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'See I don't mind been the bad guy' {Roleplay|Storyling} {FAKE} #ArrogantConceit

Mystic falls
Joined August 2011
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Flipped account. Damon Salvatore -seeking mains -descriptive! -DM is open for plotting. Face of #ArrogantConceit tse1.mm.bing.net/th?id=OGC.d…
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Be back online later tonight if anyone needs me DM and I'll get back to you. #OfflineForNow.
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[Lets both hands shift upright, pointing almost in your direction] Exactly, she knows!
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Just remember you all unfollowed me first, I've now returned the favour!
DMs are open if anyone wants to plot.
My Elena account.
Elena Gilbert. 'When you lose someone, it stays with you' -Roleplay -Storyline Part of #ArrogantConceit
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Back to a Damon, because I just love to confuse everyone. My Stefan is back on @ArrogantConceit if anyone wants to plot here or there, DMS are open.
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New Layout and before anyone mentions anything, the header is mine from an old account. Find me on @ArrogantConceit DMS are open if needed.
Switching this account. Damon will be moved across to my main @ArrogantConceit this is now my Stefan so if anyone wants to plot DMS are open.
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||Goes in search of @AltruisticMercy knowing full well she's missed me||
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Replying to @AltruisticMercy
@AltruisticMercy Short Starter: My hands gripped around the bourbon bottle, the 3rd bottle in the last 2 hours. I'd managed to persuade myself to leave without hesitation, the little voice in my head winning in this situation. With fingertips moulding around the bottle feet -
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-- cap back onto the bottle I brought it close to my best, nestling the bottle close and letting heavy lids close, my mind once again wondering away to something that would never be mine, her..
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-- causing a smile to climb onto my lips simply by thinking of her. My head ached, my heart ached knowing full well that I was the monster the one who never got the happy ending, instead I found nothing but emptiness in the world, nothing but a bottle as a friend. Placing the -
- anyone's agenda given the whole situation of my brother going Rippah and me somehow having to take on the role of good guy. Instead masking my pain in a bottle, Elena Gilbert had once again managed to crawl into my head, the small dimples at each cheek mirror in my mind --
- be losing this one man race. Instead letting my legs bow and find shelter in the nearest rotting bench. "To me" the louder then should words escaping parted lips, edging the bottle into the open air. "I don't need anyone anyway" knowing full well I was always the last one on -
- slowly edged forward, the slightly parted door leading its way into a dead Mystic Falls street, no-one but the odd drunk stumbling around. Eyes narrowed that little trying to work out what odd shape stood in my way, 2 steps forward seem to lead to 6 steps back, knowing I'd --
Fading for a little while. DMs are open. #RT for a starter.
I'm sure I have a Klaus laying around if you want to write. Rusty at the minute though.
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Made some changes to the account. Need a Damon themed header at some point I think.
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Writer has to make a move, lock down or not I can't lay in bed all day. DMs are open across accounts. #RT and I'll get a random starter out shortly. #BBL