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The Cancer / Beauty and the...Bug? [Brisinger!]
« on: April 25, 2013, 08:00:59 pm »
It was hard work stealing other peoples' shit to pamper yourself with.

After a long, exhausting day of selling the stuff she'd stolen and collected, Jericho was left with a fat wad of money to spend on things she probably didn't need but definitely wanted. And in this pirate's den of iniquity, she was never short of options.

First thing's first: she made a beeline for the nearest food place (a literal hole in the wag dig, but she'd been there before and the food was good and greasy) and ordered a large pizza, all for herself, because dammit but she'd been out in space munching on freeze-dried crap for goddess knew how long, so it was high time to shove some real food down her gullet. Cholesterol be damned--she ordered extra meat and cheese just to flip it the proverbial bird.

It didn't take too long to whip up the pizza, and then she paid up and headed back out into the crazy, haphazard halls of the Cancer, pizza box balanced in one arm, slice of pizza in the other hand. She drew some odd stares as she went, a young woman in a casual business suit and tie, hauling around a pizza box she was actively eating out of as she walked, and she just responded with a cheeky grin and a stuck out tongue.

They were just jealous. She would jealous of her, too. And her pizza. Because it was fucking delicious.

Hmm. But what now? The first item on her list was officially checked off; now it was just a matter of figuring what kind of trouble she could entertain herself with.

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Wanderers and Independents / Jericho Fox, space pirate
« on: April 12, 2013, 12:41:20 pm »
__________________QUICK STATS
Name
Jericho Fox
Age
23
Gender
Female
Species
Human
Ethnicity
Who knows!
Height
5'7"
Occupation
Space Pirate; captain of the Revenge Riot
Residence
Open space and Cancer!

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Physical Description
Very pale skin with a smattering of freckles. Bright green eyes. Long, wavy black hair that goes down past her bottom. She has a lean, lanky build with a boyish figure and small chest.

Jericho enjoys a sort of classy but casual look, and loves to wear ties and open business jackets. Because she's cool like that. Wears glasses, as well, usually black framed ones. Also has a tattoo over her left breast, a protective symbol.

Another detail of note? Her left arm from the shoulder down is biomechanical, and she keeps it nice and shiny and well-maintained.

Personality
Adventurous! Loves thrills! Daring! She's into this piracy thing for the fun of it, and y'know to get rich and stuff. Glory would be nice, too. That's a great bonus.

Magic/Abilities
Minor psionics. She is a telepath, and has below average telekinesis, but she tries not to use either, considering the Axis Point and everything.

Relationships
She's very friendly with herself.

History
She is the captain (and sole member) of the Revenge Riot, a small jumper class ship. She has always been something of a loner, preferring to go out and do what she wants when she wants and do it her way.

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Cancer Characters / Cecil Black; mercenary
« on: March 14, 2013, 05:13:42 pm »
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Name
Cecil Black
Age
39
Gender
Male
Species
SOMETHING 8D
Ethnicity
DUNNO YET 8D
Height
6'3"
Occupation
Mercenary or something.
Residence
Vagabond. 8D

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Physical Description
HE HAS RED HAIR. 8D AND AN EYEPATCH. OVER HIS LEFT EYE.

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    Absences/Returns / Wounded shoulder = slow Rhi.
    « on: February 28, 2013, 04:47:03 pm »
    Sooo just a head's up that I am gonna be kinda slow. I've wrecked my shoulder and will probably need surgery, which means constant pain and exhaustion for me. @__@

    But it also means I'm going absolutely stir crazy and bored as hell.

    I'm still here and around and will still be posting! But my window to do so is a lot smaller, since I can only manage when the pain pills are workin'. |: So yeah! Bear with me! <3

    45
    Wastelands / Well, FML. [Namrul!]
    « on: February 26, 2013, 01:08:30 pm »
    With a growl, Soli slammed his fist against the navigation panel of his cruiser and raked his hands through braided hair. Seriously, what kind of ironic bullshit was that, that a flippin' mechanic got stranded because he'd misjudged both fuel and distance? The really embarrassing kind, that's what. There was no way the crew back home could know. Ever. So there was no way he was sending out a distress signal. He wasn't under distress, anyway! Just annoyed! Yeah! Nothing to worry about out here, just...him.

    And a lot of dirt.

    Yep.

    Miles and miles of toxic dirt.

    Good thing he kept a mask on board, because with the kind of work he did back on the Vermillion Grief, well shit, you never knew when someone would start tossing around the tear gas and worse. Thank you, foresight! He never could have guessed he'd need it because he'd be stuck out in the wastelands of Earth.

    Fishing out the mask, Soli put it on, adjusted the straps, and quickly packed a backpack with a few necessities: water, freeze-dried meals, change of clothes, extra bullets, and a knife. According to his calculations, he wasn't too far from Aurora.

    Once everything was taken care of, Soli holstered his gun, shouldered his pack, and headed out of his cruiser and into the wastes.

    This was going to be a long fucking walk.

    He really wished he had someone to bitch about it to, but he supposed he'd just have to make do with himself.

    46
    Character Profiles / Xalexi Lane; thief
    « on: February 23, 2013, 12:32:05 pm »
    __________________QUICK STATS
    Name
    Xalexi Lane
    Age
    19
    Gender
    Female
    Species
    Human
    Ethnicity
    Aedolian
    Height
    5'3"
    Occupation
    Thief
    Residence
    Haviah, Aedolis. Lower caste.

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    Physical Description
    Xalexi has brown skin with a smattering of freckles across her nose, bright blue eyes, and black hair that she dyes with streaks of cobalt blue. Her hair is short and shaved on the sides, forming a short fluffy mohawk in the middle. Several eyebrow piercings, several ear piercings including an industrial in her left and tragus in her right. Belly piercing. Pierced nipples.

    Lost her right arm in an accident a couple years ago; had it replaced with a robotic arm, and opted not to have synthetic skin put over it because she thought it looked fuckin' metal. |: *badum tish*

    Tends to dress in loose, comfortable clothing. Usually baggy pants and simple off-the-shoulder shirts, or shirts that bare of midriff. Likes bright colors and sparkly belts and jewellery.

    Personality
    Spunky! Rawr!

    More later, after I play her. xD

    Magic/Abilities
    Xalexi is a technopath! With average telepathic abilities as well.

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      Haviah / Om nom nom, cheeseburger. [open!]
      « on: February 01, 2013, 12:54:16 pm »
      "So, uh, just to be sure I'm sure I'm getting you correctly, you want your patty rare? Browned around the edges, pink inside?"

      "No, no, no. Not rare. Bleeding," Erus corrected with a snort, arms crossed over her chest and foot tapping with growing impatience. The human girl kept misunderstanding, through ignorance feigned or real, and a line was building behind her. Gosh, what was so difficult about this? Surely they had many similar orders! Because it was the best way to eat a burger and all other ways were clearly, painfully inferior.

      "Not 'brown' at all. Red! Wet! Still twitching in the death throes, if possible! I don't want it to even see the fire! The only heat must be its own body heat! You can do that, yes? It's not difficult. Easiest burger you'll ever make, just add buns and cheese!"

      The girl made a face, looking like she might be ill, and shifted her weight awkwardly. "Ah. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's a health code violation, ma'am, but uh, if you give me a sec I can check with my manager or...?"

      Erus let out a long-suffering sigh and clenched her jaw so as not to snap like she wanted to, that she was a Pilot and could eat her bloody raw meat if she wanted! It was on the tip of her tongue, but alas, she was enjoying going incognito for a day, in skinny jeans and a t-shirt. Ah, this was what she got for coming to a fancy burger place in the upper level. She bet they would give it to her in the lower levels. But she had wanted fresh quality beef.

      The girl excused herself to fetch her manager, and Erus let out a huff and turned to the person behind her. "Can you believe this? Am I being unreasonable? That is a reasonable request, no?"

      48
      The Cancer / Panties and thievery. [open!]
      « on: January 29, 2013, 02:45:29 pm »
      She found them in her bed while she was getting dressed that morning, the hotel bedsheets rumpled and smelling of booze and lady's perfume: a pair of lacy red panties that looked quite pricy, considering the rhinestones accenting them. Huh! Guess last night must've been a pretty good night! Racking her fogged brain, Trixy could recall snippets and flashes of the event and smiled as she brushed her teeth, applied her makeup, and took stock of the damage to her throat, dark splotches circling her neck like a collar.

      Damn. Girl sure did like to bite. Ugh.

      Blotting on some concealer and checking herself out in the mirror--short plaid skirt, cute tank top, chunky boots, and fishnets accented with stylish runs, topped off with a gun holstered to her thigh and hidden beneath the skirt--she was then ready to face the day! She threw the panties into her purse, another trophy to add to her growing collection back home. Hey, saved her money on buying new ones herself; lingerie was fucking expensive, and enough people liked stealing hers whenever she threw 'em in the wash and didn't have time to babysit it.

      Fuckers.

      Shouldering her backpack and her purse, she left the key on the dresser and headed out the door.

      And into a clusterfuck.

      Her first clue was the gun in her face, held by a stern older woman. At her side was a familiar gal--like, that's the gal I fucked last night sorta familiar, even if it took a couple hazy blinks before recognition dawned.

      "Where d'ya think you're going, eh?" she asked, and Trixy blinked blankly.

      "Uh...to breakfast?"

      "Not without paying for what you bought, you ain't. My girl here says ya stiffed her. Also that she left something behind that she wants back. Pony up, girl."

      Aw, shit. So the chick wasn't just a fling; she'd bought herself a whore. Crap. Trixy let out a long sigh and let her shoulders slouch.

      "Fine. How much?"

      "Whatcha got?"

      "Whaaat?"

      "You heard me. Empty that purse. Go on. You're a pilot, ain'tcha? You won't miss it."

      Trixy glanced around at her setting, at the emptiness around her, and groaned. She was in the cheap part of Cancer. And dammit, she must've done a lot of talking and bragging or something, because now they apparently thought she was loaded.

      Fantastic.

      49
      News and Updates / Spammer/troll alert!
      « on: January 25, 2013, 12:43:46 am »
      This is just a head's up to let folks know that there is a troll/spammer going around the RPG community.

      They haven't shown up on RotE yet, but they've been hitting a lot of major RPG directories and the RPGs on them, as well as going through a website's affiliates and hitting all the games associated with them. They tend to join up and PM-spam everyone with disturbing images (gore and other explicit pictures), and troll folks in the cbox.

      So just be on the lookout! If anything strange pops up, please PM me or Tally immediately!

      As a precaution, just until this blows over, we're going to limit the PM permissions of newly registered members.

      In the meantime, we suggest that if you get a PM from a newly registered member, especially one who hasn't interacted with the site much yet (such as introduced themselves or posted a character profile) to hold off on opening the PM until me or Tally can get online and confirm that they're legit.

      But with any luck, this'll all blow over soon and the pest will never hit us! <3

      50
      Character Profiles / Erus Aneki; Pilot Echo
      « on: December 30, 2012, 12:21:13 am »
      __________________QUICK STATS
      Name
      Erus Aneki
      Age
      23
      Gender
      Female
      Species
      Human/manticore hybrid
      Ethnicity
      Aedolian
      Height
      5'10"
      Occupation
      Pilot Echo
      Residence
      The Citadel

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      Physical Description
      Erus looks like a human, for the most part. She's tall with a strong build, and built rather straight up and down with no chest to speak of. Her eyes are tilted and feral, steely gray in color. Her skin is dark and her hair falls to her shoulders, black in color and allowed to form into dreadlocks.

      Her ears are those of a lion's, slightly rounded and black in color, and curved rams horns grow from her head, curling along the sides of her face. Her hands and feet sport retractable claws. Her lips are black and her mouth is filled with sharp teeth that resemble a shark's more than they do a lion's, and like a shark's, they don't always grow in a neat, straight line. She can bite through pretty much anything, including bone and metal; metal takes a lot of work and often results in broken teeth, but it's doable, as she's learned! Fortunately, her teeth really are like shark's teeth in that if she loses any, new ones grow in to replace them.

      Has a wicked scorpion's tail growing from her tailbone. It makes finding pants a challenge.

      All in all, she looks rather feral and dangerous, though she could also look pretty and even exotic--before she smiles.

      Personality
      Though, for the most part, she looks and acts human, she doesn't always think like a human. Yay latent instincts!

      And because I'm lazy right now, I'll write about her personality later. |: For now, play with her and find out!

      Magic/Abilities
      Strong hemokinesis, weak telekinesis, and average telepathy.

      She is quite strong, and has a stomach of steel. She can eat pretty much anything. Literally. Clothing, bone, hair...you name it. Her scorpion tail sports venom, as well. It is not generally lethal (barring allergic reactions or, y'know, she stabs the shit out of the person, but then they're gonna die from the stabbing rather than the venom) and has paralyzing/numbing effects.

      However, she prefers raw meat. Human is especially tasty and tempting, though for obvious reasons she resists that urge.

      Relationships
      Her mother was a manticore, her father a human. Yeah, yeah, weird, but her mother can assume a human form! And her father insists she has a great personality! For all the strangeness, they are quite enamored with each other--evidenced by the fact that her mother has not killed her mate. But those were the barbaric practices of manticores long before them! Times, they are a-changing!

      Dragon
      A large green male named Exodus.

      History

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      Wanderers and Independents / Alistair Klaus; crime boss's son
      « on: December 28, 2012, 03:01:12 pm »
      __________________QUICK STATS
      Name
      Alistair Klaus
      Age
      18
      Gender
      Male
      Orientation
      Pansexual
      Species
      Human
      Ethnicity
      Edani
      Height
      5'7"
      Occupation
      Son of a crime syndicate's boss. 8D
      Residence
      Usually a space ship. |:
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      Physical Description
      Short sandy brown hair, light skin, and a dusting of freckles over his nose. He has pale blue eyes. Slight build, and at the lower end of average in height for an Edani dude.

      Likes dressing in suave and stylish suits.

      Personality
      Though he's a crime boss's son, Alistair has lived a privileged life. His father has also ensured that he's protected and shielded from the danger of that lifestyle, often sending him off on vacations and generally keeping him busy and away from ground zero. As such, Alistair is surprisingly naive and oblivious to danger, and is not at all the rough and hardened sort one might expect him to be. In all honesty, he doesn't even know everything his father does.

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      News and Updates / Activity check! Ends December 20th!
      « on: December 14, 2012, 11:23:29 pm »
      Heya guys! It's time for an activity check! 8D

      This one is going to be different and easier from our other ones.

      • Make one in-character post somewhere by the 20th of December. That's it! Then you're done! 8D
      • If you have made an in-character post anytime in December by the 20th, you've passed the activity check!
      • You do not need to reply to this thread at all. Not even to let us know you posted! :3

      Do post to this thread, however, if there are any characters you want archived or moved!

      That's about it! Happy posting!

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      Absences/Returns / NaNoWriMo!
      « on: November 04, 2012, 11:33:05 am »
      So, I'm gonna be a little (okay, probably a lot xD) slow this month because I'm sucking it up and doing NaNoWriMo for the first time! :3

      But I'm still gonna be around! Just at a waaaay slower pace. xD;; But I'm gonna try my darnedest to get ahead in my word count so I can hit up my threads!

      So you haven't been forgotten! And I'm still here!

      54
      Teinar / Rollin' in the deeeeeeep! [Tally-poo!]
      « on: October 21, 2012, 11:17:14 pm »
      Needless to say, shit got done.

      Cyrus got the approval of the head of his Outfit, three council members, and the warden, and Temple was moved out of the facility and into his place. Temple wasn't exactly free and likely never would be, not completely, but he was placed under Cyrus's supervision along with a list of restrictions that weren't nearly as restrictive as before. He'd proven himself back there in the tunnels, earned a certain degree of trust, and with it a certain degree of freedom.

      And what better way to celebrate this unlikely victory than to go on a hunting excursion?

      Temple had said he wanted to learn! And Cyrus decided to kick-start those lessons and put his words to the test. Besides, they needed more meat; Temple had eaten up a lot of what Cyrus had, and with two of them living there, they'd need to bring in more to compensate. Time for Temple to start earning his keep.

      It was too risky for Temple to go topside (and it was one of those Restricted Activities, anyway) so Cyrus took Temple down into the subterrain, down into the tunnels that were created not by people, but by burrowing animals. It was dark and dank and musty and the only light they had came from the bio-luminescent vines that grew along the walls and their own flashlights. The air was a little thinner down there, too, though the plants provided enough. It took some getting used to.

      Cyrus paused and knelt down, examining small scrape patterns in the soil. He motioned Temple closer. "Fresh tracks. Know how I know that?" So far, they hadn't encountered any critters, but they had come upon plenty of tracks and scat, old and new, and Cyrus was taking it upon himself to quiz Temple whenever they did.

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      The Studio / Tumblr character ask blogs! 8D
      « on: September 26, 2012, 11:50:58 pm »
      I thought it'd be fun to make a tumblr ask blog for my characters, so I made one here:

      http://askthemshiznit.tumblr.com

      For funsies! Ask characters random stuff, and I will draw their response! YAY! 8D

      Anyone else have one? <3

      56
      Character Profiles / Soli Arkhes; Mechanic
      « on: September 24, 2012, 08:15:35 pm »
      __________________QUICK STATS
      Name
      Soli Arkhes
      Age
      23
      Gender
      Male
      Species
      Human
      Ethnicity
      Edani
      Height
      5'6"
      Occupation
      Mechanic
      Residence

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      Physical Description
      Soli has pale skin that can develop a golden tan in the sun if he wears sunscreen and doesn't turn into a lobster first (though he rarely sees sunlight, so for the most part, he just stays pale) and platinum blond hair worn in myriad of tiny, shoulder-length braids, save for his bangs that are cut straight across his forehead. He has complete heterochromia in his eyes--his left eye is pale blue, his right eye is pale green.

      Soli is built slender but strong, with obvious strength and muscle tone in his arms. He has no piercings save a septum piercing though his nose, though he likes to decorate his hands and feet with intricate brown henna patterns. His preferred style of dress is simplistic, light, and loose-fitting clothing with few to no accessories. He can't be arsed with that stuff.

      Personality
      Soli is fickle, flighty, dickish, and dramatic. Soli is not above doing terrible things to achieve his goal, or the goals of the group. He's no stranger to the criminal underground.

      Blah. |: Y'know what? This is tentative. I'm gonna play him, and then come back to this once I get a good idea of what he's like.

      Magic/Abilities
      A skilled mechanic, and decent with a gun.

      Relationships

      History
      Born to a family of frontier criminals, kind of the red-headed stepchild of his family, wasn't as skilled as them in some areas but was great at fixing up the crap they broke. So he went on to become a mechanic for shady groups, and lend back-up and support to them when they got into scraps. He's decent in a fight, but better at patching things up in the aftermath.

      Found the Vermillion Grief, they needed a mechanic, so he hopped aboard.

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      Orchid Keep Cirkus / Gender confusion. [Nix!]
      « on: September 17, 2012, 09:46:31 pm »
      Finished with his practice sets for the day, Ashe wrapped up his exercises with a yoga session to unwind, stretch, and meditate.

      Currently, he was bent backwards, spine bending with liquid grace, as he assumed the King Pigeon Pose and watched the rest of the room upside-down, hair sticking to his sweat-slicked face though his breath came evenly, calmly. Like usual, he wore very little--he was shirtless and wore only a loin cloth, for anything else felt too restricting and hot. Of course, he would have felt comfortable in absolutely nothing, but he needed some support.

      When his spine felt thoroughly stretched, he straightened his arms and kicked up into a handstand, flipped gracefully, and landed back onto his hooves with his palms pressed together, fingertips pointed up. He grounded himself, did one more Sun Salute, inhaling and exhaling deeply, and then called it a day.

      Time to clean up and eat his weight in food, because he burned a hell of a lot of calories!

      Grabbing his stuff, he headed for the showers and walked on in. The showers were co-ed and communal, but that didn't bother him; he was far from a prude and nudity wasn't sexual in and of itself. He set his bag down, set a towel out for himself on a bench, removed his loin cloth, and stepped into the shower.

      Hamaeda was there. Ashe blinked at the sight of her, because he'd never seen her here before; she had her own bathroom, being high up in the social ladder here and all. Huh. Odd. He nodded to her in greeting, picked his way over to a faucet (careful not to slip; tiles and hooves were tricky sometimes), and turned it on. He had just stepped under the stream with a sigh of pleasure as the heat hit his sore muscles when he saw it.

      Hamaeda had a penis.

      Ashe jerked in surprise, eyes moving from Hamaeda's penis, to her breasts, to her face, and back, an expression of pure and utter confusion written on his face. His mouth dropped open like he wanted to say something, make some comment, but he bit his lip instead to keep from speaking, not wanting to be rude--and besides, the first thing he wanted to say sounded terribly stupid, like "oh my gods, you have a penis."

      When he finally found his voice, and found his head, he cleared his throat and said, "Ah...I'm sorry. I kept addressing you as a female. I...what are you?"

      58
      News and Updates / Introducing ship subforums! 8D
      « on: September 09, 2012, 05:42:10 pm »
      That's right!

      Now whenever you create a ship, you get your very own subforum! We figure this'll make it easier to RP your crews and such. ;D

      If we missed anyone, just let us know and we'll give you a subforum! Also, if you like, write us up a small little descriptive blurb that we can use to describe your subforum and we'll add it in!

      Have fun, guys! ^^

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      Edanith FBs / Just another coin in the machine. [Nix!]
      « on: September 04, 2012, 01:54:37 pm »
      There wasn't much to do in a sleepy frontier town like Greenhaven. Even the name was boring. With one school that covered all grades (and with so few students that classes were often combined) and a single burger-and-milkshake joint, there wasn't much for a group of teenagers to actually do. Gods help you if you caused trouble; everyone knew everyone else here and the news would get straight back to your parents before you could say "grounded".

      And when your parents were military and your sister was an esteemed Mordecai, you were expected to serve as a good example.

      Ari hated it.

      Even though he was born out here, he felt more at home in the city, on the rare occasion that work took his family there. There was more to do, more to look at, and it wasn't just the same few dusty faces over and over again.

      Here, the only real entertainment was the burger shop. It was where all the kids gathered after classes to play billiards or take advantage of the one arcade machine, some outdated fighting game that they'd duel each other on. Lose, and you had to eat the strange concoction of milkshake-and-condiments that the winner created specially for you. It was stupid, but it passed the time. You had to get creative in places like this.

      "Hey! Whitehead!" one of the girls called to him with a grin, a spunky rancher's daughter. She'd taken up position at the machine and slipped a coin in, and she bounced another coin in her palm. "You on for another helpin' of humble pie?"

      Ari snorted and rolled his eyes. "Tch. Ya only won last time 'cause Mel was grabbin' my ass," he said as he took up position next to her and popped the coin in. Okay, so that was a lie. He could tune out the playful groping well enough; he'd just never been good at these games to begin with and didn't have much interest in them, except when his honor was challenged.

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      Communication / To Roman Rosales, From Gabriel Tierney
      « on: August 24, 2012, 04:36:12 pm »
      Gabriel
      5:37am

      so boo this one's for you
      liek my candidate talks 2 animals
      and has a pet mousethang and that's like
      not allowed n stuff but it talked to me
      through her, i mean
      please advise
      this shiznit is bananas
      kissus! xoxoxo heart etc

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