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Hey there! It's been a while since I've been on here ^^; I've caught some great RPers from here and now I'm looking for another! I'm kinda looking to try a Blood Lad RP. I've been into the fandom for a while, but I just recently made an OC for it and I'm looking to try and break them in. I'd...

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Marching Band Show Name: The King's Throne

Talon groaned to herself and slammed her head on her desk. "Is it lunch time yet?" [emoji96]EN GARDE FUCCBOI

Talon set her head down on her desk, listening to the fight rather than watching it. Somehow her gaze fixed on Dante's feet and she watched as he wiggled his toes. That's when she finally noticed that he wasn't wearing any shoes. Her nose crinkled as she lowered her brows in question. Such...

"Hey, settle back chatter box," Talon said raising her hands up in a defensive manner. A tiny smirk fell on her lips. It was true, these two were polar opposites in a social sense. Even if she didn't have a soul that could match wavelengths with any weapon, she felt like there was a big chance...

Speak of the devil. The she-reaper pursed her lips toward her weapon as she watched him make his way up to the seat next to her. As he sat down, she leaned into him and looked him over closely. "Morning sleepy head," she greeted after a moment or so. Brotha had obviously just woken up. "Snooze...

Talon was pretty sure she'd answered her questions correctly. I mean, this WAS a simple lesson after all. Just because she came in late didn't mean she was a moron. It just meant that all snooze buttons were douche bags. But speaking of morons... Where in the HELL is Dante? Her tall and...

Talon completed her work rather quickly. "And...done," she announced to herself just as she slammed the book shut. Once again, she slumped back into her chair, sighing to herself. "Easy peasy."