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2 yrs ago
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2 yrs ago
Finding good lines from your older RPs and seeing your current writing ability shining through in its early stages is such a good feeling.
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5 yrs ago
I love when I feel motivated to write so much 😍🥰
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6 yrs ago
All my recent RP's are in PM's so if any of my old writing pals are checking out my page make sure to hit me up 'cause I'm still here!
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7 yrs ago
IM BAAAAAAACK!!!!!!
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Hey guys! I'm Aces Away, you can call me Ace or Aces!

I was a member of Roleplayerguild before that crash or whatever where all our stuff was erased. I've been RPing since I was like...I think about 13 or so. I'm 27 currently.

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Anrah blanched as the metallic smell hit her nose, her stomach twisting even more; this time in anticipation for nourishment. 'This is horrible! Who in their right mind would crave blood!' she thought with a snarl. 'This would be better if I had lost my humanity along with my life, and then this wouldn't bother me...' She thought back to when she first arrived and was biting her lip. She herself hadn't drawn any blood...but she knew she needed it...and...it's already there so it's not like she could help whoever this blood came from...and besides...she has to survive for...

'Survive for Who?' She wondered. She tried thinking back but all that came to her was a dull throb that turned worse the more she tried to remember until it felt as though there were drums beating in her head. She looked up at the bowls of blood and the throb ebbed away slightly as she contemplated taking a cup and filling it with the crimson life. She stood slowly, using the wall for support until she had brought herself up to her full height. She pushed off of the wall and made her way passed De Winters. She stopped before reaching the table and wondered at why the woman hasn't taken a seat herself.

'Well, she's obviously old fashioned, probably is used to seats being pulled out for her.' Anrah scoffed internally at that. A woman stuck in old ways was sure to clash with her. 'But I don't want to leave my back open to her...it would be best to get her to sit...would she even sit if another woman brought the chair out for her? Is that even why she isn't sitting or am I over thinking things?...Ah, what the hell.' Anrah finished making her way to the table and pulled the open seat between Viorica and the guy she called Christof. With a swallow that seemed to take her pride with it, Anrah looked to De Winters.

"Miss...De Winters..." Her stomach twisted at being so close to the blood and not consuming any. "It seems we've been a bit rude and not opened to you your spot at the table...If you do not mind another woman pulling out your chair as opposed to the two already sitting men...would you like to take a seat?" Anrah was disgusted with herself but the faster De Winters sat, the faster she could sit and sate this craving.
Anrah was the last besides De Winter to follow Viorica. The feeling to submit was really beginning to bother her and she felt extremely on edge. She had felt De Winter's calculating gaze on her and tried to act as though it didn't bother her.

When they reached the new room, Anrah watched as Angel gave her questions to the woman and made sure to be ready to get between them in case things go south. She didn't sit. She stood with her back to a wall so that no one could sneak up on her. She couldn't help but wonder if she was this paranoid in life.

She had to admit that the two women's laughs alone set her on edge, but going about with no memories or ideas on how she became who she was just left her feeling all the more defenseless.

Her inner musings were brought to an abrupt halt as her stomach gave a particularly hard twist. She couldn't help the groan that escaped her lips as she clutched her stomach, doubling over and sliding down against the wall as the pain wouldn't cease. Her eyes were twisted shut but it seemed nothing could curb this feeling of her stomach tearing itself apart.
Anrah stayed in her crouched position as the other two...victims introduced themselves. Her right fingers were firmly pressing into the pulse- or lack thereof- on her right rist. She didn't introduce herself.

They weren't the killers? But they were...vampires? She felt the fangs cutting into her lip as she chewed it in contemplation and anger. She was a vampire too? Did she and the other too intrude on their...nest? What would vampires call it?

Her hand slipped from her rust and she stood up, crossing her arms and glaring at De Winter through her lashes. She wants to keep what little information she has of herself, to herself.

"I'm Kaley. " she lied, never relieving her glare.
Ok that was all typed on mobile so if there are errors please point them out
Ugh...I'm starving...What happened?...where am I...and...who am I?...I...I don't even remember my own name...What happened to me?!...why the he'll can't I remember anything?...should I open my eyes?...I hear voices...but they aren't familiar...would I even know if they were?...wake up, girl...c'mon...wake up...Anna?...Ahhhhh...Ahhnnn...Anrah! Wake up Anrah!!!

She woke with a groan and pushed her body up from the floor. Looking around to let her eyes adjust, Anrah heard the last part of a girl's question. She went nod along, wanting to know about the hunger, where she was, who she was with. The nod was cut short however as a pain rushed through her head faster than she could say 'ow'.

She looked around again, her vision clear and her hand holding her throbbing head. There were two women standing rather regally, staring down at them. Them...There were two others; both looked older than her, both looking genuinely scared. So at least she wasn't alone there.

The girl who had backed herself into a wall gained Anrah's attention. An instinct had Anrah moving in between the girl and the two women. 'So I guess I'm protective...that's nice to know.' she thought before tensing her muscles and staring the women down.

"I think we all deserve some answers, and hopefully those will fill up or blank spaces. But if you're kidnappers or murderers I can guarantee that any attacks will not end well. For any of us." Her glare was sharp and she had a feeling that to anyone but these two women, it would have been intimidating.

Anrah wouldn't admit it, nor would she show it now that she had someone to put before her needs-'Seriously why am I protecting someone I don't even know?'-but Anrah was terrified. There was an sir surrounding the women that made Anrah want to submit and bow to them, and she had a feeling that wasn't in her normal character.

Still blocking the women from the girl against the wall, Anrah spoke up again. "So how is this going to go down? Questions answered or bloody knuckles?"
I could try to do a post through mobile but just thinking of the errors makes me cringe
I'll be able to post during my program tomorrow afternoon but right now all I have is my mobile
All right, now it a up to Yuga, Gumi, and Uniwar
I guess gm couldn't make the time they thought
I'm excited to start
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