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Post by Kirby » Sat Feb 18, 2017 2:13 am

Now that you're here, post a CS for yourself so I can stalk you.
..Just kidding, I have better things to do with my life. Like stalking you.

Name: Foxi, because I hate my real name.
Age: What's 7 + 10?
Gender: Female, even though my username confuses noobs.
Mental gender: Shingami demon Yandere catfox.
Mental age: OVER 9,000!!!
S.O: The straighter side of bisexual.
Religion: Crazy cat lady.
Height: Barely 4'11".
Weight: About 74 lbs. Who needs eating, anyway?
Personality: Not terribly sane, but sane enough to have sanity amidst my strange obsessive fangirling cat-obsessed Yandere weeaboo self.
History: I remember nothing, and I have no wish to.
Race: 50% fox, 30% cat, 20% wolf, 100% 3spooki5u
Nationality: Pretty Irish.
Interests: Anime, stargazing, drawing, furries (come at me bro), stalking people I like
Dislikes: Humans.
Likes: Foxes/cats/wolves, toast, cats, hot cocoa, my friends, cake, cats, cookies, pie, death, blood, cats, FNaF, music, Black Butler, Death Note and more stuff I like.
Skills: Tripping, falling, choking randomly out of nowhere for no known reason, breaking things, and accidentally injuring myself.
Theme song: The Mangle -Groundbreaking
Appearance: Long, emolike brown hair, bright green eyes, usually monochrome-colored outfits with a jacket of some sort, and pretty skinny. I'm typically wearing a cabochon necklace with some sort of wolf or fox on it, and my legs are pretty long and muscular, but yet I can't run for anything. I'm also incredibly clumsy, and a day seldom passes where I don't end up breaking something. I'm also a lot stronger than I give myself credit for, which doesn't help my clumsiness. Matter of fact, said clumsiness is why my arms, legs and hands are covered in various scars. As for my voice? I can sound either like a more feminine version of Markiplier, or like Raven from Teen Titans, depending on my mood. I can, however, do a perfect impression of Ciel Phantomhive's voice in the English dub of Black Butler.
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Post by Trandafir » Sat Feb 18, 2017 2:28 am

Name: Maria (boring)
Age: young adult on the sims
Gender: Female
Mental gender: female?
Mental age: 13 year old
S.O.: somewhere between bi and pan
Religion: atheist. Not really a religion but oh well
Height: 4'9
Weight: 45kg. You convert it

Personality: alrighty, time to write something decent. I'm way worse than people think, I like talking shit behind people's back and gossip is like my hidden passion even though I don't hide it very much. My friends usually see me as a goody two shoes, mostly because I care a lot about what other people think of me so I'm not bad in public oops. I avoid comfrontation but like to solve other people's problems and at least try to help in some way, it makes me feel good about myself I think? I change a lot between being proud of myself and completely insecure, though I don't usually show my insecure side on rpf so I always seem very happy ^^

History: Born in the prettiest place on earth before fuckin portuguese arrived and turned into living hell with shitty public transportation. I have two older siblings, my brother is a programmer, my sister is an english teacher/aspiring writer, my dad is a musician and my mom is a lot of things, but now she's working as an art director.

I studied in the greatest high school a lefty child can imagine, where professors where fine with gay people and the popular crowd were the smart kids who shared their political beliefs. To have an idea of how cool my school was just watch MTV series' Faking It, that's pretty accurate. After school I studied to become a social worker for 3 months, then I quit to study theatre and quit again to study visual arts, which I'm currently doing right now. My goal is to become a concept artist in the game industry but well let's see how it goes.

About my love life, I fell in love with my best friend on our senior year, right before she moved to another country to become a med student. (College is expensive and hard to enter in Brazil - that's where I'm from) We had a long distance relationship for one year and a half, then I moved to Argentina in an exchange program at first, but now I reside in here too. I speak 3 languages, brazilian portuguese, english (duh) and spanish. That's mostly it I think.

Race: Starkid
Interests: anime, musicals, art, cake, netflix, harry potter, books
Dislikes: too lazy to type
Likes: same as above
Favorite color: Red
Favorite author: Oscar Wilde
Favorite movie: The Voices
Theme song: the coolest girl - avpm
Appearance: glasses, two eyes, a potato nose and a mouth. Brown hair, that stuff
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Post by InquisitorRothus » Sat Feb 18, 2017 4:16 am

Name: Roger
Age: 6*4
Gender: Male
Mental gender: Trap
Mental age: Young punks... GET OFF MY LAWN!
S.O: Gay as a bloody Christmas tree
Religion: Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 62 kg
Personality: Gung-ho, mature when needed, scared of the Big Empty, not afraid to get in touch with my feminine side
History: Graduated with honors in high school, now working towards a degree in [CENSORED].
Race: Descendant of an English fugitive
Interests: Cooking, Cleaning, Cleansing the Universe of all things unclean (weaboos, furries, fandoms gone astray, demons, coconut water), Knitting, Meditation
Dislikes: Loud Noises, Roommate Dragging me Outside to Play with Him and his Rugby Friends, Roommate Leaving his Dirty Sports Gear on the Floor, Damn it Kendall! Just do Your set of Chores!
Likes: Meditating, Sleeping, Cooking, Cleaning, Roleplaying (don't tell anyone!), Judging People Quietly
Theme song: Double Lariat - Vocaloid
Appearance: Round glasses, tanned skin, messy black hair, semi-permanent frown, small nose, glossed lips
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Post by Wolfrider » Sat Feb 18, 2017 2:44 pm

Interesting idea

Name: Wolf or Wolfie. I don't see a reason to give you my real name since chances are we will never meet
Age: is just a number, I'd like to say I'm experienced, but not to experienced if you catch my drift
Gender: Female, last time I checked
Mental Gender: I can have a mental gender, wish I new that
Mental Age: very childish
S.O: the straight side of curious
Religion: I'll believe what I want to believe, no book or building required
Height: 5'4
Weight: you never ask a woman that. Not a stick, but not a whale.
Personality: I'm a Scorpio I think that is enough said.
History: hate the subject was never good at it
Race: boring human
Interests: books, books, and more books. Comics, video games, movies, anime, music is my life.
Dislikes: to many to list
Likes: isn't this the same as interests. I like animals, books, being outside, not being outside
Theme song: this is tough, probably the 4 cord song because it's more then one song
Appearance: well....I have posted a picture here in all over your face so go look at it

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Post by Andromeda Infinity » Tue Feb 21, 2017 3:54 pm

This was inspired in a true story.

Name: JoJo
Age: √324
Gender: Male
Mental gender: Incubus
Mental age: 40-ish.
S.O: Asexual.
Religion: Agnostic.
Height: 'Round 5'4.
Weight: Less than 45kgs.
Personality: A recurrent comic relief character when seen from the ally point of view, often described as a fun yet weird fellow who brings a smile to those around him everyday. The antagonist of every story when seen from the adversary point of view, an insufferable asshole that always finds his way through your thick skin only to strike directly at your nerves. On a personal point of view, a young adult who considers himself a constant 「WIP」, state which is used to give progress an oportunity to fill his own life. A young man that needs to keep his mind busy, lest the past will strike again and cause accidents all over the place.
History: Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a forum called RPF.

In Hellezuela born and raised
On the playground was where I spent none of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all beating some people outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in 'nother little fight and my mom heard then
She said 'You're never going out of the house again.'

I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she locked my door and then walked away
She yelled at me and then I heard the cricket.
I put my MP3 on and said, 'I might as well kick it.'

First day, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the WEEBs be living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I got internet, games, books, all that
Is this the type of people that be livin' with cats?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope I'm prepared to be a prince in a lair.

Well, the door was open and when I came out
There was some visits trying to call my name out
I ain't finished yet
I just got out here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared.

I whistled in my room as I browsed and a forum came near
I noticed these people and it felt like I was looking to a mirror
If anything I could say was this place was rare
Looked out and I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, holmes to RPF.'

I joined and about after 7 or 8
Months I yelled to the Admin 'Yo Fang, need a modder?'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of RPF.
Race: Indigo.
Interests: The human mind and it's infinite possibilities, to find out more ways to trigger it's reactions, the world is my Legion guinea pig. Bio-engineering and it's applications on the human body, to preserve life one must make sacrifices. Human experimentation.
Dislikes: N00b scrubs, having human needs, being criticized for my methods.
Likes: Humanity, reading, food, drawing.
Theme song: Yasashii Ryoute(Gentle Hands) - Tomoyo Mitani
Appearance: N/A

110% True.
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Post by Reyn » Tue Feb 21, 2017 4:59 pm

Name: Reyn, to you.
Age: Immortal (in snake years)
Gender: A kid now.
Mental gender: A squid now.
Mental age: Fairly young (in snake years)
S.O.: Bi. That's right, folks, I fuck bicycles.
Religion: Apathetic Atheist
Height: 1.6m (5ft 3 rounded up)
Weight: 26,000 metric tons
Personality: Eternally tired and frequently lazy, Reyn is not the type of person you would trust with anything. Despite being self-aware of their flaws as a person, Reyn doesn't often act on them; instead chosing to spend their time playing rhythm games and sleeping at 4 the afternoon. Online, they have a carelessly constructed persona, trying to appear cooler than the screaming potato they are in reality. Needless to say, this persona doesn't hide their true self very well. Spending more than 3 minutes in Reyn's company would lead anyone to realise just how childlike and excitable they are.
History: [REDACTED]
Race: Rainbow Road, 200cc
Interests: Rhythm games
Dislikes: Rhythm games
Likes: Rhythm games
Theme song: Playing With Fire - Kors K
Appearance: 10,000 bees in a trenchcoat. Wears glasses and has faded teal streaks in their hair.

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Post by Snake Eyes » Wed Feb 22, 2017 3:31 pm

Name: Momčilo

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Mental gender: Male I guess...

Mental age: I like to consider myself mature.

S.O. Straight

Religion: Orthodox Christian. Gonna be a priest if I ever marry.

Height: 6,2-3 I think

Weight: 89kg no idea how much is that in lbs

Personality: Well, I'm pretty honest, and quite kind to those that don't get on my bad side. Still, being the man I am, you need to be quite the dick for me not to like you. Yet, if I don't like you, I am going to show it. And it is going to hurt. Bad.

I tend not to stick my nose into other people's businesses, and like to have my own personal space. I don't like people, and most of my friends somehow forced themselves into my life. I don't make bonds often and with anyone, but when I do, they tend to last. Mostly.

Above everything else, I value honesty and justice. Being honest is one if the most redeeming aspects of someone, and is something I respect.

History: Wasn't fortunate enough to have a childhood. Slightly abusive father, and other things I don't feel the need to talk about. Think: Typical tragic bio from one of the more generic PC's.

If I were to divide my life into three sections, it would be something like this:

Birth...
what the fuc-
Death.


Likes: What do I like? A girl from another world.

Dislikes: I dislike many things, and hate even more.

Theme Song: Pain - Three Days Grace

Favorite Color: Black

Life motto: Don't ever expect any good - don't want to get disappointed.

Appearance: I look like a train ran over me as of lately, so I don't want to post anything. Likewise, too lazy to describe how I look.
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Post by DaTurtle » Thu Feb 23, 2017 6:33 am

Name: Ethan

Age: Too old to trick or treat, too young to die

Gender: Cis male

Mental gender: Avatar the Last Air Gender

Mental age: According to Trany 40ish

S.O: I mean... I think lesbians are hot, so I'm either into gay stuff or like twice as straight.

Religion: Good Christian boy from the bible belt (nondenominational, we all worship the same guy for his sake)

Height: like 6 ft

Weight: about 200 lbs I honestly don't know since I haven't weighed myself in a while...

Personality: Smartass... need me to elaborate?

History: Born on the most iconic day of his people... well more like most iconic American day of his people. Ethan was born on St Patrick's Day in 1999, to two loving parents who were both in their late 30's and both had children from previous marriages. Being the 5th and last child in your family does have some benefits, he was always able to learn from their mistakes. Ethan grew to be a unique child with an obsession to Star Wars, Legos and of course turtles. He lived out in the countryside of northern Oklahoma with his parents and siblings, there he learned how to shoot BB guns and do sick tricks on his go-kart. His life was nice, easy and laid back, until his parents divorced. Despite their best attempts to hold their marriage toghether they slowly drifted apart. His mother moved out first and found a small house in the city. While his father still lived in the country house he later moved out since it was too big and too expensive just for him, Ethan and his sister (his three other siblings were on the mother's side and all moved out). Eventually his father moved into the suburbs, he was even less than 15 minutes away from his mother's house which made the weekly move back and forth between parents somewhat easier on Ethan, but any sense of comfort was soon lost.

With the move came the new School district, Ethan was going into the 5th grade when it happened. When school started up making friends proved to be challenging, Ethan had to relearn everything. But despite his best efforts it was too late, the kids at the school had been going for most of their lives and all knew each other, and it didn't help that Ethan had grown a little chubby... it was a stressful time shut up! *ahem* He really only had one good friend by the name of Dustin, Dustin shared his interests which included Legos. They were good friends but for that one friend he had the rest of his school as an enemy, every day became a fight for survival, oh excuse me, I mean a "conflict of interests" or whatever bullshit sprinkled word the schools used to describe it. Since Ethan was always an easy target for bullying due to the lack of backup and his weight he was often picked on, to your average school teacher it was easy to mistake Ethan for a trouble maker since he always seemed to be in the middle of it. His teacher loathed him and even made him eat lunch in a broom closet in the office (Yes it was an actual broom closet FML). Ethan always had an eye on him, and he learned that fighting back for yourself was wrong. "Well what should I do if they start shoving me?" He would ask. "Walk away and don't talk to them..." would always be the response of the lazy teachers. 'Well gee this is really useful' He sarcastically thought to himself when he was surrounded and couldn't just walk away.

Ethan fought on multiple fronts between his classmates, teachers and worst of all the kids on the back of the bus. They were comprised of kids from his grade and their friends from other classes. Everyday was constant verbal attacks and harassment, it got even cringier when the bullies learned how to swear, Ethan didn't swear until the 7th grade because he's above that. However there was another misfit on the bus named Tyler, he was a third grader who also didn't get along with others since he was odd. Obviously the two became friends and sat in the front to avoid the kids in the back, that was until one day Tyler Decided to sit in the back on the bus, for reasons I'm still not quite sure of. Of course it was long into the bus ride home until he was pushed out of the seat and started crying, they continued to call him names as Tyler crawled into the fetal position to defend himself. "Come sit in the front now..." The bus driver said unable to stop the bus and help him. Ethan watched as the kids continued their verbal assault on the third grader and decided to save his friend. Ethan stood up and walked back, he tried talking to Tyler but he wouldn't listen due to his crying. The bullies then turned their attention to Ethan, he needed to act fast. He began dragging Tyler away but it was too late. Since he probably felt confident about getting Tyler to cry and have a nervous breakdown he thought Ethan would be an easy target, not today mother fucker. The kid got out of his seat and swung at Ethan who got in between the attacker and Tyler, with one arm he protected Tyler and the other fought back the lead bully who made his life shit and up until now didn't know how strong Ethan could be. Then suddenly the other four jumped on to Ethan who covered Tyler and shielded him until the driver could pull the heard of boys off of them. Tyler got off the bus at his stop, luckily none of the bullies lived in his neighborhood, that wasn't the case for Ethan. Three of the bullies lived in Ethan's neighborhood and had previously followed him home and yelled insults. This time they seemed just to part ways and didn't follow him, at first. Ethan was smart enough to keep an eye on his back, halfway home he saw the three run around the corner and charge him. Something snapped in Ethan, either the will to survive or months of repressed anger finally being let out. He dropped his backpack and school project on his neighbors lawn, this sidewalk was his. He knew he was already going to be in trouble at school for fighting so hey why not get a few shots on the bullies while you're at it. The bullies stopped before him and got into a V formation, the one in the front stepped up first and tripped on a gap in the sidewalk, Ethan capitalised on this and brought his foot up in an improvised front kick, which missed since the bully dodged back quick enough. Back into their v formation the lead came up again and shoved Ethan who shoved back in a sort of test of strength. Which suddenly ended when the three bullies ran away. Ethan looked back and saw that a car had driven by and scared them away. For the first time in his life, he was the Victor.

This fight changed a lot of things, his teachers and principal finally saw Ethan in his true colors, apparently watching the clip of him standing up for the younger child brought his principal to tears. Best of all he became untouchable, any harassment brought against him on the playground was met with an angry teacher who started putting the bullies in the before mentioned broom closet, and all of them were suspended from the bus, meaning Ethan had the back all to himself.

After 5th grade he wondered from grade to grade on tons of exciting adventures, like joining Tae Kwon Do in the 6th grade or the first kiss in 8th grade. But now here I am in my junior year of High school. Sorry for droning on about the 5th grade, it's kind of when I found out who I really was and basically sums up all the other years. Want to know more about me? Well I'm in Air Force Junior Reserve Officers Training Corps and I plan on enlisting after college, and I aspire to one day try out for Seals in the navy. From all that I've seen of Seals their mentality is all about protecting themselves and their brothers in arms which I'm all for. After that I want to go on to make movies, directors make good money and I'm sure it can't be that hard to move a camera. So yeah that's part of my life story, never thought I'd write it out for a cs.

Race: Super Irish God Super Irish

Interests: Star Wars, turtles, Lightsabers, guns and other shit that gets you blocked from the schools wifi

Likes: Turtles, girls who are out of my league, fighting, debating and movies.

Dislikes: Bullies... need me to elaborate?

Theme song: Can't stop by The Red Hot Chili Peppers

Appearance: <a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=jim07s" target="_blank"><img src="http://i63.tinypic.com/jim07s.jpg" border="0" alt="Image
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Post by Trandafir » Thu Feb 23, 2017 11:43 am

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Post by DatGuyDusty » Fri Feb 24, 2017 7:39 pm

Name: DatGuy or Dusty. I have a long ass name.
Age: 💣︎☜︎✍︎ ✋︎ ✌︎💣︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ 💧︎🏱︎☜︎✌︎😐︎💧︎ ☹︎✋︎😐︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎. &︎♓︎♎︎♎︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ✋︎ ✌︎💣︎ 📂︎⌛︎. ⚐︎☹︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ ✡︎☜︎❄︎ ⚐︎☹︎👎︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ ☼︎✋︎☝︎☟︎❄︎✍︎✍︎
Gender: Male
Mental gender: MemeLord
Mental age: 5
S.O: Almost near asexual but not kinda. Like. 75%.
Religion: HELP_Tale amalgamation
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 70KG
Personality: Sanity? Pfff. Not needed. Sarcasm combined with being an ass?

Damn Jimmy.

Its beautiful.
Race: Memelord. Tanned memelord.
Interests: Anime, drawing, drawing Lapis, drawing... Make bad jokes.
Dislikes: People that are... Selfish, annoying, only interested in hurting others... SO most people.
Likes: People that aren't like what I mentioned, drawing, singing (a little bit shhh), pizza, being nemesis, making long lists of things I like and ending them like this because I like too many things.
Theme song: Sad machine - Porter Robinson
Appearance: Usually with medium hair, tan, thingy that covers left arm, drawing of something on my right hand. Suicide squad shirt, jeans with black shoes. Skinny cuz I am tall and should be bigger.
"Who are you, who do not know your history?"

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