
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                    "Is it, now? I'm afraid that isn't where I've seen you."                                A familiar face, yet not one he could place a name on.                                             Just where had he seen this man before? It would continue to be a mystery; yet perhaps if he could get a name...
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        ’ seeing as how my face is currently plastered over every major science and business related publication, i should hope so. ‘
        certes this doubt holds validity, stand agaz’d at him, yea ; mortal husk deceives as truth eludes. 
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singlasses started following you
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                    "You remind me of someone," the worst part is, he couldn't remember who.                                 Not because this man radiated pure danger, or anything.                                                              No, that mattered not.
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hello i'm gonna be following some people i follow on my thomas o'malley blog (inthealleys) so if you see this and know me from there then hey--
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                    Blood was always difficult to wash off.
                    Scrubbing, scrubbing, and scrubbing, the red substance that had dried and cracked over his hands refused to come off. His felt felt as if it were going raw with each run of the sponge, it stang when the soap got on it. Bernard cursed and spat as he washed himself. Torture was messy work, he ought to be used to it by now.
                    Maybe used to the pain screams and howls for mercy, but not for the mess that came afterwards. Disposing of the body, cleaning up the room, then cleaning up himself. At least he wouldn't be worried about the police on his tail--what he was doing was what the government wanted.
                    How corrupt.
                    It was no fun job, that was for sure.
                    Carefully, he wiped the blood on his face off with a wet cloth. It came off easily, unlike the blood that had previously soaked his hands. As much as he disliked killing, he still marveled in how the blade so easily sliced through skin, how a hammer could knock someones skull in, a gun could blast a large hole through their body...
                    Corruption brought corruption.
                    Next thing he knew, he'd be laughing as the men he tortured screamed and cried.
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URSUSEREMICUS: a surprisingly cuddly spy from London, England who goes by the codename of 'Bear'
☀ i have told all of my enemies }
♔ 7 years roleplay experience, 4 years tumblr roleplay
♔ indie blog
♔ open to crossovers and ocs
♔ nsfw friendly, but NOT smut friendly
♔ shy mun, but is happy to roleplay with anyone!
♔ tends to be more on the serious side, crack is rare, but not shunned!
♔ open to para/one-liners/etc
{ very politely to go home ☀
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