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hi everyone and welcome to the applications thread for the mystery club! REMINDER This roleplay is not first come first serve, it's application based. so multiple people may apply for the same role and i'll be choosing which OC fits the role best. So don't worry if you see someone applying...

hi everyone! welcome to the temporary ooc for the roleplay, the mystery club! here, you can chat and goof off with the others, ask me questions, tell me what role you would like to apply for, and come up with some character ideas too! i'll be happy to answer any questions you mught have. i will...

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There’s something seriously wrong with the town of Black Hollow. It’s a cold little town, between the middle of nowhere and oblivion, out in Ontario with a population around 11,000 people. The town’s always been just slightly… off. There’s slightly more abandoned buildings then anywhere else...

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You are lying face up in a tall, swaying wheat field under a great, full moon. The sky's iris peers down at you lazily, so large and encompassing it could swallow the world whole. The dirt beneath you is dry and the air is cold. Your breath comes out in opaque clouds, drifting away before...