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ɴᴀᴍᴇ: ͉ͅR̷e̷d̷a̷c̷t̷e̷d̷ //Feedback
ᴀɢᴇ: R̷e̷d̷a̷c̷t̷e̷d̷
ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Pansexual
ꜰᴏʀᴍᴇʀ--???-- ɴᴇᴛʀᴜɴɴᴇʀ, ɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴇʀᴄᴇɴᴀʀʏ.
ᴷⁿᵒʷˢ ʰᵉʳ ʷᵃʸ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵃ ᶠᵉʷ ⁱᵐᵖˡᵃⁿᵗˢ.
(RP to learn more abt her n her past)
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New York State has found a legal loophole that would force Trump to serve his prison sentence for the entire 4 years of his Presidency.
-Keep in mind Trump is sentenced on Nov.26, that is before he’s sworn into office and even then cannot be pardoned from a state case.
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Guys I bought Twitter blue so here’s the whole wet painters episode
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// man i rly wanna engage in rp but my creativity and writing is lacking insanely cuz its been so long since ive rped sadge
// im dangerously inconsistent and dont rly post high quality stuff but i do have an art acc if anyone is interested :)
@Gayjuiceuwu
One hand on the wheel, the other rested against their temple. The gentle hum of the cars engine was like a lullaby to her ears as she fought against the intoxication of slumber.
She tapped her index finger on the wheel to keep awake.
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘣.
// i finally have a solid backstory for Feedback, now if only i had someone to rp with and rly flourish her 😔
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𝙈𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡 !
♡ This tweet to become a main. This gives me permission to @ and dm you, or just interact with you in and out of character.
↺ to spread the word.
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gaming terms are weird. like oh you're carrying me? what's next, gonna hold me gently? cradle my head in your hands? you gonna kiss me? is that our strategy?
Feedback ambled towards the shaded figure in the distance. She flicked her cigarette aside before snuffing it with her boot. They rested their hands in their pocket standing some distances from the car.
"Whats a choom gotta do to get ya to look at ya hollo? Whatchu' doin here?"
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Feedbacks eyes swiftly shifted through the data appearing and dissappearing infront of her. The download was nearly there.
"98..99.."
she muttered to herself.
"Done!" She nearly yanked her jack out but it took only seconds before she felt the cold metal of a barrel pointed to-
the back of her skull.
At the cock of the gun she acquiesced with a long exasperated sigh and rose her hands slowly in compliance.
"Fuck."


















