The High-Life;
Boredum equals roleplaying. Roleplaying equals need for plot. Plot… got influences from Gin & Sin.
BASICLY. Take a character on two-legs from any series… and throw them into the brew! 8D
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The boy frowned, eyebrow arching up in slight interest. The diamond tattoos above said brow wrinkled, but straightened out as his mind finally was made up. Luppi’s arms swung as his side for a second, sleeves falling over his appendages and hiding away his hands under the fitted jacket. The man at stand at the ‘night clubs’ door nodded sharply at him, knowing his affiliation with the gang that often prowled the inside of the hangout. Strobe lights blinded him instantly, but adjusted quickly to the smoke filled room. He bobbed through the crowd, raven hair framing the teens girly face.
Boredum equals roleplaying. Roleplaying equals need for plot. Plot… got influences from Gin & Sin.
BASICLY. Take a character on two-legs from any series… and throw them into the brew! 8D
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The boy frowned, eyebrow arching up in slight interest. The diamond tattoos above said brow wrinkled, but straightened out as his mind finally was made up. Luppi’s arms swung as his side for a second, sleeves falling over his appendages and hiding away his hands under the fitted jacket. The man at stand at the ‘night clubs’ door nodded sharply at him, knowing his affiliation with the gang that often prowled the inside of the hangout. Strobe lights blinded him instantly, but adjusted quickly to the smoke filled room. He bobbed through the crowd, raven hair framing the teens girly face.