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Name: [Justify]Julien Cafoel Nickname/Other names: Joey Age: 19 Apperance: Julien’s weight, though fluctates, tends to stick within healthy ranges overall. His physique is about normal. Not much muscle and little toning, but slim and proportionate to his height. Susceptible to...

I would.

And to think I wasted my time role-playing on Habbo lol, I didn't think anyone role-played on MSN. Those were the days, though...

LMAO

In 2020 called for a state of emergency in the United States and a declaration of war against Japan. All that passed military screening for disability or disease were deployed to Asia to battle. Akin to the 1940s, rations would sustain the nation, and women would be toiled into the defence...

Might be strange, but listening to radio discussions and documentaries works. You don't have to be interested in the documentary, just one with semi-descriptive commentary works. If you get bored easily another thing is showbiz journalism. Unlike politics it has to make up for lack of...

And that was the moment, I lost my shit. EDIT: My first anime was Ranma 1/2. Still have the episodes on a disk somewhere.

SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS!

Too late to join?

I'd be down.

Joel's mouth took a subtle ‘o’ formation, before realising they were alone. He coughed and lent his arm on the chair beside his, losing his balance he then lent forward again, looking around fearfully for any sign of Jason. "Anyways, before Jason comes over to uh, break my face — I'm just gonna...

Joel ran over, sure not to trip over his own feet, as he approached the table he removed his bag and chucked a variety of packaged snacks onto the table. "I was held up — the janitor was talking to me about drugs — what a creep." He said, a little too loudly, before taking a seat beside Cora and...

Christopher walked through the exit and onto the halls at a quick pace. "Christop—" A voice echoed after him, which he scorned, and continued to stride towards the fire exit. Gravelling grey eyes drawn to the floor, eyebrows quickly becoming furrowed. Christopher seemed to revise recent...

Though his ultimate preference would be pounding his own fists into Jason's face. He could be satisfied witnessing his bad fortune — but not presently. Without any remorse, his lips curled. "I'm done here," He simply said, taking a casual walk away, before he could change his mind. (Ah, kinda...

Christopher took a stride towards him so their faces were only centimetres apart. He became profoundly amused. "Cora — see, you can't even get her name right," He smirked. "But since you're so positive about ending me — I don't mind taking this outside." Christopher's glare gradually turned to...

Christopher's frustration quickly arose as he spotted him. He seemed to be coming over — even though the pair weren't particularly enemies, he despised him; walking around with that arrogant smile like he owned the place. As Jason sat down, Chris pushed his book aside. "Baby? Really?" He mocked...

"Caught up, probably." Christopher candidly replies, initially. "Don't worry, he'll show up — since you're here," He mentioned, while scanning his book for any lines that seem to capture his short attention span, "He wouldn't want to ‘miss out’ on anything." (I was thinking, to pull them...

Christopher takes an audible breath, "That's a sore topic — let's just study and get the hell out of here, sound good?" He says with a restless murmur, pacing ahead. Chris, on most days, was like this; moody one minute, and moody the next. He throws his bag onto the table and examines the array...

"Jealous?" Christopher returns a subtle laugh, some question to his voice, as they entered the school library. "For the reference — I've blown my last chance here, I reserve every right to sneak around," Christopher added, speaking through his teeth so he wouldn't be called out and slaughtered...