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Just a bunch of bunnies in a trench coat
STATUS: Guess who's back. Back again. I guess I'm back. Please don't tell a friend. It puts wayyyy too much stress on me and makes me feel like I need to do something and I can't handle the pressure! 2 mos ago
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Guess who's back. Back again. I guess I'm back. Please don't tell a friend. It puts wayyyy too much stress on me and makes me feel like I need to do something and I can't handle the pressure!
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🎶Yeah. She's a crazy bitch! 🎶
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I wanna be, the very best. That no one ever was!
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Don't threaten me with a good time.
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You know I make you wanna scream/ You know I make you wanna run from me, baby/ But know it's too late, you've wasted all your time, yeah
Bio
Oh let's see. I've been on this site for awhile. So I figured it's time for an update to this thing.
I'm old lol. Born in 1990. I'm sure you can do the math. I've been roleplaying since freshmen year in highschool. So I have a lot of experience, to say the least.
As for my tastes in rps. I like custom worlds that don't branch from fandoms. I'm personally not great at fandoms. I can do them if I like my partner enough but I just can't get into a mindset of a world that has everything set in it. I like dark, gritty roleplays that delve into the darker themes that tend to make people feel uncomfortable sometimes. I have and WILL kill off my characters if it feels like that's where the plot is going. Nothing is safe! I like to think of myself as a literate rper. You WILL get at least three paragraphs from me. Sometimes it can go up to pages if what is happening requires it but I usually keep to it under two pages for normal replies. I enjoy dynamic characters that are fun to play! I play both male and female roles without a problem and I am not opposed to LGBTQ+ relationships either. Most genres are not off the table except maybe slice of life. I'm already living a boring life. I don't roleplay to keep doing that.
I unfortunately have Major Depressive Disorder and though I take meds for it, sometimes my world just kind of crashes down around me and I may just vanish. My replies will become less frequent and then I'll just disappear off the face of the earth. I'm really sorry for people I've done this to in the past. I'm working on it.
I do group and 1x1 roleplays. I do have discord (BunniesofDoom) and can roleplay on that if you want but I much rather the site because my replies tend to get long and I don't like copy and pasting over and over just to get one reply out.
Well this is getting kind of long. I feel like I'm putting out an application. So I'll go ahead and end it here. If you want to roleplay, hit me up and we'll see if we mesh well!
I'm old lol. Born in 1990. I'm sure you can do the math. I've been roleplaying since freshmen year in highschool. So I have a lot of experience, to say the least.
As for my tastes in rps. I like custom worlds that don't branch from fandoms. I'm personally not great at fandoms. I can do them if I like my partner enough but I just can't get into a mindset of a world that has everything set in it. I like dark, gritty roleplays that delve into the darker themes that tend to make people feel uncomfortable sometimes. I have and WILL kill off my characters if it feels like that's where the plot is going. Nothing is safe! I like to think of myself as a literate rper. You WILL get at least three paragraphs from me. Sometimes it can go up to pages if what is happening requires it but I usually keep to it under two pages for normal replies. I enjoy dynamic characters that are fun to play! I play both male and female roles without a problem and I am not opposed to LGBTQ+ relationships either. Most genres are not off the table except maybe slice of life. I'm already living a boring life. I don't roleplay to keep doing that.
I unfortunately have Major Depressive Disorder and though I take meds for it, sometimes my world just kind of crashes down around me and I may just vanish. My replies will become less frequent and then I'll just disappear off the face of the earth. I'm really sorry for people I've done this to in the past. I'm working on it.
I do group and 1x1 roleplays. I do have discord (BunniesofDoom) and can roleplay on that if you want but I much rather the site because my replies tend to get long and I don't like copy and pasting over and over just to get one reply out.
Well this is getting kind of long. I feel like I'm putting out an application. So I'll go ahead and end it here. If you want to roleplay, hit me up and we'll see if we mesh well!
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No worries! I was just curious. Hadn't heard anything is all.
@rabidbacon
Are you still interested in this rp?
Are you still interested in this rp?
The creation watched her master as he stood. It noted how he needed assistance and how he leaned against the tank while reaching down to it. It eyed his hand for a moment before it reached out to grasp it, letting him pull on its arm for a moment before it clicked what he wanted. It released his hand and moved to put its feet under itself. They were still not used to moving and wobbled dangerously as it began to pull itself off the ground. Much like her creator, it grabbed a hold of the tank for assistance, pulling itself up further that way. It took on its two feet, its legs shaking against the strain. It rubbed along its thighs a moment, trying to bring the muscles under control but they were still not used to working properly.
The creature took a few steps, testing things out. It didn't want to fall like it had before and when it felt like it had taken a poor step, it reversed the step and tried again. Eventually, it began to get a hang of moving its feet properly so it wasn't tripping over itself and soon the shaking of its legs subsided enough for it to take steady steps. As they entered into the hallway, the creature looked around at all the paintings, even stepping up to the ones it found most interesting and gliding its hand along the canvas. It then made its way to the large windows and peered out at the night sky. Its dark grey eyes peered out into the night, mouth agape at the sheer size of the world outside.
It was when her creator asked her a question did she turn to look at him. It took her a moment to process what he was asking her but when she finally realized he was asking how she was feeling, she let out a low coo before peering out of the window once more. She pointed out the moon, mostly hidden behind some clouds, and trilled happily at the sight of it. Then she hurried to the other side of the hall, pointing to a moon in one of the paintings. She looked at him, happily making noises as she pointed out the similarities between the two. Then she moved to a painting of a wolf and pointed to it before running back towards the window and pointing out to something in the dark. She tapped the glass excitedly before she let out a sound that was very similar to a bark. Again, this was just a hint of memory that lingered in the back of her mind. Perhaps when she was alive, she had her own dogs but for some reason or another, the sound a dog makes was something ingrained in her.
Sure enough, off into the distance, one might notice the movements of shadows as a small pack of dogs patrolled along the treeline. There were probably about three of them, or at least three that could be seen and they seemed to be out hunting, possibly for something to eat. Wild packs of dogs are not unheard of for these parts. Just how she noticed them off in the distance in the dark, was another matter.
She trilled happily to herself before she turned to look once more at master. She was enjoying this game of find the items.
The creature took a few steps, testing things out. It didn't want to fall like it had before and when it felt like it had taken a poor step, it reversed the step and tried again. Eventually, it began to get a hang of moving its feet properly so it wasn't tripping over itself and soon the shaking of its legs subsided enough for it to take steady steps. As they entered into the hallway, the creature looked around at all the paintings, even stepping up to the ones it found most interesting and gliding its hand along the canvas. It then made its way to the large windows and peered out at the night sky. Its dark grey eyes peered out into the night, mouth agape at the sheer size of the world outside.
It was when her creator asked her a question did she turn to look at him. It took her a moment to process what he was asking her but when she finally realized he was asking how she was feeling, she let out a low coo before peering out of the window once more. She pointed out the moon, mostly hidden behind some clouds, and trilled happily at the sight of it. Then she hurried to the other side of the hall, pointing to a moon in one of the paintings. She looked at him, happily making noises as she pointed out the similarities between the two. Then she moved to a painting of a wolf and pointed to it before running back towards the window and pointing out to something in the dark. She tapped the glass excitedly before she let out a sound that was very similar to a bark. Again, this was just a hint of memory that lingered in the back of her mind. Perhaps when she was alive, she had her own dogs but for some reason or another, the sound a dog makes was something ingrained in her.
Sure enough, off into the distance, one might notice the movements of shadows as a small pack of dogs patrolled along the treeline. There were probably about three of them, or at least three that could be seen and they seemed to be out hunting, possibly for something to eat. Wild packs of dogs are not unheard of for these parts. Just how she noticed them off in the distance in the dark, was another matter.
She trilled happily to herself before she turned to look once more at master. She was enjoying this game of find the items.
After a moment of rest, Julian slowly stood up from the ground. He looked up at the barkeep and let out a soft chirp of thanks. He hated this stupid little form. He was so small. Everyone else was just so huge compared to him. Even those raccoons were so much larger than him and he won't be able to turn into his human form for another hour or so and even then, he'll still be small. Reviving is such a pain.
He flew off the ground and towards the bar, setting down on one of the bar stools next to the new person. However, he couldn't see anything. All there was before him was the bar itself and that wouldn't do. He huffed quietly before he flew up and settled on the bar top. He eyed Clayton, letting out a low chirp but his need to fight had essentially been beaten out of him with that orb. Wait, the orb.
Julian looked back where he was thrown into the wall and sure enough, there it was, sitting on the ground just against the wall. He let out a cheering chirp before he flew off to land on top of it. He could feel the magic pulsing from it, his little feet tingling against its pulsing power. He could use this to get, at least, to a human form. The question was, how. He pecked it a few times, but nothing happened. He settled down on it with a huff, pondering on how to access the magic without any hands.
He flew off the ground and towards the bar, setting down on one of the bar stools next to the new person. However, he couldn't see anything. All there was before him was the bar itself and that wouldn't do. He huffed quietly before he flew up and settled on the bar top. He eyed Clayton, letting out a low chirp but his need to fight had essentially been beaten out of him with that orb. Wait, the orb.
Julian looked back where he was thrown into the wall and sure enough, there it was, sitting on the ground just against the wall. He let out a cheering chirp before he flew off to land on top of it. He could feel the magic pulsing from it, his little feet tingling against its pulsing power. He could use this to get, at least, to a human form. The question was, how. He pecked it a few times, but nothing happened. He settled down on it with a huff, pondering on how to access the magic without any hands.
Well that's one way of doing an introduction. Welcome.
Jasmine listened intently to Aliana, her eyes locked on the girl. "It may sound made up, but I can assure you that it's quite true." She raised her hand, a wind picking up in the room and whipping their hair around them like they were in a wind tunnel. "I suppose it's time we tell you about the world you've been living in and the things that go bump in the night." She dropped her hand and the wind stopped completely. She gave the girl a soft smile before she got to it.
She stayed there for quite a while, Jasmine wasn't quite sure how long, explaining about angel born, demons, Prophets and the order. She explained why she was blind and how she took her own vision to try and stop seeing kids die in brutal ways. She explained that magic was real and that they needed to learn to use it properly if they were going to keep the world safe.
Eventually, she ran out of things to explain. At some point, she stood from the bench and was slowly pacing back and forth before Aliana as she spoke. Now she finally paused to look at her. "I know it's a lot to take in but perhaps we can go get some food in the cafeteria and you can get a look at the compound. You're probably the safest you will ever be here. These people have sworn their lives to keep you safe." She explained as she held a hand out for her. "Come, let's get some food. "
She stayed there for quite a while, Jasmine wasn't quite sure how long, explaining about angel born, demons, Prophets and the order. She explained why she was blind and how she took her own vision to try and stop seeing kids die in brutal ways. She explained that magic was real and that they needed to learn to use it properly if they were going to keep the world safe.
Eventually, she ran out of things to explain. At some point, she stood from the bench and was slowly pacing back and forth before Aliana as she spoke. Now she finally paused to look at her. "I know it's a lot to take in but perhaps we can go get some food in the cafeteria and you can get a look at the compound. You're probably the safest you will ever be here. These people have sworn their lives to keep you safe." She explained as she held a hand out for her. "Come, let's get some food. "
Can I claim a god? If so, I want Discorida! Bring forth the chaos and anarchy!
@DrabberRogue
Welcome to the chaotic tavern!
Why did no one tell me my post had so many typos in it, it wasn't legible?! Jesus. That was just bad.
Welcome to the chaotic tavern!
Why did no one tell me my post had so many typos in it, it wasn't legible?! Jesus. That was just bad.
@BunniesOfDoom bro I'm sorry
I really just thought without checking!
(that is something that he would do, though)
It's fine. I can tell that you're new to rolplaying. No harm done. You'll learn as you keep role-playing. Just takes practice.
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