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{{ Logs ...ealAmericans eat people pies. (CW: Profanity, hashtags, people being wrong on the Internet.)

{{ Logs ..., Gabriel, and a teenaged girl, Lucia. Lucia is currently asleep, her head on Gabriel's shoulder. After a few minutes of silence, Gabriel finally speaks

{{ Logs ...en girl in the armchair, a slight grinding noise emanating from the scales on her forehead as she frowns. “I was sitting there,” she says eventually.

{{ Logs ...-> Peter): A TEXT MESSAGE arrives for Peter, some time during sixth period on Friday: Holy shit what in the flying fuck, dude, that was a carp ton of fis

{{ Logs | summary = "Like I'm a freak out here, I get it, but why do I have to be a freak in my /mind/ too?"

{{ Logs | summary = Texts, following Hive's [[Logs:Meeting in the Park|run in]] with Dan and Alexandrine.

{{ Logs ...Murphy): 'A text arrives. Jim's number: So do you even program names into your phone.'

{{ Logs *(Peter --> Shane): dont freak out everythings cool

{{ Logs (Peter ---> Ivan): picture of a knife on his chest

{{ Logs | summary = "A freak's a freak." (CW: Violence)

{{ Logs ''Fuck, Danny, keep it together. You cannot lose your shit now.'' His mental tone was hard, and cut through the burgeoning flash

{{ Logs ...sical training, broken into sections by different equipment and thick mats on the floor. The late hour finds the place mostly empty, save for a duo occup

{{ Logs | summary = "Hiding your freak just to get people to love you. Think we don't see right through you now?"

{{ Logs ...Great Hall is relatively empty. Some students still remain seated, working on homework or just chatting with their peers in plush chairs. In the corner s

{{ Logs ...ring a pair of pajamas and no highlights, she hums slowly, still trying to get over her sudden physical changes.

{{ Logs ...y, green, given his mutter of "freak" as he passes by; Victor scrambles to get out of the way, a few cans of premade foods -- soup, beef stew, spaghetti-o

{{ Logs ...k is undeterred though. In jeans, sneakers, and a plain black hoodie, he's on his way into the stables in search of his roommate. Sure he could text him

{{ Logs ...ate room and wail away to your heart's content. There is even a VIP lounge on the top floor.

{{ Logs ...pectedly falling back into a group of unsuspecting hipsters. She continues on her way, ignoring all protests as she lines up at the ratty little coffee t

{{ Logs ...the screen. He stops in front of the bank of mailboxes, tapping his finger on the side of his phone as he contemplates whatever he then begins typing rap