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- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
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- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Historical, fantasy, magic, horror, supernatural, survival, vampires, demons, pirates, mutants, ghosts, romance (FxF, MxM, MxF) (Romance should be part of the plot and not the whole plot in itself), etc.
"I am a busy boy, there is four video games I haven't finished playing and hundred of movies I still haven't watched and tons of books I haven't read. There's no way I can fit in homework in my schedule." He told her and shook his head like if she had said something ridiculous or if his answer would have been so obvious. "But if you would teach me miss perfect student then maybe I would try doing my homework, I have a biology assignment on the human body. Maybe I can cut you up so I can have a closer look." He teased her. First he had intended to make it a sexual joke but changed it in the last moment since they were at a horror movie anyways. Better to keep to the theme.
Once again he noticed the smell from earlier. That old geezer had followed them, and he wasn't waiting outside. Blake looked around as discreet as he could to see if he could find that old bastard, but even though he felt his smell he couldn't see him. It wasn't because of the dark at the cinema, demons could see much better in the dark than in the light. The light actually gave most demons a headache, though some of them weren't bothered at all of the sun. That bastard was a better formshifter than most demons, he could be a fly on the wall or a random person watching the movie. There was no way Blake would find him just by looking around, he just had to hope that the old bastard wouldn't do anything for the time being.
Once again he noticed the smell from earlier. That old geezer had followed them, and he wasn't waiting outside. Blake looked around as discreet as he could to see if he could find that old bastard, but even though he felt his smell he couldn't see him. It wasn't because of the dark at the cinema, demons could see much better in the dark than in the light. The light actually gave most demons a headache, though some of them weren't bothered at all of the sun. That bastard was a better formshifter than most demons, he could be a fly on the wall or a random person watching the movie. There was no way Blake would find him just by looking around, he just had to hope that the old bastard wouldn't do anything for the time being.