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So I'm not cool enough to do it, but I think a Pokemon based Nation RP would be cool. Jussayin.
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So I'm not cool enough to do it, but I think a Pokemon based Nation RP would be cool. Jussayin.
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9 yrs ago
[@Xandrya] I'm so sorry to hear that! :[ It's the most heart breaking thing to lose one of those little guys. I hope you'll be okay.
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10 yrs ago
Rescued a baby squirrel yesterday. They're so FLUFFY. <3
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10 yrs ago
Uncle falls from a ladder, mother has heart attack. What next, June? Bring it on, asshole.
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10 yrs ago
Today is a day of sadness. It is the day I quit partaking of the drink of my lord and savior, Lord Coffee Bean. I shall be very grumpy for the next three weeks.
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Fandoms/Genres I like to roleplay
Games
- Pokemon
- League of Legends
- Golden Sun
Books
- Harry Potter
- Eragon
- Percy Jackson
Genres/Other
I'm all about that fantasy. I can mix it with other genres, such as sci-fi, slice of life, etc. but I generally stick to fantasy settings. As long as something supernatural or mystical is afoot, I'm interested. I generally like adventure, exploration, and conversation more than action and fighting in my roleplays as long as everyone is having a good time. I enjoy tabletop RPGs such as Dungeons & Dragons, Scion, Dungeon World, and Ryuutama.
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Hahaha, from wheelchair, to fae, to soccer player XD I love it. I'll try to get a post out tomorrow.
Was only able to get one out for Emily today, but the next round of posts that come up I'll write for Leo. :] Sorry for it being somewhat long winded, but Emily is sort of a stuck up girl and I love writing it XD
Emily sat straight backed in her chair inside the Western Philosophy class, a normal and comfortable posture for her, while other students around her slouched in their chairs, scribbled in their notebooks and generally defiled the meaning of being a student. She noticed such things out of the corner of her eye, but she focused her efforts on taking organized and detailed notes, color-coded and alphabetized. Her bag sitting on the floor next to her weighed nearly sixty pounds, filled with leather-bound notebooks for each of her individual classes.
Even though Emily attempted to be the picture of perfection, she couldn't help but to glance over her shoulder every so often at Alana, who she knew through her mentor, Sir Edward. That girl was very much Emily's senior, but for some reason Emily got odd vibes from her, though Emily maintained the code of seniority out of respect. Right now, however, Alana kept staring off in the direction of something else...
Emily's stormy gray eyes followed the course of Alana's gaze and they met with a boy. Emily hadn't thought of Alana as being lovestruck over some feminine looking boy with an odd earring, which made him look rather somewhat peculiar. Her senior's attitude was weird, and perhaps it was nothing more than a trivial fancy, but something about the boy stuck with her. Emily wasn't one to give her attentions to men, nor they to her, but she felt the hairs on her neck stand on end whenever she gazed at him for more than a moment.
He was either a trifle, or a puzzle, or both. Sir Edward would want to know about Alana's behavior today, that much was sure. Emily turned to refocus her full attention on her education, even if this class was droll.
It wasn't too much later that Emily shut her leather-bound notebook as that bore of a Professor, Hans Glemin, let the class go. Instinctively, Emily grabbed for her intricately carved mahogany handled umbrella, that was oh-so-much more useful than just to keep one's self from getting soaked in the rain that blanketed the area of Neworth at times. It was a family heirloom, functioned as an excellent cane, but most importantly of all it was her wand, the instrument with which she performed all of her magic, and her most treasured possession.
Sweeping out of the class was easy, even amidst the throng. Her family's status naturally parted the proverbial sea before her, and she made her way quickly to the library, where her mentor was sure to be lurking. Just outside the double doors, she made sure to smooth over her attire, which still looked miraculously meticulous even at this hour, and ran a hand over her hair to tuck one misplaced strand back into it's rightful place. She pushed quietly on the doors, and was greeted by Sir Edward lounging there, looking like he owned the place. As well he should! He had more power than any of these simpletons, and possessed more intellect than even the most esteemed professors who tried to preach their foolishness during each class.
Gathering herself, she greeted her mentor. “Hello, sir. How are you doing today?”
Even though Emily attempted to be the picture of perfection, she couldn't help but to glance over her shoulder every so often at Alana, who she knew through her mentor, Sir Edward. That girl was very much Emily's senior, but for some reason Emily got odd vibes from her, though Emily maintained the code of seniority out of respect. Right now, however, Alana kept staring off in the direction of something else...
Emily's stormy gray eyes followed the course of Alana's gaze and they met with a boy. Emily hadn't thought of Alana as being lovestruck over some feminine looking boy with an odd earring, which made him look rather somewhat peculiar. Her senior's attitude was weird, and perhaps it was nothing more than a trivial fancy, but something about the boy stuck with her. Emily wasn't one to give her attentions to men, nor they to her, but she felt the hairs on her neck stand on end whenever she gazed at him for more than a moment.
He was either a trifle, or a puzzle, or both. Sir Edward would want to know about Alana's behavior today, that much was sure. Emily turned to refocus her full attention on her education, even if this class was droll.
It wasn't too much later that Emily shut her leather-bound notebook as that bore of a Professor, Hans Glemin, let the class go. Instinctively, Emily grabbed for her intricately carved mahogany handled umbrella, that was oh-so-much more useful than just to keep one's self from getting soaked in the rain that blanketed the area of Neworth at times. It was a family heirloom, functioned as an excellent cane, but most importantly of all it was her wand, the instrument with which she performed all of her magic, and her most treasured possession.
Sweeping out of the class was easy, even amidst the throng. Her family's status naturally parted the proverbial sea before her, and she made her way quickly to the library, where her mentor was sure to be lurking. Just outside the double doors, she made sure to smooth over her attire, which still looked miraculously meticulous even at this hour, and ran a hand over her hair to tuck one misplaced strand back into it's rightful place. She pushed quietly on the doors, and was greeted by Sir Edward lounging there, looking like he owned the place. As well he should! He had more power than any of these simpletons, and possessed more intellect than even the most esteemed professors who tried to preach their foolishness during each class.
Gathering herself, she greeted her mentor. “Hello, sir. How are you doing today?”
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Nana was carefully set into her cradle, with much help from Hideyaki-san and a few other employees of the Echo Game corporation. Before pulling the visor down on it, she gave her butler a smile, which he returned and gave her hand a squeeze. “I love you Hideyaki.” Nana whispered as she held his hand tight. “I love you too, little bee.” She heard his deep and somber voice reply before she was swept away in a blur of colors.
The intense amount of white was the first thing that threw Nana off-guard and caused her to stumble a bit, the second thing was she realized she was standing. Standing! Her long, slender legs tapered off into hooves, shocking her initially even though she had asked for this race. She tried to move her left leg forward and wobbled on the first step, but soon she was prancing around in the corner of the room excitedly, her dusky gray hair flowing behind her. She didn't care who saw, blast them all!
She reflexively ducked down when a female voice shouted across the enclosed space, slightly echoing off of the sterile white walls. Nana had no idea who the lady at the other end was, but Nana hoped she never got on her bad side while in the game. That was when Nana noticed everyone clustered around the backpacks, and a bright pink fabric caught her eye. It wasn't her favorite color, but it reminded her of something...
Coming closer, carefully moving through the throng, Nana found herself at 9. The Pink Backpack, and she had been right. One of her favorite cartoon characters faces was plastered on it, and Nana picked it up, mouthing under her breath, “Swiper no Swiping!” She couldn't suppress a small giggle as she hugged the backpack to her. This was the perfect backpack for her, or so she thought. Adventures! Fun! Possibly a talking map... Nana tried to peer through one of the flaps but to no avail. It was securely shut for now, and the rest of the people were milling about choosing, and sometimes nudging each other out of the way of backpacks.
The intense amount of white was the first thing that threw Nana off-guard and caused her to stumble a bit, the second thing was she realized she was standing. Standing! Her long, slender legs tapered off into hooves, shocking her initially even though she had asked for this race. She tried to move her left leg forward and wobbled on the first step, but soon she was prancing around in the corner of the room excitedly, her dusky gray hair flowing behind her. She didn't care who saw, blast them all!
She reflexively ducked down when a female voice shouted across the enclosed space, slightly echoing off of the sterile white walls. Nana had no idea who the lady at the other end was, but Nana hoped she never got on her bad side while in the game. That was when Nana noticed everyone clustered around the backpacks, and a bright pink fabric caught her eye. It wasn't her favorite color, but it reminded her of something...
Coming closer, carefully moving through the throng, Nana found herself at 9. The Pink Backpack, and she had been right. One of her favorite cartoon characters faces was plastered on it, and Nana picked it up, mouthing under her breath, “Swiper no Swiping!” She couldn't suppress a small giggle as she hugged the backpack to her. This was the perfect backpack for her, or so she thought. Adventures! Fun! Possibly a talking map... Nana tried to peer through one of the flaps but to no avail. It was securely shut for now, and the rest of the people were milling about choosing, and sometimes nudging each other out of the way of backpacks.
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Awww, too bad it didn't come in blue hahaha XD I'm going to throw up a post before I get super busy today.
EDIT: taking some liberties and making Nana change into her fae appearance now, if that's okay haha.
EDIT: taking some liberties and making Nana change into her fae appearance now, if that's okay haha.
I freaking love the chubby chocobo XD I ride that mount in FFXIV ARR all the time.
I'm sorta busy today, but I will be finding some time to write, even if they are semi-small posts. :]
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*flips table* DGFGDFGD I'm writing as fast as I cannnnnnnnnn
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Oh my god Nana so calls the Dora the Explorer Pink one XD hahahaha that's awesome.
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