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24 days ago
Current Happy Pride 2026!
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26 days ago
Burned out...
28 days ago
Bouncing back and forth, mentally, in a world of Dark Urbancore Fantasy.
2 mos ago
Even when in the middle of creating an original demon species codex for Devil May Cry, I get bored. @SporkoBug, heed my call! XD
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At Work on a diceless, DND-Type Story with elements from Journey to the West, Black Myth WuKong, Investiture of the Gods, and more Chinese Classics!
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ANGElBiTES
Geek | Gamer | ISFP (The Adventurer) | Music-Lover | Daydreamer | Writer
Taurus | 28 | Female (Tomboy) | She/Her | Bisexual | EST


Name: Bre.
Aliases: Angel, Elle ("L"), Panda, Kinoko, Princess, KiKi, or Rae.
Birthday: May 15.
Ethnicity: Caucasian + African-American.
Ancestry: English, Irish, Polish, German, and South-West African.
Relationship Status: Taken (5 Years of Happiness)

Sources of Writing: Apple Notebook, Windows 11 Personal Desktop, and iPhone 11.
Programs Used for Writing: Google Docs and Apple Notes.
Years of Experience: 13.
RP Level: All. It varies on health/mental state, knowledge, and time.
Commitment/Dedication Level: Very High.
Current Job: Sr. Canine Coach.
Educ: Diploma + Bachelor's (Computer Info Systems in Web & Digital Media) - possibly Associate's (Arts in English). Might take community courses!

Personality: Ambiverted, Caring/Compassionate, Understanding, Affectionate, Friendly, Honest, Imaginative, Artistic, Perceptive, Open-Minded, Funny (in my own way, apparently), Confident, Strong-willed, Feisty, Sisterly, Perfectionist, Organized, Protective, Loyal, Stubborn, Tomboyish, Determined, Opportunistic, Sarcastic, Obsessive (somewhat), and Easily Distracted.
Habits, Tics, and Quirks: Using Accents (Australian, Russian, British, German, and Kiwi), ADHD, ’Experience-Taking’, Asperger's Syndrome (don’t worry, I’m highly functional).
I must warn you that, when it comes to the works, I tend to be a little preoccupied, or hyper-fixated, with the ones I'm already into. If I lose interest in a story within play, it may either be a short-term writer's block, or if it's time for me to recommend something else. 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. I'll do the same.
It's annoying when people become invisible, miraculously appear out of nowhere, and complain, once they find a story cancelled.

Close Peeps: @Jazz [@DestinyStar] [@Tajjus] @MegaraFoxfire @SporkoBug @MegaMatt ZX

Basic Comforts:
1. Primarily 1x1, since 'time' and 'waiting' are not really me.
2. Mostly female OCs - but I'm flexible :)
3. OCxOC, CanonxOC & (rarely) CanonxCanon. I can play various canons for both of the two.
4. FxF, MxF, MxM, NBxBinary, NBxNB, Other Genders & Null. Mostly leaning into dominant-roles.
5. All up for Poly & Mono-relationship dynamics!
6. Both thread & PM, but stories with strong adult content belong in the PM.
7. Faceclaims are preferable for live-action OCs, for visual purposes.
8. Open to dark themes (drugs, abuse, etc.), but NO pedophilia or bestiality (except for anthros).
9. Smut-only, slice-of-life, and rushed story-lines are (also) a big NO!

Genres - Action, Adventure, Anime, Animation, Comedy, Crime, Drama, Family, Fantasy, Historical Fiction, Horror, Mystery, Psychological, Romance, Sci-Fi, Superhero, Thriller & Western
Themes - Coming of Age, Cult Classic, Epic, Girl Power, Dystopian, High School, Extraterrestrial, Cyberpunk, Martial Arts, Zombie, Medieval, Post-Apocalypse, Supernatural & Familial Bonding

RP SPACE : FULL
INTEREST CHECK : CLOSED


Music: '80s-'00s Heavy Metal/Rock, Industrial, House/Electronic-Dance, Alternative, Pop, R&B, Latina, '90s-'00s Hip-Hop/Rap & Trap. I'm also a sucker for Nightcore & Nerdcore!

AC/DC, Halestorm, Queen, Manowar, Little V Mills, Avril Lavigne, Megan Thee Stallion, K/DA, Mick Gordon, Friedrich Habetler, Jonathan Young, Kim Petras, Falconshield, Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Ava Max, Kesha, Dua Lipa, Little Mix, Rustage, Daddyphatsnaps, Demi Lovato, Nicki Minaj, Pitbull, FabvL, JT Music, and more!




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Saeril, in the distance, in front of the crowd, was devastated at hearing this. This wasn't right, and even she knew about that. That mountain will become Thorin's undoing, as well as the horrid fate for Laketown. Taking one long glance at Kili, she looked down and shook her head in devastation before walking off into the crowd.

The next morning, as the company was getting ready to leave for the Lonely Mountain on a barge, they had the weapons provided as they loaded their supplies, along with armor.

Saeril decided she wasn't going; for the sake of the townspeople, she wasn't going. She would rather die with them, rather than see it crumble from a mountaintop. For the brothers, why was there no shame within them to see it happen? This wasn't how she wanted it to be. Not for her, not for them. For her to believe that this will be her last glance to see them, she sat about a foot away from them on a step of the pier, and watched them with hurt, and her hood up.
"All of you! Listen to me; you must listen! Have you forgotten what happened to Dale? Have you forgotten those who died in the firestorm? And for what purpose? The blind ambition of a Mountain King, so riven by greed, he could not see beyond his own desire!", Bard sternly told the people of Laketown, wanting them to see the true picture of Thorin's plan.

However, the bargeman was below the Master, and the mention of his own ancestor brought an inner anger inside himself. He saw the reality, the people didn't; not to mention the Mayor. "You have no right; no right to enter that mountain!", Bard angrily told the Dwarven prince.
Saeril was looking about town to find at least a hint of a weed, or a certain plant she could use to tend to Kili's wound. However, right before she was about to turn a corner, a controversy near the Mayor's house made her instantly stop in her tracks. Elvish ears were no mistake, so by pushing her way through the crowd, her eyes widened once she came next to the house of the Master. Perfect to be in the company's eyesight. For once, she felt betrayed that Kili didn't keep his promise.

Now, the she-elf was dissapointed in the brothers, especially the youngest. She breathed deeply through her nose as she tensed, shaking her head in dissapproval. Even while the crowd was cheering, Saeril wasn't liking it, and it only made her worried. Even if she knew that Kili and Fili followed Thorin, it was not going to end well for the townspeople, and clearly, the king wasn't in his right mind at the moment; she could sense it.

"Death!", Bard's voice shouted from amongst the crowd as he made his way towards Thorin. "That is what you’ll bring upon us: dragonfire and ruin. If you awaken that beast, it will destroy us all", he tried to warn the dwarf Prince.
Saeril didn't move from her spot, only to just in amusement when her godson made room for her. Whether if he knew it or not, his injury had to remain covered, so she stayed where she was. Scanning his young Dwarven facials, where he had no beard, she lightly smoothed a hand on his cheek, to his lower jaw. There was pity in her luminous eyes, and she wanted to help him so badly, the she-elf feared about his upcoming fate, more than anything in her entire Elven life.

Making up her mind, Saeril looked at the injury on his leg, and back up to him. "I'll go grab some medicine", she quietly told him. "We'll quickly tend to it, and we'll be on our way", the she-elf bored her eyes at him, a motherly glare. "Stay here", it was serious. Standing up to her full height, Saeril covered her face with her hood, and before anybody noticed, she slipped out. What she didn't know, was that they made their slip as soon as she left.
Saeril made a quiet, frustrated groan at the company's displeasure in such weapons. Stubbornness kills them all; it was in their Dwarvish blood. Not to say that they are the only ones. The she-elf maneuvered herself so she was right in front of her injured godson, already expressing such pity, and silent fear within her eyes, already knowing what this wound would do to him later on, if not treated immediately. But she couldn't do it in front of the company, for the sake of Kili not to be a let-down. She understood his predicament, and she felt his pain. Kneeling down to his level, she was careful to block the sight of his leg to anyone, and placed a hand on top of his rested one.

"You can't leave", Bard protested. "What did you say?", Dwalin demanded of receiving such a threat. anger. "There are spies watching this house, and probably every dock and wharf in the town. We must wait till nightfall", he explained whike looking out the window.
"Then this journey was all for nothing", Fili added to his little brother's wonder. He worried, yes, along with his uncle to find the hidden door. Worse, both his and Kili's dream to see the mountain for the first time, would be diminished. They had to keep their spirits up, despite the fact that Kili was injured. However, he noticed that his brother was paler than usual, and that was what worries him most. He was almost as pale as their godmother, or worse, paler than death. He couldn't think this way; it was his dream to not give up.

The she-elf was standing near the window, looking out, being quieter than usual; as if she was never there with them. Bard was quiet for a moment before he began to walk away. "Wait here", he told them before disappearing out of the house, towards his boat, and reels out the weapons from underneath. He laid them out, and the company gathered round to pick them out, though they frowned and muttered under their breaths when they realised they were crudely fashioned, and not what they were expecting at all.
"What's this?", asked Fili, picking up something that looked like a harpoon.
"A pike hook", Bard answered, "Made from an old harpoon."
Later, the company sat by the fire to dry themselves off as Bard gave them dry clothes. "They may not be the best fit, but they’ll keep you warm", Saeril took some of the clothes from Tilda, and helped pass them around, especially for the brothers. She did hear with her elf ears that Kili was in pain, but she didn't want to make herself too worried. Right now, all she did was silently pray to Mahal that the poison wouldn't kick in, until they got to the mountain. If Thorin finds out, Kili's dream, as well as his heart, will be crushed. The last thing she and Fili needed, was a very depressed young Durin.

"You speak as if you were there", Bard frowned slightly, standing behind Thorin, Balin, and the Hobbit.
Bard hugged back his only two beautiful daughters, Tilda and Sigrid, while Saeril pulled down her hood, but keeping her cloak on, (what's to say? She can't take it off). The house was warm and cozy, albeit small. It was totally different to the Shire, and there isn't a speck of any riches in sight; it's almost as if there was hardly any money in this harbor at all.

Their father peered out the window to make sure that the spies weren't watching anymore, eventually nodding to his son. "Bain, get them in", he murmured. The boy headed down to the toilet and rapped three times on the wall to give the dwarves the signal. Dwalin's head rose up, eyes narrowed at the young boy. "If you speak of this to anyone, I'll rip your arms off!" the dwarf hissed at him, slapping his hand away when he tried to help. "Up there!", the boy pointed to where they should go, pulling a shivering Bilbo up after Dwalin.
"Follow me", the bargeman told the company as Saeril was right behind him, still having her hood up. Bard began to lead them through the town center when they are met by a young boy. "Da, our house! It’s being watched", he told him in a panic. This wasn't going to work. They had to find another way in. Laketown's spies made their round to pass news of Bard arriving home, as he walks home with Bain and the she-elf following while the company was nowhere in sight. Before he enters the house, he whistles before tossing a piece of bread to the two fishermen in a boat below them. "You can tell the Master I’m done for the day", he said to them before entering.
"Have a heart, my friend", Saeril spoke up as she approached the pair from her position. "People need to eat, and food is scarce", she tried to persuade him, but the guards were picking up the barrels and began to tip them. She had to be quick, since she did remember Kili and Bilbo hiding in there. If they get caught, Mahal only knows. "Once people hear that you are dumping fish back in the lake, the riots will start. Tell me, will it be your problem then?", the she-elf grilled at Alfrid, almost exposing her face when standing near them.
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