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5 yrs ago
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5 yrs ago
What if *I* was the small creature all along?
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5 yrs ago
O . O staring
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7 yrs ago
V.1.26 (House of Caecilius Iucundus); 4091: Whoever loves, let him flourish. Let him perish who knows not love. Let him perish twice over whoever forbids love.
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"You did say you traveled often? I'm interested in traveling. I've never been 1 mile away from this little town, and I keep hearing from travelers how big and interesting the world is," Jacquelyn responded. She had this gut feeling that the people of the village were beginning to catch on to her little "magical pocket lightening" trick.
"Home? I don't really have much of one. Hey, can I come in?" she asked, worrying that one of the older ones would turn their head at any second.
Jacquelyn has made up her mind. She was going to talk to the other two, by Hetuis. As one who has never made many friends, she cherishes every moment she has spent talking to someone (doubly so if she steals from them later). Also, they travel a lot, going from place to place. She imagined entire cities full of gullible, naive minds with full purses and empty heads.

So Jacquelyn snuck into the wagon that Noreen and Caroline were sent to. She spent copious amounts of time hiding behind trees and dodging to another closer one when nobody was watching. Eventually, she reached the wagon and peered in.

"Hi," she whispered.
Tim dropped his bag on the floor of the little cabin. It made a thud sound, and a crinkly noise. He pulled out his phone and turned it on. You have 42 missed calls.Oh, god. He decided to call her back now.

"Hallo? Who dis?" asked a woman with an obviously Asian accent.

"Hi, mom. It's me. I'm done with all the stuff for today an-"

"Oh! Tim! You hur? I not pack enough dumpling? You haf enough sock?" Tim's mother continued to worry, fret and question for another half hour. During which, he had enough time to unwrap the bubble wrap making the crinkling sound in his pack, get the laptop out, do a quest in Oblivion, and pick up the phone again to hear the end.
I'm not so sure as to where the story is going. Do you have a general idea of what's supposed to happen in the future?
Are we supposed to still be loitering around in the forest? Or have the counsellors shown everyone to their respective cabins?
I'd like to propose a new rule for this RP:

If no one moves for 1 day, then it's not taboo to go again even if you just went

How does that sound?
Ever wonder why the GM picked Prague, of all cities? During this time, Prague was the capital of Bohemia (aka "that little Austria spinoff"), and that's all I could find about it.
@kingkonrad I'm currently working on a collab with Apoalo, but once that's submitted we can get onto ours.

In it, I can promise significant length and 2 very different writing styles.
Tim grabbed his pack off the dirt and slung it over his shoulder. He was eager to get into a cabin. Then, he thought of his off phone. No doubt his mom is going crazy right about now, leaving hundreds of texts and calling every 30 seconds. Tim thought about this, and chuckled. His phone might explode in his hand should he turn it on.
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