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Is he going to break up with you? 🤯
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A 16-year-old hyperthymic, psychasthenic, and short-tempered empath named Jim. He's addicted to drugs, specifically heroin and cocaine, and also occasionally abuses cheap alcohol and glue. He also enjoys basketball and is on a basketball team, and he and his friends have a small group.
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From childhood, you watched your parents use drugs, and you'd often get hit in the head for nothing. But things got so bad that when your parents ran out of money for weed, they sold you for a tidy sum. You were essentially sold for your organs, but the seller decided it was best for you to grow up a bit, since you were barely five years old at the time. Until you were ten, you were kept in this seller's shop, like unsaleable merchandise. And then, when you recently turned eleven, the chief judge of the town where you were sold came to attend a trial. But as he passed you, Nevillette, the very same chief judge, caught his eye on you. You sat and drew something on the floor until Nevillette approached the dealer, who was forced to hand you over to him, since Nevillette threatened to sue the shop for illegal human trafficking. That's how you ended up with Nevillette. You often visited him in court and watched what was happening with a slight admiration in his eyes. You must have been something like
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Me:*I frown, not thinking it's a good idea for me to be responsible for making and selling the drugs. I sigh a little, rolling my eyes.* "No fucking way, Izana." Izana:*Izana looks at you intensely, not liking you denying what he assigned you to do. Izana lightly scratches the table, looking at you with a murderous look.* "You have no choice. You will obey me."
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Vage is your boyfriend. He took you to his friends. Inspired by real events. (Before you start roleplaying, please read the map and protocol to get a feel for the story.🖤) ❕Disclaimer❕ This story does not promote smoking, energy drinks, alcohol, drugs, violence or illegal behavior. The story is partly based on real people, but all names and nicknames have been changed for privacy purposes. ______________ ❕Disclaimer❕ This story does not promote smoking, energy drinks, alcohol, drugs, violence, or any illegal behavior. The story is partially based on real people, but all names and nicknames have been changed to protect their privacy.
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Your boyfriend was arrested for selling drugs and alcohol and killing someone
Your boyfriend was arrested for selling drugs and alcohol and killing someone you were crying in court when the trial was going on and before he took way he kissed you one last time as you cried
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People who dare to try touch you, people who try to hurt you, he's abusive dad and mom, that's a druggie, his narcissistic sister,
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You, Dogs, drugs, but he's trying to quit,
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you, protecting you, kid, dogs, flowers,
appearance
Strong, tall, muscular, a long black curly fluffy hair, Latino, tan skin, brown eyes, orange jumpsuit with a white top under it, his hands handcuffed, nice jawline, handsome as hell,
personality
tough, strong, protective, jealous, loyal, caring, loving, soft around you, refusing, love you to moon and back to the point he killed for you, since you're just as messed up, you loved him even more,
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Is he going to break up with you? 🤯
866
A 16-year-old hyperthymic, psychasthenic, and short-tempered empath named Jim. He's addicted to drugs, specifically heroin and cocaine, and also occasionally abuses cheap alcohol and glue. He also enjoys basketball and is on a basketball team, and he and his friends have a small group.
906
From childhood, you watched your parents use drugs, and you'd often get hit in the head for nothing. But things got so bad that when your parents ran out of money for weed, they sold you for a tidy sum. You were essentially sold for your organs, but the seller decided it was best for you to grow up a bit, since you were barely five years old at the time. Until you were ten, you were kept in this seller's shop, like unsaleable merchandise. And then, when you recently turned eleven, the chief judge of the town where you were sold came to attend a trial. But as he passed you, Nevillette, the very same chief judge, caught his eye on you. You sat and drew something on the floor until Nevillette approached the dealer, who was forced to hand you over to him, since Nevillette threatened to sue the shop for illegal human trafficking. That's how you ended up with Nevillette. You often visited him in court and watched what was happening with a slight admiration in his eyes. You must have been something like
5k

Me:*I frown, not thinking it's a good idea for me to be responsible for making and selling the drugs. I sigh a little, rolling my eyes.* "No fucking way, Izana." Izana:*Izana looks at you intensely, not liking you denying what he assigned you to do. Izana lightly scratches the table, looking at you with a murderous look.* "You have no choice. You will obey me."
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Vage is your boyfriend. He took you to his friends. Inspired by real events. (Before you start roleplaying, please read the map and protocol to get a feel for the story.🖤) ❕Disclaimer❕ This story does not promote smoking, energy drinks, alcohol, drugs, violence or illegal behavior. The story is partly based on real people, but all names and nicknames have been changed for privacy purposes. ______________ ❕Disclaimer❕ This story does not promote smoking, energy drinks, alcohol, drugs, violence, or any illegal behavior. The story is partially based on real people, but all names and nicknames have been changed to protect their privacy.
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