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Just call me Fahrenheit, mate. Names can wait until we're out of the fight.
[[Independent Roleplay account for a Call of Duty Modern Warfare series OC; Possibly NSFW due to violence and strong language. Faceclaim is Sam Worthington. I track the tag interhastasethostes.]]
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Of course! My mother raised me to be an honest and sincere man after all!
truthtruerthantruth replied to your post: You know what I hate? Pea…
You better take that back, boy.
Or what?
You know, you’re kinda cute when you’re demanding…
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truthtruerthantruth replied to your post: You know what I hate? Pea...
You better take that back, boy.
Or what?
You know, you're kinda cute when you're demanding...
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There is nothing wrong with me! It's just a silly candy, I mean come on, if I wanted peanut butter I'd eat it from a jar! Not waste money on some cheap knock off candy bar.
You know what I hate?
Peanut butter candy, it is the stupidest candy ever.
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But what I don't hate is a good old fashion chocolate candy bar!
So classic, so delicious, plus you can use it for a variety of things!
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You know what I hate?
Peanut butter candy, it is the stupidest candy ever.
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Nodding to Stingray and following his signal, he moved to the left flank. He could feel his blood rushing, his mind traveling through one hundred different scenarios. This is the way he usually felt right when a Rugby match he was playing in was about to start, or when he was in high school or college and about to take a test he didn't study for. Taking a deep breath, Fahrenheit kept himself focused as he moved up the left and listened as Dust spoke.
Pressing his comm, Fahrenheit spoke clearly into it in a quiet voice. "Is this the part where we start running?"
Fallen Angel [Closed RP]
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T-The actor who plays Finn in Glee is..
is...
DEAD?!
WHAT?!
NO!!!
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Do you like J-Pop?
Possibly.
Maybe.
Seventy five percent chance.
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Lidd'l red ridin' hood.
Sexual affairs on the base were something Fahrenheit only heard about it in tales told by the people who were involved in them, of course when they felt like telling the tale of their sexual adventures and such.
Honestly, Fahrenheit never considered himself to be one to take part in a sexual affair on base, he always preferred relaxing or just cleaning his equipment and at times watching movies and TV show DVDs on his mini DVD player, but, recently he found a note on his bunk from Prince asking him to meet her at her bunk in the barracks specifically at noon when everyone else was out and about.
Could this be it? Could this be the sexual adventure Fahrenheit’s always wondered about? Or just a meeting of two friends? Ah, well Fahrenheit really didn’t care which it was, he gets to hang out with Prince at least!
When the clock struck noon, Fahrenheit made his way to her bunk and stood by waiting, a few people passed by giving him an odd look, as an hour passed Fahrenheit sighed and noticed he was standing alone, perhaps Prince was hiding?
"Prince! Are you here mate or is this just some trick?!" Fahrenheit called out. As if on cue, Stiletto walked in, shirtless and his pants lowered to a very unnecessary part, the Frenchman gave Fahrenheit a sly look and a wiggle of his eyebrows. “AH! Ehm! I-I should go!" Fahrenheit said as he turned to leave, hearing the chuckling Stiletto say he could make his night more memorable than Prince could.
And that was the last time Fahrenheit trusted a letter asking him to hang out with them.
Never.
Again.
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"Nah, I spend enough time in my bed already." Chuckling he leans against the wall trying to act as casual as Fahrenheit could be. "I'll just find a new way to relax!"
Fahrenheit casually leaned back in his chair and fell over.
"OW!"
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"I was trying to achieve relaxation for your information!" Fahrenheit said in his own defense.
"What are you trying to achieve by reading the paper?"
Fahrenheit casually leaned back in his chair and fell over.
"OW!"
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Fahrenheit shot a look to Ace standing up and brushing himself off.
"Hey! It's not like I intended on falling over!"
Fahrenheit casually leaned back in his chair and fell over.
"OW!"
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Fahrenheit casually leaned back in his chair and fell over.
"OW!"
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Shrek.
Fahrenheit approached Kestrel, feeling a bit curious and in need of a good laugh after a hard days work, the Russian soldier turned to him.
"Da?" the Russian asked, an annoying look on his face as he crossed his arms to his chest.
"Well, ya see Kestrel, sir! Um. I heard a rumour, yeah? Basically, the rumour is: Russians have layers. Is it true?" Fahrenheit ask, leaning close to Kestrel and the most cheesy smile he could make painted on his face.
In response, Kestrel grabbed Fahrenheit and pulled him really close, Fahrenheit's heart racing as the Russian whispered; "No we do not." and he then pushed down Fahrenheit.
"Now get out my sight!" Kestrel yelled and Fahrenheit nodded, getting up, a quick salute, and the Aussie was gone.
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rapunzel oh mygod.
Fahrenheit stared up at the rooftop, spotting Dust cleaning her rifle, a smirk formed behind his balaclava as he cupped his hands to his mouth to help the woman hear him as he spoke.
"Dusty! Dusty! Let down your long hair!"
In response, the woman flicked him the bird and with a hearty chuckle, Fahrenheit walked away feeling good about himself, as per usual.
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