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Bumpity bippity boppity boo. Now I can RP with you.

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PUPPY!!!! *HUGZ*

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David Listman Theme: Rp'er Name: Dragonlord318 Post Frequency: Minimum: At least once per week. Frequency above that sporadically increases and decreases. Discord Name: dragonlord318 Current RP: N/A Goals: Survive. Help others. Equipped Titles: Human. Storm Mage. Height: 6'1"...

Bumpity bumpity boo. (whispers hopefully) OC x Erza. OC x Erza. OC x Erza.

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A few hours later, David waited in his office, sighing. The new hires would be going through orientation today, and as was his custom, he'd be visiting them to introduce himself as the owner of Wolfborne Investigative Services, and ensure them that he would be overseeing their progress and that...

"Here, let me help you with that." He handed her the towel and went down to pick up the spilt coffee cup. He then stood, looking apologetic and worried. "I am so sorry, ma'am," he repeated. "Please forgive my clumsiness." The other patron joined in as well, adding their apology to the mix. David...

Not paying her much mind, David continued his reading, much to the chagrin and/or curiosity of many younger people in the café. He found it amusing, them seeing a newspaper for the first time. He sipped his latte and ate breakfast, and had just folded his paper when someone sat in the...

David sipped his morning coffee, reading the newspaper in the cafe he visited every morning before work. He kept a low profile, and not many people knew the face behind Wolfborne Investigative Services, Inc. At 6', 190lbs and 30 years old, he was one of the youngest billionaires on the planet...

Bump. In the mood for something furry or Gundam. Or both. Craving a Krystal Fox partner. Isekai! Gimme Isekai!!!!

The screams. That's what woke him. Darian was asleep, having recently repaired their warren's overland solar generator and needed a good night's rest. Alas, it wasn't going to come anytime soon. After the screaming, he heard growls and rough speech in a foreign tongue, sounds of combat...

Thankfully, the elite guard of the western Elven kingdom allowed him time to prepare and get his people together. The march was going to be several miles, a fact that didn't disturb the elven camp, but apparently the guard unit expected it to be a problem for David and his men, if the chatter...

It was evening when Darian returned to the village. His armor had been discarded in his tent and now he sported a simple white tunic and slacks with explorer's boots and riding gloves. His 6' 200lb frame was at par with most male elves' height - though bulkier - and he was nearly head and...