*BET YALL. YOU WANT ME TO BE ALL THREE, WATCH ME GO.*
A solider, about 5'9, stands against a wall. They wear full military siege garb that covers ever inch of their skin. Over their eyes are mirrored goggles that reflect the world they see. A sniper rifle and pistol are in holsters that gleam with a certain newness.
In a cell in the D-Class hallway, a young man who looks rather scruffy sits on his bed, wringing his hands quietly. He stares at the wall and mutters to himself. Deep cuts litter his face and are slightly accented by his orange jumpsuit.
A woman wearing a long white lab coat walks down the hallway. She has short auburn hair that falls over her right eye a bit. She has fair skin that is dappled by freckles and bright blue eyes that glitter warmly. She carries a clipboard that has layers upon layers of papers attached to it along with a pen. A tag on her coat shows off her name and level on the gleaming plastic. "Anasta Matteo, O4 Reseracher."
*BET YALL. YOU WANT ME TO BE ALL THREE, WATCH ME GO.*
A solider, about 5'9, stands against a wall. They wear full military siege garb that covers ever inch of their skin. Over their eyes are mirrored goggles that reflect the world they see. A sniper rifle and pistol are in holsters that gleam with a certain newness.
In a cell in the D-Class hallway, a young man who looks rather scruffy sits on his bed, wringing his hands quietly. He stares at the wall and mutters to himself. Deep cuts litter his face and are slightly accented by his orange jumpsuit.
A woman wearing a long white lab coat walks down the hallway. She has short auburn hair that falls over her right eye a bit. She has fair skin that is dappled by freckles and bright blue eyes that glitter warmly. She carries a clipboard that has layers upon layers of papers attached to it along with a pen. A tag on her coat shows off her name and level on the gleaming plastic. "Anasta Matteo, O4 Reseracher."
A man, part of the 9-Tailed Fox unit, walks around the corner and nearly runs into her.
*BET YALL. YOU WANT ME TO BE ALL THREE, WATCH ME GO.*
A solider, about 5'9, stands against a wall. They wear full military siege garb that covers ever inch of their skin. Over their eyes are mirrored goggles that reflect the world they see. A sniper rifle and pistol are in holsters that gleam with a certain newness.
In a cell in the D-Class hallway, a young man who looks rather scruffy sits on his bed, wringing his hands quietly. He stares at the wall and mutters to himself. Deep cuts litter his face and are slightly accented by his orange jumpsuit.
A woman wearing a long white lab coat walks down the hallway. She has short auburn hair that falls over her right eye a bit. She has fair skin that is dappled by freckles and bright blue eyes that glitter warmly. She carries a clipboard that has layers upon layers of papers attached to it along with a pen. A tag on her coat shows off her name and level on the gleaming plastic. "Anasta Matteo, O4 Reseracher."
A man, part of the 9-Tailed Fox unit, walks around the corner and nearly runs into her.
She runs into him and staggers back, catching herself before she falls on the floor. "Oh dear.. Ah hello. Quite sorry about that." she chirps and smiles warmly.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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*TO JOIN OR NOT TOOOO. I was in the last one and that was fun and I wanna do it again tbh cuz the last one died.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*possibly*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*YOU SHOULD!*
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*That one kitsune that's in the NTF team*
*Alright*
"Wait a minute. You need to get back in your cell kid."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Someone is coming down the hallway
*Wha huh?*
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*BUT ITS HARD TO DECIDE WHAT TO PLAY. I wanna be either a Soldier, a Scientist, or a problematic D-Class*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The 9-Tailed Fox unit turns and stares at the newcomer.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Be all three lmao*
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*do all three lol*
A soldier is coming down the hallway
*best image I could find is from Roblox, so, imagine it's not.*.png/revision/latest?cb=20230502024229)
*wait, found a better one*
*Didnt show up lmao*
The 9-Tailed Fox unit waves
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He nods in their direction, then notices the Class-D. "Why is he out of his cell?"
"No clue sir. Found him wandering. I was gonna escort him back."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*who is the class D?*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*BET YALL. YOU WANT ME TO BE ALL THREE, WATCH ME GO.*
A solider, about 5'9, stands against a wall. They wear full military siege garb that covers ever inch of their skin. Over their eyes are mirrored goggles that reflect the world they see. A sniper rifle and pistol are in holsters that gleam with a certain newness.
In a cell in the D-Class hallway, a young man who looks rather scruffy sits on his bed, wringing his hands quietly. He stares at the wall and mutters to himself. Deep cuts litter his face and are slightly accented by his orange jumpsuit.
A woman wearing a long white lab coat walks down the hallway. She has short auburn hair that falls over her right eye a bit. She has fair skin that is dappled by freckles and bright blue eyes that glitter warmly. She carries a clipboard that has layers upon layers of papers attached to it along with a pen. A tag on her coat shows off her name and level on the gleaming plastic. "Anasta Matteo, O4 Reseracher."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
A man, part of the 9-Tailed Fox unit, walks around the corner and nearly runs into her.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
She runs into him and staggers back, catching herself before she falls on the floor. "Oh dear.. Ah hello. Quite sorry about that." she chirps and smiles warmly.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘