AuntFlavia Member
The Unofficial Consulting Dork
STATUS: Stranger Things is soooo goooood 10 yrs ago
- Last Seen: 9 yrs ago
- Old Guild Username: AuntFlavia
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 881 (0.19 / day)
- VMs: 1
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Username history
- AuntFlavia 12 yrs ago
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Stranger Things is soooo goooood
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10 yrs ago
Mondays and Wednesdays get a bad rep. It's actually Tuesday that is the worst weekday.
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10 yrs ago
Writing down an idea you're not happy with is the hardest thing, but you just gotta do it, because then it builds up and improves and the floodgates open.
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10 yrs ago
Man, I hate spring a whoooole lot.
10 yrs ago
Ever hypnotize yourself with your own avatar? IT'S HAPPENING TO ME RIGHT NOW
Bio
Personal:
Female, 24. I live in the tundra. If I list my interests, I'll break the character limit.
Writing/RPing:
I prefer realistic settings, but I can be pliable. Not big on Fandom RPs unless it's one I'm really into. No anime either. I'm kinda picky in general. RPing is pretty much the only way I can write. I can't think up plots, so I wouldn't make a good GM I think. Maybe in the future. For me writing is like doodling; it's a creative release, but I'm not an artist. I'm not great at writing romance either, and I refuse to write sex scenes with any more detail than 'tastefully fade to black'.
Availability:
I work full time, but I should still have time for RPing. Illness doesn't stop me, and if I can't get a post up I will say so in the OOC. Thursdays are out.
Roleplays I'm currently in
Wink Murder
Wolf Manor
Old Guild
Silent Hill RPG
Hüeller Morgann
Female, 24. I live in the tundra. If I list my interests, I'll break the character limit.
Writing/RPing:
I prefer realistic settings, but I can be pliable. Not big on Fandom RPs unless it's one I'm really into. No anime either. I'm kinda picky in general. RPing is pretty much the only way I can write. I can't think up plots, so I wouldn't make a good GM I think. Maybe in the future. For me writing is like doodling; it's a creative release, but I'm not an artist. I'm not great at writing romance either, and I refuse to write sex scenes with any more detail than 'tastefully fade to black'.
Availability:
I work full time, but I should still have time for RPing. Illness doesn't stop me, and if I can't get a post up I will say so in the OOC. Thursdays are out.
Roleplays I'm currently in
Wink Murder
Wolf Manor
Old Guild
Silent Hill RPG
Hüeller Morgann
Most Recent Posts
I'm interested too. I really like the idea, especially with all the superhero/supernatural and whatnot rps out at the moment. I was just looking for something more grounded. :)
I'd be up for it if you guys are
*shrug*
Sorry it's such a dinky little post but there's not much for John-boy to do at the moment.
…Daniel?
Who was Daniel? It couldn't be...
John took a step back, the voice of this man ringing in his head. When the name escaped his mouth, John felt violated, as if the man had reached out and touched his thoughts with his blood stained hands. Was it even possible...or was it a trick? Did this psychopath just speak his real name?
John began to fumble furiously with his hospital bracelet, as if to reinforce that he was still John, even though he knew that he wasn't. All the while other people we speaking up against the intruder, but John could only hear his own blood pumping in his ears. He tried to offer up some feeble argument against him as well, but only stutters and half sentences tumbled out of his mouth. “Y-you can't...I...we won't...”
John tried to pull himself together, but it was impossible for the moment. He could only stare into the middle distance while everything unfolded around him.
Who was Daniel? It couldn't be...
John took a step back, the voice of this man ringing in his head. When the name escaped his mouth, John felt violated, as if the man had reached out and touched his thoughts with his blood stained hands. Was it even possible...or was it a trick? Did this psychopath just speak his real name?
John began to fumble furiously with his hospital bracelet, as if to reinforce that he was still John, even though he knew that he wasn't. All the while other people we speaking up against the intruder, but John could only hear his own blood pumping in his ears. He tried to offer up some feeble argument against him as well, but only stutters and half sentences tumbled out of his mouth. “Y-you can't...I...we won't...”
John tried to pull himself together, but it was impossible for the moment. He could only stare into the middle distance while everything unfolded around him.
I'm here. I'll get a post up.
Soo....butts, anyone?
If anyone needs to know what John's reaction is at being called Daniel for their post, it's basically shock and confusion; you know, his normal state of mind.
I just pictured an ass sympathy pat and now I can't stop laughing.
MissCapnCrunch said
I just pictured an ass sympathy pat and now I can't stop laughing.
*pats shoulder* There, there.
Those french fries got upgraded to freedom fries.
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