BLStoner
OG Gaian
BLStoner
OG Gaian
{ { { { The Bartender } } } }
▰▰▰▰▰▰BASICS
❖Name Gabriel Adams
❖Nickname(s) Gabe, Gabbie, Adams
❖Age Forty - One
❖Gender Male
❖Birthday October 21st
❖Sexuality Homosexual
❖likes
☑ A glass of Piña wine, although drinking anything in general is good enough.
☑ Spending time with his pokemon.
☑ Long naps even though he gets plenty of rest at night.
☑ Lending a helping hand when able.
❖dislikes
☒ His disabilities, but he's learned to live with them.
☒ Thinking about his past for it brings nothing but regret.
☒ Battling pokemon, despite it being a way of helping his pokemon grow.
☒ Being disrespected without reason.
❖fears
☠ Death, be it his own demise or another's.
▰▰▰▰▰▰PERSONALITY
❖Despite the misfortune in his life, Gabriel seems to be a pretty happy man. However, all isn't as it seems. The man is very deep and profound, leading him to think back on his life and the darkness in it. There are days where he won't say much or trails off into deep thought. It's often best to just let him have these moments, as it's his way or reminding himself how lucky he has been in his life.
His temper is not something easily ignited 'less one gives him reason, such as bringing harm to an innocent or just down right needs to be set straight. He usually doesn't show such frustrations, however, and can always be found with the greatest of manners. He's polite and enjoys helping his neighbours and friends when he can, though he knows his limits. He has nothing against being assisted as well and doesn't think of his gimp leg or being half blind as a problem.
▰▰▰▰▰▰BIOGRAPHY
❖Gabriel Adams was born to two loving parents, both breeders who loved their jobs just as much as their son. And for a few years, life was never better until the boy's eleventh summer. With his Nana's passing, his parents were left with having to organize what was left of her estate, a job that would take the day and the next morning to finish. And with the first summer festival that night, they decided they'd let their son spend the night at a friend's house just until they came back. But they didn't come back. He had been told by authorities that his parents had perished in a fire that had been set to the home. Someone had managed to break in and had been surprised to find people there. A couple hard blows to the head took both his parents down, but the panicked thief had believed to have killed them, leading him to further freak out and eventually caused him to burn the house down to hide what he had done. Unfortunately, both had been very alive.
As rough as it was to accept, it was the reality Gabriel had to deal with, staying only awhile longer with his childhood friend. Gabriel had no one else to take him in, but after a couple weeks, he knew that he was only burdening his friend and his family. So in the quiet of night, Gabriel ran from his hometown, deciding it would be easier to survive on his own. Oh how very wrong he was. For the first few days, the boy did well on his own, but then something went wrong. The boy had awoken a very tired Ursaring by accident, the pokemon had become furious and chased the boy through the woods. His legs carried him as quickly as they could, but he had the misfortune of falling into a trap lain for a pokemon and broken his leg. The hole he had fallen into was no tiny pit, but it was deep and cold. Two days passed before those who had laid the trap came looking for their prize, only to find Gabriel instead. Their clothing made them look like some sort of group, but it was the big red Rs that made them look silly.
A few of the members shouted and yelled at him, saying he had ruined their trap, but the older gentleman of the group was soon to hush them and had them get the boy out. This same man recognized the injury and decided that he would tend to it back at their base. Gabriel, who was in pain, wasn't about to disagree. This would mark the beginning of his life with the infamous Team Rocket, an organization that, while troublesome, wasn't as popular as their competition. The man who had saved him, Raiden, had also come to care for Gabriel as if the boy was his own. He taught the boy the ways of Team Rocket and even had him lend a hand in a few of their smaller operations from time to time. After all, who was going to suspect a child of stealing pokemon?
Years past and Gabriel became more involved, so upon his seventeenth birthday, Raiden presented the child with an egg. He was told that if he could make it hatch and give it all the love it could ever want, then Gabriel would be allowed to take on some of the more serious missions. So that boy spent day and night with that egg until it hatched and out popped the sweetest thing he had ever seen. It was an eevee. Right then and there the boy was determined to raise his eevee and have it become an umbreon, a pokemon he had spent so many years desiring for himself. So he did everything for the adorable the creature, trying to make sure he raised it right, even taking on battling with Raiden and his pokemon to help level up and evolve his Diei. But despite all his efforts, his eevee had become and espeon. Just another defeat for Team Rocket, great. Yet, it was Raiden who showed him just what espeon could do, making the male appreciate the pokemon all the more.
Life was pretty good after that, heists becoming more successful and Gabriel battled often with his espeon to strengthen her up. However, Gabriel was just shy of his twenty-sixth year when things hit the fan. A poor escape had led angry trainers to the base where battle raged. However, someone dared to take on the idiot who always forced his pokemon to self destruct. The explosion inside had caused the generators to only add to the blast and before long, the whole building was coming down. Only a handful of people, including Gabriel, had not made it out of the building.
It was awhile, but what was left of Team Rocket put all their energy into rescuing anywho was might have survived the collapse, only two made it out. When Gabriel woke up in the hospital, he discovered that not only had he lost use of his right eye and had marred part of his face, but that Raiden had not made it. One of the members had been kind enough to bring the male Raiden's two pokemon, Aquarius and Acies. Of course, Gabriel handled the news the same way he had when he lost his parents. He ran.
That's when he found it. The one home he belonged to. Paix Valley, a beautiful, peaceful place that didn't have the excitement or hurt he had endured in his life. Just happiness. It was here that Gabriel and his pokemon settled, taking to the town's bar as a bartender. Now at the age of forty-one, Gabriel is living the life. He's happy and healthy, there's nothing else in the world to want for.
▰▰▰▰▰▰PARTNERS
Aquarius
{Aqui, Aqua}
Lvl. 73
[x]
❖Hydro Pump
❖Ice Beam
❖Night Slash
❖Spikes
Aquarius belonged to Raiden, Gabriel's guardian, so the two were well acquainted. However, Raiden's passing left the pokemon without a trainer, until he came to be inherited by Gabriel. Since then the pokemon has been just as loyal to him as it had once been to Raiden.
Acies
{Ace}
Lvl. 58
[x]
❖Sword Dance
❖Bullet Punch
❖Earthquake
❖Close Combat
Acies was another pokemon passed down from Raiden to Gabriel. However, unlike Aquarius who has accepted Gabriel as their trainer, the Lucario continues to struggle being led by the male.
Diei
{Dee}
Lvl. 28
[x]
❖Reflect
❖Wish
❖Psybeam
❖Baton Pass
Diei was given to Gabriel as a gift when he was a teen. Of course she was an egg, but Gabriel helped her hatch and the two have been inseparable since.
▰▰▰▰▰▰OTHER
❖Counting Stars
❖The Diary of a Barkeep
❖Extra Gabriel has never told anyone in town about his past as a Team Rocket member, but always worries he might see a familiar face in town who does know.
❖BLStoner
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OG Gaian
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tab ☾ It had come again, that beautiful glowing orb that pierced that darkness it ruled over. The serpentine tail hissed as it swayed behind the shadowy mass, eagerly aware of what this meant. The dark mass shifted to crawl on all fours from the window, its mouth opened and out came its many tongues, all squirming and wiggling, thick saliva leaving a trail upon the floor. It was time to claim his prize for being so patient.
tab ☾ Rattle, rattle, rattle. The doorknob failed to twist or open the door at all, but that didn't stop the tiny hands from trying, now pulling at the door as the small foot pressed against the wall, hoping the extra force would break the old knob and hopefully set them free. They couldn't tell how many days had passed or what time it was, all they knew was that they had to get out and away from the big scary monster. It looked at them funny and had all those yucky tongues. But most of all, they missed their parents and all they wanted to do was go home. To mama and papa.
tab ☾ Struggling a little longer, the door popped open, old wood and metal given away under the stress. They were free! Little hands pulled their dirty boots over their feet and they quickly ran from the room and down the steps. The front door was right there in their reach! Little hands turned the knob, but something hissed and gave a low growl. The small child stopped to look back, eyes growing as big as saucers to see the monster standing there, looking at them with those scary yellow eyes. Neither moved for a moment, but their body suddenly screamed to run and that's just what the child did.
tab ☾ The night air nipped at the soft skin of the child, little legs moving quickly to put distance between themselves and the monster. If they could just make it home then the monster would leave them alone. That was the rule. Monsters couldn't go into people's houses. Tiny legs carried them far, far from the eroding home and to the town's heart. They were so close now! Oh, how mama and papa would be so happy to see them again!
tab ☾ After cutting through yards and slipping through alleys, they finally reached their door, little hands pounding wildly as they yelled for them to open up. They could hear the fumbling of locks on the otherside, the door soon opening and there stood mama. "Mama!" The child exclaimed, throwing themselves at their beloved parent. At first there was shock in the woman's face, then joy as she embraced her child, tear soon running down her face. "Charles! Charles, he's home! our baby is home!" She picked up her little one and made for the kitchen. She had lost her baby once and it wasn't going to happen again. Another came thumping down the stairs, a man who looked surprised and gleeful, but more than anything he was also terrified. "Debra, grab the gun and give it to me." Both urgently began preparing, the father now with the gun in his hands and the wife giving him bullet after bullet to feed into the revolver, but try as they might, it was already to late.
tab ☾ The horrid sound of hinges creaking echoed through the silence of the house, the couple and their young were frozen. There wasn't a single sound, but the man shut the chamber and cocked the hammer, slowly moving to peer out of the kitchen with his weapon raise. And there he saw it. There in the doorway it stood, hunched but with eyes that chilled his soul. The many tongue dripped with saliva as it stared at the armed mortal. And then the beast smirked.
tab ☾ Cries over terror and agony rang out in the night along with shots from the pistol, the horrids sounds lasting but a few short moments and then all was silent again. All except the sound of the beast feeding . . .
tab ☾ By dawn, the beast had finished his rather larger meal, belly swollen as he scampered away from the scene of the crime, leaving them to clean up his mess. He hadn't eaten like that since . . . Well, since the pact was made some years ago when folk were far more superstitious. He certainly wasn't going to need to eat for awhile. Ha ha. As if. He was such a gluttonous beast it was a surprise he didn't just eat the whole town. Ah, but then who would feed him such tender little meals? Guess those mortal idiots were good for something.
tab ☾ The old home provided refuge for the child hungry beast and served as a quiet place to keep them. Oh, he liked to marinate them in their own fear before consumption, gave them that little kick he loved in his meal. Of course, his diet had certain parties keeping an eye on him. Tch. He could have what he wanted, but he had to follow rules. Bah. He licked his chops at the thought, whining as he did so as he thought on when he'd have such a tender meal next. One a month if he was good, one every six months is he was bad. And well, he knew he was in trouble for what he had done, but oh well. Wasn't like it was the first time. He retreated indoors and made for lone mattress in the master bedroom, flopping down on it. Let;s see if he could sneak a quick nap in before the day began.
tab ☾ Sleep, while sought after, could not be found and after an hour of trying, Scio discovered his struggle was futile. The beast growled, awakening the only one of the duo who was lucky enough to get some sleep. A slight hiss of an irked manner sounded, but the beast ignored it as he stretched and looked at the serpent, huffing. "Okay, little buddy, it's that time again." He grumbled, the serpent huffing at him before the male took to his hands and knees, quick to shake his whole frame much like a wet dog would. his monstrous appearance changed from that of Scio's natural form to that of a more 'normal' appearance. Well, more mortal. However, one thing remained. The little serpent fellow had thinned out considerable, perhaps no thicker than your average garden hose. Of course, the serpent knew it's role in this new look, wrapping about Scio's hips. Speaking of wrapping, the beast got to his feet and grabbed the pale yellow material and placed it about himself, helping to hide the serpentine anomaly. He had to admit he hated the fringe on this thing, but he was too lazy to do anything about it. Tch.
tab ☾ "Comfortable?" He murmured, a small hiss confirming it was content before the beast took a minute to look about. "The ******** are we suppose to do now?" With break in his routine, he wasn't sure what to do, but that was the point, wasn't it? He wasn't suppose to have a normal routine, he was suppose to be out and doing new things. Ugh. But it took so much effort to go outside! And then there was the sun, ugh. It was so annoying with stupid shining shininess. He sighed heavily and reluctantly headed out once more this time he decided that the walk into town, while long, wasn't too horrible. But it left him aching for the comforts of his home. If only they didn't have to hide themselves things would've been a lot easier, but when had any of this life been easy? Humans were humans. Point, shriek, kill, repeat. That's what happened when humans knew more than they should. Kind of shitty given some being had been here longer than mankind. Pricks.
tab ☾ "Ugh, next time we move, let's choose a place in town. Maybe next to the schoolyard." He grumbled as he found himself in the familiar hunting grounds. It was definitely different than during the night. Once semi-quiet streets were buzzing with daily activity of occupants. Sure, it was early still, but some people had to work, unlike him who just stole and killed for the things he wanted. He had actually considered employment once, but came down with a case of lazy-a** and never really pursued it. Besides, it meant falling back into another routine. Yuck.
tab ☾ In town with nothing to do, Scio began to wonder if there was an arcade around. Might as well preoccupy himself until he could find something exciting to do, like . . . ********, what did one do these days? Uhhh . . . Well, ******** it, he'd figure it out later. Right now, he was pretty sure a coin operated space invaders machine was calling to him. Of course, if he could not find such comforts, he was going to flagallagollaga. He had no clue what the hell that was or how one did it, but he was going to do it right here in the street if he had to. Meh..
▌ ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ : ( Scio Monster )
▌ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ : Streets
▌ ｍｕｓｉｃ : Monster - House
▌ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ : N//A
▌ ｏｏｃ : N//A.
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OG Gaian
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☾ "Whaa~!" First pinching his nose and now this! "How can you be so mean, Van?!" He whined but a moment of pouting was quick to pass and the dragon huffed. "Fine." He grumbled, making it quite clear he was not happy. He didn't want to wander, well not wander, but he didn't want to be in the woods. It was such a horribly boring place, despite the beings living there. Humans were more fun and excite, that's why he lived in the cities. At least he would have Van, if the other didn't to murder him out here, then again overpowering the other would be easy. Van was more of a slender build while Kyrah appeared thicker. That and he was a dragon.
☾ The beast got up and stretched, again showing off his bare state. Of course he was always amused by his tamer's response to it, not understanding how the other couldn't stare at him and his beautiful markings. It's not like he was repulsive to look at, but whatever. Van would come around sooner or later and maybe one day Kyrah could get him to be just as shameless as well.
☾ The sheer materials were pulled onto his body, along with all his adornments. He was lucky he didn't need to wear thick clothing, able to feel free in his clothing while also compromising with the human custom of hiding one's own body. "There, I'm dressed." He said, moving away from the mess of the bedroll, not wanting to be the one to pick up after them. If anything, if he was going to be up and moving, he wanted to find breakfast. Of course hunting, skinning, cleaning, and cooking was going to take awhile, so that meant eating roots, berries, and whatever they had in the pack.
Ah, but he had forgotten something, hadn't he? That's right. His human was curious about his dealings with the pixies. Tch. That he didn't mind answering, but the other stung him with that little comment of his. It didn't show, but it bothered the dragon. "About what happened with the pixies," He began, looking to his tamer, "I did nothing but be myself and ignore the nonsense about ending up some mortal's pet lizard." He shrugged and turned the golden gaze to the treeline.
▌ ｃｌｏｔｈｉｎｇ : The Red Dancer xxxx▌ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ : Edge of Fayoak Forest xxxx▌ ｍｕｓｉｃ : Yearning - Dragonheart xxxx▌ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ : Van
▌ ｏｏｃ : N//A
BLStoner
OG Gaian
Basir Said Mukhtar
Twenty-six
Male
Private citizen/Fortune teller
♦ As a Baku, Basir can devour dreams and ward off evil spirits. This makes him quite harmless to all, except Yokai who intend harm towards innocents. However, he has powers that aren't entirely of a Yokai nature, ones learned though spiritual beliefs and much practice. Basir can make contact with the dead, but each experience is different. Sometimes it can only be words, others images, but it all depends on the spirit. He can also see one's future, but guarantees that things can always change. After all, nothing is written in stone and it only takes a moment to change one's path.
♦ Basir's father is from Saudi Arabia, a wealthy man with a large harem of women from around the world. To collect a final conquest, he had traveled to Japan to seek the perfect woman that would reflect his wealth and his might. The beautiful Kohana Onazowa was the one he chose. Unfortunately, he was unaware that she was a Baku in mortal skin. They stayed in Japan, Kohana insistent that Akbaru learn of the culture and explore the beautiful country of Japan. He could not deny her, for her beauty alone seemed to cast a spell over the man.
They lived in Japan for several months, just in time to have conceived the young Mukhtar child. That's when the woman confided in Akbaru about what she was. That only made the man fancy her even more and eventually they returned to Saudi Arabia where Kohana happily joined the rest of the harem. Unfortunately, her stay was not long.
Basir was born in the early hours of morning, but his birth was not an easy one. They managed to save the child, but his mother, the precious Kohana, had not survived. Akbaru only treasured his youngest child more for he was all that was left of his Japanese bride. But despite this, Basir grew up with his other siblings, behaving as a normal child except he didn't always eat as they did. He feasted on the dreams of others. His siblings never once had nightmares since his birth, but he also shared a sensitivity that his father had. Learning of this Akbaru taught his son the skills of being a seer and how to connect with the great beyond. The other wives were envious that their children weren't as special in this way. Many times did Basir face a grave end, but by his fifteenth year, his father could take no more and decided his son would be safe in Japan. He heard heard of the laws there about the Yokai and thought perhaps his son would do better amongst people like himself, that his gifts would not be envied and he could gain some experience of the world. Maybe find family on his mother's side. When told this, Basir felt conflicted. He wished to stay with his father, but he also wanted to find others like him. Never did he wish to admit the strange loneliness in his heart, but it was there.
Before the week was through, Basir left for Japan, saying good-bye to his siblings and his father. When he arrived, he made his way to Kamizawa City in hopes of finding family, but surprisingly found no one. That left the young man to survive on his own. He used his gifts to make a living, starting out from being a simple street performer to working his way up to his own little shop.
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✪ "Elli! Elli! Wake up~!" A small voice whined, the tiny boy eventually flopping on top of the older male. "Elli~! You supposed to play with me today! You promised!" The teen groaned and tried to pull the blanket over his head, but the child grabbed it and pulled it away. "Don't make me tell on you!" A heavy sigh escaped the seventeen year old before he looked to the other who was about eleven years his junior. This boy, Alan, was one of the unfortunate ones. He was born to be unwound for his brother who had a small heart that would give out before his twentieth birthday. Well, there was an accident and Alan was shipped out early to be broken down, but the kid managed to get away and was brought here by one of the other members for safe keeping. Now the kid was all over Elliot like fleas on a dog. Couldn't blame the kid though, considering he had just lost his family and was looking for someone who would look out for him. And that happened to be Elliot's job. He served as the protector of the group, to fight for those who could not. The Strong One, as the younger kids called him.
✪ "Fine, but go get your coat and shoes on." He said, the boy instantly jumping up and ran off to do just that. Now alone, Elliot got himself up and quickly dressed in the appropriate garb. He had promised to take Alan out to play with the bow Elliot had made for him. Of course his arrows had the suction cups on the end unlike Elliot's. Didn't want Alan to hurt anyone accidentally. But just as Elliot snatched up his own bow and quiver, the boy came back, archery set in hand. "Alright, let's head out." The pair soon left Elliot's 'room', a part of one of the train cars that had been sectioned off. Most of the train cars were divided up to serve as personal spaces for each of the kids, there were even ships just down a short path and on the shore of the cove that kids lived on as well. They were fortunate to have such a location, plenty of food from both land and water. So kids could have red meat or fish, which was nice considering some of the kids were picky eaters.
✪ The pair went further into the woods where Elliot taught Alan to perfect his aim, the boy getting more excited each time he got closer to the arrow Elliot had stuck into the tree to serve as a bulls-eye of sorts. Yet, it was only for so long, the youthful boy quickly wanting to do something else. That was the trouble with the younger ones, always quick to grow bored. However, the child seemed to have in mind the next game to play. He wanted to play slug-bug, something the older kids played because of the road that ran through the woods a couple miles from the camp. It was dangerous to go anywhere near the road with the smaller children, but Elliot knew if he took just the one child, he'd be alright.
✪ For awhile they laid on the ground, hidden amongst the flora and played their game, the boy getting two points before something caught Elliot's interest. It was a familiar bus, one he himself had once rode on. Those passengers . . . Those kids were to be unwound. He quietly whispered to the boy to head back, a quick whine escaped the child, but a harsh word from the older male had the child obeying and before long little legs carried him away, and just in time.
✪ Too quickly a vechicle had come from further down the rode and had the misfortune to plow straight into the bus, forcing it it to its side, like drunken teens tipping a cow. It was instinct to run straight in and help, but he had to be careful. He couldn't just run in risking his life to play hero. That was lesson one to surviving and evading the law. Yet, Elliot was going to go in and help, to save who he could, if he could. So he drew his bow and a single arrow, nocking it before drawing the string back and locking his elbow to hold his aim steady.
✪ He didn't run, but crept close to the road and the tipped vehicle, getting close enough to peer in through the back door's windows. He could see a few bodies inside, some where still moving, others weren't. Damn it. He eased the string and quickly returned everything to it place before kicking in the back window and crawled in. Now to help those in need. "H-Hello?!" Those who responded the quickest and had the fewest injuries would be served first and all the rest would have to see what fate awaited them. After all, he couldn't save everyone.
▌ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ : N//A xxxx▌ ｍｕｓｉｃ : Word - Word xxxx
▌ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ : N//A xxxx▌ ｃｌｏｔｈｉｎｇ : Day One
▌ ｏｏｃ : Ah, normal crappy intro post.
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† "Aliquis in omnibus, nullus in singulis." The young male said, shaking his head before he found himself nudged by an older gentleman with long red locks. "Silentium." They stood beside the grave, watching as the coffin was lowered into the ground. There was no one here for the man, no family or friends. An individual with a name and a social security number like everyone else, but he was a nobody at the same time. Just a face in the crowd to be forgotten. It was a depressing matter, but it made one reflect on their life. What had they done to make themselves known? Would there be someone there for them when their time came? Gabriel certainly asked himself these questions, but he frowned to himself knowing well of the answers. He spent many years dedicating his life to the priesthood, but he never had any family, a Dublin orphan who was taken as a boy to start his life on the path of faith. So who, then, would miss him?
† A few hours had passed since then, the morning drawing ever closer to the hour of noon and before long the hands upon the clock read it was the eleventh hour. Despite the grim events of the morning, he could always fine joy in his morning routine of eating at the Hana Rose Cafe. Nothing said comfort like the taste of familiar dishes and the airy atmosphere of the cafe. It was near impossible not to spend all day there and shamefully, he had to admit that had been the case a few times. But could one really blame him? Certainly not.
† The recognizable tapping of the walking cane could be head as he carried along the city streets, changing from his usual priestly garb into something more comfortable. After all, he his morning proved discomforting enough, no need to carry on such a trend. Yet, he soon reached his destination, able to spot only a few bodies within. Ah, he was quite the early bird, but such was a man who had many responsibilities, rather heavy ones at that. But his gloved fingers wrapped about the door handle and pushed it open, setting foot within the business.
† "Good morning, gentlemen." He greeted, a strange mix of Italian over lapping a lighter Irish accent. The closest thing one might relate it to is some sort of New York dialect, but that was always up for debate. "Pardon for the early intrusion." Ah, the daily apology, but never the less the gentleman
▌ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ : Cemetery > Street > Cafe xxxx▌ ｍｕｓｉｃ : Beyond - Silence xxxx
▌ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ : a**. Pastor > Alone > Cafe Staff xxxx▌ ｃｌｏｔｈｉｎｇ : Day One
▌ ｏｏｃ : N//A.
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▌ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ : Pawn Shop xxxx▌ ｍｕｓｉｃ : Radioactive - Jump xxxx▌ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ : Idiot xxxx
▌ ｏｏｃ : N//A
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▌ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ : N//A xxxx▌ ｍｕｓｉｃ : Radioactive - Jump xxxx▌ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ : N//A xxxx
▌ ｏｏｃ : N//A
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☠ .
☠ .
☠ .
▌ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ : N//A xxxx▌ ｍｕｓｉｃ : Radioactive - Jump xxxx▌ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ : N//A xxxx
▌ ｏｏｃ : N//A
Forum
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tab ☠ .
tab ☠ .
tab ☠ .
tab ☠ .
▌ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ : N//A xxxx▌ ｍｕｓｉｃ : Radioactive - Jump xxxx▌ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ : N//A xxxx
▌ ｏｏｃ : N//A
BLStoner
OG Gaian
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tab ☣ .
tab ☣ .
tab ☣ .
tab ☣ .
▌ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ : N//A xxxx▌ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ : N//A
▌ ｏｏｃ : N//A