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The Journalist

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About The Journalist

  • Birthday 05/05/2004

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    Etta the Frog#4337
  • Minecraft Username
    Frog_in_Lipstick

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  • Gender
    Male
  • Location
    Central U.S.
  • Interests
    I love music, games, and other stuff ;)

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  • Character Name
    Bo Blackwell
  • Character Race
    Heartlander

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  1. The Journalist started following My character wrote a poem about the map end event , Thanks for helping me out and May 2023 Battle of the Arts - The End of an Era
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    I'll be honest, I joined LotC just to hang out with people. I thought it was to do RP but in hindsight, I had no friends at the time, and I was really lonely. This is a positive post though, and I'm happy to say that getting used to talking to people again emboldened me to rejoin some dating apps, and as of yesterday, officially have a girlfriend! With someone IRL to talk to finally and a job otw, I'm going to be leaving LotC, and I'm probably not coming back. I could say I won't have time, but that's a lie. To be honest, LotC already helped me, and while I'm grateful, I'd like to focus solely on bettering my life. God, I haven't practiced piano in so long. Special thanks to Tilly, Lyon, Chorale, Bird, and everyone from the Petra Discord. You guys are awesome, sorry for becoming deputy mayor only to leave.
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    SURNAME: Blackwell FIRST NAME: Bo RESIDENCE ADDRESS: Commonwealth Lane IV RUNNING FOR LORD MAYOR OR CITY ASSEMBLY: Lord Mayor YEAR OF BIRTH: SA 109 Are you registered and eligible to vote in the Commonwealth of the Petra: Indeed ((MC NAME)): Frog_in_Lipstick
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    "You wanna make some cash on the side, while supplying people both entertainment and information? Join B.L.A.C.K. today!" We are the Blackwell Liaison's Association for Communized Knowledge, a business focused toward bringing the most important international news to the people! We're an international business, needing employees from anywhere and everywhere, so you can even work from home! Our Headquarters will be located in new map Petra. A neutral business faction, we accept people of all stripes and creeds, as long as you follow the association rules (Found in the discord). Currently we're looking for three things, sellers, couriers, and informants. -Informants will be spread across the map, collecting important information that the people deserve to know, being paid on commission in amounts dependent on the quality of the information, with a minimum of 6 Minas per "scoop". -Sellers are the backbone of our operation, as a seller you'll be given 5 books (Or more upon request) per IRL day, to be sold to the people at 12 Mina per copy, you'll keep 50%, depositing the other half of that day's earnings into the bank account of Bo Blackwell, failing to sell books is allowed, as long as you pay 50% of whatever you make. -Couriers will be the ones taking books to and from BLACK HQ to sellers all across Aevos, this job will need to be done by a small number of ACTIVE people If you're interested in joining or have any questions, join our Discord server! The Discord, make sure to pick a role! --> https://discord.gg/FBBsxgPVAa
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    Viva le Petra!
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    Quickly reading the letter, eyes wide, Bo clutches at the paper he had recently acquired... he grabs a pen and binds a new journal.
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    Fr, I just made a cute lil' farm (Which is something I couldn't do in ACTUAL HELL btw) and within 10 minutes our peaceful camp got raided by freaks.
  9. The Journalist
    Same, I thought it'd be cool to have a more relaxed rule system where we could actually build, then I got killed for trying to prevent our base from being lavacasted
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    A Land I Knew Too Little By Bo Blackwell A land I knew too little A vast and diverse crowd I sat at home and whittled Instead of living proud Twas not until I was a man That I began to stray Far from home, did I now stand Excited, scared, and away Savoy, a city growing Robust and full of life E’ryone forced to get along Because of far-spread strife I run away now, soaked in rain From a home that I’ll ne’er again dwell If I’d never left home, I wouldn’t feel this pain For a land I knew far too well [!] Tears stain the bottom of this parchment
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    IGN: Frog_in_Lipstick DISCORD: Etta the Frog#4337 CATEGORY: CREATIVE WRITING (POEM) TITLE: A Land I Knew Too Little by Bo Blackwell https://docs.google.com/document/d/1aGVfhW-hz4pBIDYZyVvzeytQ5MMlWB-FzCiS7tdXiHc/edit?usp=sharing
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    I feel like such a nerd for finding this unironically really cool
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    Frog_in_Lipstick

    The Journalist posted an application in Accepted

    You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) Not wanting to be rude, Bo quickly sits on the cushion. "Well, I grew up in Petra on a farm on the outskirts of Valfleur, and growing up I always wanted to be a knight of the Round Table. To embrace the ideals of the commonwealth. Truth. Justice. I wanted to root out the villainy the hides the shadows. Then one day, as I was taking the vegetables into town to sell, I saw a crowd of people gathered around a bulletin board, and printed on a huge piece of parchment it said: CITY TREASURER'S THEFT UNCOVERED BY LOCAL SNOOP. It floored me. To think that someone with no armor, banner, or sword could find and foil a plot that the Order of the Petrine Laurel didn't even know about. It's silly, but the possibility had truly never occurred to me. All this to say that ever since that day, I've only wanted to be one thing, a journalist. One who brings villains to justice no matter how much power, status, or influence they may have. Even using underhanded means, if I must." **Bo pauses for a moment, realizing what he just said, interrupting the silence quickly, he says "…Uh, that was a joke, please don't tell anyone I said that." "I need to curate a good reputation if this is going to work." He mumbles, half to himself and half to the woman. <--- Reference Picture
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