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12 days ago
Current All good things come to those that wait, pray, have patience, laugh, love, and are not afraid to dance.
1 yr ago
...I'm back? Yay?
2 yrs ago
Going to be out of town all this week. I'll try to respond, but it will be slow.
2 yrs ago
Distractions, depression, and lack of inspiration... I am trying to get back on my feet and writing.
2 yrs ago
Life has been rather busy and I haven't been home much. I am working on replies!


Well, you seem to have stumbled across my user profile. I'm assuming you're here for a reason? Perhaps looking for details on this user AutumnFrost? ... You can just call me Autumn! C:

I have been role-playing off and on for the last 15 or so years, which is surprising to realize, and I find it a relaxing and enjoyable hobby. After an accident that left me blind a little over 9 years ago, I couldn't role-play for quite some time, which was rather devastating. About the time that Apple invented Siri, I was able to get enough money to be able to purchase my very first iPhone. And BAM! The world of role-playing was once again open to me. It has been a long process getting used to dictating stories and I inevitably don't always catch every single mistake, But I have learned a great deal of patience and realize the value of taking things slow and working through my text when something doesn't sound completely right. It was only a couple of years ago that I came across this website and the stories I have had here have taught me a lot about myself. I love to create. Role-playing is one of the only outlets I have for the images in my head. So though I may have a tendency to go through cycles of depression and being antisocial, I always seem to come back in the end.

I love stories involving fantasy, supernatural, adventure, mystery, even romance. There probably isn't a genre out there that I wouldn't give a try before I will say that I don't like it.

My favorite style of role-playing is, hands down, one on one. It helps me feel more involved in the story, gives me a chance to be able to talk with the other person involved in a much more casual way, And more often than not results in a long lasting friend and some of my favorite adventures.

I have a tendency to write on a casual to low Advanced level throughout my stories, the minimum coming out to an average of a couple of paragraphs. I just have so much in my head that I want to get out, I have a hard time writing anything less. Another consequence however is that I can't seem to find a lot of patients with story partners that give me a really short and undetailed response every time. It's discouraging to take the time to write out several detailed paragraphs only to get a sentence in reply. If you're here thinking of asking me to do a story, please keep that in mind.

I do not tolerate swearing, extreme Gore, or sexual content in my stories. Period. Nor do I role-play same gender romantic relationships. That is just not going to happen.

If you made it to the end of this and I haven't scared you off, I think you deserve some virtual cookies. Heck, go get yourself some real cookies. Or donuts. Or pie if that is your preference. It was just me rambling away about myself after all. If you aren't scared off and you were indeed here looking to get a story started, feel free to shoot me a private message. I'm always looking to make new friends and have new adventures.

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Only a heartbeat after her whistle had faded, Jax stepped around the corner, a rather intense looking expression on his face, causing Celinny to start with surprise. She found herself scowling for a moment, opening her mouth to chide The man on carelessness of showing up too early, when something in his countenance had her stopping. The look on his face wasn’t quite angry, but her instincts were screaming about danger. She froze.

He stared at her and she stared back, heart pounding against her rib cage without seemingly any cause, while wildly, but completely silently, flailing around in her head at the cause of her sudden alarm. Why was it now, when she needed logic an understanding the most, that her brain suddenly felt empty? It abruptly made her feel like a mouse that was staring down the snake that wanted to eat her... She almost blinked with comprehension, a look of wariness replacing the initial surprise. Was that what she was feeling? That Jax was about to kill her? Before she could unravel the mystery of his expression, do much more than tense her muscles to take a step back, the look slowly melted off the captain‘s face.

“Hi.” The Word finally burst out of him abruptly, quite unexpectedly.

Hi? Celinny finally did blink, eyebrows drawing together. Hi hadn’t been what she had been bracing against that expression turning into. And even more surprisingly, a moment later, color started flooding Jax’s cheeks before he tilted his head back, taking a deep breath.

“...Good.” Celinny responded to his statement of readiness a moment later, somewhat hesitantly. Then, like a duck shedding water, her outward discomfort fell away, replaced with a grin. Mentally, The young woman tucked her suspicion into the back of her mind, not completely eliminating it, but not focusing on it at the moment either. “Good,” She repeated in more of her usual tone. “I’ve put The guard to sleep, so we’ll just need to sneak out the side door and start heading towards the stable.”

With one last brief look over Jax’s face, the thief then pivoted on the spot and started briskly up the stairs, steps almost silent.
Aww! I’m sorry to hear that your week hasn’t been that great. That’s never any fun. I hope that things start to look up really soon and if not, I’m always here to talk if you need it.

You’re welcome. I’m glad you liked my introduction and that my character is already liked. I’ve had her in my head for a little while now, so I am excited about the idea of flushing her out more. I’m about to go over and take a peek at your character, thank you for posting his profile, and I’m looking forward to his introduction. But really, take your time. There’s no rush. I’m not going anywhere. At least, I’m not planning on it. :)

Also, Sorry I didn’t get back to the private message. I’ve been busy the last couple days. And tired. So I’ve been a little out of it.
“Ah. I see.” Cinead responded, watching interested Lee as Anna started to line up her shot. “ I wondered why there were lenses on the front of the phone. Now I know.” He chuckled softly, the action only coming through as a deep rumble in his chest. “ what do you need me to do?” He then asked, watching The miniature versions of himself and Anna on the screen of her phone.
Awesome! Thanks! I don’t think you specifically referenced the kind of accent. At least, it didn’t show up when I did a search for Scottish. It’s Welsh now. Goes better with his name, which is actually welsh itself. :3
When Anna leaned away from his back, Cinead finally pulled the black t-shirt still crumpled in one of his hands over his head, tugging on the edge until it fell into place. Then he tucked the woman next to his chest, gently resting his chin on top of her head as he watched her sort through the photos she had taken. He hummed in satisfaction, rubbing his chin over her curls. Then she pulled far enough away to look up at him, asking him if he knew what... something was. He blinked once.

“Self... fee?” He mumbled tiredly, even more exhausted after the rush of adrenaline he had gotten after discovering his mark. “ what are we charging?”
I hope you don’t mind if I go back through the story and change Cinead’s accent... Scottish doesn’t really suit him as well as I thought it would. ^_^;
Excitement and happiness that was outside his own sphere of joy brushed against Cinead’s awareness and he wondered, not for the first time, if it might have something to do with the bond he shared with Anna. ...Were these her emotions? Before he could consider it much more beyond that one question, she had pulled him into another kiss. Humans had gotten it just right. No wonder he had seen couples kissing all the time. He liked the possessiveness of it, the way that he was able to simultaneously feel, smell, and taste his mate, be able to feel and know that she trusted him enough to get this close. He was going to have to work on his self control.

As they broke apart once again, Anna laughed, her breath brushing over his skin. He couldn’t help but smile in return. “ if you would like.” He responded to her suggestion, twisting around on the couch until she could get a clear shot of his back.
Sounds good to me! :D
Hmm. I am honestly OK with either. I can have Cin have her cross his mind. That seems reasonable. And he can surprise her with a text message, since he’s getting used to doing that nowadays. Ha ha! And we can time skip whenever. :)
Sweet! When do you think you’d like to introduce our new characters?
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