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#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/_HTTP-IRIS_">@_HTTP-IRIS_ . Why, hello. Forgive me for my absence.
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#】Forgive me for my absence and for neglecting the many rps I've had going. I have been burdened with assignments and such. . . . Would anyone want to start new rps? I'm willing to post a starter.
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/PUNKBRITON">@PUNKBRITON . Would you like one, then? Also, thank you! I simply feel guilty for leaving so many rps -
@PUNKBRITON / starters are always welcome , and either way around -- to you , to me , to you , to me -- * slapped *
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#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/_HTTP-IRIS_">@_HTTP-IRIS_ . Why, hello. Forgive me for my absence.
•★┇ HELLO, YES, I'D JUST LIKE TO SAY THAT THIS BOI IS GOOD BOI. HE MAY SEEM RATHER INACTIVE AS OF LATELY, BUT THAT DOESN'T CHANGE HOW GOOD HE IS-
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/Crystal_Horizon">@Crystal_Horizon . I return to a pile of notifications. But, this still caught my attention. Thank you, kochanie.
You deserve the follow uwu //runs
@Awesome_Kuga YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG FATHER-- //slapped Oh and your welcome lol
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/Awesome_Kuga">@Awesome_Kuga . I DID NOT SEE THIS, FORGIVE ME! Also, thank you.
#】Forgive me for my absence and for neglecting the many rps I've had going. I have been burdened with assignments and such. . . . Would anyone want to start new rps? I'm willing to post a starter.
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/PUNKBRITON">@PUNKBRITON . Would you like one, then? Also, thank you! I simply feel guilty for leaving so many rps -
@PUNKBRITON / starters are always welcome , and either way around -- to you , to me , to you , to me -- * slapped *
. •★ | I BROKE THE FOLLOW BUTTON :'DDD
#】No, my name DOES NOT stand for BULLSH#T. . . . . Okay, carry on, darlings.
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/HTTP_NYOTALIA">@HTTP_NYOTALIA lmao sure thing. Arthur was growing impatience as he pressed his ear against the trapdoor, deciding to listen in on whoever Celestine might be having a conversation with. Fluttering his eyes close, he held in his breath and he for sure was able to hear the pounding of his own heartbeat, the adrenaline remaining in his system.
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/NYO_FACE">@NYO_FACE . . . I believe, the Nyotalia characters' names are but mere interpretation of the fans. There's no such thing as a canon name. Arthur gave a nod as he stepped further inside the room. "I'll wait here," came his response as he then turned his back to the female. He began to inspect every elements of the room, barely anything caught his interest. At least, he has a place to rest, and not constantly running from authorities. He's grateful.
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/NYO_FACE">@NYO_FACE Arthur felt grateful of the woman's gesture, bowing his head a slight bit as a sign of appreciation. "Thank you so much!" he offered a charming smile to her. "I believe I haven't introduced myself properly... My name is Arthur Kirkland, a punk rockstar and singer. And, you are?"
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/nyo_france">@nyo_france Yes, hello, madame. How may I help you?
[Sorry I took so long! Here's your starter ^ω^] It had started raining. It was cold outside, but that was the least of his worries, not when the rain was hitting against earthy ground and slipping through dark green leaves. It was raining, and if Arthur remembered the forecast, that would mean it would soon be sunrise. This day was not going to plan at all. The metal in the beartrap holding his calf firmly in place was made of silver, and the sent of burning flesh was not pleasant in the slightest. The Brit had to admit, he felt his throat seize up a little bit in fear as pale fingers tried to pry the trap open, only really succeeding in making his fingers burn. "Fuck," he muttered, and he was almost shocked at how choked up and emotional his voice sounded. The Briton hadn't cried in about a century, and the sudden fear was driving him close. Up above, the dark sky paled.
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/-resurgam">@-resurgam . It's cool. Took me awhile to respond, too. (Another) Arthur just so passed the area by, coming across the vampire somewhere along the way. Emerald greens seemed to widen at the sight as he took cautious step closer to what he thought was a mere human, then crouching down in front of the vampire. "What are you doing here?" came his inquiry as he eyed the man. His eyes then settled on his leg, a look of disgust came upon his feature. "Damn," he neared the other's leg, taking ahold of the upper part of the bear trap. "I'm feeling kind today, so perhaps I'll help you out of this trap."
Alfred had spent the afternoon at the airport waiting for Arthur's plane to land, only to find the plane had been delayed and wouldn't be landing until later in the evening. He shrugged and settled himself near the baggage area and focused on the meal in his hand. Now, all he had to do was enjoy his meal and chill until Arthur's blond mop of hair showed in his line of vision. Seemed easy to do.
@YOUREOUTOFTHISWORLD Alfred shrugged, his smile growing ever wider by the second. " Mhm. Sure. " He answered, slowly down to keep in pace with the tired Briton. " Did you want me to stop and get you anything to drink or eat? It's a bit of a ride to my place this time. " He asked, speaking much more slowly. He reached his red car, one of his most prized, which he lovingly called Harriet. He opened the passenger door for Arthur and set his suitcase in the trunk.
#】 class="on-user-mention" href="/user/YOUREOUTOFTHISWORLD">@YOUREOUTOFTHISWORLD Arthur was barely able to comprehend whatever cease spouted by Alfred as he let out a soft groan, running a hand through his hair as he stretched. "Yeah, yeah, whatever." he walked alongside the American, yawning. "Let's get a move on, ya git. I can't even catch whatever nonsense you're speaking."
@YOUREOUTOFTHISWORLD Alfred looked up from his netflix show and spotted the Briton. He quickly jumped up, shoving his phone in the right pocket of his jacket and ran out dodging the people that hung about. " Arthur! Art! " He called out, waving his hand and his grin ever growing. He skidded to a stop in front of him and immediately taking his suitcase to carry it from him. " It's really late, huh. Bet you're tired, just follow me. You can sleep in the car if you want. " He spoke fast, his excitement taking over.
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