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not a new acc & not new to rp.
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hey tl, drop un and i'll guess what role or position you'll get when you debut in an idol group.
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you guys still up? drop nn then ill give my honest thought about you.
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drop nn for what i'd steal from your account with or without context. 🤠
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As the final ball found its pocket, Sora's reign over the table was unquestioned. He elegantly set down the cue and exchanged a knowing glance with his defeated opponents. A sly smirk plastered on his face.
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As the game unfolded, Sora effortlessly sunk balls into the pockets, making the impossible look like a total walk in the park. His shots were smooth, like butter sliding down a hot pan, a result of his endless playing of billiards as a past time.
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Cue in hand, he sized up the tableau before him, his eyes fixed on the intricate geometry of balls. With a measured backswing, Sora unleashed his shot, the cue ball gliding across the table like a comet.
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In a dimly lit billiards hall, a man stood at the edge of the pool table, his eyes full of determination and a hint of mischief. With a stylish cue in hand, he commanded attention with his effortless cool.
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The known architect surveyed the table, analyzing the angles and envisioning the path of each shot with razor-sharp precision. He calculated the ideal placement, employing the subtlest of spins. Manipulating the billiard balls as if they were extensions of his very will.
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He cockily leaned against the felt, his gaze fixed on the colorful balls like a boss. The smooth green felt, like a canvas awaiting his artistry, reflected his quiet confidence.
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It struck the racked cluster with surgical precision, the resounding crack echoing through the room, a clang resounded around the noiseless cubicle. The balls exploded in a kaleidoscope of colors, each finding its own trajectory through the chaos.
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@ysldrifter
bet, someone im very comfortable with, i feel like we could talk for hours without getting bored, walang awkwardness or dead air whenever we converse with each other
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As the checkered flag drops, he claims triumph, not just as a racer, but as a testament to unyielding passion and a road less traveled.
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The night was still young, the moon casting a comforting glow over the dusty night sky. Sora bid farewell to his beloved cats with a scratch on their chin. As Sora mounted his Honda CMX500, he adjusted his gloves, feeling the supple leather conforming to his fingers.
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@alphilouran
first interaction was sa gdm, if my memory serves me right. you give off this responsible and someone you can rely on vibes, like an older brother.
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@NAIINlS
vv approachable, someone i‘d be comfortable to converse with since you radiate this positive vibes
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@1O_______O
jjw fcs are automatically cool for me, maangas ‘to, carrd is cool asf. you portray your fc so well
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Beneath the star-studded canopy of the night sky, the city streets lay quiet, cloaked in a serene calm. A young lad emerges, with an air of casual confidence, he picked up a skateboard he had borrowed, his excitement palpable.
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With a nonchalant grin, he kicked the board's tail, sending a burst of gravel scattering as he prepared to make his first move. As he pushed off, the night air wrapped around him like a silken ribbon.
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Even though he just wanted to let go of the handlebars and just feel the wind collide with his body, each turn of the handlebars was a deliberate movement—Sora leaned into each curve, his body becoming one with the motorcycle.
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With a flick of his wrist, he ignited the engine, relishing in the low rumble that never fails to make him shiver as it reverberated through his body. The scent of gasoline mingled with the evening air, invigorating his senses as he prepared to stroll the bustling city streets.
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The street noise surrounded him—the blare of horns, the hum of engines, the chatter of pedestrians—all blending together in a symphony of city life. Yet amidst the chaos, Sora found it comforting; it's what he's grown to, and he's damn glad it was.
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With a subtle shift of his weight, he guided the motorcycle into a gap between two cars, making eye contact with the driver in one of the cars. He winked at the guy, smirking once he saw how flustered they got.
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Clad in a tailored leather jacket that spoke of urban chic and a plain white tee that exuded effortless style, Sora's presence was magnetic. His hair, raven-dark and slightly tousled, seemed to catch the moonlight and carry it in shimmering strands.
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"I‘m sorry but urgent? We've been planning this meeting for weeks. Do you have any idea how much time and effort I've invested in preparing for today?" he exclaimed, smiling as to not let them feel the venom of his words.
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As he rolled the throttle, the motorcycle responded with a smooth surge of power, propelling him forward with controlled precision. The city lights looked a lot like fireflies with how fast he was driving, passing by with no care towards the world.
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