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{ Self Roleplay } 
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Name: Hannah
Gender: Female
Age: Sixteen
S.O: Pansexual / Pan
Status: Alive
Race: Human
Height: 162.56 cm (5'4")
Weight: 66.22 kg ( 146 lbs)
Zodiac Sign: Gemini
Hobbies: Drawing, Reading, Playing Games
Languages: English, Spanish (Learning), Japanese (A bit)
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Likes
Anime
Manga
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Art
Video Games
Kigu
Cosplay
Tea
Coffee
Dislikes
Sharks
Bugs
Being bad at art
Math
School
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::Rules:
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:bulletblue: No Mary-sue/Gary-stu and Godmodding. If you do, I will not continue roleplaying with you.
:bulletblue: Do not control my character. Don't kill them, either. Unless I ask.
:bulletblue: My character won't kill yours. Nope. To rude.
:bulletblue: Smut/Hetero/Yuri/Gore roleplays goes into Skype. I don't use notes. To much work...clicking things...
:bulletblue: Live RP (DA Chat), is okay for me.
:bulletblue: When I type like this, it signifies that my muse is thinking.
:bulletblue: Don't give short replies, I'm sorry I'll get bored.
:bulletblue: No Text-Typing/RolePlaying
:bulletblue: Crossovers/AU(Alternate Universe) ro
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::Headcanons::
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:bulletblue: She's very shy when it comes to boys.
:bulletblue: When she's video-chatting with her internet friends, she'll wear a mask before she can trust they're not to much older.
:bulletblue: She's scared to make friends with anyone at school, since she's always been left behind in her past.
:bulletblue: She likes being alone in her room.
:bulletblue: She roleplays with herself when she's really bored.
:bulletblue: She can be rather awkward with friends.
:bulletblue: When she has nightmares, she will call her friends who live in different places, or friends who stay up late.
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What a boring day in class. He sighed as he kept to himself again drawing his self portrait some more. It wasn't exactly a realistic one but more of a cartoony version. He sighed as he drew some souls around his picture from Soul Eater, some mushrooms from Mario and Pikmin. It was something that made him feel better. Of course his friend Spencer had other things interested as well with him for manga and other Nintendo related things. Overhearing the other speaking of anime, he sighed. How he wish it were simple to talk to his classmates when everyone was too 'cool' for you. Matthew saw the girl, she had cute short hair. Dandere... yeah, he thought of himself as one. Oooh maybe she knew what a 'dere' was. Matthew blushed quickly again. It was just an assumption. He was mocked of his weight by everyone, so even bothering to talk to her would be disaterous to him. He was already sensative and thinking everyone was mocking him. Why would he be able to go over and talk to her? It was nothing but a waste of time...
Wow, class was boring. Hannah hummed quietly as she sketched some pictures of herself in her silly anime style. The teachers weren't even teaching for one, so it didn't matter if she drew, second, she may be able to talk with people, but she didn't really LIKE anyone in her class so she usually would draw or play with the hem of her skirt. Besides, no one likes the things she does. Like, anime, manga, super heroes, and video games. She turned around to ask the people behind her to be quiet before she saw Matthew. Just..sitting there. Sketching or...something. A small blush crept onto her face as she noticed the boy was looking at her. She quickly stood up, almost knocking her chair over. The short haired girl marched over to his desk before staring down at the sitting male. "Do you mind? Can't a girl sit in peace without ANOTHER boy staring at her? Come with me!" She then grabbed Matthew's shirt, practically dragging him out into the hallway. "Why were you looking at me? Do you think I'm some freak because instead of socializing I was drawing? Being antisocial?"
Matthew blushed. Oh no! Now the entire class was staring at him. His paranoia grew to a heavy level. Let alone from the fact of being next to a girl he didn't really talk to. "N-no, I-I wasn't staring at you. I j-just zoned out for a moment." It was true. Back in 6th grade, Matthew had been playing tag with a few of his friends before being tripped. He had suffered from a big baseball sized bump and sent to the emergency room. After a few months passing from it, he had recovered but he was known by those who understood him, that he zoned out. Let alone this is one of the things he feared of, in this day in age you accidentally looked up at someone and you got in trouble. You coughed and everyone stared at you. "I-I-I'm r-r-really s-sorry. Hannah." his voice trembled with fear. How he wanted to just go home and forget it all. Being the only 'wide' kid in the class, it made it worse for bullying which at this point he knew he was going to be picked on. The bell rang, he grabbed his stuff. He didn't look back, the only thing that he felt was the fear of being mocked on the internet now.
Hannah snarled, rolling her eyes. She followed the male, grabbing onto the back of his shirt and tugging him over to the side in front of a door that people weren't walking in or out of "I am not done talking to you." She crossed her arms and stared up at him "I'm sorry for putting you on the spot like that, but I just don't like it when boys stare at me. Besides, it just makes me feel like they think I'm a freak or gross looking. I'm already insecure enough...I just thought you were going to be rude like them..."
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"Mine."
"Back the hell up."
Matthew blushed a bit. "I'm sorry Hannah, I w-was just returning your pencil your let me borrow from yesterdays math test..." he blushed and began to panic a bit.