american candy

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please don't post here or comment anything, thank you. this is basically a place for me to store any forms i have done
for roleplaying purposes.

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by the pricking of my thumb
something wicked this way comes
most beautiful woman in the world
dust gypsie witch
ring master
boy
boy
other chick

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reserved for female writing sample

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xxy information at all, but this will be easy to fil
xxl out in the end so i can't really complain all th
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indenton the following morning, a brunet male could not find his shoes. nor could he find his shirt, let alone a jacket to cover his chest. the earlier night faded into a blur with dancing images that only made him think he suffered from vertigo. with so many problems arising so early, he begun to thought this sounded similar to a children's book. the same male stumbled into his bathroom. after applying several splashes of cold water across his face, he brought his tired (yet panicked) gaze to the mirror. bloodshot eyes. a slight stubble. dark circles. untamed hair. he held back a groan by letting a yawn seize his body. in the back of his cluttered mind jeremy decided it would suit him best to not linger on what exactly happened the night before. instead he indulged himself with a somewhat delightful shower. for some reason he hadn't pondered as to what the effect of water hitting the tub would do to his head. once out, he turned off the lights before wrapping a towel around his waist. definitely hungover jeremy thought sourly, yet a small chuckle emitted from his throat. he stumbled back into his dark room to pull on pajama bottoms and plain white t-shirt before flopping onto his cool bed.
indentand when his day did begin, he felt like a hundred bucks. hangover remedy? a virgin mary along with sunnyside up eggs, buttered white toast, and some bacon to top it all off. he wore dark jeans and flannel shirt contrasting from his earlier "bedtime" clothing. eye-drops had gotten rid of the red that surrounded his irises, and a cold spoon diminished the dark circles. he yawned again whilst brushing his teeth, hoping that would get his breath to smell minty fresh. he gargled, rinsed, and wiped his mouth. as someone who worked with alcohol for a living, it wasn't at all wise to drink the same substance that made him money. jeremy, like with all the pestering notes, shrugged it off and continued to walk about his loft. on the coffee table he found crumpled up bills which must have been his tips. alongside them was his missing shirt from last night along with the brown leather jacket he always wore. once those articles of clothing were scooped up and put on a pile on the couch, jeremy grabbed his keys.
indent the twenty-one year old had always been a fan of 60's cars. they were made from real metal, nothing plastic. and, being the environmental guy he was, jeremy absolutely hated plastic. yet, he still drove the gas guzzling machine of the mustang gt. to combat those who found it ironic, he would often make up statistics and quote what sounded like real sources. in other words, jeremy was often problematic with the need to always win. stubborn, argumentative, and dynamic - words he heard from customers. good or bad? he was an optimistic therefore deeming any comment wonderful. when the machine came to a stop, the male sat in the plush seats for a moment. agenda of the day? grab a smoothie...maybe a soft pretzel, blow off time until it came to work, and then charm people for money. that small pep talk caused jeremy to walk into the small, exotic cafe and to stand in line as he waited for his turn to spend cash.

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xxthis is a premade form for any roleplay that is
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xxy information at all, but this will be easy to fil
xxl out in the end so i can't really complain all th
xxat much. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah bla

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eldon mathews