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Months had gone by when things finally got back to normal as if nothing had happened, classes continued the students working on their education and the X-men every once in a while being called to deal woth a serious situation. Life was great or so it seemed all for except two X-men Logan and Kitty they remembered everything from the life they originally had. Logan being Logan often spoke to the professor about it, their conversation were to be expected since Kitty had sent Logan back to the professor in the first place to stop the deaths from happening to changing their destiny. For Logan he seemed to have adapted to the new timeline it came easy for him. Being able to see Jean again gave him life again Kitty watched him in secret never confronting him about it.  She was to busy dealing woth her own demons and became distant with everyone around her especially Bobby.Bobby died on her she was informed by Rogue that he was gone and she was left alone, bleeding to death and saving the human race all on her own. The images of the two of them for three years they were together came flooding back every memory and romantic gesture rushed her brain as she tried to hold it together. Tried to teach her classes the best that she could  with out breaking or worse falling apart. The hardest part was to see the man she still is madly in love with back in the arms of Rogue. Of course he wouldn't remember a thing why would he? Rouge and Bobby were together before she dated Bobby. Time took her back when rogue and him were a couple and she hated. Kitty knew their relationship was alot further than most expected in her timeline bobby and her got married in secret when things started to go bad they had the professor exchange their vows. Now things were off and she couldn't stand to be seen with the man she loved, Kitty chose the ignore/avoid scenerio. Giving Bobby and Rogue their blessing and moving on..the friendships were gone. At this point in her life she contemplated on moving back to Illinois too the only family she had left which happened to be her aunt. After the deaths of her parents her mothers sister was all she had and they only spoke during holidays or birthdays. Kitty was home sick and as the months went by the thought of going home got much stronger she had nothing left at the school to care about or strive for. So the decisions were to be had only she could decide but she had to move out slowly sending her aunt her belongings alittle at time so that it wasn't noticeable.

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As the night winded down Key’s sipped on her bubbly as she relaxed in the bubble of her spa tub. The soft yellow glow of the candles illuminated the open concept bathroom. Closing her eyes she inhaled the calming scent of eucalyptus and chamomile. As she let her body relax in the warm water her mind drifted off into other matters. She wasn’t one to talk about her problems with others, not even her brother. Even though he has been with her through all the toughest times of her life she still hated putting her problems onto others. As a child they faced many forms of abuse not only from their parents, but from the system that was designed to help children. Even as her twin Kian’s hands weren’t free of blood. Though he was forced to do those things to her by the evil monster know as her Foster Father; she couldn’t void her mind of those memories. He also didn’t believe in her gift of sight. Ever since she could remember she has been able to see the beings that bridged between the worlds of life and death. Not only could she see them, but she could communicate with them. He often thought she was delusional and often told her she needed to get her head checked. She often shrugged it off as him not believing in spirits, though she would never tell him how those words hurt her. He was the only person she trusted in this world and he through she was crazy. So when the spirts came to her she often ignored them or shooed them away. “Keylee… we need your help… you are the only one who can help” Remembering the soft voices of the spirits that begged for help in her lab. Being a forensic medical examiner she dealt with death on a daily basis. This was her way to help the Spirits move on without being considered ‘crazy’. But all of that comes at a price. She can’t turn off the voices or make herself not see the ghosts. Sometimes she doesn’t know who is who. Taking another sip of the bubbly liquid in her glass she sighed. She learned as a young age that alcohol helped drown out the voices. And herbal inhalants relaxed her mind to be able to calm the storms that brewed inside of her head. So she may give off a carefree and bubbly persona, but on the inside she was a hurricane of emotions.

Dylan Thomas Sprouse is an actor, born on August 4th, 1992 in Arezzo, Tuscany, Italy 15 minutes apart from his twin brother, Cole. At only 6 months old, his family moved to Los Angeles, where his acting career immediately began. At the young age of 5, he and his brother Cole shared the spotlight with Adam Sandler as the role of Julian in the movie ‘Big Daddy’. Since then, his career spanning 30 years has seen him in popular Disney Shows such as ‘The Suite Life of Zack and Cody’ and ‘The Suite Life on Deck’. As he’s gotten older, he’s grown into a more serious actor who has starred in films such as ‘After’, ‘My Fake Boyfriend’ and ‘Beautiful Disaster’. From 2011-2015, Dylan and his brother Cole took a break from acting to attend New York University, both of them graduating with honors with degrees in Video Game Design and Archaeology, respectively. Being featured in numerous magazines, photoshoots and interviews from the young age of 5 to now, there is a vast archive of Dylan spanning his entire life. Since his career began 32 years ago, he has since become more comfortable in the spotlight. He continues to act, with new projects slated to come out in 2024 and 2025.Bio:Birthday: 8/4/1992Sign: LeoHeight- 5’10”Eye color: Greenish blueHair color: BlondeHobbies:HikingPhotographyTravelingCookingExercising

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Sole  Survivor"Please don't die. Please.. don't leave me here. You can't."Blackness. That was all there was. No white light, so warm welcome. Was this it? Nothing more than this? And then suddenly pain, so much pain. Gasping softly Diana's eyes fluttered open. She couldn't move her body, it hurt too badly. Her leg felt like it had been snapped off her body and almost the second her eyes opened she began to feel the throbbing pain in her head. What had happened? Another feeling, something else now. A gentle touch to her hand. Her eyes frantically scanned the room before falling upon the figure standing beside her bed. There stood her ex-husband, the Prince of Wales, Charles. The two shared a look for a moment, both their eyes swelling with tears. Diana almost expected Charles to begin shouting at her, asking what had she done now. How could she be so reckless and stupid? But instead, he broke down into tears, sobs of emotion at the sight of his ex-wife. His raw emotion caused Diana to cry more, both due to the mixture of pain but also seeing him like this. Finally, the Prince spoke, his voice overcome with grief. "Please don't die. Please.. don't leave me here. You can't." He pleaded.Diana couldn't move but spoke in a raspy and pained voice. "I won't." That was all she managed out. Together the two cried over what almost could have happened here. Eventually, Diana fell asleep, the pain and medication all too much for her to remain awake. By her side remained the Prince, even as doctors and nurses came in, sporadically checking in on the Princess, beloved by all. The world was just as happy as Charles to receive the news that their Princess had survived the horrible, tragic car crash in Paris.Between Diana and Charles, this would mark a change for them. Maybe it was the threat of her death that would be enough to wise both of them up to all they had done to each other. And this would be the start of a fresh future for both of them and their boys."I won't." template credit.

There is a person name Maisie which matches these people annoying deleting, and rejoining accounts. If a couple times sure I understand. But if it's to the point of nonstop repeating then they don't deserve to be on my friends list, and probably yours. Because they do delete too many times, and I don't think Roleplayer would have time if they would delete them. It's short list but it will build because I know there are others out there. Killian Jones Emma Jones Nicola Winters

GENERAL~Name: CyrusMiddle: RazielLast: Lexworth Nickname: Lex Age: 25 yrDOB: October 31stSign: ScorpioRace: Nephalem*Undercover as a Human!Job: Detective, Investigator Sexuality: PansexualNationality: American Height: 5'9"Weight: 148lbEyes: BrownHair: Jet BlackBody: Slim & Lean. Lite skin tone. No tatoos. 

GENERAL~Name: LazarusNickname: OnyxAge: 8,000 yrDOB: October 31stSign: Scorpio Race: Nephalem / HybridJob: Demon Slayer, NecromancerSexuality: PansexualNationality: Celestial/DemonicHeight: 5'9"Weight: 148lbEyes: CrimsonHair: Jet BlackBody: Slim & Lean. Black angel wings. Lite skin tone. No tatoos.ADDITIONAL~Personality: Depends who he is with and what he is doing at the time. Interest{s}: Being a demon slayer. Necromancy. Horror books. Weapons. Onyx stone. Ravens. Black clothes. Leather jackets. Red roses. Skulls. Chocolate.Fear{s}: Unknown.Power{s}: Touch of Death. Necromancy. Black mist. Control demons. Demonic possession over people. Controls the shadows. Immortality. Create/Control Hellfire. Superior senses. Inhuman speed. Teleportation. Telekinesis. Telepathic ability. Light/Grace. 

Benjamín Cárdenas Mother's DayMother: the most beautiful word on the lips of mankind – Kahil GibranMamá,First off, let me just say - I know, I know. Your wandering son is actually remembering an important day for once instead of you having to dropping a million hints about it! Consider this an official miracle.But in all seriousness, how could I ever forget to celebrate the most important mujer in my life on Mother's Day? The one who has loved me unconditionally through all my phases, missteps, and unplanned detours over the years. My eternally patient, fiercely loyal, and endlessly supportive madrecita.I think about how you've always been the grounding force, the wisdom, the anchor that keeps our family's ship sailing true no matter how unruly the winds get sometimes. Whether it was navigating Papá's unpredictable work schedule, corralling Mateo and me as hyper little monsters, or pouring your heart into those incredible tamale dinners that brought us all together - you did it all with such boundless love and selflessness.You showed me what it means to have an unbreakable spirit, a tireless work ethic, and faith in something bigger than yourself. And you did it all with such style and grace too! ¿Dónde crees que obtuve mi encanto y buen gusto después de todo? Definitely not from Papá's side, lo siento papi.But most of all Mamá, thank you for always supporting me as I've stumbled along trying to find my way in this world, even when my constant moving around has made you loco at times. You've never judged my rambling soul, only lifted me up and led with so much patience, understanding and aceptación. You see something in me that I can't even see in myself sometimes.I know I don't say it enough, but I love you with todo mi corazón. You are the warmth, the home base, the sanctuary I can come back to no matter how far I wander. And I wouldn't have it any other way.Feliz Día de las Madres, mi luz más brillante. Thanks for walking this life's path alongside me.Con amor eterno,Tu hijoBenjiℬ𝑒𝓃𝒿𝒾./1959615   template credit.

The Waves of Change A moment of self reflectionwww.roleplayer.me/1959615 Benji paddled his board through the serene emerald waters, squinting against the brilliant late afternoon sun. His wetsuit clung to his toned body like a second skin as he drifted, finally allowing the frothing surf to lull him into a rare state of stillness. Out here, the cacophony of the city seemed to fade away — the incessant ring of his phone, his boss's increasingly urgent demands, his parents' well-meaning but insistent pleas about finally settling down. Just the rhythmic push and pull of the tides enveloping him, beckoning escape into the vast unknown.   Closing his eyes, he inhaled the briny sea air deeply. The hypnotic crash of waves triggered a long-buried memory — plastering posters of soaring cliffs and endless blue horizons on his bedroom wall as a restless teenager, desperate to immerse himself in other shores. That unquenchable thirst for exploration had propelled him ever since, from the first cross-country road trip after college to his wild years in Australia to... The realization struck him with surprising force. He'd never truly unpacked the reasons behind his relentless wandering before — always just attributed it to an incurable case of wanderlust. But maybe there was something deeper driving that endless search, an unresolved void he'd been unconsciously attempting to fill all this time.   As the sun began its fiery descent into the shimmering Pacific, Benji felt something unfamiliar stirring inside. Not the exhilarating sense of restlessness that usually seized him, but rather...a strange, profound calm. A sense of being untethered yet momentarily anchored hit him. Floating there, adrift in changing tides, Benji wondered if he was finally ready to evolve. To find shores that could make him want to stay a little longer this time around. The thought was both thrilling and terrifying. But as the fading sunlight danced across the glassy waves, he realized he was open to letting the tides chart his next path, wherever they may lead. I am a speck of dust in an ocean of time, floating with the waves of change, vanishing with the infinite.   template credit.

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Gabriella has a place right up the road from her. There's a park there, and at night, it has a beautiful view of the stars. Gabriella loves to go up there and read her book while taking time for herself. It's where she feels the safest because there are people around, but it's also quiet. She has time to do her reading, which she very much enjoys.This place was something she found the day she arrived at her home. She was walking in the neighborhood and came across a park near her house. She noticed it wasn't only an excellent spot to walk and spend most of her free time. She grabs herself a blanket and book and goes there most days when she gets off work. Anyone can find her there, even if it's nighttime.

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&Family"Families are like branches on a tree, we grow in different directions yet our roots remain as one." "Tío Benji! Tío Benji!" The high-pitched shrieks of his niece and nephew filled the air as Benji stepped through the door of his parents' home in San Diego. Before he could even get his bearings, two pint-sized tornadoes of energy came barreling toward him. "Hey amigos!" Benji scooped up six-year-old Liam and four-year-old Elena in his arms, grunts of exertion mixing with their peals of delighted laughter. "Getting too big for these famous Tío Benji bear hugs!" "We missed you!" Liam beamed up at his favorite uncle with an adoring gap-toothed grin. "Did you bring us souvenirs?" Ever the precocious one, Elena wasted no time in directing her big brown eyes at Benji with expectant hope. Chuckling, Benji exchanged an amused look with his older brother Mateo, who just shook his head with a resigned smile. "You're too much, ya little hustler," Benji teased Elena, ruffling her dark curls. "Benjamín! Querído, it's so good to have you home." His mother Isabela emerged from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron as she pulled him into one of her warm, enveloping hugs. Breathing in the comforting scent of her perfume, Benji felt the stresses of his high-pressure job in L.A. begin to dissipate. "Gracias mamá. You know I can never stay away too long." "Your tía is almost done with the tamales," his mother said, waving a hand toward the kitchen. "Why don't you go help set the table for abuelita?" "On it!" Benji called over his shoulder as he carried his niece and nephew into the dining room, their delighted shrieks echoing behind him. No matter how far he roamed, these familiar sights, sounds and smells of home would forever ground him in his family's roots. Their love and laughter was his deepest anchor, the thing that untethered him from worries and struggles. And that was priceless.   template credit.