Completlie

Creepy-Pasta Roleplay There is no God here

Get a hold of yourself! Nothing will happen if you just stay in place, alright? Keep moving, find that Febrnium, and get. That's the plan, and nothing else.
Penelope kept moving This place is so quiet. She noticed a circus tent, lit up. Maybe everyone was waiting for the circus to start, that's why it's so—no, that wouldn't make any sense. In any case, if it's lit up, there must be somebody there, right? She took out her hatchet from her satchel and slowly started moving towards the circus.

Welcome, to the Void of Stories! (free RP lounge, anybody and everybody welcome!)

Magic.

Creepy-Pasta Roleplay There is no God here

Penelope stepped into the town of Dawson. "Ok, music school, here I come, just get some of that Febrnium, and I'll have the cash." She thought to herself. She walked around, chills running down her spine. "It's just a breeze, nothing to worry about. Now, where do I exactly get the- FUCK!" She heard a noise, she didn't know what the noise was, but she was certain that she heard something. I'm just hallucinating it, I'm just hallucinating it, I'M JUST HALLUCINATING IT, WHATEVER THAT WAS!" Penelope thought to herself while she stood in place, already frozen in fear.

Welcome, to the Void of Stories! (free RP lounge, anybody and everybody welcome!)

*poke.*

Welcome, to the Void of Stories! (free RP lounge, anybody and everybody welcome!)

*countercounterpoke.*

Welcome, to the Void of Stories! (free RP lounge, anybody and everybody welcome!)

*poke.*

Creepy-Pasta Roleplay There is no God here

My CS.

Name: Penelope Hanna

Age: 16

Appearance:



Personality: She's observant, analytical, not afraid to speak her mind, and tries to take account of everything. She may seem cold, but she's caring once she warms up to you.

Bio: She wanted the money to go to music school.

Skills: She can carry a surprising amount of weight.

Fears: The Unexpected

Equipment: Pickaxe, Hatchet, First Aid Kit, Flashlight, Food, and Water

Other:

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Creepy-Pasta Roleplay

I'm not a big fan of creepypastas myself, but since this is text rather than images, I'm willing to give this a shot.

Withering Dreams of Viel (Steampunk-esque Street Urchin Roleplay)

Still here, I just don't feel like I have anything to contribute to the current situation right now.

Welcome, to the Void of Stories! (free RP lounge, anybody and everybody welcome!)

*poke.*