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: : all oafcu anons, including this one, are being shut down until further notice 

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“You. .” finley has to pause, her world seeming to crush itself. the monstrous man she was told about, the man who killed hundreds of people, was her own flesh and blood. “Jasper? The fuck are you doing?” She regrettably put away her gun, going over and punching him. “Out of all the things you could get into this is the worst! This or dubstep.” 

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@notdeadagain ::
            
            At seeing his sister, even being alive, pushed him into a temporary state of disconnection from the rest of his body. He came to his senses when he was punched, stumbling back and hitting the ground. “Even I, finnie, can’t handle fucking dubstep.” He sassed, standing up. “Since when have you been around?” Guilt started to gnaw at him, he should’ve looked for her all those years ago. But he didn’t. 
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@maxwellmess ::
          
          Jasper was about to go for his alcohol he always hid, but gripped his sobriety chip in his pocket. He took the photo off the wall, popping it out of the frame to look at the picture on the back. “Hannibal, Mischa, Finley, Orion . . And I. We went to high school together.” A surge of rage, remembering his bad choices, wanted him to break the picture but he didn’t. All he did was put the photo on the table. 
          ‘Thank you for making us feel like we had the American Dream - the Lector’s” was written on the back. 

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@maxwellmess ::
          
          “They. . Old friends. . People I used to know.” His voice has filled with an indescribable pain, shaking his head as if it could get his feelings out. Jasper looked back to the picture, touching it before quickly moving away at hearing her talk about the cupcake. “I always celebrate your birthday. I celebrate everyone’s birthday, actually. It’s nice.”

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@maxwellmess ::
          
          He didn’t say anything for a moment, just gesturing her to come inside. “I’ll explain over tea.” His voice sounded gravely, as he was crying before he heard the knock on the door. The tear stains on his face also showed that he was crying. “You still Earl grey tea, right?” He asked, going to the kitchen. 
          The home was small, but quaint, having pictures of the Maxwell family everywhere. The walls had pictures of him and his siblings as kids to teenagers to even the day before Orion left for his enlistment. There were also some of Juliet, Finn, and of Jasper’s own mother 

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:: if I made a tumblr for OAFCU content ; incorrect quotes, the timeline / universes, edits, q&as with the characters, etc. . Who would be interested?
          I’m being serious, cause I wouldn’t want to waste time on it if no one cares. 

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:: THE TEMPUS PURGATORES : CREATED TO MAINTAIN TIMELINES, AND TO MAKE SURE EACH UNIVERSE FULFILLS ITS PURPOSE. THEY WILL DO //ANYTHING\\ TO MAKE SURE NO ONE CHANGES THE TIMELINE OF ANY UNIVERSE. . DID I MENTION THEY TURN INTO CREATURES UPON WILL? 
          
          Cb if you’re interested in creating an anon for one of the eight of them, I’ll have more info on them as I write them out—