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* DOB: APRIL 19 *ARIESMarch 20 - April 19   Symbol: Ram Element: Fire Planet: Mars Modality: Cardinal An Aries will commonly have no filter. They will get angry and then forget why they were angry. Typically they will do just about anything for a dare and are easily bored.An Aries will dive headfirst into the most challenging situations (fairly enough, the body part associated with Aries is the head). Aries is also a passionate, motivated, and confident leader who builds community with cheer and determination. Aries leads with blind optimism. They tend to think after they leap which results in lessons learned the hard way. They are seemingly very compatible with Sagittarius' with eIxceeding attractions. IS CHARLOTTE A TRUE ARIES? I believe the answer would be yes. There are many attributes to an Aries that Charlotte shares in her personality. For starters, the Aries is cardinal in mortality and Charlotte is nothing but a creative soul using dance as her medium of choice. Charlotte can also show get bored easily and have moments of rapid anger and frustrations. Her impulsive nature could stem from the "leap first then think" mentality that Aries possess. She give 100% to everything that she does with her passionate heart and motivated mind.  

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Playlist for the dark times...1) Three men hanging by Murder by death 🎶🎶2) Out with the crow by the haunted windchimes 🎶🎶3) The demon king by MCC 🎶🎶4) Smile like you mean it by Paranoid Dj 🎶🎶5) D*cke Titten by Rammstein🎶🎶6) Twenties by Ghost 🎶🎶7) In Hell I'll be in good company by the dead south 🎶🎶8) Halloween by JP achkar 🎶🎶9) People are strange by the dead south🎶🎶10) Coming home by Murder by death 🎶🎶

Her walnut hues scanned him. Trying to take in why he was here. Ser Jaime Lannister, Lord Commander of the King’s Guard. The one man in Westeros whom she hated the most. Granted he was the brother of Cersei and she had the Great Sept of Baelor destroyed by Wildfire that took her family from here, but Isabella still held him accountable for his sister's actions. ”I would like to see him. Please.” The lion spoke as his voice was soft. Daemon Targaryen was the one thing left from his daughter, Myrcella. Isabella did not want this man anywhere near Daemon. It was his own son that took from her the child she grew in her womb for one month. The child she was going to have with Aegon. Now, here stood the man who fathered that vile creature that took it all from her. She did not see what Aegon saw in this man that caused him to trust the Lion, but Isabella was not going to trust him as far as she could throw him. She already lost everyone she loved to the Lannister’s, and she was not about to lose her son to them as well. Yes, Jaime bent the knee in front of Aegon, Lancel, Jace, and her that night he arrived in Dragonstone with Tyrion, but Isabella wondered why he did this. His sister still had supporters in Westeros even though she was dead from the Sack.    She began to circle the Lion, sizing him up. As if the hunter was now the hunted. What was his motive? Tyrion Lannister served the Dragon Queen, Daenerys Targaryen, but now he had also bent the knee to Aegon as well that same night Jaime did with the other members that were in Daenerys’ council as they all recognized Aegon as the true King of Westeros. “Isabella….if I may.” Jaime began as she stopped in front of him. Her arms crossed in front of her chest as she stared down her nose at him. “I know you have hatred towards my sister for what pain she has put you through, but Isabella I did not help her orchestrate this plan nor did I know what her plans were. If I had known she planned to blow up the Sept with every member of House Tyrell in there I would have stopped her. ” He said as Isabella listened to him. All she heard was words. “Your sister was a sweet woman and I was saddened to hear of her untimely demise along with your father and brother. However, I can assure you that I mean no harm to you, Aegon or Daemon.” Jaime said as he looked at her. He stepped towards Isabella as she stepped backwards. Arms still crossed as she raised an eyebrow.    “I do not see what Aegon sees in you for you to have his trust. I know he does not trust easily, but I know that he has to see something worthy within you for him to trust you. I on the other hand hold a grudge against any Lannister. Your brother I do not consider a Lannister due to his Targaryen loyalty. If your sister and that usurper of a son you had did not take everything from me I might be a bit more inclined to trust you.” She snapped at him as he was a bit taken back by her words. “My son? How does Joffrey play into what my sister has done to you?” Jaime asked, wondering why she brought up his first born child. The one she wished she had poisoned. The one she wanted to have killed.    “What has your son done? Your son was the first Lannister to take from not only myself but from Aegon the one thing I wish I had today; our child.” She growled as she stepped towards him. “Nobody was to have known about this because I would have been the one your sister would have pointed the finger at for his death. The death that now I wish I had seen through, but I would not have used poison.” Isabella growled as she walked towards him as he walked backwards. “Your son first raped me the night before his wedding to Margaery. He had a few too many drinks at the pre wedding ceremony that night. Do you not remember? He tried to get handsy with Sansa Stark. Remember?” She asked Jaime as he nods his head. “Well, instead of going to his chambers he found his way into mine, Ser Jaime.” Isabella said as she shook her head. “I remember laying there in bed only to be awoken by the creak of the door. The next thing I remember is his naked frame above mine fighting to tear the only fabric I had on from my frame but he failed. So he ended up pulling it up from my body. Exposing every inch of my flesh to his eyes. I can still see that sadistic smile on his face when I close my eyes. I also can still see everything that he did that caused me agony. Every ounce of torture that I endured he considered it gratification. I screamed because it hurt and I wanted it to stop, but my screams apparently fueled his desires to keep going to cause more pain. I was pinned to the bed like a common whore! His hand was gripped around my throat at one point! I can still hear the sounds he made. The grunts and the groans that came from his throat as he enjoyed torturing me as I laid there bleeding! I can feel his breath on his neck as he had his head on my shoulder to rest it there as he was hovering over me because his arms were giving out from being on top! The struggle to breathe from his hand wrapped around my throat at one point was too much causing me to pass out.” Isabella said loudly as she walked towards him. “Do you think I wanted this to happen? Do you think for one second that I enjoyed the pain he inflicted upon me?! Because I didn’t. I tried to fight my way through it and get him off of me so I could escape! But, I could not escape until after. I had to suffer through it all. Everything he did fueled my desire to kill him, but I didn’t.”   Isabella turned walking over to the desk as she stood there. The anger built within her as she spoke of this. Her hands gripped the desk as the color drained from her knuckles. From a dark red to white from how hard she was gripping onto the desk to keep from attacking him. “I was finally able to get away once he had his fill of me. Once I had awakened from passing out to see his naked body on his side in my bed beside me. I saw this as an opportunity to escape my chambers to my guards chambers, and when I told him what had happened he wanted to kill Joffrey then, but he didn’t. He went to my grandmother. She was the one who poisoned your son. It was because of what he did that caused your son to be killed. But what happened after the wedding that a part of me wished he had lived to see another day because the last thing he would have seen was the smile on my face as I drove that Valyrian steel dagger through his chest. Over and over again until every ounce of blood that was in his body covered the stone floor.” Isabella turned on her heels looking at the Lion. His face washed of any trace of color he had to hear her speaking of his son in such a manner. Who would have thought that Joffrey was capable of such things? Jaime did not.  “That night after the wedding I had a sharp pain in my side radiating through my stomach. The blood began to hit the floor from between my legs. I was miscarrying my child. Mine and Aegon’s.” She began as her arms fell to her side as her hands clenched into two fists. “AEGON DID NOT KNOW UNTIL THE OTHER DAY AFTER YOUR ARRIVAL THAT I WAS WITH CHILD! I NEED HAD THE F***ING CHANCE TO TELL HIM HE WAS TO BE A FATHER! YOUR GOD FORSAKEN EXCUSE FOR A SON TOOK THAT JOY FROM US! THE EXCITEMENT I WISHED TO HAVE SEEN WHEN I TOLD AEGON WE WERE WITH CHILD WAS STRIPPED FROM ME!” Isabella’s voice rose as it sounded almost like a dragon screeching. The scream pierced throughout the room causing the doors behind Jaime to open as she saw two guards poke their heads in. “YOUR FAMILY HAS TAKEN EVERYTHING FROM ME!” She screamed at him. Jaime looked down as he did not know what to say in this moment to calm her down. She was right, his sister and now his son took her family and a child from her and Aegon. He was still appalled by his son's actions towards Isabella. Just the words alone of what happened caused a shiver to his core. He could not imagine what pain she endured. His eyes turned towards the floor as she looked at him. “Daemon is the one good thing out of all of this. I was given that chance to be a mother to a child that was taken from me by your son. Aegon was robbed of being told he was going to be a father by me. But he was blessed with the birth of his son with your daughter. If it was not for my decision in what happened you would not have your grandson nor your daughter. I was the one who chose to have the baby live. If it had not been for that choice they would have both been in the ground or burned in a pyre.” Her eyes narrowed in on him as he was getting uncomfortable. Isabella could sense this as she looked at him.  “Yes, Daemon may be of Myrcella’s blood, but he is my son. Mine and Aegon’s. Daemon will be raised to know that I am his mother and that I love him. Unconditionally. But he will also be raised to know who Myrcella was. That she was his mother and that she loved him as well. We want him to know that. We want him to know who she was.” Isabella said, looking at him. “If you even think that I will trust you now then you are wrong. I will only trust you for as far as I can throw you. Which right now is not even that far.” Isabella looked at him as she crossed her arms. “I will never trust a lion.” She said as she walked past him out of the room. Leaving him in his own thoughts of what just happened.

1. "Twenty-Four" by Switchfoot2. "Pretty Girl" by David Ryan Harris3. "Send The Pain Below" by Chevelle4. "Learning To Breathe" by Switchfoot5. "I Hope You Dance" by Lee Ann Womack6. "Lovely Day" by Bill Withers7. " Sway" by Vanessa Carlton 8. "How to Save A Life" by The Fray9. "Hero" by Chad Kroeger Featuring Josey Scott10. "Blurry" by Puddle of Mudd

Lemonade or Sweet teaPicnic or Berry pickingTulips or PeoniesSpring pastels or Spring neutralsFloral prints or Polka dotsApril showers or May flowers Birds or ButterfliesGardening or HikingRain or SnowDance or KaraokeLavender or RosemaryCookies or PiesFootball or BasketballBunny or ChickStrawberries or BlueberriesTravel or Stay homeSpring or SummerSocks or BarefootPink or BlueSunflowers or DaisiesSun dresses or OverallsBumblebees or GrasshoppersRainboots or SandalsFarmer's market or GreenhousesBeach or LakeCocktail or CoffeeSkydiving or Scuba divingBurger or PizzaMorning or Night Spring cleaning or Go on a trip  

Lemonade or Sweet teaPicnic or Berry pickingTulips or PeoniesSpring pastels or Spring neutralsFloral prints or Polka dotsApril showers or May flowers Birds or ButterfliesGardening or HikingRain or SnowDance or KaraokeLavender or RosemaryCookies or PiesFootball or BasketballBunny or ChickStrawberries or BlueberriesTravel or Stay homeSpring or SummerSocks or BarefootPink or BlueSunflowers or DaisiesSun dresses or OverallsBumblebees or GrasshoppersRainboots or SandalsFarmer's market or GreenhousesBeach or LakeCocktail or CoffeeSkydiving or Scuba divingBurger or PizzaMorning or Night Spring cleaning or Go on a trip 

She gazed upon his face, the reaper of death and destruction that came with his sinister grin. She was sure that he had come to claim yet another victim. Stripped bare by the man many referred to as the king of the free folk beyond the wall. As their first encounter began to enter her thoughts. The tent with its little light seemed to make the mountainous frame that threatened to swallow her whole less intimidating, the feel of her chin pinched between his rough fingers as he admired his newly caught prize.She'd seen the impure thoughts in his mind, though they paled in comparison to the chilling words that fell: "I will break you." He spoke sadistically, sending waves of fear through her frame, though her eyes appeared calm and defiant. He took pleasure in it, as if she were a wild mare, though he looked at her with eyes of familiarity as he aggressively pushed her onto her back. His muscular frame quickly blocked out the light as she felt each breath become more of a struggle.Her slender frame was pinned beneath him as her feeble hands attempted to push him away, leaving crescent-shaped marks against his skin as she dug them into his flesh. Squirming beneath him in an attempt to escape the inevitable. She felt her gaze move away from his as he penetrated her once-virgin womb with one hard thrust of his pelvis. He tore into her tears, staining her cheeks as she felt the slow drips of blood slide down her thigh, stripping her of the innocence she once possessed. On her neck, a rash formed from his beard as it scraped against her, his mead-filled breath lingering in her nose.The damp floor beneath her back was beginning to muddy her hair, and though she did her best to hide the sound of her whimpering, he noticed. He took pleasure in it as the sound that shattered her spirit filled his ears, fueling his disgraceful actions. "Cry all you want, little wolf, no one is coming to save you," he said with spiteful arrogance, making her tremble under his touch. He spoke as if he knew her, but how could that be? She could have never known a man so cruel and unfeeling, and yet the way he called her little wolf made her think otherwise as he turned her over, pushing her face into the dirt forcefully.Beyond the tent of her misery, the sound of murmurs and shuffling feet from free folk that roamed the encampment filled her ears, and though she hoped someone would take pity and come to her aid, none did. In fact, he continued to taunt the young wolf even after he'd released himself, as the light in her eyes faded into the abyss. Calling in a few other men to have their fill of the wolf before sending her back to her brother beyond the wall.As she found herself face-down in the dirt, her body began shaking under the grasp of two other men who'd since taken on her abuse. She found her mind wondering about the night her father passed. "Wolves are survivors, my sweet girl, and you are a wolf, no matter what anyone else tells you." It played on a loop, reminding her of the Stark blood she possessed. She was a wolf, a survivor, and she was unyielding.  With her eyes shut, her mind took refuge in a white-wolf beyond the tent, allowing her to escape momentarily.She'd become the wolf, a warg, and though she vaguely remembered the event, she returned to find her abusers dead on the ground, ripped and torn apart. Her body was naked, covered in the blood of her enemy, legs trembling as she pulled herself from the ground, stumbling out of the tent as screams of agony filled the air.

Part 1: Spring this or that!Lemonade or Sweet teaPicnic or Berry pickingTulips or PeoniesSpring pastels or Spring neutralsFloral prints or Polka dotsApril showers or May flowers Birds or ButterfliesGardening or HikingRain or SnowDance or KaraokeLavender or RosemaryCookies or PiesFootball or BasketballBunny or ChickStrawberries or BlueberriesTravel or Stay homeSpring or SummerSocks or BarefootPink or BlueSunflowers or DaisiesSun dresses or OverallsBumblebees or GrasshoppersRainboots or SandalsFarmer's market or GreenhousesBeach or LakeCocktail or CoffeeSkydiving or Scuba divingBurger or PizzaMorning or Night Spring cleaning or Go on a trip Part 2: 

Q: What is Lux?A: It's a diverse roleplay community of writers on Discord of all skill levels, genres, verses and from several different sites where roleplay is hosted that come together to enjoy writing in different styles and enjoy their love of story together in many different forms.Q: Is it based on Lucifer?A: No, the name has no affiliation with the show or comic Lucifer. It's more so taken from the idea of people from many different walks of life being together in the same place at once. The club Lux on the show embodied that in fact it was run by the Devil but supernaturals and humans alike congregated there nightly. Our server is the same way, but with a lot broader definition of diversity. But the owner is a major fan of the show (if you can't tell)!Q: Is Lux a group?A: No, although it does run in a similar fashion, we don't have a verdict process because we are so inclusive and don't judge skill level in order to join. Because we are a community and not a group, we aren't going to judge or be upset if you're a part of other roleplay groups or writing projects. Just follow the link that you will find on Mars Saint labeled Lux (in the Home and Add Friend section of the profile) and you're in!Q: Do I need a profile for the character on the site I roleplay on?A: No you don't have to. Only if you want to have one. We leave that decision to the writer but if you do, there's a place in the server to share that profile with everyone or any of the other profiles you have and want to share. It may result in an increase in writing for your other profiles (that's certainly what we hope for). You may want to make a Tupper though for your character, which we strongly encourage but that's it.Q: Where does writing take place?A: Solely in the Discord server in regard to the writers we have but if you want to write with some of the writers from our server on site (those that are members of the site you use) that's fine. You'd also be welcome to write freely with your Lux character on site with people outside the storyline. We give our members full autonomy over their characters.Q: What kind of stories will be written in the Lux community?A: We plan to host a variety of genres with almost nothing off-limits other than erotic writing (in the server but what you do in private is your business). We have several roleplays available from a variety of genres and plan to add more. Currently we are building our storyline roleplay in the genre of paranormal fantasy but our casual roleplays are in mystery and adventure.Q: Would I be able to find a writing partner(s) in the community?A: The potential is definitely there! We can't guarantee success, of course, because we don't control the members but based on the number of writers and the channel we have in the server for partner connections, we think the chances are high. For best results, it's recommended if using this channel to find a partner to be very clear, concise and specific about what you're looking for in a partner but also be open minded.Q: Does that mean my character has to be supernatural?A: Absolutely not. Human characters are also welcome. We are pretty proud of how inclusive we have been able to build this community and our open world storyline roleplay is a reflection of that. Not only allows for creative freedom for our writers, it allows for literally any character to be a part of our story without a lot of hassle and gives the writer full autonomy over their own character.Q: Can I contribute ideas for roleplays?A: Absolutely! We encourage the contribution and creativity of our members.Q: Are there any restrictions?A: Age and erotic writing but that's it. Although the server is mostly clean, we ask everyone who joins to be 18+. There's a fair amount of cursing and we can't guarantee conversation or writing will always remain clean. We don't allow erotic writing on the server but if you partner with someone on the server and want to write erotically with them, you're welcome to do that in private. Other than that, nothing is off limits.Q: Are there any rules I should know about?A: There's a fair list of rules but nothing really crazy. The only one anyone really needs to worry about is that we expect participation. Anyone found inactive without prior communication will be booted after a period of time but we give everyone a fair shake and every opportunity to join in or correct the behavior before it comes to that.Q: Does my character have to be original or have to be part of a fandom/verse?A: No, your character can be either one.Q: Are you inclusive of LGBTQ people?A: Definite yes! Most of our current members are LGBTQ or know people who are. If ever someone joins that is not and voices any kind of prejudice or hate, they will be instantly removed from the server because we have zero tolerance for that behavior.Q: What's the owner/admin like?A: The owner is a fair, laid back, experienced leader, having previously run several groups before one of them lasting more than 2 years consecutively. There is currently only 1 other admin that is also very fair and laid back that has also been in several leadership positions during there tenure as a roleplayer and helped to run the same group the owner did that lasted two years. They are long standing friends, co creators, co leaders that has resulted in a familial bond which make them a solid admin team that creates stability for the community. They are also hoping to bring more admins to the team from exemplary members of the community that meet and/or exceed expectations.Q: How big is the server?A: Not very large at the moment, but it does have the potential to be pretty big but that doesn't mean it will be. We hope people who join and enjoy the server will invite their friends. Q: Why should I join Lux?A: We have a quickly growing community of writers that come from the three sites we are currently recruiting from, and planning to expand beyond that so you'll get to meet and mingle with writers from beyond Roleplayer.Me. We offer three categories of writing; solo (monthly drabbles), casual (scenes that don't connect to one another and have no lasting effects on the character once the scene ends) and storyline (scenes that do interconnect to one another to form an ongoing story and do have lasting effects on the characters). We also offer fun writing and story related activities like character and story driven photo edits, character video creations, a story club (kind of like a book club but not limited to books) where we discuss stories we love, writer character analysis, and much more on the way.Q: I can't find the link you mentioned for the server. What do I do?A: Message me privately and I'll send it to you.

/ Hello!This is a small ooc post for information about me (the writer)! I have been on Twitter RP for many years, and I promise that I am a literate and descriptive writer. However, I'm fairly new to this site, so I'm currently working on figuring it out. I literally have no idea how to make my profile look appealing, but I swear I can write well, lmao. I am 20 years old, and I am a full-time university student, so any delay in replies can be explained by a busy schedule, but I promise they will get done ASAP!

The four-inch clover was meant to be lucky, wasn’t it? At least that was what Mercedes had heard, and right then, she needed all the luck that she could get! It had been six months since the accident and her dreams had been completely dashed. She’d never thought that one accident could change everything, but it had. A simple slip off the balancing beam had turned her world upside down, but she’d hoped that physical therapy would help her get her life and her dreams back on track. She pushed herself far too hard sometimes but it would all be worth it when she was standing up on that podium with a gold medal around her neck. Breathe. She needed to take a deep breath and calm her nerves or she knew she would make a mistake that had nothing to do with her injury. Closing her eyes for a moment, the 15-year-old walked through the doors of the gym and over towards her team. It was going to be now or never; she had convinced herself that she was okay and that she could do this, but now she just had to prove it. “Mercy! You’re back!” A small smile tugged at Mercedes’ lips when she heard Chloe, one of her best friends on her gymnastics team. “Didn’t think a silly little broken leg could keep me away, did you?!” She questioned as she wrapped her arms around Chloe for a tight embrace. It wasn’t just a silly little broken leg though. When she had fallen off the balancing beam, she had shattered her leg in three places, damaged her hip, and had been told she would be lucky to ever walk again without a limp. Pulling back, a small smirk tugged at her lips before she turned to her coach. This was it. This was the moment that she was waiting for; hr entire future was depending on this very moment. Biting down on the inside of her mouth, she glanced at the rest of her team for a brief moment before walking passed them in her shamrock colored leotards. Shamrock was her signature color, having worn it in every single competition since she was five. Her mother had tried to entice her to wear the color pink, but even then, Mercedes had been a stubborn child. A front-forward handspring seemed like the best place to start. It was something she’d done at least a thousand times, but the moment her legs were in the air and she was preparing to do a non-twisting roundoff, she wasn’t sure it was going to end well, and the moment her feet came into contact with the floor beneath her, her leg gave way. She could feel the tears filling the brims of her eyes as the realization hit. Her leg was in pain and she knew that if she couldn’t even do a simple stunt like this, her gymnastic dreams were over. Mercedes wanted to curl up in a ball and disappear but she didn’t want to cry in front of her team. “I’m okay,” she insisted as she slowly stood up with the help of Chloe. “I’m okay.” She wasn’t okay. She knew that, her coach knew that, her team knew that, but she needed to put on a brave face. “I um..” she couldn’t even think of a good enough lie at that moment. Turning, she pushed herself away from her friend and slowly walked out, unable to contemplate a future without handsprings and backflips.  

☆ DETAILS ☆1: 1ST & ONLY ORIGINAL FULLER'S QUEEN ALLIE DIAMOND FULLER SINCE MARCH 16TH 20232: NO DRAMA ZONE OR BULLYING ALLOWED AT ALL 3: PROUD MEMBER OF OUR FAMILY & ALLIES RPG 4: PLEASE READ MY BLOG BEFORE ADDING ME5: I WILL ONLY BE ACCEPTING MEMBERS OF OUR FAMILY & ALLIES RPG 6: 21 JUMPSTREET VERSE & SELECTIVE ADDER7: 21 JUMPSTREET OC8: I AM ALREADY A MEMBER OF AN RPG I WILL NOT ACCEPT ANY OTHER RPGS 9: I RESERVE MY RIGHT TO DENY > BLOCK 10: IF I DENY YOU ONCE, DON'T BOTHER ADDING ME AGAIN CAUSE YOU WILL BE DENIED 11: VERY HAPPILY MARRIED TO & LOVES MY VERY HANDSOME HUSBAND ADAM JAMES FULLER IF YOU ARE SINGLE AND LOOKING DON'T BOTHER ADDING ME CAUSE I WILL NEVER CHEAT ON HIM ☆ RULES ☆1: I WILL NOT ACCEPT ANY WRESTLERS, ANIMES, S&L, TEEN WOLF, TWD, TVD, TWILIGHT, OOC MINORS, DRAMA KINGS OR DRAMA QUEENS, NO MIRRORS UNLESS I KNOW YOU IN OOC, OTHER RPGS, RIVERDALE, OR ANY FORBIDDEN VERSES2: I WILL NOT ACCEPT ANY OF THESE FOLLOWING FACES: NO AMBER HEARD'S, PHOEBE TONKIN'S, KRISTEN STEWART'S, PRISCILLA PRESLEY'S, JUSTIN BIEBER'S, JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN'S, KANYE WEST'S,  GARRETT DILLAHUNT'S, COLE HAUSER'S, BRITNEY SPEARS', PARIS HILTON'S, KIM KARDASHIAN'S, BRAD PITT'S, TOM CRUISE'S, KATIE HOLMES', OR NICOLAS CAGE'S3: I WILL NOT ACCEPT OR TOLERATE ANY RACISM OR BULLYING WHATSOEVER ON MY ACCOUNT 4: PROUD WIFE & MOTHER 5: NO RUDE BEHAVIOR 6: NO OTH OR SPN FACES UNLESS I KNOW YOU IN OOC 7: NO LISA MARIE PRESLEY'S UNLESS I KNOW YOU IN OOC ☆ GENRES ☆1: CRIME (NOT MAFIA)2: HORROR 3: MEDICAL 4: MOVIES 5: TELEVISION 6: CROSSOVERS ☆ VERSES ☆1: 21 JUMPSTREET 2: ER3: GRIZZLY ADAMS4: THREE'S COMPANY 5: HORROR 6: CLASSIC TV

1.) Take a hike or Have a picnic2.) Play golf or Play sand volleyball3.) Bundle up or shorts on4.) Dig for worms or Catch some tadpoles5.) Play in the rain or Play in the mud6.) Ride a bike or Rollerblade 7.) Have flowers for fingers or Have flowers for toes8.) Be friends with a talking seagull or Be friends with a talking crab9.) Live life as a bumblebee or live life as a cricket10.) Plant flowers in your garden or plant trees in your yard11.) Fly a kite or Fly a plane12.) Give flowers to a friend or Get flowers from a friend13.) Dance in the rain or Roll down a grassy hill14.) Do the chicken dance or Do the bunny hop15.) Raise baby chicks or Raise baby bunnies16.) Have grass for hair or A sunflower for a nose17.) Wear clothes made of feathers or Wear clothes made of flower petals18.) Slide down a rainbow or Swim in clear blue water19.) Dance in the clouds or Sing in the rain20.) Live in a beehive or Live in a bird nest 21.) Kiss a frog or Hug a porcupine22.) Have ears like a bunny or A nose that's a bird beak23.) Carry an umbrella every day or Wear rain boots every day24.) Catch a ride on a sheep or a Ride on a chicken25.) Have butterfly wings or Rabbit whiskers