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I am ALWAYS up for 1x1 rps. You just have to come approach me, cautiously, and slowly. Like the terrified, wounded animal I am.
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April 28th, 2017
β€’ Closed.

This was made when I had a little more free time that has quickly dwindled in the last week.
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Hi, I'm Dave.

Formal introductions out of the way, let me jump right in and tell you what I'm looking for.

β€’ Any pairings are fine with me. MxM? Sure. FxF? Why not? MxF? Let's gooooo!

β€’ Most settings are fine with me. I'm willing to come up with one or do one that you have in mind.

β€’ Collaboration is key with me. I can pull most of the weight, but communication is going to be important so I know what you're okay with, what your character is okay with, and so that I make sure we're on the same page.

β€’ Realism is important with me. To a degree. I'm not saying we can't have transgender asexual elves with three legs, four arms, and two sets of wings as characters, I'm just saying that they have to react in a reasonable way that correlates with their personality traits.
β—‹ I want balance. Everything cannot be positively peaches and cream all the time, just like everything cannot be negatively thorns and needles all the time.
β—‹ Comedic relief. Most beings' natural reactions to tragedy is to make a joke out of it so it doesn't seem so bad. Case endpoint.

β€’ Plot, plot, plot. Is the role-play slowing down? Let's not get bored and just drop it. Let's either find a way to continue on the plot, or create an ending.

β€’ I will include small details. If it seems like I'm throwing something in there for no reason, there's a reason. If I'm repeating something from a previous post, it's either significant, or you didn't acknowledge it in the way I wanted you to.



Currently, I role-play with two other members of the Guild. One is my girlfriend, and one is my mom-friend. I have two active role-plays with my girlfriend and one active role-play with my mom-friend.

I may not be able to get a post in every day. I work full-time and also help my ill mother around the house, as well as occasionally babysitting for my aunt and/or sister. I will definitely try to get one post in every day, at least, but if I can't, I will make sure to talk to you regardless so that you know I'm not just dropping it.

Thanks for reading!
"God. Okay, whatever," he groaned, pulling the collar of his shirt over his face as a kind of nervous habit. It fell, and he blew out a breath. It did nothing to help his nerves. The absolute emotional torture he was going through at the moment. "I'll just- just f-find something to burn my mom, then."
That's when Nicholas felt himself pull back into reality. He turned to Mattie, incredulity spread all over his face. "What?" he asked, voice far from intimidating. It was more scared and childlike. "No. I can't...I can't burn my mom's body. Are you- Are you crazy?!" he looked back at the disfigured corpse and winced, squeezing his eyes shut. A shaky breath rattled his body.

"Let me look for my sister."
You let out a breath that you didn't know you had been holding. Part of you had been expecting the troll to attack. Then again, if you were in the shape he was in, you don't think you would be attacking either.

Your thought process is interrupted by the sound of retching. You look at Lily, who simply purses her lips at you. It's her birthday, and you're busy taking care of some strange troll that tried to kill you after getting stuck following you into human territory. All you can do is flash her an apologetic smile before darting out of the door.

Hostility and sarcasm is in your nature. But for whatever reason, so is compassion.

You didn't think you'd hurt him that badly. Maybe he has some kind of concussion, though. After all, you socked him square in the nose pretty hard. He didn't wake up for a bit. But you had no idea how to treat concussions, and you weren't about to take him to a human infirmary. Could you? Maybe Lily knew something. Maybe her mom knew something.

"It looks like you still need help," you say sarcastically, instinctively, standing on the porch and looking down at the troll.
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