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2 mos ago
I Plan, By The End Of This Week, That I Am Able To Get Some Posts Done For My Fellow Partners. Blessed Thy Patience :)
3 mos ago
Sorry To Those That Are Waiting :( Work, College Preparations, And Replacing A Lost Phone Has Become Rather Distracting. Posts Will Come, Albeit Slower :(
4 mos ago
Inspiration Is On The Down-Low, Due To A Lack Of Sleep :P For Those Waiting, Responses Will Come Soon :)
4 mos ago
I Sincerely Apologize To Those Waiting For Responses :( Things Have Gotten A Bit Slow, And I’d Hate For Y’all To Play The Waiting Game. By Next Week, I Promise You :)
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Happy 4th To Everyone In The Guild! Especially To Those Who Stood By Me For These Many Years!


Geek /|\ Gamer /|\ ISFP-INFP /|\ Music-Lover /|\ Daydreamer /|\ Writer

Name: Bre.
Aliases: Angel, Breeze, Kinoko, Panda, or Rae.
Birthday/Age: May 15. Taurus. Currently 21.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Hetero-flexible/Bi-curious.
Ethnicity: Mixed (Caucasian/African-American).
Ancestry: English, Irish, Polish, German, and South-West African.
Religion: Christian (Catholicism).
Time Zone: Eastern Standard.

Hair Color: Ombre-Blonde.
Eye Color: Dark-Brown.

Occupation(s): Student, Admin. Assistant (summer; part-time).
Major: Web and Digital Media (Graphic & Web Design).

Sources of Writing: Laptop, Desktop, and Cellphone.
Years of Experience: At least 7.
RP Level: High-Casual, depending on health/mental state and time.
Dedication Level: Very High.

Personality: Ambiverted, Caring/Compassionate, Understanding, Honest, Friendly, Imaginative, Artistic, Funny (in my own way, apparently), Confident, Strong-willed, Feisty, Sisterly, Organized, Protective, Loyal/Committed, Stubborn, Tomboyish, Determined, Obsessive (somewhat), and Easily Distracted.
Habits, Tics, and Quirks: Speaking Accents (Australian, Russian, English, and Kiwi) At Random, Hashtag Genius, OCD (brief), ADHD, ’Experience-Taking’, Autism/Asperger's Syndrome (high-functioning); in regards to this, I must warn you that, when it comes to fandoms, I tend to be a little preoccupied with the ones I'm already into. Be aware that I will not easily adapt to new fandoms; if I lose interest in a story within play, I may either have a short-term writer's block, or feel that I'd highly recommend a new story that'll keep me strongly interested. So, bear with me if I ever reject an unfamiliar idea, or suddenly suggest a new one.
Biggest RP Pet Peeve: Whereabouts and Ghosting.
Please be present and keep me updated from time to time.
It's annoying when people become invisible, miraculously appear out of nowhere, and complain, once they find a story cancelled.

~ I prefer portraying female characters, though on rare occasions, I'll take on a male role, depending on character and plot.
~ I welcome dark themes, if needed, but definitely NOT pedophilia or beastility (except for anthros).
~ I'm all-in for both homosexual and heterosexual pairings (I mostly lean towards the dominant-role, depending on the character and plot).
~ I personally consider myself to be a "professional music selector" and “casting director” for every story I’ve participated in. If you want, I'll gladly find you a tune or two, whether it's a theme or tribute, as well as find a good face for almost-any OC.

For more information on this topic, instant-transmission to my interest check!

I also love Music very badly. Music is my life(-line)!
It also helps me think better, including anything that is upbeat and can help me feel into it.
I have great taste in it, too!
Examples include:
(Skillet, Halestorm, TEAMHEADKICK, Falconshield, Amaranthe, etc.)
(Lady Gaga, Britney Spears, Little Mix, Demi Lovato, etc.)
(Nicki Minaj, FabvL, Iggy Azalea, JT Machinima, etc.)

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Minerva Malfoy

Holding onto the plate that her twin had managed to silently gesture towards, Minerva didn't hesitate to start helping herself to the many entrees that were laid out before them: Meats, fruit, stew, as well as countless sweets. It made the female Malfoy wonder on how long it would have taken to serve such an impressive feast. It was very-nearly as big as to how much their own servants would prepare during very important occasions, back home! It was clear there were hundreds to thousands of teenagers in the room, and so, it was sensible as to how much food should be served. Minerva took a sip into some of the stew. It was a new taste, considering that they was a little bit of parsley and garlic in the very substance, which seemed to only induce the flavor of the appetizer. It left Minerva mesmerized!

She was so absorbed inside the waves of culinary wonder, she wasn't aware of Draco taking glances at the brown-haired girl from back on the train. It was only at the last second that she managed to catch him, with his face spelling "contempt" and "resentment" all over. It made her slow down on her eating, to the point where her appetite started to wane. She couldn't visibly comfort him over such a manner, at this time, as such that they were very exposed. "Hey", she whispered to him, having to gently nudge her twin with her arm. "What's been grabbing your attention, Draccy?", okay, it was a very obvious question with a very obvious answer, but she didn't have a choice.

"...Very best of evenings to you, all", a male voice said, having to seemingly resonate throughout the dining hall. Minerva looked up to locate the source of the booming sound, only to find a man, quite elderly, with a long beard behind a podium. This must be the headmaster. "First off, let me introduce the newest member of our staff, Horace Slughorn, who has agreed to resume his old post as Potions Master. Meanwhile, the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts will be taken by Professor Snape", Minerva figured that these were announcements, shortly before frowning, once he mentioned about this man named Snape. She remembered that he attended the Death Eater meetings that she and Draco were forced to be a part of, and that it was he who would ensure that their task was successful; a very inhumane task.

"As you know, each and every one of you were searched upon your arrival here tonight, and you have the right to know why. Once, there was a young man and, like you, he sat in this very hall, walked this castle's corridors, slept under its roof. You see, to all the world, his name was Tom Riddle. Today, of course, is known by another name, which is why as I stand, looking out upon you all tonight, I'm reminded of that sobering fact. Every day, every hour, this very minute, dark forces can attempt to penetrate this castle's walls. But in the end, that greatest you. Just something to think about", and Minerva did think about it, having to silently look down at her fingers, before glancing at Draco. " off to bed", was the closing statement, and everyone around them, just got up and exiting the room on cue. "Do we have to go through with this?", she whispered to her twin; lingering fear and hesitance in her whimpering voice.

She caught sight of the brunette in the distance...

Lochila Laufeysdottir

Lochila looked upon the man, sitting in the grand high chair that once belonged to the Allfather. For anyone who sat upon the throne, it was the heirs of the great Odin himself, of whom passed away in a time where Asgard's very balance began to tip. Since then, the children of the once-king have went their separate ways, to the point where they started to rarely speak to each other. Heimdall once had a grasp over the deities of Asgard, in times of strife, but not even the much-needed wisdom from Frigga herself can calm the temperamental tension that now managed to separate the once-inseparable siblings; Tyr, Balder, and Aldrif chose exile, Loki ends up imprisoned, and Lochila lingered lost in the shadows of the now-crowned Thor, whose very presence has loomed over the two women before him.

Like any good subject, or so it was said, the raven-haired goddess crossed an arm over her chest, and kneeled before the man, at the foot of the chair. "My king...", she began, having to pause on her words for a second. "My brother", the woman stood back up to her full height, from next to Torunn. "Lord of Thunder; god of rain; bringer of storms. Torunn, Thor Odinson", she introduced the girl to the blonde man. There was a glint of guilt coming from the goddess, along with a lingering sadness.

Thor Odinson

The blonde man had a glare that was ever piercing, as if he had sorts of feelings within them, along with a bit of an intimidating fierceness to him. He stood up from the grand chair, where the sun shined from him, which seemed to miraculously erase all of signs of intimidation, and replace them with gentle humbleness; altogether, majestic. "Lochila; dear sister of mine. I have summoned you, as our call seems to have been answered before our very eyes", he said, a deep voice that seemed to show that very fierceness and gentleness all at once, as he gestured to the sword in the girl's hand. "My daughter..."
Yeah, I should have probably asked first.
So sorry about that :(
I got a bit carried away with my post.
It was indeed that time to expand their training -- by attending a very special that only a few ever knew existed. According to Aizawa, it was a very special place; one that would help the students find some common ground, in getting to understand their own quirks better. It was built with perfect terrain, and it was also in a position that made it isolated from society. What really got their attention was that very special people will be joining them on their journey of self-discovery.

Nensu wasn't sure what to expect, but it sounded exciting, as it fueled her curiosity. She managed to talk to Shoto the other day about a possible visit they could make with their mother. Of course, after a few phases, within a day, her twin relented, albeit with some relucatance, although Nensu promised to be by his side.

The teenaged girl was sitting by the window, next to Midoriya, considering that she really couldn't say "no" to him, considering the deep bond she had miraculously built with him. She smiled at his question.
"I don't know. Some extra training, I'll imagine".
She gave an honest answer, having to know that it won't be all fun and games, like any normal summer.

Momo was sitting next to Hiems, having to give into the awkwardness between them, in spite of the noise going around the bus. When she pulled the other out of the station that night, the raven-haired girl remembered that she let the night engulf them, when they walked outside. The last thing she knew, was the physical contact when she briefly kissed him, and held his hand.
Nensu continued to wonder whether if mentioning this kind of matter to Shoto would be a good idea. A part of her says that it could deepen the scar that was laid upon her brother, but then, confronting the past would possibly calm the twins down.
“I’ll talk to him, Midoriya. Hopefully, all of us will find peace”.
The dual-haired teen laid her cheek against the top of the boy’s head, having to find the security she needed, for such a matter. Nensu could at least find peace in the moment, before she could eventually seek out her twin.
“I hear the park is lovely, at this time, where the stars shine the brightest”.
She said, suggesting such a thing could perhaps take her mind off of these... conflicting thoughts.
It wouldn’t be pointless, if we forgot :)
But to answer your question, I believe that it was I, who ran into your thread, and requested a story :)
I believe they would be on their way to summer camp.
Or was it the pool?
Shadow looked at Yami, as she was able to earn his consent to act, by means of helping Mokuba see reason, and perhaps get him to calm down, and think about what he was doing. Looking into his eyes, the genie's red ones started to slightly glow, having to gaze into his very soul; something that Mokuba would be able to feel, as if she was passing within his very body. Even though she wasn't literally doing so, Shadow was reaching out towards the shadow part of his very being. 'I know you can hear me, child', her voice going to him in a whisper. Even though he can't see her, the boy can most-definitely hear her.

'I know that your brother is most-important to you. As his fellow kin, you would do anything for him. But you must see the bigger picture, Mokuba Kaiba. Pegasus is not what he seems and, even though your gut says for you to take him head-on, your heart can't reach Seto through theft and sabotage. Your life is just as in danger, as is your brother. Please, allow Yugi to help you. Allow us to help you. Pegasus can’t take us all, at once'.

Her persuasion power was in effect, after tapping into the boy's shadow-half. Eventually, she managed to let Mokuba go from her supernaturally-piercing gaze, allowing him to finally let out a breath.
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