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Saiyan of Legend
Ｗｈａｔ ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｅｘｐｅｃｔ？ —
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RP Blog for an Indie Broly, The Legendary Super Saiyan! Mun has over fourteen years of RP experience on many, many platforms. I have yet to watch Super, but I plan on changing that soon! Warning, there be AUTOPLAY on the blog! It might say Selective, but I’m friendly. —
ＦＲＯＭ Ａ ＴＲＵＥ ＦＲＥＡＫ！？
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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“i don’t want to be PRETTY,” okay, lennon. “i want to be otherworldly and slightly terrifying. AND YET---...” she’s looking at her phone. someone sent her a unsolicited dick picture again. // open rp
things i need to do:
write summer’s bio bc how tf else anyone gonna know she rose from the dead
beg people to write these characters with me:
raven
yang
arthur
so i can FINALLY GET A GRASP OF THEIR CHARACTER bc im such a kinesthetic loser
" hey loser "
If I’m one of your favorite blogs send me “hey loser”
Thank you! ♡♡♡
I’m not going to lie, I live for three types of ships with Salome:
#1) Salome is the sarcastic and intellectual tart she always is, but is a seemingly delicate flower in the dynamic of the relationship when compared to the other half. Like her relationships with @jaded-wayward-son and @alwaysyourlittlebrother, for example, where she can hold her own but her husbands are huge and fucking terrifying. Or even her more platonic ships with @illusionofwill, @miltonwinged (which so isn’t platonic but the comparison is more apt here) and @cagedlightbringer where if anyone threatened her, it’s like HELLO I AM AN ANGEL I AM HERE TO KILL YOU WITH HEAVEN/HELL/THE HOST.
#2) Someone else is the delicate flower and she’s the underestimated lumberjack who protects them. Nolan and Salome come to mind most of all, but Nolan isn’t a delicate anything he’s just a friendly puppy.
#3) lesbian sass because always lesbians I DON’T FUCKING CARE I WANT LESBIAN SHIPS
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and then after the journey of a thousand miles, the weary traveler collapsed to her knees and whispered as the wind carried her words:
“Write with me.”
Gunpoint ||Samantha & Open
Samantha's day had been fairly pleasant so far, she'd been on her own for most of it writing up her notes in neat. Though this sounded like the most tedious job in the world, and it could be, it meant that Sammy could sit in quiet and take some time for herself. However much she loved music, working with instruments all day meant that she often received pounding headaches. Once all of her notes were written up she had a list of people she needed to talk to. Samantha needed to have a word with a few psychiatrists, just to fill them in on how their patients were getting on, she also wanted to speak with the nursing staff about a particular patient who she suspected was avoiding medication. Speaking with the lady she ran over the notes. The peace was broken in seconds, there were many voices and all of them. Samantha jumped as the first shot went off, her ears ringing as she stepped backwards. As the men were ordered to get a woman Samantha felt sick. The male that came to retrieve their victim settled his eyes on her and Samantha couldn't breathe. After a second or two however her grabbed the female nurse and aimed his gun to her. By the time Samantha had processed what was happened the woman dropped dead to the floor. Samantha was frozen on the spot, her eyes wide. Though the voice in her head screamed at her to move, her limbs were stuck. If she didn't move soon, she'd be the next target.
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