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Suzette Kingston BioSuzette Kingston Bio by Sora-54
Name: Suzette (Suzy) Kingston
Hair Color: Mix of a dark purple/pink
Eye Color: Light purple
Weight: Unknown (She'll kill me of I say)
School: Senior at Oz Academy (Home of the Raging Wolves)
Likes: RPG/Fantasy/Action games, Reading, Taking pictures, Singing, Going on hikes, Making models of any kind, Cosplaying, Riding bikes, Watching old movies, Watching old kids movies, painting, sometimes cooking, Anime, Nail art, Sewing/Knitting.
Dislikes: Washing clothes, washing dishes, Washing windows, makeup (unless cosplaying), People who mess with her friends, winter, sometimes doing her hair, rap music, bullies (who wouldn't), most body tats, most body jewels, waking up too early, People picking on animals (I think everyone does), lending money, owing money, lairs.
Favorite Food: Spicy
Untitled Love Poem 7Someone of no importance died todayUntitled Love Poem 7 by InLoveAndSqualor
You didn't know them, you wouldn't care
But that person of little note, of little regard
They were everything to me
My everything died today and you
Just sat and watched and drowned in daytime TV.
Noms De GuerreNoms De Guerre - A MCR FanfictionNoms De Guerre by kimbk
War is hell. I never was a leader of anything.
Warnings: Liberal use of Italian, German, French etc, probably incorrect. Slash, angst, spoilers, coarse language, trigger warning, metafiction, major character deaths, depressing content, absurdism, and Frederick Nietzsche with Catch-22 references. Anti-war. First MCR-only fic so will probably suck. Party Poison POV. Set within the Dangerverse, 'Na Na Na' and 'SING' video inspired. Frerard-ish. Frikey-ish. Not strong enough hints though.
The unspoken Killjoy code of honor dictates that we never refer to ourselves as an army.
We're anti-BL/ind, a resistance, a collective group of freedom fighters. Calling ourselves soldiers of the revolution - every part of that phrase is wrong. We aren't soldiers, and it's too early to call this a revolution. I don't like thinking of ourselves as an army.
But sometimes I do - when I think of everything we do and everything we
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