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September 1st, 2017


[info]formerregent
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[info]formerregent
[info]valarnet
Hello everyone. The whole social media concept is still a bit new to me. However, I have been in the area for almost a month and haven’t met all that many people. I figured this might be a good way to start.

I’m Vincent. Just moved here from France. I will be teaching Philosophy at UC Irvine this coming semester, but I am also looking for a non profit to volunteer for. Disadvantaged youth is my area of expertise and passion if any of you can recommend some that are looking for help.

[info]eyesofsilver
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[info]eyesofsilver
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Best food fight EVER! I mean I guess that's to be expected when you're at a school that trains you to be Hunters and Huntresses and to fight Grimm but still! No food fight will ever top that one! It was so fun!

And then planning to investigate Torchwick and the White Fang buuuuuut no need to talk about that where uncles and headmasters can see

[info]blazeinhereyes
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[info]blazeinhereyes
[info]valarnet
It's almost adorable that Chauvelin seems to think that the Pimpernel will turn himself in if I were to ask in order to save my life as my execution date has been set. Let alone that he thinks I'd actually ask such a thing, especially after I already claimed to be the Scarlet Pimpernel during a Revolutionary Tribunal so that the real Pimpernel could continue his work.

Dieu.

At any rate, we're in the last leg for Bandstand. Eight performances in four days and with it being Los Angeles Fleet Week now, all performances are free for active and former military.

[info]myaxeinyourface
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[info]myaxeinyourface
[info]valarnet
This is odder yet. Now the Dreams are affecting me here. I dreamed of being rescued by a gnome cleric to a goddess called Serenrae, who was kind enough to heal me. then, since I had no home, the gnome took me in. I spent the rest of my youth in a city called Westrun, and eventually started going out on adventures with the gnome cleric, a woman named Pike. I smash things and she blasts them, or heals them. Or heals me.

The longer these dreams go on the more violent they become. Dream me just kind of likes to fight a lot.

And I woke up about a hundred pounds heavier, all muscle, as well as taller by almost a foot.

This is... freaky.

I'm going to need to go shopping. A lot of shopping.

[info]inthecoldlight
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[info]inthecoldlight
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wizarding prison, here i come. well, this is totally lame. can't even count on regrettable prison sex. at least i avoided the dementors. those assholes are the worst and i don't really want to wallow in all of my regrets for the rest of forever. sounds terrible. so good job avoiding that mess.

[info]gwensday
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[info]gwensday
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So apparently what happened to me in my dreams about getting robbed on X-mas was all just to lure me to the rooftop and get into a fight with a bunch of ninjas. Needless to say, I got my ass handed to me and to make matters worse. Murdock has my power ups for my spider abilities. Really starting to hate this guy as much as I hate Frank.