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 Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2018 7:56 pm
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xxxx♩ ♢ Chester Nightingale ♢ ♩xxxx
xxxxThe Fun-sized DJ / Beatboxerxxxx
I shall make you the slave to my pounding beats...”
Residence: 1208 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Neon Lights DJ / Beatboxer
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The poor man was embarrassed as hell with Chester's remark. The DJ waved a hand, trying his best to clarify some stuff as well. "D-don't worry. I know you just want to make sure that the fighting has to be stopped in any way possible, and that your intentions are mostly on a platonic level," he spoke, hoping to get the message across. Tiffany was able to meet the two balls together as she resumed playing with them, though a small mewl escaped her lips, mainly due to enjoyment alongside her master being in a good conversation. "Anyway, care to tell me your name, mister? I'm Chester," he grinned, offering his hand for the other to possibly shake as a way to introduce each other.
₪± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± ₪Location: Soleil ParkStatus: SingleMood: mostly good, outspokenCompany: Tiffany, the young manMoney: $82.00 (Wallet); $1225.00 (Bank)OOC: Chester's T-shirt. Sorry if it's short. |
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2018 6:18 am
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xxxx♩ ♢ Chester Nightingale ♢ ♩xxxx
xxxxThe Fun-sized DJ / Beatboxerxxxx
I shall make you the slave to my pounding beats...”
Residence: 1208 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Neon Lights DJ / Beatboxer
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The compliment about the t-shirt induced a small laugh from Chester himself, "Thankfully, I bought that for a reasonable price. Nothing too fancy, plus it fits my style." After that, Tiffany let out another small mewl, meaning she wanted his attention. "Oh, Tiffany wants to have a walk with me. I'll be right back," he spoke to Izumi, before heading back to his spot to pick up the toys and stashing them back in his bag, retrieving a leash compatible to the cat's harness. He then clipped it on Tiffany and stood up, making sure that the cat felt comfortable before the strolling commenced.
Tiffany's tail continued to wag casually as Chester cooed her, and she purred in reply. It was a sign that she was feeling happy about the activity. The DJ knew that Izumi would be pleased at the sight, considering that he was chill about the cat and all that.
₪± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± ₪Location: Soleil ParkStatus: SingleMood: mostly good, outspokenCompany: Tiffany, IzumiMoney: $82.00 (Wallet); $1225.00 (Bank)OOC: Chester's T-shirt. Sorry if it's short. |
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2018 3:36 pm
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ꍟᐯ꒒ꀤꌗ ꍟ. ꌗꃅꀤꌃꂦꂦ꓄
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"Keep yourself cool when the storm is rough,
Company: Status: Single Wallet: $5500 Home: 1222 Pasadena Housing District Profile: Dossier Mood: Restful Outfit: Blue short sleeve hoodie, sleeveless olive buttondown shirt, gray dirty jeans, steel toe with shin length socks
because when you takes things slow, everything goes in your pace."
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The time spent by himself wasn't all to bothersome or disheartening as Elvis buries himself in a recent novel he acquired. Nothing much from the people around nor the crowd that passes by every so often, save for a raggedy looking individual who came across Elvis at his little picnic site. The withered man asked for a few simple change for kindness, though Elvis didn't have any to offer which seemed to sadden the poor man, yet he humbly bowed and thanked Elvis for his consideration; until he was stopped by him.
Instead of spare change or a little pocket money, Elvis had given the withered fellow a couple sandwiches and a slightly cool bottle of water, smiling vibrantly and lifting the old man's spirits, he thanked Elvis for the kind gesture and was shooed quite playfully by Elvis which earned an old man's chuckle as he left thanking Elvis once again. The young man simply tittered as he sees a slight spring in the man's step as he pushes his cart and goes on his way. A contented sigh escapes his breath as Elvis looks around the park one last time before packing his things and heads off.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2018 7:40 pm
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xxxx♩ ♢ Chester Nightingale ♢ ♩xxxx
xxxxThe Fun-sized DJ / Beatboxerxxxx
I shall make you the slave to my pounding beats...”
Residence: 1208 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Neon Lights DJ / Beatboxer
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The sauntering lasted for only five minutes, and Chester unfastened the leash off Tiffany's harness, leading the cat to just lie down on the grass. Noticing that Izumi was watching them closely, he grinned, "She's definitely a friendly cat, though she can get a bit antsy whenever she senses something wrong. There are a few times wherein she hisses whenever there are burglars coming around to steal something and I had to karate chop them out cold." Truly, he hated it, hence he made sure that his house was extra secure, more so at night because of his shifts at Neon Lights. "Oh, right, Izumi, do you have any pets in your house?" he asked, hands linked behind his own head as he connected the other's stare with a sideward glance.
Sure enough, Chester wouldn't be there for long at the park. He would have to prepare for his shift at Neon Lights tonight once he would arrive back home. But still, he wouldn't mind Izumi tagging along if the other would be okay with it.
₪± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± ₪Location: Soleil ParkStatus: SingleMood: mostly good, outspokenCompany: Tiffany, IzumiMoney: $82.00 (Wallet); $1225.00 (Bank)OOC: Chester's T-shirt. |
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2018 1:33 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2018 2:41 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2018 7:36 pm
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  「 ☞ LOCATION: Anywhere xx「 ☞ APPAREL: Hot Date
Millie scrolled her way through her phone, mindlessly trolling through her feeds and taking the odd quiz here and there. It was a lazy day after the big event yesterday. She would normally be working on a Friday night, everyone would, as the weekends were usually the busiest. Her coworkers may be, but she requested the day off just so she wouldn't have to work a Friday for once. She would be going back in tomorrow, but she just hadn't felt like working today. Of course, she wouldn't tell Bree that. The woman may have been a free spirit type, but she was still her boss. As Millie was mindlessly scrolling through her phone, she let her thoughts wander onto the woman she had met the night before when she came across a few different quizzes that pretended to find your true love; or things of that nature. True love? Did she even believe in that stuff? She had one boyfriend years ago that she had thought was 'the one', but not to him. He ended things because he wasn't getting enough; according to him. Tipping her head as she shrugged off the memory, she went back to wondering about the witch Esmee. She blushed a few times remembering her blundering attempt at flirting, while not flirting.
When she began to find the things on her phone boring, she put on her music and slid the phone into her back pocket to play for everyone to hear. She forgot her headphones, otherwise it would have been just for her. Man! It was hot out! Millie wiped her brow as she squinted her eyes to look up at the sky and gave a tired and heavy sigh. "Kitty~" she cooed as she looked back to what was in front of her. Quickly, but cautiously, she made her way up to the cat so as not to startle it. She absolutely adored cats! Owning two herself, she would have way more if it wouldn't have made her look like a crazy cat lady. Maybe she'd get a new kitten anyways. As she drew closer to the black cat, she inched her way up to it and hoped it was friendly. When she was still about a foot away from the cat, she dropped down to balance on the balls of her feet and stretched out her hand as she clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth.
「 ☞ OOC: 「 ☞ MONEY: $990.25 xxxx
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2018 8:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2018 4:12 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2018 11:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2018 9:44 pm
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