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Kanen King Kanen was acutely aware of Orion practically melting into the palm of his hands. "Well aren't you sweet." Kanen replied cooly to Orion's compliments. As the two walked, Kanen not-so-subtly checked out other students among the throng of Slytherins, Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs and...

Kanen King Kanen had been meandering from one little shop to the next, not really looking for anything in particular, but just browsing for browsing's sake. Aside from snacks, he rarely bought things from Hogsmeade though. Most of his possessions sent directly to him by his family, who claimed...

Kanen King The air was hot and still, the smell of smoke staining the inside of Kanen's nostrils. A fire raged at the end of the room, casting long shadows down the main hall of the King family estate. The high ceiling disappeared into darkness above, making the decorated walls seem like they...

Room for another?

THE DOG Jamison was a simple man, but he did enjoy his fancy clothes and accessories. When he had money, that’s where it tended to go. That and alcohol anyways. That said, Jamie hated the simple clothes he had been told to wear for this job. Sure, they were clean and ironed out, so Jamie at...

I am sincerely jealous of how pretty all of your guys’ character sheets look. Code is hard, my brain can’t lol

Ok lol, I am just glad I'm not just an idiot haha

Am I dumb and just don't know how to work y'all's CS code, or are your CS's just not quite finished. (Just asking because I have 100% not realized there were places to click on CS sheets. Code is hard lol)

(WIP) Name: Jamison "Jamie" Moore Fake Name: Mac "The Mad Dog" Matthausen D.O.B: Oct. 1st, 1861 Age: 29 (or 30, depending on when in the year this will be starting.) Gender/Orientation: Straight Male Role: 'The Dog' Face Claim: Tom Hardy, from Peaky Blinders Personality: Jamie is a coin...

Tuck Swords clashed with one another, echoing in the cold winter air. Each strike rang, one after another, forming a symphony of sharp and rigid clangs and clatters. The wind swirled around the two swordsmen, battling atop a twisting spire that challenged God in the way that it rose above the...

(Code is Evil and I refuse to accept otherwise. Also, properly formatting is for nerds.) Tucker 'Tuck' Vance 18 [SPOILER="History[/SIZE] From the day Tucker could walk his parents have been cramming information into his head like knowledge was food and they were in the middle of a famine...

Ozzy As Spencer explained the situation, Oz just soaked the information in. He’d done his best to distance himself from London’s underbelly, and as a result of that, he was often out of the loop. He knew who the Sullivan’s, vaguely, but he had no idea what kind of influence the family had...

Ozzy Oz had become a regular at The Royal Taphouse, especially after the bartenders had learned of his familial relations and had stopped charging his tab. Besides that, it was nice to be a regular somewhere. It gave Oz some sense of routine and normalcy, and generally speaking, the pub was...

Ozzy walked slowly, slower than normal, through the crowded corridors of the cemetery. His head hung low, with his hair tied back and his beard neatly combed. He was wearing the nicest clothes he owned, an old suit that was fading with time and a tie so ugly that it never should have been worn...

Oswald “Ozzy” Taylor “Taylor! Keep those fuckers pinned down! Alvin, Smith, down the side alley!” Ozzy shouldered his rifle, peering around the corner of the brick home he was hiding behind. What had started as a small street skirmish had quickly turned into an all out firefight, and now his...