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͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙ ♡𐡘 𐡘General Information 𐡘 𐡘♡ ͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙Name: Saengdao "Maé" KanjanapasNickname: Maé (May)Age: 21 years oldBirthdate: June 21, 2002Birthplace:Chiang Mai, ThailandCurrent Living: Seoul, South KoreaOccupation: Barista at a cafe / Newbie modelNationality: Thai/ FrenchSexuality: GayLanguages: Thai, French, English, and Korean͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙ ♡𐡘 𐡘 Family and Friends𐡘 𐡘♡ ͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙Mother: Emmeline D'AbovilleRelationship: Decent, she will take care of Mae out of the watch of his father but when his father says or does something she stands by and watches. Father: Mongkut KanjanapasRelationship: Terrible, Controlling type and a bit abusive, doesn't like how Mae is so constantly tries  to toughen him up and make him like a real man.Older Brother: Thaksin "Hero" KanjanapasRelationship: Terrible, He constantly picks on Mae, hates who Mae is, and will do anything to make sure he feels small and unwanted. Friend(s): TBA͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙ ♡𐡘 𐡘 Outlook𐡘 𐡘♡ ͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙Hair Style: Usually cut short, sometimes will be pushed backHair Color: Dyed various colors but Orange seems to be the main color he hasEye Color: BrownSkin type: Pale/slightly tannedBody Type: Slender and smallHeight: 5'5"Weight: 130 lbs͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙ ♡𐡘 𐡘 Personality/Favorites𐡘 𐡘♡ ͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙Personality: Mae's personality ranges between being really bubbly and cute to being shy and quiet, just depends on who he is around. If around people who are overly angry or he feels like they are annoyed with him, his walls will come straight up and his personality will hide. Favorite Color(s): Mostly pink but anything pastelFavorite Food(s): Sushi, Anything Sweet or meat or SpicyFavorite Drink(s): Boba Tea, Strawberry/Watermelon Flavored drinksFavorite Movie(s): Encanto (Top Favorite), Disney, Horror, or Marvel moviesFavorite Music: Anything but country music, HyperpopHobbies: Drawing, Painting, Crocheting, Plush collectingLikes: Strawberries, Cuddling, Flowers/Nature, Eating, and Rainy DaysDislikes: Stress, Drama, Spiders/Bugs other than butterflies, The darkHabits: Munching on Food, Playing with his hair, biting his lip, and purring͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙ ♡𐡘 𐡘 Background𐡘 𐡘♡ ͙ ͙۪۪̥ ͙Birth/Childhood: Mae was born in Chiang Mai, Thailand to a Thai father and a french mother, the second child in the family, the moment he was brought home from the hospital he was already hated by his older brother. He was raised pretty spoiled by his mother but his father barely had much to do with him. By the time he was 4 years old his family moved to France to live in Paris as his father owned a company and he began to go to school becoming fluent in French along with his Thai. As he grew he found his love for art and many other different hobbies, though when he was 10 years old that was when the abuse began with his older brother and his father since his looks were becoming more feminine than masculine. Teenager/20 years old: About the time Mae was 15 years old he began to show up to school with many bruises on his body and face which alerted the French police. After about the third time they came to the house his father moved the entire family to another country, South Korea figuring if they hid somewhere new they could start all over again. Once settling in Mae was sent to classes with his brother to learn Korean as Mae was able to do it quickly. He sat watching his father getting a new company, his brother slowly getting worse, and his mother getting more and more quiet about the abuse Mae was getting around the house. At the age of 19 he found himself his first boyfriend, someone he thought he would always be happy with. But after the first few months the boyfriend suddenly got possessive and very weird. Kept commenting on how much like a girl he looked, anything to make Mae feel like he was crawling in his skin. Eventually it got to the point that he was being forced to only stay at home, he wasn't allowed to leave or do anything as his ex believed he would run off with other men. Soon the actions turned to the man he thought he was going to be with being another person that would put bruises on his body. He felt trapped and unable to control what he was doing. It took until he was 20 to be able to run away and find his own place away from the ex-boyfriend and his family. Current: At the age of 21 he now works as a barista in a cafe and is a model in training this would get him enough money for rent, food, and to splurge on his love for drawing and painting. He spends a lot of his free time going out to try new food and create art of nature, constantly hiding from the possibility of running into his family again, though he secretly meets up with his mother so she doesn't worry. Now he's just looking for a life full of friends and happiness

Chicago Museum: 8:00The entire city was to attend this Gala, as there was to be a grand opening of a new exhibit. The dive into the spirits of the Amazon, and that had intrigued Lara enough to where she would be in attendance as well. Her limousine had taken the shortest path through the city, and just as Lara had finished applying her ruby lipstick the vehicle had come to a stop in front of the broad building. The Countess of Abingdon was attired in a sparkling black gown with the bottom half cut to give the woman plenty of movement while wearing it, her hair had been tied in a long rope-like braid that coiled into the seat beside her. Slowly the door opened to ventilate the evening air through the car, and she stepped out onto the red carpet. The heels of her formal string shoes thumped upon the carpet, and giving her that extra three inches which made her 5'11 once she stood still long enough to be flashed by the cameras, recognizing Lara Croft as one of the wealthy doners of this museum. Many of the African relics in the East wing had been donated by her upon her many digs, but tonight was more about winding down, and getting to know some of the more powerful figures in the city.Her swiveling hips carried her to the front of the slanted stairs, as her long athletic legs mounted each step, one after the other, and then she was close enough to where banners as long as fifty feet ebony drapes that displayed "Mysteries of the amazon." Lara did fancy herself a good story, so this would be an adventure of itself. Lara was allowed to step in due to the curtesy of one of the guests that walked before her, and she stepped in through the circular door. The cool evening air soon replaced with the central heating of the building, and Lara's foot placements had seemed to echo despite it being so loud with all of the mingling, and cross talk. "Miss Croft..I am so glad that you could make it." The museum curator was a short older woman who Lara had befriended on their first meeting, her fingers slowly fit inside of her own, and she kissed the woman's cheeks softly. "Of course, Miss Green. I wouldn't miss this Gala for the world.." Lara said, as she smiled down at her, and walked with her a moment. "Now your recent addition was one that drew great importance for tonight's tour, and within the hour. We will be cutting the red tape, or rather the Mayor will. I would be honored if you would be one of the first to take part in tonights exhibit." What a request, one that had caught Lara off-guard a bit. "Well, well..that is quite an honor. I..of course, I will." The kind curator kissed Lara's knuckle and then patted her weathered hands on top of her appendage. "Thank you, my dear. Thank you.. please, enjoy yourself until then."Lara smiled warmly, as her heart filled with immense joy at being reunited with her friend again. It had been too long since she had been to this part of the world, and she was taking some time off from her world-traveling to help fund and promote some of the local attractions; Lara approached the refreshment table to scoop up one of the smoked salmon crackers and lifted it to her lips for a large bite. Croft chewed happily and then turned her focus on some of the other guests in attendance. Right away she noticed that quite a few wealthy families had also joined the Gala, knowing that they were all here to promote the museum in some way. The history of the world was just as important as the present times, and Lara wanted to make sure that this museum had gotten the exposure that it rightfully deserved. Lara was approached by a waiter holding a large tray filled with glasses of champagne, and she reached out to collect one of the glasses. "Enjoy your evening miss.." He said in passing, and Lara tilted the glass back a bit to taste of the bubbly liquid. Mm.. The tingling bringing out excitement within the woman, and the heels of her shoes clacked across the floor. She wasn't just here for the showing, however, as she did hear that there had been a series of murders that took place in Lake Michigan not too long ago, each of the sailors killed in a ritualistic fashion. She hadn't expected the Aztecs to be known for ripping the heads off of people, and what's worse was that she also found out that there was no such weapon nor man of such power to do the kind of damage seen upon the bodies that were found in the morgue.Part 2 in the works..

This is a highly triggering page Preston is a dark character and he's someone who is closeted with his sexuality. Please don't force a ship for him . This is a multi verse and multi ship page. I will add more rules as needed .

Originally, I had planned to write this rules either on the same day or the next day when I created this profile. But life had kept me busy. Anyway, I would probably come back on this rules blog to add more rules when they will come up and edit this part out. Without further ado, here are my rules.1) Normally, I would not mind people send me friend requests. However, I do not want anyone to send me suggestive themed messages or pics on the first message or comment. It is more of a "first impression" type of thing and I don't want to think that anyone who send me that in the first message/comment to be all about sm*t. I appreciate those who do that to be at least civil. Just because I have mature story bit on my profile, it doesn't mean I want to jump right into it. I want build up and connections first.2) Regarding rping length, like para, multiple para, etc, I have no problem with. As long as I need time to come up with the replies. However, Novella are something I can't do, because of real life. My apologies to those who do Novella rps. Also, one liners are a bit tricky. I will get bored easily because of the lack of details. While it is okay for some one-off rp, in the long term, I want more then one liners. I know that I said that I am busy in rl, but one line rps are not something I want to invest in a long term.3) Romance, something I felt I need to talk about. My Spidey, at the time I am writing this rule, is single. I don't know how to feel about multi love interest. I did see a few rpers who do that. But I don't know if I want that or not. But I do want to settle down with one love interest. Till that happens, I will play it by ear. Oh, I am not limited to MJ. No offense, but finding a MJ is not what I am looking for. I am not a PeterxMJ fan. Not a hater of MJ, just not a fan of those two together. 4) This rules will establish that I don't mind waiting for people who have reasons for being gone, and I do understand rl. But I also do routine friends list clean up. Meaning that I will check on my friends list every month or two months clean out my list. I will keep in mind of those who have reasons who are gone for a bit, like medical or emergency family emergency, as I am not unreasonable. But those who straight up left their profile with not warning or anything, I will remove them.

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NAME: JasperMIDDLE: ChrimsonLAST: RosewoodAGE: 19 yrDOB: July 7thSIGN: CancerBIRTHSTONE: RubyBREED: Fox ShifterSEXUALITY: GayPROFESSION: Model/SocialiteEYE COLOR: BrownHAIR COLOR: RedHEIGHT: 5'9"BODY SHAPE:  Slender, Slight masculinity, TonedSKIN TONE: Lite SkinSHOE SIZE: 10.5 HOBBY(S): Exploring, Rock climbing, Reading, Drawing, Collecting Moonstones. 

AUDITION FORM:What character caught your eye and why?:OCs, what do you feel your character will bring to the group?:Have you been, or are you currently part of another rpg? If you are, that's completely fine, as long as you understand that you'll be making us an equal priority.:Audition pieces MUST be at least 3 paragraphs as the character that you are auditioning for. You can write as much as you want, but just remember we love QUALITY over QUANTITY, so a long sample does not guarantee your acceptance. Send in a message with tittle Audition form, and we will try our best to get back to you ASAP. . template credit.

I'm a 37 year old female writer (happily married, mind you so don't get any silly ideas!) with over two decades of experience under my belt. I won't say I'm the best of the best, but my passion is there. At the end of the day I'm here to write. Making friends is nice, but I'm very shy and anxious, and it's easy to lose interest in my stories if I'm dealing with heavy anxiety. So please, let's not overcomplicate things. I need direction when it comes to stories. Discussion is a must before starting anything big. I ADORE banter! It's very fun and a great way for our muses to feel each other out as well as to test the waters of compatibility with other writers. I'm not fully sure I will be using Discord anymore and have deleted the one that I've been using for Astarion. I've had too many bad experiences there with people not respecting my boundaries and I've hit a limit with it. If I ever do decide to make a new one I won't be joining any servers, neither will I be making any. Any and all writing will happen here on site. My presence isn't transactional and I don't owe anyone anything aside from my very best when it comes to writing. That's it. Please don't push or pester me. I deserve a safe space here as much as everyone else. There are no time limits or writing limits with me. Give me what you've got and I will return the same amount of effort. If you have beef with other writers, that's between you and them. I mind my own business for my own sanity's sake and do not want to be involved. Thank you for reading! I just want to RP- not to be stressed out! So let's have a nice, NORMAL time, ok? 

Well, I'm back.  And I'm not 100% sure why.  I'm not sure who is going to find this as I'm not making friend requests or anything but honestly this blog is meant to be about me anyway.  I am just journaling my life.  I figured this was the best place to put it.I made it out of mania.  I'm on the meds now like a good girl.  I wonder how much more I would say if I felt I could be completely open and vulnerable.  We'll see what happens when I get my kids back someday.OK SO LET'S TALK ABOUT MY LIFEThings with the boyfriend are strained... He spent a week at his stbx wife's house trying to help her transition through their breakup.  He probably would have spent another one if I was not like, "Uhm, hello, this cannot be healthy for either one of you actually" while also reminding him that I am a biased source for information and not to actually listen to me.Let's talk about my guilt with that for a second.... It's his son's mother!  Adopted mother, and he the adopted father, but that i think makes it even worse.  Am I being a homewrecker?  They were separated for a couple years before I ever got involved and he says that he was over her before we got together but suddenly 2 months into our relationship she wants to get back with him?  And I'm around now?  And I told him "You can take a few months and try to make things work with her and I'll be cool with that but I also won't be just waiting around for you" and he was like "nah".... it was more than "nah" ok but that's the jist of it.  Should I have encouraged him more to stay with her?  UGH it's so frustrating when the Universe is like "babes, this one's on you"Also, I have a girlfriend.  Ya'll would love her.  She's swimming in fanfiction creation.  She won't even share her Tumbler page with me.  Which i find a little funny given these circumstances.  I tried to tell her about this site but it fell on deaf ears.  Sometimes she's wrapped into her own ideas and that's cool i guess.I love her to pieces, as a good friend and as a human being but I don't think I can say I'm "in love" with her, and I feel like the "I love you"s took a turn there and i don't really know how to correct them.I also have a bunch of friends, some of which who have come back into the fold and some of which are new but have been around for years now and some of which who are newer and ever so kind.  It's hard to trust the latter though.  It's almost like you have to test a friendship before you know it's real in my head.  Like, I don't believe you're gonna have my back when I'm manic but then again nobody did.  But then again I didn't have many friends to start with when I fell off the deep end.Mac MIller still lifts my spirits.  Still intimidated as hell by Ari.  Found a new solace in Spotify though, and the new artists I have found to really enjoy (Shout out Hozier)IDRK what to say anymore so I'm gonna stop saying things.  WIll update when there's another moment I feel I should

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 “Beneath the Waves”  (Verse 1) In the heart of the ocean’s embrace, Where sunlight fades and shadows trace, A secret realm of fire and might, Volcanoes slumber through day and night. (Pre-Chorus) Their fiery breath, a whispered song, Hidden from our eyes, where currents throng, Beneath the waves, they dream and sigh, A symphony of ancient lullabies. (Chorus) Oh, beneath the waves, where magma flows, A molten dance, where mystery grows, Volcanoes sleep, their fiery core, In ocean depths, forevermore. (Verse 2) Their rocky beds, a cradle deep, Where tides weave tales, and secrets keep, The Earth’s heartbeat pulses below, A fiery rhythm, a primal glow. (Pre-Chorus) And when they wake, oh, what a sight, Eruptions paint the blackest night, Lava kisses the water’s skin, A tempest born from deep within. (Chorus) Oh, beneath the waves, where magma flows, A molten dance, where mystery grows, Volcanoes sleep, their fiery core, In ocean depths, forevermore. (Bridge) Legends tell of ancient wrath, Gods and goddesses in their path, Yet even now, as tides ebb and sway, Volcanoes slumber, waiting for their day. (Verse 3) Beneath the waves, where currents entwine, Volcanoes dream, their fiery hearts align, In molten chambers, a rhythmic beat, Earth’s pulse echoing in the deep’s retreat. (Outro) So let us honor their silent might, These guardians of the hidden night, For beneath the waves, they weave their tale, Volcanoes dream, and the oceans sail. 

----General Information----Name: Choi SanAlias: Night WolfExperiment Number: NW-00187Age: 24 years oldGender: MaleSpecies: Wolf ShifterBirthplace: UnknownCurrent living: Seoul, South KoreaNationality: KoreanSexuality: GayOccupation: Underground Street Fighter----Other Information----Personality: Generally if he knows who you are he is nice and sweet, but if it is someone new he has his guard up, makes a more curious or unsure approach to things, not wanting to let anyone close in fear that they could possibly be from the agency that is trying to take him back to the lab. Background: San was born in a place god knows where, right in the facility that created him, unaware of who his mother or father was just the heavy amounts of scientists that helped him grow up. He remembers when he reached about 10 years old that when things began to become painful for his life. He remembers being strapped down to chairs, having needles poked into his arms, right into his veins, he remembered the pain of what they injected him with and the numerous experiments that they performed on him. After the experiments were done he was immediately thrown into combat training, survival, things to do with computers, anything that would help him get by in the world. Every day it was the same drill get beat up, fail a program, go hungry and bleeding for several days until he got much better at it. At the age of 18 the heavy doses of experimentation finally hit him, the first time he felt his body on fire, the first time he felt his skin rip apart and he turned into something different. A pure black wolf, he could hear the scientists applauding, so happy that they had created a man made shifter with their own hands. San was horrified but it was now his life, a human that was able to shift into an animal or at least have the tail and ears in certain situations. Once San had mastered everything he needed, climbing to the top of the ranks, mastered being able to do things even in his wolf form he was assigned to an organization of 7 other men all in black. In this organization to turned into a hitman of sorts, the rich or anyone with the money would pay to have a person or a group of people eliminated and San would do it no questions asked just so he would be able to return to the building and relax. At the age of 22 that was when he realized what he was doing was wrong, that was when his human instincts kicked in and told him he needed to run. A job that involved a family that had to be eliminated just because someone was bored made San realize he wasn't this kind of person anymore, he couldn't be this kind of person. Unable to speak about that mission he simply ran in the middle of it, ditching everything he had to escape into the darkest parts of Korea looking for a new life. Now at 24 he lives in the undergrounds of Seoul, in an abandoned building while doing Street Fighting for money, being one of the best there so he could easily earn thousands. He constantly hides himself to make sure that the agency doesn't find him again, keeping himself in the shadows the best he can.

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God came one day to AbrahamSaying Abe my son I have this planSee all these stars up in the skyTo your kin folk I will give lifeSo Abraham being a righteous manHad two sons all in Gods planBut being old he and his wife couldn't waitSo he laid with a female slaveMiracles from aboveIshmael and Isaac grew upBut a test came for his loveGod had asked for his trustHagar was left behindAs father and son travelled the dessertWhere he had been called to testifyHow he could pioneer and turn to rightBring civilisation to God's lightNow we all know the test was passedOr we wouldn't be here todaySpeaking of the saviours who brought us to God's wayFrom Abraham came his sonsThe messengers forever honouredIn Christianity, Judaism and IslamJacob, Moses, Elijah and JonahZechariyah, John, Soloman and NoahFrom them came Jesus and MohammedSo we say peace be upon them allAnd peace be upon this worldUnited we standFor our ancestors were oneFrom the same blood we beganFor the same Lord we bow...