Working on a post right now! Sorry for the delay.
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8 yrs ago
Why is working at 4am a thing? It should not be a thing...
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8 yrs ago
Thank you, Mario, but your princess is in another castle ._.
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8 yrs ago
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you. Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye, never gonna tell a lie and hurt you. But I'll Rickroll you!
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8 yrs ago
I bake when I'm bored... Hence the tupperware container full of 75 cookies sitting on my counter.
8 yrs ago
Nothing like the rush of adrenaline after performing on stage... the aforementioned adrenaline which keeps you up for another 5 hours past your bedtime ._.
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Bio
Hello! I'm a 20 year old professional ballerina and aspiring writer. I will be attending college next fall, for a musical theatre degree, and I want to explore myself as a writer while I still have a lot of free time to write. I have been RPing since I was 13, when I started with a Harry Potter story, and I've been writing fanfiction and original work since not long after that. I consider myself to be a high casual/advanced RPer... once I start writing, it's hard for me to stop! I had an account on here many eons ago, but I lost it and decided to start anew. My fandoms include HP, Supernatural, Sherlock, Doctor Who, Firefly, Merlin, Chronicles of Narnia, LOTR, SAO, Fruits Basket, Ouran High School Host Club, Pokemon, Marvel, DC, and countless others. I also am highly interested in anything that involves medieval time periods, magical creatures and fairies, or time travel.
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I'm still here :)
Waiting for @Ariplotter to post :P I don't want you to feel rushed btw, take your time :)
Will try to get a post up tonight! Recovering from a root canal :(
Same ^^
I was waiting for the time skip, I think a few other people probably are too! @HushedWhispers let us know when you are ready to update :)
Valencia Tempest
The Quick-witted Pirate with a Gentle Heart
***
Valencia disentangled herself from Caleb and Robyn and sprang to her feet. She was fine, aside from having her pride and a few limbs bruised.
Cináed's voice floated down to them, and Valencia scowled at its all-too-familiar sound.
“It was a sound plan,” she retorted. “How were we to know that was a bridge and not just floating stones?” Valencia chastised herself inwardly for not being more observant, though. If she’d taken in her surroundings rather than focusing solely on the trench, maybe she would have noticed them.
“Perhaps instead of singeing the ends of our hair, you could help us out of here,” Valencia continued. She noticed how wet he seemed to be. “Hm. Is that where all the water in this trench went?”
Valencia was distracted by the nearest pile of beads, which were now beginning to glow. “What in…” She knelt closer to the beads; very aware of Cináed's brooding gaze. Before her very eyes, a single glowing bead began to glow brighter. It slowly levitated into the air until it reached eye level, and hung there, glowing gently.
@c3p-0h @LizLegend @jordy0403
The Quick-witted Pirate with a Gentle Heart
***
Valencia disentangled herself from Caleb and Robyn and sprang to her feet. She was fine, aside from having her pride and a few limbs bruised.
Cináed's voice floated down to them, and Valencia scowled at its all-too-familiar sound.
“It was a sound plan,” she retorted. “How were we to know that was a bridge and not just floating stones?” Valencia chastised herself inwardly for not being more observant, though. If she’d taken in her surroundings rather than focusing solely on the trench, maybe she would have noticed them.
“Perhaps instead of singeing the ends of our hair, you could help us out of here,” Valencia continued. She noticed how wet he seemed to be. “Hm. Is that where all the water in this trench went?”
Valencia was distracted by the nearest pile of beads, which were now beginning to glow. “What in…” She knelt closer to the beads; very aware of Cináed's brooding gaze. Before her very eyes, a single glowing bead began to glow brighter. It slowly levitated into the air until it reached eye level, and hung there, glowing gently.
@c3p-0h @LizLegend @jordy0403
Yay! Will work on a post tonight.
Gonna have to back out :/ my work schedule got crazy.
Here!!
I miss this :( Hope it starts up again soon
Elia heard screaming.
It wasn’t until she landed in the bed she’d last logged out in that she realized those had been her own screams.
“God. Why was that so painful?” she groaned, sitting up slowly. Everything seemed unharmed and otherwise intact; but she certainly didn’t remember ever experiencing agony like that, in all the times she’d logged in to this game.
Elia swung her legs out of bed and stood up, scrolling through her menu to make sure she still had all of her items and hadn’t lost them to whatever glitch had made logging in so painful.
Ranger’s longbow, shortbow, spear, and other various supplies she’d had in her inventory… “Everything seems to be here still,” she muttered. Elia smiled ruefully. “Aaaand I’m talking to myself again.” She closed the menu and left her room, jogging down the steps to get outside.
Firewind’s atmosphere felt so much more real than real life did, sometimes. She wondered how it was possible to create a virtual reality that almost made you never want to return to the real world.
Elia scrolled through her brief contact list, but none of the few players she’d connected with in her gaming sessions were online. Maybe it was best that she could re-acquaint herself with the game by herself, without worrying about forgetting things she should know by now, or getting killed by a low-level creature because she had forgotten how to fight.
Elia’s avatar was her own self. She understood the draw of playing as your own fictional creation, but because Firewind was completely immersive, she liked the fact that she could travel through the game as herself and become the adventurer she’d dreamed up inside her head.
Blinking, Elia realized something had been strange in her menu. She pulled it up again, scanning to find what had caught her eye. There it was: she noticed that her Messages tab was flashing. She clicked on it uncertainly.
Welcome to the fifth anniversary celebration of Firewind! I'm sure some of you might have noticed by now that friends that have died in game haven't respawned. I am sorry to tell you that they're dead, :) They won't be coming back. Firewind has become a much more realistic game than ever before. Dying in game will result in real world death.
Also, no one can log out of the game anymore. Removing the FIVR gear from your physical body in the real world will also result in death. Noticing a theme here peoples? We're going to have so much fun!!
In other news, here's what's happening. Six servers were affected with twenty-five thousand players logged onto each. If you're doing the math at home then you know that you're trapped in this wonderful, beautiful, ever evolving world with 150,000 of your closest friends. Well... except for those that have died already.
Getting to the beauty of it though, you'll be noticing some changes to the world around you as time goes on, I don't want to spoil the surprises so I'll leave them for you to discover. Otherwise there's only one other thing that you need to know. There IS a way to escape this world. There is a quest that can be completed, or an artifact that needs to be found, maybe a specific boss to destroy. If someone discovers the key, the virus I uploaded will be destroyed and you'll all be able to log out of the game.
In the meantime, have fun, and try not to die! :*
Elia’s eyes widened, and she had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Then she shook her head slowly. “Ha… Ha ha. That must be an April Fool’s Day joke. Kinda morbid, though…” She scrolled down to the logout button—only, it wasn’t there. Elia’s hands felt ice-cold.
“Gotta be a joke. They’ll put the button back once the in-game time hits April 2nd… They’ve got to.” Elia ignored the panic bubbling up in her chest and looked around to see if anyone knew what was going on.
The players milling around the main courtyard were either just now checking their messages, or looking around them with nervous smiles or worried expressions. What was going on?
Elia decided she didn’t want to be caught in the middle of some sort of panicked riot; especially if dying in the game really did result in your real body’s death. If she was going to die in here, it wouldn’t be because she got trampled by a bunch of scared gamers. Elia briskly made her way to the outskirts of the main town, avoiding the glances of anyone around her.
It wasn’t until she landed in the bed she’d last logged out in that she realized those had been her own screams.
“God. Why was that so painful?” she groaned, sitting up slowly. Everything seemed unharmed and otherwise intact; but she certainly didn’t remember ever experiencing agony like that, in all the times she’d logged in to this game.
Elia swung her legs out of bed and stood up, scrolling through her menu to make sure she still had all of her items and hadn’t lost them to whatever glitch had made logging in so painful.
Ranger’s longbow, shortbow, spear, and other various supplies she’d had in her inventory… “Everything seems to be here still,” she muttered. Elia smiled ruefully. “Aaaand I’m talking to myself again.” She closed the menu and left her room, jogging down the steps to get outside.
Firewind’s atmosphere felt so much more real than real life did, sometimes. She wondered how it was possible to create a virtual reality that almost made you never want to return to the real world.
Elia scrolled through her brief contact list, but none of the few players she’d connected with in her gaming sessions were online. Maybe it was best that she could re-acquaint herself with the game by herself, without worrying about forgetting things she should know by now, or getting killed by a low-level creature because she had forgotten how to fight.
Elia’s avatar was her own self. She understood the draw of playing as your own fictional creation, but because Firewind was completely immersive, she liked the fact that she could travel through the game as herself and become the adventurer she’d dreamed up inside her head.
Blinking, Elia realized something had been strange in her menu. She pulled it up again, scanning to find what had caught her eye. There it was: she noticed that her Messages tab was flashing. She clicked on it uncertainly.
Welcome to the fifth anniversary celebration of Firewind! I'm sure some of you might have noticed by now that friends that have died in game haven't respawned. I am sorry to tell you that they're dead, :) They won't be coming back. Firewind has become a much more realistic game than ever before. Dying in game will result in real world death.
Also, no one can log out of the game anymore. Removing the FIVR gear from your physical body in the real world will also result in death. Noticing a theme here peoples? We're going to have so much fun!!
In other news, here's what's happening. Six servers were affected with twenty-five thousand players logged onto each. If you're doing the math at home then you know that you're trapped in this wonderful, beautiful, ever evolving world with 150,000 of your closest friends. Well... except for those that have died already.
Getting to the beauty of it though, you'll be noticing some changes to the world around you as time goes on, I don't want to spoil the surprises so I'll leave them for you to discover. Otherwise there's only one other thing that you need to know. There IS a way to escape this world. There is a quest that can be completed, or an artifact that needs to be found, maybe a specific boss to destroy. If someone discovers the key, the virus I uploaded will be destroyed and you'll all be able to log out of the game.
In the meantime, have fun, and try not to die! :*
Elia’s eyes widened, and she had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Then she shook her head slowly. “Ha… Ha ha. That must be an April Fool’s Day joke. Kinda morbid, though…” She scrolled down to the logout button—only, it wasn’t there. Elia’s hands felt ice-cold.
“Gotta be a joke. They’ll put the button back once the in-game time hits April 2nd… They’ve got to.” Elia ignored the panic bubbling up in her chest and looked around to see if anyone knew what was going on.
The players milling around the main courtyard were either just now checking their messages, or looking around them with nervous smiles or worried expressions. What was going on?
Elia decided she didn’t want to be caught in the middle of some sort of panicked riot; especially if dying in the game really did result in your real body’s death. If she was going to die in here, it wouldn’t be because she got trampled by a bunch of scared gamers. Elia briskly made her way to the outskirts of the main town, avoiding the glances of anyone around her.
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