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  • July 4, 1991
  • United States
  • Deviant for 10 years
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'Hello! I'm Alfred Jones, owner of a large business corporation by the name of "K Jones Co."


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my America
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He's a high class, very rich man. At a young age his father passed, leaving the company in his hands for 3 years now. He's made it all the way to the top, with a nice pent house in New York, just no man or woman to share it with. He's a very happy go lucky person. Drinks LOTS of coffee! He loves hamburgers and eats fast food a lot but still manages to stay in perfect shape! He gets very serious when it comes to business, but outside of the office hes a childish man, a nerd really. He loves video games, bars, clubbing, and astronomy as a side hobby. He'll be friends with pretty much anyone! He's the kind of person to brighten up a dreary day. and everyone loves him.

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FEELINGS
| Love struck | Hyper | Excited | Cheerful | Happy | Calm | Hostile | Pissed | Angry | Upset | Mixed Emotions | Neutral | Sleepy | Nostalgic | Uncomfortable | Confused | Sad | Distraught | Insecure | Crying | Jumpy | Anxious | Frightened | Deathly afraid | Content | Shy | Embarrassed | Anti-social | Lonely| Bewildered | Pained | Hurt | Overwhelmed | Emotional | Friendly | Energetic | Peaceful | Cocky | Blood Thirsty | Sexual | Lazy | Unknown

MENTAL STATUS
| Perfectly Fine | Fine | Getting Better | Getting Worse | Depression | Uncontrollable Bouts Of Rage | strong | Manic | Losing It | Lost It | Batshit Insane | Psychotic | Seeing Things | Intense Paranoia | Moderate Paranoia | Delusional | Lost Touch With Reality | Amnesia | Re-living Traumatic Event | Unknown

PHYSICAL STATUS
| Perfectly fine | In Good Shape | Great | Okay |Getting worse | Getting Better | Throwing up | Aching muscles | Burns | Bruised | Sick | Fatally Ill | Boo-boo | Wounded | Mortally Wounded | Hospitalized | Recovering | Addicted | On Medication | Infection | Paralyzed | Broken Bones | Self Inflicted | Unknown

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This is a multiship account!!
Probably will not answer questions.. not sure If i want to draw for this account yet or not. But it will certainly be a RP account!
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((might not be used alot. But I shall make it presentable and stuff! ))
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happy early b-day!
Anya sniffled and groaned a bit. She was in a lot of pain. She felt terribly sick lately but she didn't want to stop coming to work. She sat at her desk and groaned. She pinched the bridge of her nose. "U...Ugh.." She leaned forward feeling the urge to throw up. "I...I feel like dying.." She mumbled to herself. "S..Shouldn't have eaten..that o-oh god." She leaned over in the garbage can throwing up and she shook a bit like a baby deer learning to walk.
Alfred happened to be walking down the office, checking up on things when she noticed Anya hunched over a trashcan. he immediately felt concerned. 

"Anya? Are you alright?" he asked walking up to her, she looked awfully shaken and ill. 
She shook her head. "I..I will..I will be..I just...feel a little sick.." She mumbled.
"No no. Anya you have to go home." he said placing a hand on her forehead. "You're burning up!" 
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Peter was walking around in this big office. He was an orphan, and was out looking for an adult to bribe. He had to dodge the old, wrinkly women and the men with Mustaches and beards. He was holding a little pink bunny and skipping around before he bumped into an adult, dropping his bunny. "Oh! Im so sorry old chap i didnt mean to!"
Alfred looked down when he felt something bump into him, confused when he saw a child. "Uh its ok.. Are you lost?"