Reow ;)
SOWWY
<3
You make it so easy though! Tweed suits and beige shorts?!?!
The only person who can pull off beige shorts is Wiz Khalifa, and that's because he's a rapper.
Speaking of rappers, sex soundtrack:
That just came on in the hotel, i'm having such a fun business trip!
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4 yrs ago
Need two more people for our Fantasy + Sci-fi roleplay - we have angry burning trees!
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New interest check is live, check it outttt
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If i could go back now, i wouldn't change a thing
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You've got red on you
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Its just me, you, a pile of Chinese food and a couple of f**k off spreadsheets.
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New roleplay: https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/189457-the-eye-of-the-needle-where-fantasy-and-sci-fi-collide/ooc
Hey, I'm Catharyn! I joined the Roleplayer Guild on 2nd Feb 2011, then rejoined on the 17th Jan 2014 after Guildfall.
I was active every day until late 2015, accruing (i think) around 7k posts across dozens of roleplays. Then, I started working and had to gradually slow down my RP schedule. In 2017, I officially went on hiatus when other commitments got fully in the way of roleplaying.
This continued until the COVID-19 pandemic hit, when I suddenly realised I had a lot more free time in lockdown! So in mid-2020, I returned to the Guild with a vengeance. I also managed to get The Cradle 1x1 off the ground - a story i've had percolating for almost a decade.
My posting schedule has slowed down a bit now that the world has opened up again. I still love science fiction, fantasy and espionage themes, and generally aim for around 300 words per post.
Hey, I'm Catharyn! I joined the Roleplayer Guild on 2nd Feb 2011, then rejoined on the 17th Jan 2014 after Guildfall.
I was active every day until late 2015, accruing (i think) around 7k posts across dozens of roleplays. Then, I started working and had to gradually slow down my RP schedule. In 2017, I officially went on hiatus when other commitments got fully in the way of roleplaying.
This continued until the COVID-19 pandemic hit, when I suddenly realised I had a lot more free time in lockdown! So in mid-2020, I returned to the Guild with a vengeance. I also managed to get The Cradle 1x1 off the ground - a story i've had percolating for almost a decade.
My posting schedule has slowed down a bit now that the world has opened up again. I still love science fiction, fantasy and espionage themes, and generally aim for around 300 words per post.
Most Recent Posts
Posted! 
<3
I'm so excited.
I've also realized that i keep godmoding you a little, i'll stop that. ^^
<3I'm so excited.
I've also realized that i keep godmoding you a little, i'll stop that. ^^
As Indy withdrew the kiss from her face, Freyr looked at him as he stared absently out of the huge bay windows overlooking the Financial centre of Atlanta. He hadn’t liked her suggestion about lodgers and now she could tell he was thinking about his day. She hadn’t heard much of it with the shower on full blast, but she gathered enough to realize that it had him shaken. Freyr thought what her options were: she could be a good girlfriend and talk it out with him, eke out every last detail then persuade him that he was being silly and that he should try and forget about it. Or she could be a great girlfriend and take his mind off it completely, the way to do that being…
Freyr looked at him again as the news blared out in the background. They hadn’t had sex for over a week now; they’d both been busy with work and stuff. Indy did look dashing in those beige shorts she hated. The loud pitter patter of rain as it began appearing on the bay windows brought her back to the present. At least that apartment fire would be easier to put out now. Indy made some inane comment about the weather which tipped Freyr over the edge. Pushing the book on Neolithic Britain out of his hands and onto the floor, Freyr discarded her food and straddled Indy on the sofa, arms around his neck and back arched. “I know what we can do…” she kissed him.
[fade to black, Ozy feel free to IC both before and after the fade should you wish.]
Freyr opened her eyes to darkness. Getting drunk in the early afternoon is always a bad idea because you never get through the whole night. She guessed it was maybe four AM, two and a half hours til sunrise. A tiny waxing crescent moon shedding barely any light. Her head hurt, who’s idea had it been to open the scotch that Indy’s dad had gifted to them three christmases ago? Beyond the subtle nuances of Indy’s breathing, she could hear movement and sound in the corridor outside their apartment. It was difficult to tell but the tone of the various voices seemed like they were more than a little stressed out. Freyr sat up, the covers falling off a little. Where the hell were her clothes? “Indy.” she whispered, laying back down and putting her arms around him like a child grabs their teddy bear.
Freyr looked at him again as the news blared out in the background. They hadn’t had sex for over a week now; they’d both been busy with work and stuff. Indy did look dashing in those beige shorts she hated. The loud pitter patter of rain as it began appearing on the bay windows brought her back to the present. At least that apartment fire would be easier to put out now. Indy made some inane comment about the weather which tipped Freyr over the edge. Pushing the book on Neolithic Britain out of his hands and onto the floor, Freyr discarded her food and straddled Indy on the sofa, arms around his neck and back arched. “I know what we can do…” she kissed him.
[fade to black, Ozy feel free to IC both before and after the fade should you wish.]
Freyr opened her eyes to darkness. Getting drunk in the early afternoon is always a bad idea because you never get through the whole night. She guessed it was maybe four AM, two and a half hours til sunrise. A tiny waxing crescent moon shedding barely any light. Her head hurt, who’s idea had it been to open the scotch that Indy’s dad had gifted to them three christmases ago? Beyond the subtle nuances of Indy’s breathing, she could hear movement and sound in the corridor outside their apartment. It was difficult to tell but the tone of the various voices seemed like they were more than a little stressed out. Freyr sat up, the covers falling off a little. Where the hell were her clothes? “Indy.” she whispered, laying back down and putting her arms around him like a child grabs their teddy bear.
Posting in a sec.
I think that gif you have already is all you need 
I thought you'd have wanted to hear what i had to say on the matter.
Able to post earlier than expected. I'm sitting on this huge and very bouncy bed with a glass of champagne!
Going out for dinner later so i'll make this snappy.
Going out for dinner later so i'll make this snappy.
That's fine hun, don't beat yourself up about it by any means.
And who knows, some PCs might die too. ;)
Nice work tracking down the person i based Tali on! Intuitive.
Just a small thing but Tali's brother's middle name is spelled wrong.
Just a small thing but Tali's brother's middle name is spelled wrong.
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