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(group member since Jan 07, 2017)
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from the The Beginning of the End (Zombie RP) group.
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Lol well I had to drop my dog over to the groomersMake him cute twins
and his group could be touring in Seattle?
Eleven wrote: "HELL YES!Right now? Diner?"
Yes yes!
Kiks. The worst part about kissing a perfect 10 is how cold the mirror feels against your lips wrote: "so, hunting for names for Papis LovedayKivon Tillman
Talik Prince
Demarien Powell
any of these good? got any better suggestions? hmu"
Middle
RUBY AND JOS, ELLE
I just have no control and don't like being left out
too many good groups are popping up ugh
I like need to work on mine for like a thousand other groups sweet lawd
lemme just add it in!
O, wait I remember. We went with Florencia bc he was the only one that was a passable cook + not claimed
I don't think we ever decided
Or Tony Thornburg
Okie doke!I'm either gonna use Charlie Hunnam or Alysha Nett or maybe both I dunno lol
Me!
He looks adorable I'm off to bed finally, see y'all in a couple hours
amara KINGSTONAMARA CAN EASILY BE SUMMED up by a single phrase: basic bitch. On the surface, she's about as shallow as they come. She's never without designer clothing and accessories, not even when she's going to sleep. If she's not the most expensive girl in the room, she's doing something wrong. She's a consumer like many others; she follows the mainstream trends like it's a religion and by God, she's gotta be the most devout. Whatever she has will always be in style, as according to her every desire. She's the stereotype everyone wants to be, after all: the spoiled little rich girl. She never cared that her parents weren't around, so long as they thought they were making it up to her with checks and direct deposits. Because she didn't think she needed them; just their money.
mara ━━━━━━
[ 16 · v.xi × femme · asexual × seattle, washington · student ]
To the undiscerning eye, Amara can be quite chill. She's calm in most situations and excitable at just the right times. Like it's orchestrated, practiced. But no one would ever realize. They're far too caught up in her cute rich girl laugh and her vapid hair flips. She's an instigator through and through. She lives for seeing something go down. All it takes is a whisper here and a whisper there and someone's got themselves blacklisted from thhe country club. Small scale, but it escalates from there. She can remember the excitement in seeing her first real life punch being thrown. Obviously she wasn't the one behind it. But behind this is this sensation that she just can't put a name to. Even better than her apple-tini stained first kiss when she was twelve.
Her habits are never self-destructive, but destructive in one way or another. She craves a control that comes with ruining something, someone. It feels like ecstacy. Does it make her evil? Maybe. Just as she likes to play a little god every now and then. To be in control of someone is a marvelous thing, especially when it's life or death. She hasn't told anyone, but she greatly appreciates seeing something struggle for its life. Her pets would be able to attest to that if they could speak, that's for sure.LIVING THE LUSH LIFE IS pretty much what everyone dreams of. Her parents needed one more thing to complete their rich image and it was a child. So they had her. And that was probably their biggest mistake. There child was merely a decoration that no one had ever really told them how to maintain. So they showered her with things they thought she would want. It was all downhill from there.
As Amara grew older, her demands began to lessen or change. She wanted a new pet every other week because the other ones kept dying. Her parents never seemed to learn, or catch on. Her friend group changed with the winds and if you weren't hanging out with her you were socially dead. So much control, so much power in her hands. The discovery of the feelings it brought about would be everlasting. And this power came from the money.
It seemed like it would never run out, and it still hasn't. Years of profit gone by, inheritance passed on for generations, and it was still there. This gave Amara ample allowance to do whatever the hell she wanted, to be spoiled by her absentee parents. While they were away on luxury vacations and cruises, she tortured those left to care for her. She created miniature scandals for play, like she were playing the Sims or something. She was like a god and she loved it. But it wasn't enough.
She upped the ante with her own pets. The ones that kept dying were usually quick and painless, a curious exploration into the darker side of her supposed humanity. But now, it was something else. It was a venture in watching someone struggle and beg. Even without words, animals had ways to convey their understanding that their lives were in the hands of another. She liked seeing that recognition in their faces. But how she wished they were human in those moments. However, her experimentation was cut short.
Her father decided he wanted to be a politician. He wanted to be high profile but nothing too flashy. As if he wasn't already flashy enough. So he ran for mayor. She's pretty sure he won; she'd never paid attention to it. So she was kept under watch and her fun little experiments were put to an end. So she has her fun where she can, and awaits the moment when she can do what she does best.[ relations × parents: ginger, leon ; friends: (open) ]
[ belongings × chewing gum ; switchblade ; chapstick ; purse ]
no problem~
it kinda looks like he's taking a selfie lol
i'm staying up with my mom to watch the news
