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Name: Mark tuan
DoB: September 4, 1993
height: 175cm
Zodiac: Virgo
Bloodtype: A
Group:GOT7
Role: Rapper, Vocal, Dancer
Company:JYPent
not the real mark tuan nor am i affiliated with jyp ent or got7. this is only a roleplay account. plotting/multiverse friendly. every verse and fandom is welcomed.
twit @_mtuan93
mark tuan. 22 yrs young. existent as of 090493. an american boy with taiwanese roots. koreabound but forever reppin' the 626. known as the quiet and charming, yet hyperactive oldest of the group with a love for puppies, sleeping and double cheese burgers.
1/7 of got7 >> rapper >> visual >> martial arts trickster >> flyboy
established january 12, 2014.
"Up it’s the only path I’m choosing Up Is the only way I’m going"
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hyunado:

“Iced americanos~.” A hum on her lips conveyed her enjoyment of the words that passed her tongue. “Ah that sounds so delicious right now. I’m completely okay with that being the drink of choice. Consider it a deal, I’d shake your hand but mine are a little busy at the moment.” She took to glancing towards the ramen, and mounds of other food in her arms. “In my defense, I didn’t expect to buy so much.” Clearly, if she had, she would have gotten a cart of basket but impulse control was not something she had. “Hey, you never know-” There was a pause in her speech, as she nodded in thanks to him taking some items from her arms. “Maybe I made plans not to leave my apartment til my comeback happens. I’ll need to prep.” A jest, she smiled towards him before dropping the contents of her arms onto the conveyor belt in front of her before plucking her items from his arms. “Probably a few weirdos out there after a night of binge drinking. You never know, maybe some rabid fans of yours. You’ve got some wild ones, you know.” Nudging him with an elbow, she teased him lightly as the lady began to ring her order up quickly. 

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ӎ」┄   The sly smile that was earlier placed on his lips switches to one that looked more of a grimace; quick but still— he had momentarily forgotten of his very own fans. He really did love them, but sometimes, they needed to calm themselves. Most fans were no problem, but the odd ones, like the fans who stalked his family back at home were the ones he wasn’t too fond of. Fans really did need to learn self control and respect. Rubbing the spot she had nudged, he smiles sheepishly; slightly cringing at the thought of running into a fan at this hour. Quickly, he looks both ways before offering to help carry one of the bags for her.  Oh man…  He mutters under his breath.  Then we should definitely make a move on, huh? Don’t wanna get caught by dispatch either— Who knows what ridiculous story they could make up about us. “

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Posted on: July 17, 2015
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