Case y'all are wondering.... I am screaming right now. I am screaming and giggling like a Japanese schoolgirl/ boy and is hiding in my blankets XD
Ace of flames01
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STATUS: "What a day to meet the master, I've been waiting for so long, final day to meet the master, it's my time to go home" 3 yrs ago
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"What a day to meet the master, I've been waiting for so long, final day to meet the master, it's my time to go home"
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3 yrs ago
Current mood is the scream at the start of Safari Song - Greta Van Fleet
3 yrs ago
It's been a long time but I'm back and I want to get back to writing again
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9 yrs ago
GUESS WHO'S BACK (BACK)! BACK AGAIN (GAIN)! SHADY'S BACK!(BACK) TELL A FRIEND!(FRIEND)
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10 yrs ago
I have returned from the depths of hell and work! How long my reign of terror shall last is yet unknown!
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Yo yo yo! Was good? Ace is my name, rping is my game! I prefer fantasy, super natural, modern, sci Fi, romance (especially romance), non anime themes! I usually play hetero female roles and the occassional male role. I have a lot of time on my hands so I am usually free and online. If you have a thread you think I might be interested in then PM me dat shiet!
Overall, I try to be a very open minded, accepting, and non judgy person. I try to see people as people. I could care less about what gender, sexual preference, race, religious background, political views, etc. Are because it's really none of my goddamn business. I care about who you are as a person and how you choose to treat others. I will always try to polite and kind to everyone until given a reason not to be. You want my respect? Then earn it just like everyone else does. Don't force your views and morals on me and I will not force mine on you. It's that simple.
Overall, I try to be a very open minded, accepting, and non judgy person. I try to see people as people. I could care less about what gender, sexual preference, race, religious background, political views, etc. Are because it's really none of my goddamn business. I care about who you are as a person and how you choose to treat others. I will always try to polite and kind to everyone until given a reason not to be. You want my respect? Then earn it just like everyone else does. Don't force your views and morals on me and I will not force mine on you. It's that simple.
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@boomlover it progresses the story so yeah but Ruinil is talking with Bartuc so nah XD
@boomlovereeeh kinda yeah and kinda nah
THERE! TAKE THIS AWKWARD LITTLE SHIT!
Bartuc.
The name could not have had a more familiar ring to it and yet no memories reared its head upon the sound of if. She glanced around the room briefly to find the owner of this name; the person who was to be her chaperone. A look of relief was hinted in her eyes upon learning that this person was the half demon man she had met earlier. With a little hop in her step, she followed Bartuc out the door, her expression was almost cheerful.
For the longest time, Ruinil was silent as she looked at her surroundings hoping to receive some sort of memory or sensation, but alas, nothing extraordinary came to mind. No. This was not completely true. The bitter looks that she received from the holy men and other Templars were something that was all too familiar to her and something she knew all too well. Aside from that, she could feel the most peculiar feeling of rage and bloodlust creeping in from the back of her mind towards those around her. The peculiar part of these feelings were that they were not, in fact, her own, but rather that of her chaperone's.
In an effort to calm him, Ruinil briefly turned around and grabbed Bartuc's hand, then looked into his eyes and smiled softly, before continuing her stroll at a slower pace than before. She grip was gentle, almost nonexistent, but it held warmth. She squeezed on Bartuc's hand slightly before speaking, "It ok...You are... Half demon...? How...? I thought... I only one..." Her words were choppy, as she could not fully grasp the concept of the human language, but were not too difficult to understand what she was trying to say. Ruinil blushed wildly, embarrassed at her own disability and at her own awkwardness. She continued shyly, "Bartuc...? What am I to you...? What are you to me...? ... I feel... I know you... But no memories..."
Ruinil stopped and turned to look Bartuc in the eyes, her cheeks were a bright red and the tips of her ears burned.
The name could not have had a more familiar ring to it and yet no memories reared its head upon the sound of if. She glanced around the room briefly to find the owner of this name; the person who was to be her chaperone. A look of relief was hinted in her eyes upon learning that this person was the half demon man she had met earlier. With a little hop in her step, she followed Bartuc out the door, her expression was almost cheerful.
For the longest time, Ruinil was silent as she looked at her surroundings hoping to receive some sort of memory or sensation, but alas, nothing extraordinary came to mind. No. This was not completely true. The bitter looks that she received from the holy men and other Templars were something that was all too familiar to her and something she knew all too well. Aside from that, she could feel the most peculiar feeling of rage and bloodlust creeping in from the back of her mind towards those around her. The peculiar part of these feelings were that they were not, in fact, her own, but rather that of her chaperone's.
In an effort to calm him, Ruinil briefly turned around and grabbed Bartuc's hand, then looked into his eyes and smiled softly, before continuing her stroll at a slower pace than before. She grip was gentle, almost nonexistent, but it held warmth. She squeezed on Bartuc's hand slightly before speaking, "It ok...You are... Half demon...? How...? I thought... I only one..." Her words were choppy, as she could not fully grasp the concept of the human language, but were not too difficult to understand what she was trying to say. Ruinil blushed wildly, embarrassed at her own disability and at her own awkwardness. She continued shyly, "Bartuc...? What am I to you...? What are you to me...? ... I feel... I know you... But no memories..."
Ruinil stopped and turned to look Bartuc in the eyes, her cheeks were a bright red and the tips of her ears burned.
I'll get a post up here real soon
@Zelosse if I was being "playful" I wouldn't be glaring at you
@Zelosse*deep growl* ಠ_ಠ)
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That's how we like it.
*high-fives templar*
(is jokes)
ಠ_ಠ) ..... GET TO WORK.
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