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2 mos ago
Current It's been a week since I watched 365 DNI and recorded a podcast episode on it but I'm still having nightmares where dude walks up behind me and goes "are you lost bby gurl" in his Gru voice. #SendHelp
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3 mos ago
I'm a 28 year old woman & you bet your butts I'll be reading Midnight Sun on August 4th. Twilight was my YA gateway as a teen & I'm not ashamed to say I like them, despite how poorly written they are
5 mos ago
I don't understand why my library is not closing when county court and neighboring county governments are shutting down. My director would rather serve the germy public than protect his employees
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8 mos ago
I watched all of The Witcher yesterday. Casting for Geralt and Yennifer were amazing and honestly, Jaskier is fantastic as well. Definitely a little campy but it works. I enjoyed it.
8 mos ago
Definitely Parent Trap. I prefer the Jodie Foster Freaky Friday, and the Lindsay Lohan Parent Trap is amazing.
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She looked ahead, seeing the palace, biting her bottom lip as they moved into the village, people coming to the side of the road to wave and bow. She took a deep breath and then glanced back at him. "I think the people that I'm recalling are my parents," she said gently then bit her bottom lip. "Perhaps we could contact them to find out if I remember them or not," she suggested, unaware of her parent's death in the past few years, or that the kingdom she was to inherit had fallen into disrepair and broken factions. Her childhood home was no longer a whole kingdom. "And no...I don't remember what they looked like...I think...the woman had the same hair color as me, which is why I think they were my parents, but I don't know anything else," she said miserably then sighed as they rode further into the village surrounding the palace, the cottages turning into two story shops and finer homes for the town's more affluent members. Guards stood at a gate that they passed under and soon they were in the inner courtyard of his palace.

She glanced up at the towering structure then took a deep breath, not even trying to hop down off the horse, thanks to her injured ankle. Servants were stopping in their tracks, looking wide eyed at their newfound King as he entered with a strange girl, and nobles were looking on crossly, as if he were being inappropriate but no one said anything to him. He was a King after all, and such men were not to be questioned. At least not so openly.

"Your palace is very beautiful," she remarked, eyes wide as she drank it all in.
She grimaced at his tone, as he told her that he was not mistaken, and further explained how he knew the truth of her origins, even if she did not. She flushed as he held her against him, gasping at how fast they were riding through the forest, down a well beaten path back toward civilization. His name sounded familiar, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly why it did. Then he started asking questions, and they were questions she had no answer for.

"I don't know why I don't recall anything, only that I don't. It's like some cloud is hanging over that part of my memory, and I can't see through it..and I...I vaguely recall two people dressed in fine robes...I was a small child, and I recall a woman calling for me as I ventered into the wood, but that's it...I remember nothing else...not until an hour or two ago...I was just laying in the middle of the forest...I don't know how I got there, what happened between those's all darkness..." she answered, shaking her head, trying to remember, only for her head to ache, the harder she pressed through that fog. She sighed. "I'm sorry..."
Catriona gasped as he swept her up into his arms then looked wide eyed at the man holding her and then at the trio of men observing her skeptically. None of this seemed real...and yet, this stranger holding her was adamant that she was a princess. Saying nothing, she just tucked her head down into the shoulder of the prince carrying her and let him take her wherever he could. After all, he seemed to know more about her than she knew of herself.

As they situated on his horse and took off, she glanced at him then the passing landscape, the thick forest giving way to fields and pastures. It was beautiful. She glanced at the stranger who said he knew her and flushed. "Forgive me....but I don't know your name...." she said softly, flushing with embarrassment. She should know his name. Her gut told her that she should, and yet, her mind could only draw blanks as to what it was.

Was she truly a princess? His betrothed? It seemed right but the more she tried to recall, the more her head ached as if there was some invisible force stopping her from remembering. "I know I should know it, but I dont...and your men seemed rather...angry...perhaps you are mistaken about me," she whispered.
She watched him come closer, the look on his face, being one of confusion and shock. She didn't understand why he was looking at her like that, and watched as he finally moved so close there seemed to be only a hair's breath between them. Others came riding up, dogs barking but everything seemed to melt away as her gaze met his intense one, so focused on her. Princess Caitriona. Was she a princess? His eyes went to the mark on her shoulder and her necklace and then her eyes widened as he said that he thought she was his betrothed. It seemed...right.

"Betrothed?" she asked, hardly believing it. "Princess?" If she was a princess, why on earth was she dressed like this? She glanced down at her attire and then ran her hand over her birthmark before looking back at him, eyes wide at this strange revelation. She was so lost, and here he was telling her that she was some princess.

"That seems...impossible..." she said, stepping back only to cry out and nearly fall before catching herself, grabbing onto his arms to steady herself and hissing in pain. "I'm sorry..." she said and then winced again but she was far too unbalanced to let go of him.

"What's going on?" Another man spoke, having ridden up, glancing at the two, Peter and Sander before nodding his head toward the Prince and the girl dressed in rags.

"Come on now Your Highness...I'm sure the lass is fine...we've a boar to catch...I want to impress my Moira," he chuckled, adjusting himself in the saddle before moving closer to the pair on his horse. "Your Highness..." he called again, meaning to snap the man out of his revelry.
She watched the stranger come off his horse and the dogs abated eventually, though they still eyed her with suspicion. She was grateful when they finally moved back, sitting and watching her. She slowly looked up at the man. He was tall, much taller than she was and as she stood, she realized the top of her head barely reached under his nose. His hair was the most wonderful color too and she found herself blushing when she realized she was perhaps staring too long at him. "Forgive me...I...the dogs, they startled me...the injury it's all my fault...being foolish..." she stammered out the words. They felt foreign on her tongue, as though the words hadn't ever been uttered before. She sighed and lowered her gaze, arms wrapping around her middle as she kept her head down. "As to the being lost...yes...I..." she trailed off, looking around then back at him. "I don't know what's happened. I don't know where I am...what I'm doing here...if I'm being quite honest with you...aside from my name and age, I haven't the slightest idea of anything else about me...It's's like I woke up and everything before now was some dream I can't remember...every time I try to remember, my head aches...I feel as though I've gone mad..." she admitted then bit her bottom lip, bringing her hand up to her head as if trying to force herself to remember.

"I...I suppose that you can do very little to help me remember..." she sighed, looking at him, trying to keep herself upright on the uninjured foot. "I'm sorry...I'm not meaning to be a bother. Truly I'm not..." she swore then looked around again. "It's just frustrating..." She ran her hands along the chain of her necklace, unaware of where she'd gotten it, of it's origins. Aside from the necklace was a very distinct birthmark on her shoulder, the shape of wings much like the necklace, dark brown in color, a contrast to her pale skin and visible thanks to the tears in the sleeves of her dress. There was only one person known to have possessed such a birthmark, and such a necklace, but she was unaware of that. "I know my name is Caitriona, I know I'm eighteen but everything's all one big giant blur..."
Everything was a blur. She remembered snatches of color and beauty, she knew her name, how old she was, but everything else seemed to be lost in a fog that she could not seem to clear. Her dress was brown, ripped and torn and several places, dirty from her many falls, her blonde hair braided neatly and there was no adornment on her person except for a very beautiful silver necklace, who's pendant was a diamond studded set of wings, like that of a butterfly. Where was she? What was this place? Caitriona didn't have an answer for either.

Some memories came to the surface, of a man and woman, handsomely dressed, wearing beautiful colors and jewels, fawning over her, and then darkness until a few moments ago. No matter how hard she thought, how hard she tried to recall anything, nothing occurred to her. She was disoriented, lost in a strange place, with no memory of how she had gotten to where she was.

As she walked, a sound broke through the silence of the forest. Horses, their hooves slamming into the earth, causing it to vibrate beneath her feet, the sounds of men shouting and dogs baying. She froze, glancing around the forest, trying to discern where the sounds were erupting but she didn't know. All she knew was that it was getting closer and closer.

She took off at a run, rushing through the trees, and yet the sounds only grew closer. They were frightening sounds and it only made her run faster, bare feet hitting the ground, her run almost unearthly and then that run ended suddenly as she found herself falling down a hill bank, and landing with a harsh thud in the middle of a dirt road just as horses and dogs charged toward her. The horses stopped and the dogs seemed to corner her, growling and barking. She gasped, scrambling up and away from them but they only followed and growled. Her green eyes were wide with fear at their aggressiveness toward her only to fall again as her ankle gave out, full of searing pain. She must have twisted it in her fall.
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Hello all! My name is Aelin, at least here on the internet. It also happens to be one of the greatest badass main characters in a book series. You get some cookies if you know from what book series my name adheres. Now then, I've been role playing for nearly ten years. I started eons ago on Gaia before it went to hell with those gold boosters, and have been role playing on some private servers with a couple of friends off and on since then. I prefer text based role play to the tabletop stuff as I thoroughly enjoy writing and do it as a past time, and have even published a few independent poems.

When it comes to role play style, I much prefer third person point of view. Honestly, I will not role play in any other perspective and would definitely prefer if you played in third person point of view as well. I typically write a minimum of 2 to 4 paragraphs and have a firm grasp on grammar. I would like if I could get a reply back that is at least one paragraph and legible. Text speak within a role play is a definite no-go. OOC text chat is perfectly fine but that's about the extent of it.

As far as pictures and descriptions of characters go, I do either, though if we do pictures, I'm more likely to use digital art rather than anime or real photos. I also prefer descriptions and back stories of characters to be revealed through the role play itself instead of by character skeleton. Makes it more fun that way but it is not a requirement. If you want us to do character skeletons, I will, I just prefer not to.

I do have some personal plots and generic pairings listed below. If any of them strike your fancy please contact me VIA PM only. This thread is for updates and bumping. I am willing to role play via Threads, and PMS, in that order and I will not be doing IM or Email role play. Also, please not that I am very willing to double and will welcome any ideas you might have. The worst I can say is no right? So feel free to PM me if you have an idea that you want to do.


Modern Setting
She takes drugs to take away the pain, and he drinks to do the same. Both of them have a history of violence and abuse and together are like fire and gasoline. Which one will fall first? Definitely a romance role play that also deals with abuse, poverty, drugs, and just a whole lot of other factors. Certainly one that can be complex. (18 & Up Plot ONLY)

The Lost Princess
Medieval or Medieval Fantasy Setting
Two kingdoms once lived together in peace. The Crown Princess of one and the Crown Prince of the other were betrothed from the birth of the Princess to unite their kingdoms and rule as one. The prince grew into a fine youth and the princess, younger than he was only a child when rebellion overtook the kingdom of the Princess. She barely escaped with her life disappearing into the forests between the two kingdoms, never to be seen again. Eight years later, the Prince is near he border, helping to fend his kingdom against a raiding party when he comes across a small hovel deep in the heart of the forest, so hidden he only really stumbles upon it. There he finds a young woman of beauty, quiet and shy, and with a necklace around her neck that he had given to his betrothed when she had been just a child. Where it goes from there is up for discussion. (PG13 or Mature Content Possible)

The Girl In The Tower
Medieval Fantasy Setting
Sort of a riff on Rapunzel. A young woman has spent her entire life locked away in a tower. Her innocence and purity have granted an Alchemist all of the power he desires. Her pure blood giving him the perfect ingredient for all of his potions. She is used to nothing but isolation, and pain, until a prince happens upon her tower and uses the spell that causes her hair to grow like a rope. The two form a bond over several of his visits and then one day, he helps her escape from her tower, but the powerful sorcerer is not at all pleased to learn of his prisoner’s escape. Now they must fight the forces of evil that are rising against them or forever lose one another. (PG13 or Mature Content Possible)

Arranging for Peace
Medieval Setting
Warring Chieftains of two high powered, and bordered Clans of Scotland, decide that the bloodshed must end. What better way to end the feuding than by both families creating an alliance with each other through marriage. With war being so much part of the lives of all involved, can peace come of the forced union between them? (Likely Mature Content)

The Mail-Order Bride
Wild West Setting
She was disgraced. Not by her own fault but disgraced all the same. With nowhere to turn to, she answers an advertisement for a mail-order Bride in order to escape the past and the horrors of it. She becomes wife to a widower, but her secrets don’t say buried for long, especially when the horrors return to haunt her and threaten her new home and happiness with her husband, and his family. For doubling, we could add in the widower’s sister and create a plot for her. (Likely Mature Content)

Elf x Human
DemiGod x Human
Prince x Princess
Prince x Peasant Girl
Knight x Lady
Forbidden Love
Arranged Marriage
Scottish Laird x English Lady
Hitman x Girlfriend
Bodyguard x Rich Girl
Single Mom x Single Dad
Single Dad x Nanny
Vampire (Not Twilight) x Human
Shapeshifter x Human
Hades and Persephone-esque
Western Era Setting
Medieval Fantasy Era Setting
Medieval Era Setting
English Georgian Era Setting
English Regency Era Setting
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