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21 Feb 2017 23:42
Current “Most men and women will grow up to love their servitude and will never dream of revolution.” - Aldous Huxley (Brave New World)
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10 Feb 2017 14:20
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do." - H.Jackson Brown Jr.
3 Feb 2017 16:34
"In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years." - Abraham Lincoln
25 Jan 2017 15:01
"What we think, or what we know, or what we believe is, in the end, of little consequence. The only consequence is what we do." - John Ruskin
18 Jan 2017 4:05
"Remember this always, No one will ever see you the way you see yourself" - Nameless stranger from the past


Hello! I'm Heap!
Welcome to my little corner of the guild.

My current life status and availability:

I live in the Western area of the US in an apartment I work 2 jobs and 50-65 hours (Not exaggerating) a week to pay for. I work primarily as a professional graphic designer and part time at a local family owned shop mainly as a favor to the owner who needed the help. Aside from that I'm relatively active in my social life and non-role-playing activities so while I'm still online everyday the hours are usually really early in the morning and really late at night. That being said, if you find me in chat and I randomly disappear, I'm not trying to be rude, someone probably just showed up at my door wanting to hang out or go out.

My Roleplaying style:

When it comes to joining a role-play I usually go for a more adult themed type. Not necessarily intimate just more of a mature context. The genre doesn't typically matter so long as the idea is somewhat original, that to say, I don't go for role-plays based on any specific media very often. The exception being if the role-play is based off an already well established story that it's not completely following the canon of it.

Who I am:

Curiosity is my blessing and curse. I must know as much about everything as I possibly can and often will never take a simple answer to a question without either inquiring further or doing extra research on the subject until I know it's origin, current political and monetary state, how it's used and if in any way it could influence my own life. So far as I know I'm a pretty easy going, fun loving, person, I'm not afraid to go against the grain or do something that seems a little odd. In the end I genuinely just want to be a happy person and in turn share that happiness with everyone around me.

Side note:

I've made a few friends since being here and truly cherish my friendships with each and every one of them (you know who you are). If you guys ever need anything, ever, I'm there, you never need to ask twice or feel like you are any less important to me then you really are.

Most Recent Posts

In Hello ! 26 Feb 2017 23:40 Forum: Introduce Yourself
@Nick Ton Cutter
Hey there! Welcome to the guild!

The posts run on BBC coding. There's a link on the bottom of the page for your use if you need it.

There are a lot of beginners and people just trying to get better on this site so you'll fit in famously! However, let me know if you run into a snag and I'll do my best to help!

On a side note, I freaken love Rosen Maiden.
@BlackFlag I can't say anything about the second part of your post but as for the first part. I'm the type that'll make details where there isn't any for some content and depth in my part of character. So when it comes to making up enemies, I'd say if we didn't we wouldn't have much to write about or write to. Make sense? So long as we aren't delving into lore changing or anything, I don't see an issue with it.
@Ms Ravenwinter
Hello! Welcome back!

What kind of character were you thinking about developing?
Lorenzo and Fiona Delorano

Fiona's pale blue eyes watched the Crow intently as he spoke watching the eyes that barely showed through the slit crevices of his mask. A small breeze carried it's way in from the open balcony shifting the seems on her elegant black gown lightly almost giving the illusion that she was floating, if only briefly. Nalia's voice hit her ears with cold stubbornness and immaturity just before to voice of the crow made it's announcement towards the onslaught of questions thrown at him.

Fiona kept her composure through it all took a light breath and then parted her lips before speaking in a softer more subdue and understanding voice, ”Apologies Crow for my rudeness at your arrival, surely you understand the apprehension at your sudden appearance. Please speak your piece on the words the assassin you apprehended spoke.”

Fiona's hands were still clasped together in front of her before she shifted slightly and looked towards her niece who was still eying her from her position at the table unwarranted anger in her eyes and uncalled for disdain in her voice. A small, sweet smile graced her face as she spoke. ”My dear niece, we shall surely have a discussion on this matter when the time and place is more appropriate. All I will say on this matter is that it was a circumstance which occurred years past to which your father, my brother, requested I make the connection.”

Fiona was not amused at the situation that fell into her lap and understood the next few years would be trying and frustrating to say the least, her physical disposition and appearance, however, did not change though her thoughts did. She shifted her eyes towards Meldyr, they were somewhat warmer then they had been throughout the evening, her small smile still displaying itself on her elegant face and silky skin. When she met his eyes her voice was gentle and pleasant, ”My friend, would you be so kind as to have one of your men retrieve the assassin that fell to my balcony? If he is still alive I believe it would be imperative to hear what he has to say.” her voice was neither condescending or rude. It was gentle and sweet.

The fire that warmed the room crackled as the crows eyes were landed on Junipers. It hissed and flipped in it's ritualistic tribal dance of energy and warmth as if attempting to break up the tension in the room. The orange light reflected off the well carves and finished wooden tables that encompassed it. Lorenzo, shifted his eyes from person to person, still standing as a guard by his mothers side. He knew his mother well enough not to interrupt her in these types of moments and wait to ask questions until they were in a more private setting.
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