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The rich and the stray [closed]
Application
18 Years Old
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Male
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Homosexual
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Kyrarei
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Foresight
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Fear Manipulation
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Shadow Scythe
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Played by: Creeps
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Post by Michael Wolf on Sept 17, 2018 17:38:08 GMT -6
![](http://i68.tinypic.com/2m5jvih.jpg) Michael Caspian Wolf Michael was out running some errands in between a break from work, wanting to pick up some groceries and a couple of treats for his two lovers. He was just exiting a bakery with a box of pastries for his two boyfriends, careful to not drop it as he pulled his phone out of his pocket to check for any messages he might have received. However, after a few minutes he paused briefly in walking as his icy blue eyes came across a duo walking in his direction. A redhead male walking with a girl, the male looking like shit quite a bit in fact. He narrowed his eyes a little but slipped his phone into his pocket and continued walking as if nothing was wrong, at least until he purposefully bumped his shoulder against the redheads and slipped his foot to place it in front of his. "You really shouldn't be walking around looking like shit unless you're homeless. You never know what could happen..." He told him, making eye contact with him as he activated his fear manipulation to take a look at everything he could use against him. After a few moments he deactivated it and took a few steps back, tilting his chin up a little. What odd eyes he had... "Almost made me drop this box, would've cost you about forty bucks for the box itself." He told him, eyes flicking over to the girl he was with before looking back at the male. "I'd not start a scene if I were you. We're on a crowded street and you never know what could happen." He told him, soon moving past him as he shook his head a little. Not his problem, he had better things to do than pick up strays. He needed to get home to drop the treats off before he had to get back to work. But what fears he saw...he could definitely use those to his advantage if need be. Honestly he didn't care if he was followed, because he'd definitely give it his all to make him regret that decision. [googlefont=Philosopher][googlefont=Lobster Two]
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20 Years Old
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Male
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Bisexual
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Kyrarei
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Hypnopathy
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Siren Song
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Power Absorption
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Played by: Banana
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Post by Dakota Ho'kee on Sept 18, 2018 3:25:35 GMT -6
Walking down the street towards home was nothing new for Dakota and his little sister Winter. Although limping just a tad was definitely new and it didn't really feel good. He could feel Winter glancing at him every now and again and he snorted softly under her look. "Winny, I'm fine," he said with a sigh, only to receive a scoff from his sister. "Says the man limping because his last job got him a broken leg that his far more intelligent sister had to patch up." The redheaded male chuckled softly and bobbed his head, too tired to really argue. "Well ya not wrong there." They were nearing a bakery that they often passed whenever Dakota was walking Winter home from school, noting a blonde man exiting it. He looked rich which immediately had Dakota on edge. The man walked towards them and Dakota huffed quietly, his fingers that were stuffed in his jacket brushing over his knives reassuringly (reassuring to him), the comforting weight of his handguns heavy on his hips. He felt Winter brush her shoulder against his arm, reassurance for her that he'd keep her safe. He always kept her safe. But then the blonde, just about to pass them, bumped into Dakota's shoulder. The redhead bit back a hiss of pain and instead let his bi-colored eyes glare at the man, hand gripping the handle of his knives tightly. That's when he felt something rush over him, almost like phantom feeling and he just barely hid his stiff body as a result of the feeling. He didn't like it, at all, and it felt wrong, his heart thudding hard in his chest. Like he was afraid. Dammit, one of those people. His eyes narrowed and he held back the scoff he had been tempted to give the man and his words. "No reason to start a scene, unless you want one, which kinda sounds like you do." Despite his exhausted and worn appearance he smirked, sharp and wild, before continuing to walk with his sister in tow. She didn't even look back at the blonde, as if he hadn't just shaken her brother. Dakota huffed then, relaxing his grip on one of his knives to rub the bridge of his nose. "Kota?" Dakota looked at Winter, fifteen and so much more intelligent than anyone he's ever met, and smile. "I'm fine Winny, just tired." He wasn't ok, something didn't feel right about that man, but he wanted to ignore it. He knew his instincts wouldn't let him though. Something changed this moment, but he didn't know what. He wasn't sure he wanted to find out. Michael Wolf Word Count: 444
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18 Years Old
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Homosexual
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Kyrarei
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Foresight
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Fear Manipulation
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Shadow Scythe
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Played by: Creeps
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Post by Michael Wolf on Sept 19, 2018 14:23:26 GMT -6
![](http://i68.tinypic.com/2m5jvih.jpg) Michael Caspian Wolf Michael had gotten home and dropped the box of pastries, along with other items he had picked up along the way, and spent a little bit of time there before eventually heading off for work once more. He walked down the street, sniffing a little as he walked on. It was rather brisk outside, and it probably didn't help that it was misting as well. He probably should have taken his car, but he honestly hadn't really felt like driving around that day. That and he had left it at his work place when he had gone to run errands. He had a hand in his pocket as he lifted his other hand to rub the back of his neck, a soft groan escaping him as his fingers kneaded a small knot that had formed over time. He paused in walking at a cross walk, pressing a button on a post to be able to cross the busy street as cars passed. He had a rather long night, but luckily his office had a pull-out bed he could crash on if it was too late and he was too tired to go straight home after work. A small yawn escaped him as he continued to wait for the light to change so that he could safely cross the street. After a few moments he pulled his phone out of his pocket, having received a text, and glanced down at it before responding. He then slipped it back into his pocket and glanced up towards the light as it finally changed, some people waiting to cross starting to move across the damp street with him. [googlefont=Philosopher][googlefont=Lobster Two]
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20 Years Old
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Bisexual
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Kyrarei
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Hypnopathy
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Siren Song
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Power Absorption
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Played by: Banana
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Post by Dakota Ho'kee on Sept 19, 2018 16:23:50 GMT -6
After arriving home and dropping Winter off, Dakota when out by himself. It was a nice enough day and he honestly didn't care for any sudden weather changes so he found himself sitting on a bench on the street, leaning back against the cold hard metal of the bench. He was tired but he didn't want to sleep yet, if he could even manage to. The nightmares have been getting worse recently and it was doing nothing good to his current headspace. He groaned quietly and leaned his head back to glare at the sky. He was worrying Winter but still, he was just...tired. Lifting a hand to rub his face he sighed heavily and picked his head up, only to see a familiar blond crossing the street. Narrowing his eyes he quietly scoffed to himself. His job wasn't till later thankfully, if he could even call it that. Perhaps it would be best to just ignore the blonde. So he did just that, didn't even glance at the blond in favor of looking elsewhere. There, problem solved. Michael Wolf Word Count: 178
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18 Years Old
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Homosexual
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Kyrarei
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Foresight
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Fear Manipulation
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Shadow Scythe
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Played by: Creeps
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Post by Michael Wolf on Sept 22, 2018 12:20:01 GMT -6
![](http://i68.tinypic.com/2m5jvih.jpg) Michael Caspian Wolf Michael got to the other side of the street and continued to walk along down the sidewalk, glancing around every few minutes casually. His eyes happened to pass over someone sitting on a bench, looking very much like a homeless person. Yet, they had that red hair...oh, was it that guy from earlier? He was honestly a bit surprised the police hadn't chased him off from the bench there, but he didn't care. It wasn't his job to do so nor was it his job to worry about other people - no matter how homeless they seemed. He continued to walk down the street, breathing in the crisp autumn air. The leaves were already changing colors as the season changed from summer to fall and eventually the trees would lose all of their leaves when winter came. However, that wasn't for some time yet so he wouldn't have to worry about wearing any winter clothing for the time being. He lifted a hand to cover his mouth as a yawn escaped him, his eyes closing briefly before he shook his head and sniffed once more. Damn, he'd need to stop by a coffee shop or something along the way to his work - both for the warmth and the caffeine. [googlefont=Philosopher][googlefont=Lobster Two]
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32 Years Old
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Male
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Bisexual
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Kyrarei
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Doppleganger
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Pyrokinesis
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Super Strength
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Played by: Akira
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Post by Shinra Sinclaire on Oct 10, 2018 14:03:24 GMT -6
Shinra Sinclaire The red head had been on his way from his tiny ass apartment, headed off to the warehouse to take inventory for the evening, when he spotted his familiar blonde haired boss doing his best to avoid someone on a bench. Well, maybe Michael acted like that rather regularly towards pretty much everyone. Still, he shook his head and pulled his car off to the side of the road, watching the blonde go off towards wherever he was headed, most likely to get coffee by the direction he was headed. Shinra watched him for a bit, waiting for him to get a far enough distance away before getting out of his car and heading over to the bench, sitting down next to the other red head, putting his arm across the back of the bench. "Not sure who you are, or what you did. But you look like you could use a bit of help." Besides, anyone that served to piss Michael off was good enough for him.
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20 Years Old
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Bisexual
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Kyrarei
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Hypnopathy
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Siren Song
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Power Absorption
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Played by: Banana
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Post by Dakota Ho'kee on Oct 10, 2018 16:54:16 GMT -6
Dakota was having wonderful time ignoring the fact that the human population existed, content to try and force his headache away. He had done it before and he can do it again dammit! And he was doing a good job until he sensed someone sit beside him. Oh God what now? Blondy had been enough. Huffing quietly he pried open an eye, the one that looked like a full moon in the night sky, to look at whoever had decided to sit beside him. Ah, a fellow redhead, how cute. He closed his eye again but remained aware of who was next to him, ready to whip out any one of his weapons in case the man tried something. He snorted at the other's comment, having heard it many times. Especially from Winter, who was still nagging him about his health. "I've been worse." He grunted, arms crossed and heavy against his chest. "So, got a proposition for me then? How to make my life better yadda yadda yadda." His Virginian accent was thick in his throat and on his tongue, considering he was close to being half asleep.
Shinra Sinclaire 192 Words
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32 Years Old
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Bisexual
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Kyrarei
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Doppleganger
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Pyrokinesis
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Super Strength
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Played by: Akira
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Post by Shinra Sinclaire on Oct 25, 2018 14:46:06 GMT -6
Shinra Sinclaire He shrugged a bit at the comments the younger male made, putting his hands in his pockets to pull out a pack of cigarettes. He didn't bother with a lighter, after all, why the hell would he need one? He lit the cigarette and put the pack back in his pocket before blowing the smoke out away from the other red head, after all, he was at least sort of polite from time to time. "Oh I dunno mate. Just by the looks o' ya, it seems like ya need some work." He shrugged a bit again and leaned his head back a bit. "I ain't got much I can do, but if you don't mind haulin' some boxes, I can pay ya a bit. Ya want in?" Of course there would have to be some conditions, but it wasn't like the kid really needed any details right at this moment in time.
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20 Years Old
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Bisexual
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Kyrarei
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Hypnopathy
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Siren Song
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Power Absorption
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Played by: Banana
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Post by Dakota Ho'kee on Oct 27, 2018 21:45:06 GMT -6
Dakota Ho'kee
Dakota turned his head slightly to peer at the other redhead, his eyebrow twitching at the sight of the cigarette but not saying anything. Smoke disgusted him, blame his deceased father. Huffing he turned to stare up at the sky. "I always need work. Not having a High School degree just makes it harder." He grumbled, biting absently at his lower lip before pushing his upper body forward with a sigh. "Yeah I can lift some boxes, ain't that hard." He looked at the man properly then, bi-colored eyes tired but still alert and wary. "So, who ya work for?" He questioned with a slight quirk of his lips. He could certainly guess, but he had a good feeling he would know who he was making a deal with. It felt nostalgic for him and he honestly hoped it was what he was thinking of. At least that was a bit familiar for him.
165 words He just needs work pls tryin' to get his sister outta High School lol [googlefont=Philosopher][googlefont=Lobster Two]
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