the atlas ➤ cogs' things

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ＲＥＧＲＥＴＳ collect
like ｏｌｄ ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ.
here to ｒｅｌｉｖｅ
↪ your
darkest ｍｏｍｅｎｔｓ.

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I ｌｉｋｅ to ｋｅｅｐ
my ｉｓｓｕｅｓ drawn.
it's ＡＬＷＡＹＳ
☾ darkest
ｂｅｆｏｒｅ the dawn.

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on a quiet march morning in the middle of the bronx a baby was born in a burst of sound. that sound hasn't left veronica nelson since. known by her friends and family as ronnie, this young woman has never known a moment that is not filled with sound. she grew up in a house full of musicians, music has been apart of her life since longer than she can remember. her father owns a small and successful bar where her mother's jazz band plays every saturday. she grew up listening to the oldies; frank sinatra, louis armstrong, the classics. with two older brothers and an older sister, all with their own tastes in music. she was exposed to a lot of different genres. in the fourth grade she discovered modern dance and the heavily synthesized music often paired with it. for a long time her ambition was to be a dancer. that dream has since been dropped and now she is hoping to become a singer, though she is also very able on the piano, guitar, and violin. though ronnie's true passion is rock, her mother desires her to train classically but her father encourages her to follow her heart. she's never been one to speak up about her own desires, she might finally be ready to shake off her mother and become her own person. ronnie has spent most of her life running from things that were bigger than her. she is always the listener, never the one being heard. given the chance, she's quite a personality; she's never at a loss for words, she has strong opinions and is stubborn but all in all enjoyable to be around. she hopes that here, she'll be able to shake off the weight that's always been resting on her shoulders and take on a new burden, one she wants.

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ｇｉｎａ ｏａｋｌｅｙ.
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ＢＩＬＬＩＥ ＨＡＲＤＢＥＣＫ
"ｂａｃｃｈｕｓ"

❝ ｉｆ ｐｈｉｌｏｓｏｐｈｙ ｉｓ ｊｕｓｔ

ＤＲＵＮＫＥＮ ＲＡＭＢＬＩＮＧＳ,

ｔｈｅｎ ｉ'ｍ ｔｈｅ ｂｅｓｔ ｐｈｉｌｏｓｏｐｈｅｒ
ｔｈｅｒｅ ｉｓ.
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{meet billie angus hardbeck known to pretty much everyone else as bacchus. currently twenty, billie was born in southern louisiana to a father that was six feet under and a mother who was well on her way to the same place, he didn't exactly have the easiest childhood. his mother killed herself when he was five and from there on out he lived with his two great aunts, twin sisters on his father's side. not exactly the most practical guy, not the most attractive, he's a bit soft around the edges with a permanently unkempt head of bright red hair and scruff that never seems to go away. he likes to describe himself as a lover not a fighter though he sure as hell won't hold back if you put him on the spot. he's got a soft spot for a good cigar on occasion and, like his father, is overly fond of alcohol. getting him sober isn't the easiest thing to do. despite that, he's smart as a whip, he just doesn't show it much. he's overly fond of poetry of all kinds and rather enjoys making rhymes to frustrate his cohorts. he's known minerva since he was just a little poet-schoolboy. he's been taken with her since the very beginning though she's never shown any interest in him whatsoever. he's optimistic to a fault even though he knows most of his friends find him to be pretty useless. he can tell the tension within the vikings is growing and pretty soon it's going to explode and when it does the aftermath won't be pretty, if any of them are around to see the results.

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ａ ｆｉｃｋｌｅ ｈｅａｒｔ.
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back to basics.
name ;; ryan joshua malley
age ;; twenty
birthday ;; july 11
gender ;; male
hometown ;; new york city
occupation ;; none currently
major ;; literature major
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look in the mirror.
hair ;; dark brown with
auburn highlights
eyes ;; ryan has striking
brown, almost black eyes.
facial structure ;; ryan has a
thin, angular face with
high cheekbones.
body type ;; certainly no
quarterback, ryan is tall and
lanky, though he certainly
doesn't lack muscle, it's just
not a main focus.
distinctive features ;; he has a
thick spattering of freckles
across his nose and cheeks
which are very hard to
miss.
body mods ;; none though he
has interest in getting
a tattoo at some point.
height ;; 6' 3", slightly above
average.
weight ;; 150, relatively healthy
for his height.
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skimming the pages.
personality ;; at first glance
ryan often comes off as a bit of a
jerk. he has a tendency to make
sarcastic comments and rude
jokes which, though they aren't
meant to be offensive often
offend. past that he is actually
a big sweetheart. he's easily
swayed, isn't one to stick to his
own opinions for fear of
judgement. he tends to stress
himself out about
the little things and worries
over almost everything. online
he tries to play the role of
the hero,
which is the role he wishes he
played in real life.
stereotype ;; the english geek;
nervous nellie
defining traits ;; nervous & funny.
strengths ;; always knows when
to crack a joke, has fantastic
knowledge of literature and
writing. he's smart.
flaws ;; always nervous,
changeable, self conscious.
talents ;; good at playing
acoustic guitar.
likes ;; classic rock,
books, prefers being alone to
crowds, being with people he
can be himself around,
the rain.
dislikes ;; bullies, hip hop,
reality television, math,
specifically trig and
geometry.
disorders ;; anxiety.
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our friends define us.
family ;; parents; deb
and stephen malley.
sister; mackenzie, 18.
friends ;; cosette, chris, & devin
crush ;; kailey
online name ;; ash_888
online friends ;; kailey, chris, &
amelia.
online crush ;; amelia
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sit down a spell and i'll tell you a story .
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here we
go ａｇａｉｎ,
i kinda
ｗａｎｎａ be
more than ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ
so take it
ｅａｓｙ on me,
i'm afraid
you're never
ｓａｔｉｓｆｉｅｄ.
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name;; oliver raines
gender;; male
age;; eighteen
birthday;; october 13
origin;; bristol, england

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hair;; brown
eyes;; brown
height;; 6' 3"
weight;; 160 lbs
build;; thin & broad shouldered
mods;; none.

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living;; bristol
job;; market
school;; plans for uni in london
talents;; clever, musical
flaws;; stubborn, persistent
personality;; intelligent,
innovative,
funny

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______________________________________________________aｂｒｉｅｆoverview.
oliver has never quite been anything extraordinary. he's simply- average, nothing more and nothing less. he knows it, his parents know it, and his friends know it and he honestly has no problem with it. average is good, average is all he needs to be. if he tried a little harder, pushed himself a little more in school, strived to do better than what is expected of him, he would accomplish a lot more. but he can't be bothered to do that. he has other things on his mind. he's eighteen years old, he's out of school for a little while until he heads to the city for university, he's never had a steady girlfriend, he's got a lot of things he wants to do before he chains himself down with the responsibility of college, of life. he's nervous, anxious about real life coming a-knocking. it shows through in his personality. he's a sweet boy, really he is, but he's always worrying about things. he masks it all with a forced bravado and stupid jokes. he spends a lot of time building layers for himself and over the years he's kind if lost who he really is.

form © incognito
character © myself
lyrics © neon trees

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❦ ❧_ｌｉｆｅ'ｓ ｔｏｏ ＳＨＯＲＴ ｔｏ
ｅｖｅｎ ｃａｒｅ ａｔ ＡＬＬ .❧ ❦

ｉ'ｍ ｃｏｍｉｎｇ ⇈ＵＰ ｎｏｗ
ｃｏｍｉｎｇ ＵＰ⇈ ｎｏｗ
ｏｕｔ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ＢＬＵＥ .

↷ ↷ ｔｈｅｓｅ ｚｏｍｂｉｅｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｐａｒｋ ___
___ｔｈｅｙ'ｒｅ ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ ｆｏｒ ｍｙ ＨＥＡＲＴ . ↵

❝ a dark world ＡＣＨＥＳ
__for a splash of ｔｈｅ ｓｕｎ .

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❦ ❧__ａｎｄ ｓｏ ｉ ＲＵＮ ｎｏｗ
ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ＴＨＩＮＧＳ ❧ ❦

ｔｈｅｙ ｓａｉｄ ｃｏｕｌｄ
ＲＥＳＴＯＲＥ ｍｅ . ⇤

↳ ｒｅｓｔｏｒｅ ｌｉｆｅ ｔｈｅ ｗａｙ___
ｉｔ ｓｈｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ .

❝ ｉ'ｍ ｗａｉｔｉｎｇ ｆｏｒ this
ｃｏｕｇｈ ｓｙｒｕｐ ｔｏ ｃｏｍｅ
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ｈｕｓｈ ｎｏｗ ｂｏｙ, ｎｏ ｏｎｅ'ｓ ｌｉｓｔｅｎｉｎｇ ａｎｙｗａｙ.

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on an arid december night in northern arizona a baby boy is born, two minutes to midnight. outside the night is silent, eerily so, not even the sound of passing cars on the distant highway can penetrate the woolen boundary that surrounds peaks hospital. they are encased in a bubble, protecting them from the outside world. they are a sanctuary that rests in the middle of a world that cannot seem to learn the value it silence. samson black is not that boy. he is born in a large, loud commercial hospital right on the border of arizona and southern california. from his first few minutes in our world, he doesn't fit in. this is a theme that he carries for the rest of his life.
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samuel black is much too simple a name for such an overly complicated boy. something strange, unusual, uncommon would have fit him much better, something like ezekiel or wip.
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disclaimer ;; if you use a mac my formatting may not look right
form ;; me
character ;; me
lyrics ;; cough syrup by young the giant

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☞ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｎｅｗ ａｇｅ.
'sup i'm incognito, you can call me cogs, inky, or nito if you'd like. i'm a high semi literate to literate who averages between 500 to 700 words per post, more or less depending on why my partner prefers. i run by eastern standard time however i do go to school and i work monday through thursdays. on those days i'm usually not on until 6 but i stay on until past midnight usually. on weekends i'm on and of throughout the day. depending on the length of the posts i can make between 2 and 3 posts per week. i'm okay with coding and, if you'd prefer, i will make my posts "pretty". i am more concerned with the quality of your writing over the way your posts look however, so if you would rather not format that's fine by me. i'm a bit picky when it comes to partners and i require you meet a few specific standards. i'd like for you to be at least mid-semi literate, obviously proper spelling and grammar is a must, and it would be great if you'd be willing to build up the plot with me. you need to be okay with my style of writing, and though i enjoy playing males, i'd like to play the female once in a while. i get a bit sick of straight romance sometime so if you're comfortable doing m x m or f x f pairings that would be fantastic. i'm very flexible when it comes to plots and genres and am interested in a wide variety of things. i love romance as much as the next writer however it's not detrimental that we include it and i'm fine if we don't. i enjoy doing plots, pairings, or characters based of songs, and am always willing to do fandom based roleplays, oc's or canon characters. au revoir, i hope to hear from some of you.

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✯ ✯ ＫＥＥＰ ｙｏｕｒ
ＨＥＡＤ ｃｌｅａｒ ✯ ✯

ａｎｄ ｔｈｅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ｏｕｔ ↵

↷ ↷ ｔｈｅｙ'ｌｌ ｏｎｌｙ---------
-------ｐｕｌｌ ｙｏｕ ｕｎｄｅｒ ↶ ↶

ｉｆ ｙｏｕ ＬＥＴ ｔｈｅｍ ＩＮ.

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{ ＩＮＴＲＯＤＵＣＩＮＧ ＨＥＮＲＹ you know how everyone always talks about love? falling in love, being in love, losing your one true love. it seems like nowadays everywhere you turn someone, somewhere, is talking about that ever elusive, entirely ambiguous thing that we, as humans, label, like we label everythig else, as love. henry morgan has never participated in these fanciful ramblings. he would if he understood exactly what they were talking about but he's never found it easy to understand that kind of thing. love is an element that has always been absent in his life. for the longest time, henry was positive he was aromantic as well as asexual. he's since come to the realization that he's certaibly not aromantic, but after much experimentation and research, he's come to the conclusion that he is most certainly asexual. the whole subject of sexuality intrigues him, the fluidity and flexibility of it, so he's not sold on the fact that his sexuality will stay the way it is forever. on his birth certificate it states that henry was born on the twenty third of april at exactly midnight. this is untrue, a misprint of you will. he was actually born on the twenty third at noon however there was some kind of miscommunication issue so, officially, he was born twelve hours after he actually first entered the world. henry has always been the black sheep of the family. incredibly rational, but ironically intrigued by undefinable, impossible things, often times he's marked off as a bit of an oddball. he's distant, cold, walls that reach up, brushing fingertips with the stars block him from the rest of the world. he is a heavy smoker, and, though he has tried to quit multiple times, has never succeeded in the endeavor. he is made up of shadow, he is the physical emodiment of chiaroscuro. there is no grey within him, no median. he is either one thing or the other and that is it. he doesn't know himself, can't seem to put the pieces together as he swirls around and around in his homemade whirlpool. it keeps him trapped, stops him from reaching an understanding, but without it he would fall until he hits a bottom there is no returning from.

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ｔａｒａ ａｔｈｅｎａ ｓｔａｒｌｉｎｇ.

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ｃａｓｔｏｒ ｄｕｆｆ.