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                                                            xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWelcome to Lexington University

                                                            If you're reading this letter, I am certain you are already aware of what it contains. As I am putting quite a lot of effort into writing this, I would like to sincerely thank you for taking the time and effort to read it thoroughly and carefully, as I'm sure you already had every intention of doing so.

                                                            You must already know this, but Lexington University is considered to be one of the greatest schools for athletes to attend. We accept only the best of the best, and only those at the very top of their individual sports are welcome into our halls. At Lexington University, athletics are everything. We offer state of the art facilities for our athletes to use, and by the time you leave us, your name will already be one recognized in every household.

                                                            As I previously stated earlier in this letter (If you require a reminder, simply flick your gaze up a few inches, and refresh your memory) you must already know what this letter contains. You have been invited to attend Lexington University! Congratulations, you've caught our attention. You have shown incredible capabilities in a sport, and we would be honored if you chose to attend our university. We promise we will do the best we can to bring you to the top, and help get your foot in the world of professional sports.

                                                            Should you ever need reminding, just turn on the TV and switch to any sports network. Chances are you're staring at a Lexington University graduate. Probably. Possibly.

                                                            {{PROFILES}} xxx {{OOC}} xxx {{RECRUITMENT}}

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                                                            xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn Case You Didn't Know

                                                            This is a yaoi RP, inspired by sports anime. I'm trash. This will be a sports/slice-of-life/romance sorta RP. Yay.

                                                            xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxDon't Do This

                                                            Do not join and then never post. Try and be active. If you can post at least once a day, that would be ideal. If you go a week without posting, without warning me ahead of time, I will send you a warning. If you don't respond three days after that, I will remove your character.

                                                            Do not ask me to reserve a spot, then never submit a profile. You will have three days to send a profile to me after you reserve a spot. If you need an extension, please let me know! I just don't want you to disappear out of nowhere. But if you give me a heads up, I'm always willing to give you more time.

                                                            Do not be mean to your fellow RPers. I will give up my first born for in-character drama, but when its in the OOC, we have a problem. Please be nice to each other.

                                                            Do not RP graphic sex in this thread. Please time-skip, take it to PMs, whatever, just don't diddle daddle in the actual thread, thanks.

                                                            Do not copy someone else's character. This can be done unintentionally too! This means I want you to read other profiles before you submit your own character. I don't expect you to memorize every character before your own, but at least skim the other profiles, PLEASE. I don't want 12 moody basketball players running around. I WILL allow repeats of sports, but only a couple. I'd like variety.


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                                                            Put time and effort into your posts! I don't require a novel, but at least 2-3 paragraphs per post would be ideal!

                                                            Submit your reserves to me with the PM titled as the DORM you want your character in!

                                                            Profiles can be submitted to me with any title of your choosing.

                                                            Plan with others! Don't be afraid to chat it up in the ooc and plan things out. It helps keep things fun and exciting. Don't rely on me to walk us through the RP. You're mostly going to have free reign in this RP anyway.

                                                            Don't be afraid to ask questions. I'm not mean, I promise, and no question is a bad one. I'm here to help out!

                                                            Have fun. This RP is all in good fun, no worries, no stress, just sweaty sports.

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                                                            Dorms at Lexington University are set up as such: Four students share a four-bedroom, two-bath apartment together that is on campus. The apartments come with a kitchen, spacious living room, and a balcony with a hot tub. The students at the best school obviously deserve the best treatment!

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                                                            xxxTegoshi Fudo Soccer Black Cat Massu

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                                                            xxxAkihito "Aki" Kudo Tae Kwon Do I Kirby I

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                                                            xxxKeenan Connolly Crew armadillo aria

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                                                            xxx Vice Tashioma Kendo Vindictive D r e a m s

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                                                            xxxLeon Alaux Fencing Druidtigeress

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                                                            xxxRiley Lexington Cycling Kiwi Hut Jr

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                                                            xxxLiam Michaels Volleyball KyeDrahs

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                                                            xxxChance Allen Track kiwiskittle

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                                                            xxxnathaniel tailor horse racing [steeplechase] nothing simpler

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                                                            xxxRomeo Larosso Basketball Desmonde de Mirage

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                                                            xxxmalik videl soccer weest

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                                                            xxx Rin Ives Basketball Kiyoshi Teppei

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                                                            [color=white]xxxxxxxx[/color][color=#ee4466]❝[/color] [color=#cc3355 ]Welcome to the new school year! Could you remind us of your age, and what year you're in?[/color] [color=#ee4466]❞[/color]

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                                                            [color=white]xxxxxxxx[/color][color=#ee4466]❝[/color] [color=#cc3355 ]Lets just get right into the good stuff. What sport do you play?[/color] [color=#ee4466]❞[/color]

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                                                            [color=white]xxxxxxxx[/color][color=#ee4466]❝[/color] [color=#cc3355 ]Awesome. Now bear with me here while I ask a few silly questions: Whats your favorite part about your sport?[/color] [color=#ee4466]❞[/color]

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                                                            [color=white]xxxxxxxx[/color][color=#ee4466]❝[/color] [color=#cc3355 ]Other than sports, what would you say your hobbies are?[/color] [color=#ee4466]❞[/color]

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                                                            [color=white]xxxxxxxx[/color][color=#ee4466]❝[/color] [color=#cc3355 ]Could you list off a few things you really dislike?[/color] [color=#ee4466]❞[/color]

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                                                            [color=white]xxxxxxxx[/color][color=#ee4466]❝[/color] [color=#cc3355 ]I swear on my life those are standard questions. Now, tell us a little about your past.[/color] [color=#ee4466]❞[/color]

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                                                            [color=white]xxxxxxxx[/color][color=#ee4466]❝[/color] [color=#cc3355 ]Juicy. I mean, uh--Okay, a few more questions: It's a big school. The world of sports is even bigger. Anybody catch your eye yet?[/color] [color=#ee4466]❞[/color]

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                                                            [color=white]xxxxxxxx[/color][color=#ee4466]❝[/color] [color=#cc3355 ]I totally lied, that last question was just out of curiosity, I didn't really need to know. Don't worry, your secret is safe with me. Okay, now all I need you to do is sign here:[/color] [color=#ee4466]❞[/color]

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                                      Salem was thankful to have the rink to himself.

                                      More specifically, he was thankful for himself, thankful for his no nonsense attitude, and thankful he had managed to convince the first years skating around to leave so he could practice. All it had taken was a forced--yet convincing--smile, and a small, pathetic little quiver in his voice.

                                      The first years had then left, either out of pity, or respect for their upperclassman, not that Salem really cared which one it was. The fact that he now had an entire skating rink to himself was all that mattered.

                                      Try as he may, Salem couldn't quite keep the satisfied smirk off his face as he glided around the ice. He didn't mind having an audience, but sharing the ice was simply out of the question. He didn't need lesser skaters taking up his space, or clumsily bumping into him. Even when he was out here all alone, he radiated confidence, and the smile on his face was evidence of his faith in his abilities.

                                      The rink was silent, so it was obvious that Salem didn't intend on practicing an actual routine today. Normally the whole world would know if he was seriously practicing for a competition. You'd hear music, you'd see flashy clothing, and you definitely wouldn't see the smile on his face now. You'd see a face of hard set determination, and utter concentration. Skating was serious business.

                                      Today, Salem was just getting his usual practice in. He started off slow, simply skating around the rink. He practiced a few lazy turns, not wobbling even once. He skated from one end of the rink to the other, doing simple jumps halfway in between. When he had warmed up enough, he picked up speed. He skated in circles around the ice, flipping to skating backwards once he was satisfied with his speed.

                                      He kept his eyes on his feet, yet even without watching where he was going, he avoided the edges of the rink with ease. Salem inhaled slowly, watched his footing, and kicked himself up off the ice and into a spin in the air. He landed, then kicked up again, then again, jumping three times in total. On the final jump, he landed on one foot, and kept the other leg raised slightly behind him.

                                      He scowled. Maybe to an outsider it seemed impressive, but he knew his faults. He hadn't gotten enough height on the second jump. He hadn't done a complete 360 on the third turn. He had wobbled on the landing. He had stuck it, sure, but it wasn't perfect. If he could tell, judges would too.

                                      Salem blew his bangs out of his face, and lowered his leg back down to the ice. His momentum kept him moving forward around the ice, even as his feet stopped moving. He placed his hands on his hips and looked straight down at his skates, as if it was their fault he had messed up. And why not? Surely it couldn't have been his own fault. It was the faulty equipment. It was the ice not being smooth enough. Salem would blame this on everything but his own two feet.

                                      It was disappointing, but he knew whining about it, and giving up wouldn't solve his problem. He sighed, and shook his head, then got back to work. He focused on building speed again, trying for a few easier jumps this time. This time around it was smooth sailing. Of course.

                                      After a few minutes he stopped again, and let himself glide over to the edge. he leaned up against the railings around the rink, and breathed deeply. He wasn't exhausted just yet (he had practiced for hours without breaks before, so this was absolutely nothing), but doing one jump after another without much stopping in between could take a toll on his legs. Especially since he had already stayed out late the night before, trying to perfect this jump.

                                      It would be months before he had any real competitions to worry about, but he needed to perfect the harder moves. It was expected of him: By others, and himself. Salem expected to be the best. Salem wanted to push himself to the limit, and let everyone know he was better than they were. He wouldn't accept anything less.

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                                      "I'm back!"

                                      Believe it or not, those words--which were shouted as Riley flung open the room to his dorm--were not directed at his roommates. They were, in fact, meant for the plants littered around the place; The ones on the balcony, the ones in the living room, kitchen, and even the cute little potted cacti in the bathrooms. Riley, in his first month of school, had managed to completely overrun his shared dorm with plants of all sorts. Flowers, vegetables, bamboo, small shrubs, pretty much anywhere sunlight could get to, a plant was sitting there.

                                      A small voice in his head wondered if maybe it irritated his roommates. The other, louder, and more oblivious voice, didn't even process that it was something people could get upset about. Who could ever be mad at cute flowers? Even if they were all over the place.

                                      Riley was still in his racing gear, having just come back from practice. His helmet was tugged off and tossed haphazardly onto the couch, and his gloves were abandoned on the coffee table as he passed by. Normally, he tried to keep the place clean, but it was pretty bad habit of his to just drop his stuff on the floor when he first returned home. Give him a few minutes and he'll come back for it to put it in it's proper place, but those first few moments? On the floor. On the table. Everywhere but his room.

                                      He didn't know if anybody else was home, nor did he bother to check before he went straight into the kitchen, where he kept his (numerous) watering cans under the sink. Riley watered the plants first thing in the morning, but he had gotten a call at 5am that morning from his dad, saying he was slacking too much, and that he was expected to be out on the road practicing by 6am. His poor plants! He hadn't gotten the chance to take care of them yet.

                                      But now, they were fine. Riley whistled a cheerful (and out of tune) song as he went around the dorm, watering all the plants that needed it. Certain ones required less water than others, certain ones needed more, after all these years of gardening, Riley had quickly learned and memorized hundreds of plants' different needs. Call him a nerd (that would be an accurate statement) but he loved gardening. Did he love it more than cycling? Maybe not, but it was still a ton of fun.

                                      When he was finally done watering the plants inside, he moved to the balcony, which had, by far, the largest concentration of plants out of everywhere else in the dorm. They were attached to the railing, they hung from the roof, they lined the edges of the ground, they were everywhere. If you looked at the balcony from a distance, the difference between their dorm/apartment/thing and the one beside them was as jarring as it was humorous. Blank, blank, blank, flowers and colors everywhere holy s**t.

                                      When he finally finished tending to every plant, he dropped the watering can on the ground, and leaned up against the balcony's railing. He looked out over the campus, and sighed, enjoying the mix of fresh air, and the aroma of the flowers surrounding him. His cycling spandex was not exactly comfortable (he had always found it irritating to wear, even after all these years) but the chances of him going out cycling again were high, so there wasn't much point in changing out it.

                                      Until he got another call from his dad, yelling at him to take things more seriously, he had the day to himself. He had all this spare time...But what to do with it? Sleep? That was always fun. Watch TV? He could always ride down to the store and pick up new seeds. Not that this place needed anymore plants.
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                                                      He wasn't much of a complainer. Well, actually, he doesn't complain about anything at all. To prove it, just this morning he was on the phone with his parents and they were yanking on and on about him moving to a new University. They wanted him to enter some other Ivy league university in their city. They didn't like the idea of Feliks moving into a different city just to study university. It was their third phone call today and he wasn't at all enthusiastic to answer another one. He wasn't going to move. He enjoyed his first year in Lexington and that will stay that way. He loved the friends he collected and he loved the people he was with.

                                                      Feliks walked dejectedly back inside his dorm after another tiring call from his two fathers. He just got back from doing a few laps at the Olympic pool. The blue-haired teen was very pleased that he got to meet a few other students who were just as enthusiastic with swimming as he was. Deciding to put behind him the call, he went inside the dorm and took a shower. He loved long showers. He loved spoiling his hair. Soon as he stepped out, he blow dried his hair and tied it in a loose ponytail. He took a look around the apartment as soon as he got dressed. "What a quaint little place" he muttered to himself, adoring the color palette of their room. It reminded him of a dahlia, a beautiful dahlia. He shares this wonderful, luxurious little abode with three other boys. Two of them he knew from last year, the other one, is a new student. Supposedly the son of the University's director/owner. He's the one who decorated the whole dorm with plants and flowers. Not like that bothered him or anything, but he couldn't really appreciate the pollen making him sneeze every morning. Honestly, he's just confused with it all, but he just runs by everyone. And he should really get along with everyone, they will be bunking with him for a whole year of course.

                                                      Thinking that he could pretty up the room, he took a rainbow flag he got from his fathers. It was his favorite one since his initials was embroidered at the corner left of the flag. He wondered if his roommates wouldn't mind the thing plastered on their living room walls. He would sure to embroider their names on the flag as well. He smiled at the little thought. "I wish we could all be close" he whispered to himself with a whimsical smile. He got to plastering the flag on the wall and as soon as he finished he stepped back to see his beautiful handy work. He smiled to himself and promptly made coffee.

                                                      He took a seat at the couch and grabbed the latest tabloid he got from the local lgbt quarters. Just as he was feeling to drift to sleep on the couch, he felt a loud bang, followed by a loud voice announcing his return, it was his first year roommate. He knew him enough to know the greeting wasn't exactly for him "Riley, sweetie, I know your enthusiastic to see you babies but please, settle down, our roommate wouldn't appreciate you slamming around doors, not greeting us but your plants"

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tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab just tell me that you love me, would you?
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tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab just tell me that you love me, would you?

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                                          It was random days like these on campus that Yamada truly appreciated the most. They called for times of relaxation and just doing whatever the hell you wanted to do. There were also the more chaotic days with various tournaments going on or some type of rigorous training, but the lethargic young man tried to avoid being anywhere in sight on those days. Matter of fact, Yamada found that he tried to stay out of sight most of the time. He was used to hiding away somewhere alone, which was actually what he was doing right now. No, it wasn't like some sad story where he hid away between the dumpsters to avoid all the mean bullies. He hid away for his own pleasure. That may not have been worded correctly. Well, to clear things up, whenever he went away somewhere on his own, he most likely had some handheld device with him, headphones, and some mangas stuffed away in his bag. His alone time meant his time to completely let all his emotions loose when things got intense in his dramas.

                                          See, Yamada's always been rather silly when it came to stuff like that. He was a complete otaku, although there were really only a select few who knew about that side of him and even their information was limited. If anything, his friends on campus knew about his infatuation with video games. But romantic comedy or drama anime and mangas? Like hell he'd ever tell anyone that he secretly went to random secluded areas only ax murderers would think of and only let a box of tissues accompany him. He couldn't help it if he loved stuff like that! The drama, the angst, the sweet, beautiful, and often steamy loving -- it all got to him!

                                          But not exactly in positive ways...

                                          You see, thanks to those very dramas, Yamada had a tendency of thinking of his own life as a manga. A manga in which he was the (possibly) tragic protagonist who would either get the girl in the end, get the girl with some terrible consequence, or just plain die. He prayed all the time it wasn't the latter. But actually, scratch that former statement. He'd never end up happy if he did get some girl. Why was that? He was the (possibly) tragic protagonist of a beautifully written and fantastically drawn yaoi manga! While girls could be absolutely stunning, boys were another thing entirely. They just had things girls didn't have and he didn't just mean physically. Boys were an intriguing specimen in Yamada's eyes and he was completely infatuated with them. Especially the little cutesy ones with unique personalities making them stand out from the rest. Almost more than anything he wanted a little boyfriend to call his own. He was a college man and he's still never had a boyfriend! It was probably because of his desperation to find love, but it wasn't like he knew that.

                                          Right now he was finishing up an episode of one of his yaoi dramas while sitting between some huge trees on one of the older fields no one ever used anymore. Yamada's always been a rather lazy guy, but he was willing to walk all the way from his dorm room to the other side of campus and across the field to the back just to find a private area to watch a bit. He had his headphones on his ears and the volume all the way up since he was fairly confident no one would ever find him there. Since he could guarantee his privacy, he didn't mind making odd noises while watching. And by odd noises he meant little squeals or gasps when the couple did something cute, a soft moan here or there when they did something sexy, or even a sob when the moment of the drama called for it. He was a trainwreck of emotions that most people tried to avoid if they could.

                                          Unfortunately for him, the part of his anime right now was a tragic moment. He definitely did not expect the protagonist to break things off with his lover to 'help them both out' or whatever the hell he said. "Ugh, what the hell!" Yamada exclaimed with a slight sob. "What's the point of having a lover if you won't rely on him in hard times?! You're supposed to support each other and be there for each other! Don't try and play some hero, stupid Toronosuke-kun!" Clearly he was very distraught over the splitting of this pair. He pulled the glasses he hardly ever wore in public off his face to dab at his eyes a bit.

                                          With slight hesitation, Yamada peered around one side of the tree. Good, no one was there or secretly recording the pathetic sight of him. It wouldn't have been the first time he was caught. And the only reason he was able to get the guy off his back was through completing a terrible and embarrassing bribe. Once the end credits started to roll onto the screen, Yamada took a deep breath and fanned himself a bit with his hand. Leaning his head back against the tree, he sang along with the rather depressing song about lovers being separated. Maybe he should have seen the ending coming, considering he's heard the song so many times and it practically gave it away.


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secretive side! feel free to completely give him a heart attack, anyone! <3

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GRANTED I might be a little bit LAZY
But you`ve gotta trust me I`m finding the balance
between the hearts of fire and loss of desire

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The fields were the only place Minami ever wanted to be. The open sky with the grass that stretched out to cover miles away was beautiful and he appreciated every second of the air he was breathing. Minami was all suited up, head to toe in a cute helmet, a coat embroidered with school colors, and riding boots to go along with his attire. Saddling up, Minami patted Ellie's head and brushed her mane down. Ellie was his horse, he named it after an old friend. It reminded him to stay motivated and try to stray from the loss of desire. He swung a leg over Ellie's back and leaned in over her head. "Ready?" He whispered in a scratchy voice. Almost like she knew exactly what Minami was saying, Ellie began clicking her hoofs. Today was a beautiful day and Minami loved beautiful things.

The wind pushed through his hair as he rode freely through the fields and even in the outskirts of forests surrounding the campus. It was like the forest he never explored in his childhood, but he had the freedom now. He had the spirit now. After a good run, Minami gently hit Ellie's head, causing her to stop. She didn't like that much, but it made her stop so that was a plus. Slowing down and enjoying the day, the two trotted along the sunny-glazed grass. "This competition won't know what's coming for them, will they Ellie?" He questioned the horse, obviously thinking she would answer, but obviously knowing she couldn't. He laughed slightly at himself, feeling the horse skip in her steps. Ellie was beautiful and Minami absolutely loved beautiful things.

Suddenly, Ellie came to a halt. Before looking at why she stopped, Minami looked down at Ellie and asked what she was doing, again thinking she'd answer. He looked up and saw it. He saw him. The one that was beautiful all the time, rain or shine. The one that he was a little in love with. The one with charm, good looks, grace, everything. Putting a dorky smile on his face, he pressed his lips together in a mischievous thought. Quietly patting on Ellie's side, he motioned her to walk forward. The sun was shining through the trees and casting the shadow of the one he loved right onto his face like a vintage projector. Except the white noise and pops in the projector was replaced with Minami's heart pounding and his mind running about.

"What'cha watchin'?"
Minami asked in his slightly ticklish voice. Yamada. He was his roommate for the third year in a row now and each year Minami had fallen harder for him. He smiled from up on the horse, half shadow faced and half shining. He hopped down from Ellie and got on more of a mutual level with Yamada. "What are you doing all the way out here? Practicing singing?" He said with a small grin. "You sound beautiful, if my opinion matters at all." He added in, trying to embarrass Yamada deep inside. It was cute when he got flustered and it was something Minami didn't get to see often. "You knoooow, you don't have to come all the way out here to watch that kind of show. By that kind I mean, uh, er, drama type show. No one is in the dorm last time I checked." Minami offered, knowing Yamada probably came out here for privacy. "It must be a lot of work on you to come all the way out here, isn't it?" Minami questioned with a worried look on his face. He was always looking nervous or worried or just flat spaced out. When it came to Yamada, he usually had the worried look painted on his face, arched eyebrows and a slightly opened mouth. He was desperate, but not just for anyone. Only for the one beautiful thing that out-shined the outdoors, the indoors, the everything.


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Who am I with ✂:Yamada
Where am I ✂:Deep in the fields
You make me ✂:Joyed//Anxious
OOCl ✂:yey! done!
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