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Myles rolled his shoulders once last time as he heard his teacher bark orders at the class, cracking his black knuckles while exiting the shaded corner of the training field and joining the others. He lazily joined the beginning of the line, planting himself next to the boy James, before...

Oh my goodness, I have gotten zero notifications for this thread up until I was tagged :ghostxnx:

Doing fine, just waiting on some replies. I think we all are just waiting on the teachers at this point?

Yo same here, I get notifications just at random and not for every post

As Odette had released her grip on his arm and trailed off towards another classmate, Myles awarded himself by casually slipping away from the group and towards a shadier part of the training field. He passed James and the new horn-clad student, offering a respectful nod and charming, half-assed...

Thank you!!

Myles casually turned to face Odette, turning his palms upward as she grabbed one of his arms. "Part of it, yes. Nice to meet you, Odette." Another yawn forced his mouth open, eyes tearing slightly. "I don't mind the examining. I'm sure you will see the full of it soon enough. You have a...

He means well!! very sleepy!!!

I drew some art of my boy,,, does anyone wanna see :33:

" 'S a pleasure to meet you." Myles reached out and firmly gripped James's arm, giving a curt shake before returning his arm to his side. The sun was now acting as a weighted blanket on him, the warm rays sapping all of his energy. Myles took to shaking out his hair again, as if out of habit...

Thank you ; u ;

Gahhh sorry for the late reply, had some family drama happen today T-T

Myles was unable to process what the kind girl greeted him with before the hulking figure of a teacher barked at the gaggle of kids. He had only popped his head back off the desk before noticing everyone breaking and heading out to the locker rooms. Snatching his messenger bag off of his chair...

The sudden exclamation of 'good morning' from one of the students started Myles, his head shooting up off of his bag. Bringing a blackened hand up, he wiped his eyes before stretching both arms over his head in an arching stress, a yawn pouring from his mouth. He glanced around, odd golden...

yo I just posted my first roleplay on this site i am so excited

Lazily parked in the second to last row of Mr. Sterlings's classroom was the amorphous blob of sweater, jeans, and bedhead named Myles Ashwell. The pale boy was face down on the desk, arms folded over his messenger bag in an attempt to use it as a makeshift pillow. His clothes slightly stunk of...

Yo I just saw all of these memes 😂😂 i love yall im so excited to start this

Also (super unrelated) I am an artist! And I'd love to draw some of the things that end up happening IC. When the time comes, is it okay if we have an Art thread?

To those whose characters have part time jobs, does anyone want to work at the same place? I was thinking Myles worked at a 24 hr coffee cafe or something similar.

Is there any sort of set plot/ narration we are gonna be following?