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ooc; Wow, I was going to reply but after several hours of homework and a day-long headache, I'm just not feeling it.

      But hey! thanks, people who replied to those starters/made me one! Everything's drafted for when my mental energy's back up. I'll reply soon!

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ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ...

{ ｂａｓｉｃｓ }

> Name: Jamal > Age: Unknown, appears to be in his early 20s > Species: Genie

{ ｂｏｌｄ   ｗｈａｔ   ａｐｐｌｉｅｓ }

drinker smoker done/does drugs knows what a broken heart feels like has committed a crime suffers a physical disability (if you’re one to count a mutation) suffers a mental disorder  has experienced severe trauma

{ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓ }

> Biggest fear: Mistakenly using  his powers to hurt someone else again, getting too closely attached to others. > Recurring nightmare: Drowning > Something they miss: Having a place to call home. > Biggest regret: Failing to forsee the potential consequences of wish granting. > Pressure point: Back of neck > A secret: He's gotten people killed?

{ ｐｉｃｋ   ｏｎｅ }

fire or water mother or father to hurt or be hurt eerie or gory unrequited love or no love

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覚醒詰め２ by ヒトナリ

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Rightful King Inigo

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New York, NY 2013

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"The monkey's his uncle?"

      “Well, humans are related to monkeys. — Wouldn’t shock me.”

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Stater sentences inspired by The Lion King

"I despise guessing games."

"Forgive me for not leaping for joy."

"You're so weird."

"Be prepared."

"You have no idea."

"Anything but that!"

"Let me get this straight."

"Did I miss something?"

"I don't believe it."

"The monkey's his uncle?"

"Please don't eat me."

"Are you talkin' to me?"

"Ya shouldn't have done that."

"No, look harder."

"I can't go back."

"You said you'd always be there for me!"

"Ahh, so you haven't told them your little secret?"

""Tell me it's not true."

"Murderer!"

"It was an accident!"

"Don't ever do that again!"

"We'll always be together, right?"

"Stop that."

"Ow! Jeez, what was that for?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Temper, temper."

"I wouldn't dream of challenging you."

"Pity! Why not?"

"Pinned you again."

"This is so humiliating."

"We could get in big trouble."

"I laugh in the face of danger. Ha ha ha ha!"

"You can't do anything to me."

"You could have been killed!"

"I'm surrounded by idiots."

"No, fool. We're going to kill him/her."

"You are such a naughty boy!"

"Can we keep him?"

"I saved you."

"Hey, Boss!"

"Forget it!"

"Very peculiar."

"What made you come back?"

"You don't deserve to live."

"Why should I believe you?"

"I'm not like you."

"Run. Run away. And never return."

"Ewww, gross."

"Not in front of the kids!"

"Life's not fair, is it?"

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?"

"Cactus-Butt?"

"I am a genius."

"Asante sana Squash banana, Wiwi nugu Mi mi apana!"

"I think you're a little confused."

"Pay attention!"

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100 Songs I Really Dig (in no particular order)

90. Heartless // Kris Allen

Kris Allen has the incredible gift of making any song sound like he wrote it. The night he sang this song on American Idol was the night he beat Adam Lambert and Danny Gokey. This isn’t the acoustic version he sang on the show, but a pop-rock version from his album, but I love it just the same. People who are able to take someone else’s work and make it sound new are my favorite. 

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scalesofwrath:

                       ” —— Just a spill, don’t freak out. “

        A slip of the hands, and as clumsy as Elizabeth was, this surely was a very loud clung. Three mugs had fallen, breaking when they collided with the wood floor. Leaving a puddle of wasted ale, and a content expression still rested upon the owner’s face. 

                      ” Sorry, Sir. “

     "A-ah... Oh. It's fine..." Well, he felt silly for overreacting-- at least, that's what he thought he did when he noticed the owner's nonchalant expression. That was quite a spectacular fall, but this was a bar. Maybe he had seen things of way more significance in his line of work. The sword on his back also meant that he was more than just a simple, short, yet qualified bartender. 

      "So... What's that sword for? Do you practice swordplay in your spare time?"

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aniakuma:

          ❝—..Uh, I didn’t do it.❞

"Well, that's a load of bull--"

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aisumadoushi:

◣  ストリッパー ◥

              S H O C K was quick to become evident as a result of the unforeseeable appearance before him. though  magic  &.  anything of the sort is in no way new to gray, bewildering cords were  tugged upon. lips which had detached in surprise                   sealed  solely for saliva to accumulate into a sizable gulp, as the frosty personage acted   without  further  ado  with  appropriate  precaution  by distancing himself slightly [ but boldly ].

                                           an encounter with a weirdo was overdue.

                ’ d-don’t just pop outta nowhere &. then talk casually!!                   who                     the                    hell're                   you?! ‘

      "Whoa, whoa! No fair! I was asking you a question first!" 

      Jamal sounded irate with the fact that his question was left unanswered, but he was merely supressing his amusement with the mysterious man's reaction. Eventually, though, he couldn't contain the urge to laugh any longer. The genie loved bewildering others with his powers, only one of them being a major exception.

      "Haha, my bad!" he apologized, playful laughter causing his usually serene and undisturbed speech to sound a lot less symphonic. "The name's Jamal-- don't wear it out!" -- a shameless introduction, typical of him. "And who are you-- some sort of professional ice sculptor?" Obviously that was incorrect-- it was the genie's wit speaking-- but he held an insatiable curiosity about all things different.

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      burningsalamander

A chilly night, needless to say. Jamal would've gladly given into the luxury of staying indoors at the nearest inn and curled up near a fire, but it was once of those nights that he felt too antsy to fall asleep. That was why he decided to burn his energy with a walk.

      It wasn't long after he left that he noticed a flash of pink hair on his trip, and the man wearing it seemed fixated upon something, as if the very cold of the night had frozen him in his spot.

      The genie warped closer to him, narrowed yet observant eyes scanning him.

     "Okay, this is going to make me sound like a massive hypocrite, but I wouldn't choose this time and place to loiter." Of course, he could be doing so much more than that; it was a wild guess. Figuring it out wasn't Jamal's purpose for the approach, he had only wished to warn him. "You're gonna get cold, dude." he whispered.

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Bold all that apply to you and your blog. Italics if you’re on the fence about something. Either reblog or repost. Feel free to add anything I may have missed in the appropriate category, or recategorize something that is in the wrong place!

My blog is _______

Open to all Semi-selective Selective Highly selective Private Semi-private Exclusive Only going to RP with mutuals Indie Affiliated with a group Spoiler free Spoilers tagged

I will RP with ______

Any fandom Most fandoms  Only fandoms I know Only people in my fandom OCs OCs with no fandom ties OCs who are related to/know my character in their backstory Only one version of any particular character People who have the same muse as me People who do not have a rules page Multimuse blogs Only people in my RP group Indie RPers

When RPing, I like to use _______

Paragraphs Shorter forms of text *Action* Icons Gifs Gif icons Formatted text Whatever my partner is using My own style regardless of my partner’s reply

I will ship with _______

No one Anyone Chemistry Single ship OCs Others of my own muse Crossovers with characters from different fandoms Only one version of a particular character I’m not interested in shipping, but I may end up being open to it if something ends up happening.

My blog may contain ______ in its content

Fluff  Angst Gore Violence Smut Blood Torture Shipping Death Dark humor Cheating Assault

I will follow ______ back

Everyone Only some people Only people in my fandom Every RP blog Only people I actively wish to RP with People who do not post a lot of OOC People whose posts I am comfortable with on my dashboard

To RP with me, you should _______

Follow back Answer an open Message me OOC Message me IC Make a starter Answer my starter Send in a meme

Other:

I practice reblog karma with memes I expect reblog karma with memes  I expect my rules/about to be read I always read the rules/about before following I always read the rules/about before interacting If you follow me, I would like nsfw tagged with ‘#nsfw’ I expect all [nsfw] to be beneath a readmore I will tag and or place under a readmore any content type requested I will tag and or place under a readmore most content types requested I am a two-verse blog  I do not wish for my OOC posts to be reblogged  I do not wish for my threads to be reblogged by those not involved I expect post length to be matched  I expect icons/gifs to be used in a reply if I have used them

A quick and dirty RP policy guide

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juvichan:

        Being called out to by somebody as assertive as him startled her. If she wasn’t in a cheerful mood, he would be lucky to even get her to respond, but luckily she was kind. People who demanded to be looked at was easily a pet peeve of hers. "Juvia could suggest a couple places. There may be fountains that could supply some water for you." 

     The normally witty spirit hesitated to speak. Who was Juvia? A friend of hers? No, she wouldn't continue explaining what she knew if she wasn't Juvia. It must've been a tendency of hers to speak in third-person. "Really, now?" he spoke again, moving on from his deductions. He was surprised not to have run into one on the way here, if she was implying there were several. No matter, options were always good.

      "Sounds good! Which one's the closest?" 

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alivewithinhismind:

    The voice calling out was a foreign one- At least in her mind. She hadn’t ever heard it before, and yet she knew it was directed at her. She was the only one around, after all. She turned to the source of the noise to find a boy a little ways away, yet still close enough that she could make out his features.

    ”A drink of water..?” she repeated his words, making sure that she had heard him right despite the distance. “There’s a spring near to here where you could get one…”

      "Right, okay, thanks!" Jamal nodded and made haste in a completely random direction off to the side, disappearing briefly in the forest's foliage.

      What a helpful person-- Oh, wait, he was still lost.

      The impatient genie teleported back to his original position in a hazey cloud of smoke, back into the young lady's point of view. "Uh, where exactly is it?"

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a-maisato, dethronedfairy

      Oops. The stingy owner of the convenience store had warned him not to touch anything, or something would shatter and spill. Unfortunately, Jamal was a common victim of reverse psychology.

      He heard footsteps coming from the far end of the aisle now. Wonderful. It was either a potential witness or the buff owner ready to bring punishment down upon him.

      "I didn't do it!" he claimed, traces of dishonesty laughably obvious in his voice. 

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scalesofwrath, igivenofox

      Hazel eyes remained widened with bafflement. Jamal had met so many peope during his long life, but this person was a member of the minority to get a reaction out of him with what had just happened.

      "Holy shi-- What did you do?!"