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25 Mar 2017 23:47
Current I'm sorry to anyone who knows me.
20 Mar 2017 19:18
Discord tweeted out that they're having technical difficulties. Stay tuned, be patient while they fix it.
20 Mar 2017 1:12
I interrupt your jokes to let you know that a better, less strict version of GSA has been created by yours truly. Come take a gander.
18 Mar 2017 22:48
It is so cold outside I saw a politician with his hands in his own pockets.
18 Mar 2017 22:43
What do you get when you cross-breed a cow and a shark? I don’t know, but I wouldn't enjoy milking it.


I am the owner and co-founder of a public Discord Queer-Straight Alliance server. You can find the server here.

Current RP's:

People I'm currently RPing 1x1 with:

Join Date: February 2015
Location: North Carolina, U.S.A.
Birth Date: February 5th (18)

Yo. You can call me Dave. Some people call me Ember. I'm just a guy from North Carolina, I'm majoring in science, I'm a cashier at Taco Bell, and I enjoy writing and role-playing. In fact, I aspire to be a bestselling author one day, then again, who doesn't? The genres I typically like to write and/or role-play are: fantasy, sci-fi, slice of life, drama, romance, post-apocalyptic, and medieval. Or any combination of those. I'm a sucker for angst and MxM.

I consider myself a med-to-high casual role-player, but I can also do free and try a bit of advanced. You'll mostly see me participating in 1x1's on the forum, or GMing small group role-plays (which usually don't last long.) Aside from this, I hang out on the Guild's chat a lot (as well as the Discord now!), if you'd like to find me there.

Something else about my RPing: when things do head south in the angst, my writing can and will get pretty graphic and detailed unless you tell me you're not comfortable with it. I'm fine with fade-to-black scenes in every situation, not just sex.

Happy RPing!

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  • Discord: turntechGodhead#9017

Hey Shout-outs!

Big UP!s to:

She's been there for me through thick and thin, and I couldn't ask for a better girlfraaand. :

She's so positive and nice and knowledgeable!

He's my lil bro and I'll do anything to protect him and make him happy.

She is like a huge parental figure. We call her aunt Rica. <3

DEFINITELY my RPG Mom. I love her to death and I'm so grateful for her.

She's a very sweet and pure person. I am so proud of her.

Very responsible and very beautiful inside and out.


Besides having an angelic voice, he's got a great sense of humor and a cute face to boot.

He's so kind and caring and protective and sweet. He deserves so much more love and recognition than what he gets. He deserves the world.

Cool guy. A+ science geek. Best person to talk to about futuristic technology.

A very sweet, very loving lil' lady who's really awesome to talk to. :

A dude I didn't like for some reason at first but come to find out he's really awesome and keeps it real! Kinda my lil bro, kinda my son.




Did you want a shout-out? Did I not list you? Don't feel bad!
or do, I really don't care
Just send me a PM or hmu on the Discord!!!

Most Recent Posts

"God. Okay, whatever," he groaned, pulling the collar of his shirt over his face as a kind of nervous habit. It fell, and he blew out a breath. It did nothing to help his nerves. The absolute emotional torture he was going through at the moment. "I'll just- just f-find something to burn my mom, then."
That's when Nicholas felt himself pull back into reality. He turned to Mattie, incredulity spread all over his face. "What?" he asked, voice far from intimidating. It was more scared and childlike. "No. I can't...I can't burn my mom's body. Are you- Are you crazy?!" he looked back at the disfigured corpse and winced, squeezing his eyes shut. A shaky breath rattled his body.

"Let me look for my sister."
In Exurbia | 1x1 22 Nov 2016 18:49 Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
You let out a breath that you didn't know you had been holding. Part of you had been expecting the troll to attack. Then again, if you were in the shape he was in, you don't think you would be attacking either.

Your thought process is interrupted by the sound of retching. You look at Lily, who simply purses her lips at you. It's her birthday, and you're busy taking care of some strange troll that tried to kill you after getting stuck following you into human territory. All you can do is flash her an apologetic smile before darting out of the door.

Hostility and sarcasm is in your nature. But for whatever reason, so is compassion.

You didn't think you'd hurt him that badly. Maybe he has some kind of concussion, though. After all, you socked him square in the nose pretty hard. He didn't wake up for a bit. But you had no idea how to treat concussions, and you weren't about to take him to a human infirmary. Could you? Maybe Lily knew something. Maybe her mom knew something.

"It looks like you still need help," you say sarcastically, instinctively, standing on the porch and looking down at the troll.
In Sburb Omega 4 Nov 2016 22:56 Forum: Casual Roleplay
It was a disgustingly warm autumn day, which was seasonably normal for Arizona. For his entire life, Alex had been living in the hell city of Phoenix with his father. There was one point where he could remember a woman being present, but that was another story. As for his father, the man was usually busy running business-like errands and doing business-like things for his business-esque job, but Alex didn’t complain. That was just the way the cookie crumbled.

The air was wet with humidity when he opened the front door. Almost immediately, he closed it again. There was no way he was going outside to check the mail, even if the raised, red flag was tempting. He was expecting a delivery. A game, as a matter of fact. It was called SBURB, and he and some of his online friends were supposed to be playing it together. His best friend and next door neighbor, Rich, was playing it as well.

In fact, the thought of Rich gave him an idea. Instead of trudging all the way out in the heat to see if the game had come himself, he could just ask his friend if his own copy had come. He quickly dashed back up the staircase to his bedroom, successfully avoiding an encounter with his father.

That concluded that Rich’s copy wasn’t there yet, Alex supposed. That also meant it wasn’t coming today, considering the mail had already been delivered. Maybe his other friend had received her copy already, but talking to her made his heart do weird, uncomfortable flops. He hovered over her handle in his contacts and debated with himself about contacting her, when a slip of the finger clicked on her name against his will.

Oh, shit. That meant she could see he’d started a conversation with her. Panicking, he switched back to the conversation with Rich.

Right. Just say hi. What’s so hard about that? he thought sarcastically to himself, opening the other conversation.

Ouch. This was not going well.

Asking how she was; that was a thing Alex felt like he could do. It didn’t have any kind of other implications or undertones. Not that there needed to be any.

Realizing that he’d completely forgotten about Rich, Alex switched back to his other conversation to check up on him.

Awesome! Alex thought. Now that both of their copies of the game was in, he could work on making sure everyone else had their copy. Then would come actually playing the game. The hype was so real.

That was probably the worst and most awkward sendoff Alex had ever felt leave his mind. That was the most awful to ever say goodbye to anyone that he’d ever had a crush on. He felt like he wanted to just crawl under his desk and never come out; to never speak to her ever again. Of course, he was sure she understood, so he wouldn’t do any of that.

The most important thing was retrieving the mail without having to suffer the consequence of being forced to listen to one of his dad’s long rambles. They usually made no sense and made Alex incredibly uncomfortable. Because of that, he did what he could to avoid encountering his father in the hallways.

Peeking out of his bedroom door, the coast seemed pretty clear, captain. He snuck out on tiptoes, heading for the staircase. Much like himself, his father was a very minimalistic person -- there wasn’t much decor. Sometimes it made the place seem boring and ready to be sold. Sometimes, it was comforting.

As Alex neared the bottom of the staircase, crouched low, he saw his father sitting on the living room couch. Damn it! It looked like he was absorbed in the newspaper, so maybe there wouldn’t be an encounter.

Carefully, Alex pressed himself against the wall and started half-crawling to the front door. The television drowned out the creaking floorboards underneath his feet. His father stirred and made a weird face. Alex held his breath. There was a long moment of silence before the man let out a violent sneeze and seemed to return to reading the newspaper.

Close one.

He dashed out of the house and out to the mailbox. The heat was already making him sweat. Having lived there his entire life, one would think he was used to it by now, but he was not. The mailbox felt like it was a good mile from his front door, even though it was, in reality, only a few feet. But it was a fruitful journey. Opening the mailbox revealed his copy of SBURB amongst a pile of bills and junkmail!

Without further interference, he ran back into the house and up to his bedroom.
In Sburb Omega 4 Nov 2016 22:50 Forum: Casual Roleplay


Name: Alex Simmons

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Color: Light Blue (#8DB3EF)

Age: ~13 years (~6 Alternian Sweeps)

Birthday: July 25th, 2003

Location: Phoenix, Arizona

Associations: Photography, blue and green color palettes, rings, skateboarding, gems, lizards.

Element: Frost

Instrument: Trumpet

Strife Specibus: Bladekind

Weapon: Combat Knife x2

Dreamself: Derse

God Tier: Seer of Time

Server Player: -

Client Player: Abbi Yaylon

Entry Item: Key

Kernelsprite: Boxing Salamander

Chumhandle: ratifiedRebel [RR]

Planet: Land of Doom and Glaciers

Symbol: Diamond ring

Typing Quirk: Perfect syntax. He will sometimes abbreviate words and phrases, and fully capitalize words that are emphasized. When referring to something specifically important, even if only to him, he will capitalize the first letter of the word or the first letter of each word in the phrase.

Typing Example: RR: The first thing we do is take The Alchemiter and create The Cruxite Dowels. This is EXTREMELY important.


Weight: 125lb

Height: 5’5”

Features: Mild acne around T area.

Hair: A light ginger-hinted blonde, a bit shaggy and around shoulder length.

Health Concerns: Hemophiliac


Personality: Has a sort of bossy leadership-type attitude, even when he is not the leader. He is often described as a control freak, although he doesn’t do this on purpose, and when it’s brought to his attention he gladly backs off. Seems to be overconcerned with everyone’s wellbeing which can come off as a bit disturbing at first. Can be super emotional, but for the most part tries to keep a strong, stone outward demeanor. He’s very outgoing and does not hesitate to be the communicator of a team or project.

Fear: Heights

Secret: Huge crush on Abbi.

Strength: Hyper-focusing on important tasks (can also, however, be a weakness.)

Weakness: Emotional scenarios.

Health Concerns: Multiple Personality Disorder

Bio: Alex grew up in a middle-class suburban neighborhood in Phoenix, Arizona. He lives with his father, who isn’t around most of the time due to top-secret business-like business. Most of his friends, he met online. However, Rich has been a close friend to him their entire lives, being his next-door neighbor.


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