2014-06-19

There's a name on your wrist. Maybe you were born with it; maybe it arrived around the time you reached adolescence. It's spelled out, in clear script - the script you learned to read first, your native language. It's the name of your soulmate. What would a world like this be like? Fucked-up, that's what. (Based on this tumblr post.) ✎ Comment in the subject line with:
		→ the muse's name and group (solos can state their profession) → include the world type (Gangs/School/Supernatural/Office/Non-AU) → pairing preferences (if applicable, Het/Slash/OTA, etc.)
✎ Be random with a number generator, or play to your liking. ✎ Have fun! ♥

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