[hey! you!] rp, anyone? [get offa my cloud!]

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Alright so I feel absolutely horrible right now and I figure this might improve things, which means I'd like to rp. 8D I'm open for anyone, really; I'd like to meet some new people here. Human or deer goes for everyone except Aeros, and we can decide on the setting later. -sits back-

Aeros is aaaaawriiiiiight.
Pan Is good, a little put off by Never's current escapades.
Tuna is alright but feeling a little iffy thanks to everything with Rut.
Oz is fine, and I'd like to play him a lot since I rarely do. :U

Oh, and deer can be used more than once, so it's okay to pipe up even if it's already taken. :U
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-sits in corner-

-sits in corner-

-plants self on Fled-

-plants self on Fled-
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Get outta my iTunes! That

Get outta my iTunes! That song is playing on mine right now D8
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-MISSES RP FUUUUUU GUYS- hi

-MISSES RP FUUUUUU GUYS-

hi cato. No. 8D

I SUGGEST SOME BUTTERSCOTCH

I SUGGEST SOME BUTTERSCOTCH STALLION/NEBNEB

THIS CASE IS CLOSED
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OKAY BUT IT WOULD PROBABLY

OKAY BUT IT WOULD PROBABLY HAVE TO BE ALL CRACKED UP BECAUSE HOW CAN YOU RP THEM SRSLY IT'S JUST NOT POSSIBLE I DON'T EVEN

BECAUSE AZALEA WOULD COME

BECAUSE AZALEA WOULD COME BACK FROM THE DEAD AND PAN WOULD FLIP A BITCH AND NEVER WOULD DO DRUGS OR SOMETHING AND THEN THEY WOULD BLOW SOMETHING UP YES
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AREN'T THEY ALL JUST DOING

AREN'T THEY ALL JUST DOING DRUGS IN THE FIRST PLACE

WHAT IF ALL OF TEF

IS JUST

NEVER AND PAN ON DRUGS
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...that might just be the

...that might just be the equivalent of dividing by zero...but with the added trip.

The sun was shining, but it

The sun was shining, but it didn't affect the golden-haired man walking to the door of the apartment. Everything about him screamed 'stress'; his clothes were rumpled, his eyes were too wide as if he'd been keeping them open for a week, his shoulders were slumped as he walked. Even Rutilus' hair, which he had always taken pride in, looked rather dishevelled. He hadn't shaved in about four days.
Running a hand over the stubble on his chin, Rutilus allowed himself a heavy sigh, and rested his forehead against the wood of the door. I pray to God she's in. It wasn't as if the end of the world would come if she was out, but he wanted to see her.
Maybe he needed to. Although Rutilus was certainly coping better than Taliene, his moods were very swing-y and although there were the good moments - usually when he was at Draak's - the bad moments were far worse. Only two nights ago he'd gone and gotten drunk, something he'd tried to ban himself from doing after the last incident.
It took him a few minutes to realise he hadn't actually knocked yet. Bloody hell. Rutilus rapped his knuckles on the door, four times, a staccato rhythm. He took a few steps back, looking down at his sneakers. These things are kinda old. Need new ones. This made him then examine the white shirt he was wearing, and lastly his leather jacket. Rutilus was very fond of his jacket.
They seemed okay.
The sun kept shining, and he felt that maybe he'd start shining too, sometime.

[ HELLO. ]
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(HIHIHITHERE.) Tuna was fond

(HIHIHITHERE.)

Tuna was fond of her roomates. However, that didn't daunt her contentment when they were out, leaving her to pleasant silence. M was out on his daily driver's license quest, and Danila had gone to the store to pick up some groceries. The blonde was making the most of it, music filling the apartment, swaying lightly as she carefully tuned her saxaphone to the notes.

A knock on the door, however, caused her to look up, setting her instrument aside in a moment. Her chest swelled a little with hopeful anticipation. Rut? Jesus, you've been gone for days. If it is you.

Limping over to the door without bothering to pause the music, the woman pulled it open, her face brightening at the sight of the man she had hoped for. It faded, however, when she took in his appearance. "Holy...what happened to you? Not that I'm not happy to see you or anything, but...wow."
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/stalkkkk

/stalkkkk
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-WAVE- hi

-WAVE- hi

Offering a smile, blue eyes

Offering a smile, blue eyes stared at Tuna as if he hadn't seen her in weeks. "I'm fine, you twit." A natural reaction; insult someone playfully, act as if everything was fine. Rutilus let himself in, sliding past the blonde woman and into the apartment. He looked at the saxaphone, while listening to the music blaring out into the room. "'Ey look, s'the good old sax. Anyhow." He turned on his heel to face Tuna, licking his lips somewhat nervously. "Where's Masque and D?" Rutilus hadn't really informed anyone he knew that he and Danila had actually become proper friends, but he didn't feel that it mattered much. "Don't tell me they're tired of you." His tone was playful; the Brit was trying to distract Tuna from himself.
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"Both out - no, they don't

"Both out - no, they don't hate me yet, surprisingly." Despite her playful voice, she couldn't bring herself to smile, looking over his ragged hair and disheveled clothes. Crossing the room with a lope, the blonde settled herself on the back of the couch and ran a hand through her hair. "Am I allowed to inquire as to what the fuck happened over the past week, or is it best friend code not to ask? Because you got me worried here."

There was a long pause that

There was a long pause that clearly indicated that something bad had happened. Rutilus let himself sigh through his nose, folding his arms across his muscular chest while avoiding looking anywhere near Tuna. He didn't sit down, but leaned against the wall instead, licking his lips as he tried to figure out what to say.
"Y'know my sister, Taliene." Pushing himself off of the wall the golden-haired man paced, running a large hand through said hair. "Y'know how she was engaged to Gehirn.
Yeah. Well he cheated on her.
"
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The exposition flickered

The exposition flickered through her ears, but the final sentence was a dull thud, Rut's flat voice accenting it well. Tuna's fists clenched slightly. "Aw, man. Poor babe. Hope the son of a bitch gets his..." She trailed off, gazing around the apartment. "Guess that explains why you look like hell. Tell me you haven't been combining booze and pills again before I punch you in the stomach."

Gaze hitting the floor, he

Gaze hitting the floor, he exhaled heavily and eventually moved over to sit on the sofa. "Nah, I haven't." He ran a hand over his face, remembering he needed to shave. "Taliene's a state, a bloody fucking state." Rutilus muttered, both hands now in his hair, elbows on his knees. "I can't fucking stand cheaters."
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I'm sure you can't. Sighing

I'm sure you can't. Sighing lightly, Tuna nodded, eyes on the door. "Probably needs someone to talk to her. Someone that isn't me, because I'd probably freak her out." She turned her head to look at Rut, and, taking in his depressed posture, stood up straight and climbed over the back of the couch, plopping down next to him and sliding her hand across his back calmly. "Duuuude. You need to cheer up. Some way that doesn't involve alcohol, but I'll help."