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Brynna

@SpiritusGaudium

'There's magic in laughter, power in joy.' @xYoungestAngelx taught me how to make people smile. Six-year-old Fledgling, Spirit of Joy. {#RP #OC #ArtisticQuirks}

Joined November 2018
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"They're so bright! Like baby stars." // New #ArtisticQuirks OC ~Fledgling Angel / Spirit of Joy ~Daughter of @xYoungestAngelx ~Six-years-old ~OpenDMs/OpenMentions ~NoShips / SV ~Literate/Descriptive as you ~Mostly SPN but FandomFlexible RT?
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// Starter call! Gimme a like and I'll whip something up. RT to spread the word. Pop into the DMs if you want to discuss an SL.
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Sneaks up behind @Nephilmother and tackles her.
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Stares hard at @LaterHoNuggets.
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🗡New Young!Dean 🗡Not new to #SPNRP or RP 🗡Open to plot in DMs always 🗡OCs welcome and encouraged 🗡I'll be as descriptive as you are 🗡Be patient with me please :] 🗡#Inquisitori RT and Follow?
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PA: Jensen had the flu (w 102 fever) while filming this latest #Supernatural episode. I told him what a great, Emmy-worthy job he did transitioning to Michael in the closing scene. He told me how much that meant bc he was SUPER sick. Don’t forget how hard he works guys #spnfamily – at Austin, TX
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"This world is changing so often that it's getting harder and harder to keep up with." New vampire OC, not new to RP. I'm open to RPing with anyone. Old soul trapped in rapidly moving times. Feel free to DM with ideas. RT & Follow? 🖤
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I perched on the roof of the apartment building, eyes closed as I listened to the people on the streets below. I neeed to feed soon, tonight, if I could. It would be easy, as always. My appearance did grant /some/ benefits, after all. It would be a small matter to lead some >
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first time, I found myself almost missing my guardian, that silent shadow of a vampire that had been my companion for so long. Much as I valued my isolation, it posed far too many issues in and of itself to be practical. With a sigh, I stood and took a single step, dropping >
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like a stone from the roof to the ground, into the shadows of an alleyway. Enough brooding. I was hungry.
Time. It was a tricky force. It healed as much as it hurt, strengthened as much as it destroyed, and always, always, left you pleading for more. I had never given it much thought, the illusions and deceptions of time. Not until it became the only thing I had left. You see, it >
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among the undead, children need supervision. I raged against the council, but the decision was final. If I were to remain free to travel the world as I wished, I must have an adult vampire with me. Another century passed. I did what I pleaded, when I pleaded, with the company >
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(^^ Pleased, not pleaded) of an elder, ‘just in case’. Until that elder died. That was ten years ago. I’ve been hiding ever since, with no desire to share my solitude, but knowing that the moment I was found, I would be shipped back to Russia, to the council, to face judgement.
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