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2 yrs ago
Current Pretend this is actually something cool that I have to say.
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2 yrs ago
Statuses are sometimes the most relatable things ever- until they talk about kneecaps
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2 yrs ago
Building a guide to engaging roleplay! Need people to interview. If you want to, PM me! Input would be a great help! :)
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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
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My name is Bailey, Agent, Trip or 43. I am versatile in roleplay topics, though I prefer to do almost anything in the fantasy realm. I'd be willing to rp with anybody, as long as you have enough patience to deal with my awkward personality and sometimes poor grammar. My PMs are open to discussing rps.

Please note that I have not existed or roleplayed for almost half a year so I will be struggling for a little while until I pick my abilities back up! I will try my best, so feel free to PM me as said above!

I talk too much sometimes, sorry



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Gracyelia stands as a woman of about 30 enters, closing the curtain behind her. The woman looks at you and smiles. Her features match Gracye's, but her eyes are emerald green. Then she turns to Gracye and hugs the girl. Gracye immediately becomes uncomfortable and pulls away, sitting back down. The woman sits across from Gracye and beckons for you to sit in a chair diagonal from her.

"You did as I asked, Gracye," the woman smiles.

Gracye nods. "Yeah, I did. Pain in my a$$ but I did," she shoots you a glare that perfectly conveys just about how difficult it was to convince your stepfather to let her speak to you.
I have to go. I will be back tomorrow and we can continue! If you leave a reply, I'll get it when I return!
She watches you for a moment before returning to her book. She eventually looks up as there is a knock at the door.

"Gracye, may I come in?" It is a woman's voice.

Gracyelia sets her book but does not respond right away, glancing at you before speaking.

"Come in, Mother," she responds.
She smiles then leads you to a blue-and-purple stripped curtain, gently pushing it aside and stepping into the room. It's not a large room, and the ceilings are much lower than they are in the entrance. She goes to a soft-looking blue plush chair and sits down.

"Nobody really comes in here, so it's perfect to get away from the others," she explains, leaning back and putting her feet up on a purple ottoman. She points to a random book and it flies to her hand. She opens it.

"Make yourself comfortable. I don't mind."
She smiles. "Yes, it really is. Do you want to see my favorite place?"

Her question seems harmless, and so does her tone. But there's a flicker of something else in her voice- a slight twinge of annoyance. Of course, she's done this for so long she has started losing her patience more easily. Otherwise, her tone gives away only kindness.
She nods slowly, helping you down from Zayn's back. The moment you are off his back, the stallion bolts, rearing up. Gracyelia watches him leave then releases your hand and leads you inside the library. Currently,the library is mostly empty, save for a few people.

The library itself is a grand place. The entrance alone has high ceilings and shelves with thousands of books. Near the right wall of the entrance is a counter, where the Head Librarian stands. The books on the shelves are ordered by color and title, and the shelves look like they have small rectangular rainbows lining them. Scattered about the room are plush chairs, some of which are inhabited by people of all ages with their noses buried in books. Along the walls there are doorways, with beautifully patterned curtains covering them.

Gracyelia looks to you. "Welcome to the Havoc Library."
Zayn eventually slows to a stop in front of the library, where Gracyelia is waiting. He nickers and she strokes his muzzle.

"Good boy, Zayn. Let her down then go and graze. You've earned it," she tells the horse.

Then she looks at you. Her eyes are still sparkling, but they are both different colors now. Her left eye is gray; her right eye is blue. Each contains speckles of the opposite color. But the kindness in her gaze is undeniable. She did not have wrong intentions, but perhaps she could be hiding something. You do not know her very well, but she seems to know you pretty well.

"Come, Akuji. We must meet my mother," she smiles, offering you her hand to help you dismount
"Yes, he is. Zayn, take her to Havoc. I'll meet you there," she tells the stallion, nodding.

The stallion, Zayn, whinnied, rearing up and almost throwing you off. But Gracyelia's hand goes to his muzzle and he settles down reluctantly with a huff. She repeats her order and the horse canters away from her. She watches you leave before disappearing in a puff of russet smoke. She appears at the Havoc Library's front steps, waiting patiently.
She glances at you then motions for you to mount the stallion, as she will not need to do so herself.

"You can ride him. He'll be nice," she tells you.
She nods before leading the way down the hallway. She doesn't walk down the stairs this time, but disappears in a puff of red before appearing at the bottom. She waits only a moment before making her way outside, where a stalion is paitently awaiting her command. She strokes the horse's muzzle, and he whinnies in response.
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