Cath
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- Old Guild Username: Catharyn
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 2288 (0.50 / day)
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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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4 yrs ago
New interest check is live, check it outttt
4 yrs ago
If i could go back now, i wouldn't change a thing
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4 yrs ago
You've got red on you
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4 yrs ago
Its just me, you, a pile of Chinese food and a couple of f**k off spreadsheets.
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Bio
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
On holiday in Turkey, back on the 4th. Don't worry, I haven't abandoned you! I think drastic measures are needed when I get back ^^
I'm interested but i can't join at the moment, i'm off on holiday in two days for two weeks :( Nonetheless i will be watching 
Mmm, very tempted. What would be the RP's focus? Spec ops or more of a survival theme.
Rice, more specifically.
nǐ hǎo ma?
ruff ruf
wat?
Posted!
The whole city had started to come alive now Freyr's ears had become more adjusted to the more subtle nuances. Distant booms and a strange buzzing had woven themselves in with the inconsistent hums of their air conditioning and lighting. Both of which were struggling to remain active, with the latter flickering on and off periodically. She didn’t appreciate the soldier gag and bit her lip in dissatisfaction and her arms folded as Indy’s hand made its way around her waist. “Do we though? I don’t think the fridge works if it’s being turned off every thirty seconds.” Freyr pouted, releasing herself to peer closely through the glass again before turning for the kitchen.
Crossing the space quickly she opened their Smeg integrated double fridge and looked inside. They’d done the weekly shop yesterday and did have a lot of food and bottled water, including the flavored Volvics she liked. Pushing her hand into it she grabbed a chicken she’d fancied for dinner that night Freyr tested the temperature. Cold for now. She couldn’t feel any breeze though. Closing the fridge door Freyr turned on their gas cooker, that came on with no problems. “It looks like it’s just the electrics for now” She guessed. “I’m going to cook the chicken. I think we ought to check the neighbours are okay.” Freyr said, pulling a baking tray out of a cupboard.
As she said that there was a tremendous banging on the adjoining wall with their neighbour to the left, followed by what sounded like a metal baseball bat. Freyr jumped with fright but managed to prevent the chicken from crashing to the floor. She gave Indy a look which meant ‘fuck if i’m going, you sort it out’ along with a worried ruffle of her treacle blond hair. To distract herself Freyr set about assembling a quick roast chicken, using up some of the ingredients which were likely to expire the quickest. It almost made her laugh because it was so mundane. Georgia had gone to shit in six hours yet she was preparing a roast.
Crossing the space quickly she opened their Smeg integrated double fridge and looked inside. They’d done the weekly shop yesterday and did have a lot of food and bottled water, including the flavored Volvics she liked. Pushing her hand into it she grabbed a chicken she’d fancied for dinner that night Freyr tested the temperature. Cold for now. She couldn’t feel any breeze though. Closing the fridge door Freyr turned on their gas cooker, that came on with no problems. “It looks like it’s just the electrics for now” She guessed. “I’m going to cook the chicken. I think we ought to check the neighbours are okay.” Freyr said, pulling a baking tray out of a cupboard.
As she said that there was a tremendous banging on the adjoining wall with their neighbour to the left, followed by what sounded like a metal baseball bat. Freyr jumped with fright but managed to prevent the chicken from crashing to the floor. She gave Indy a look which meant ‘fuck if i’m going, you sort it out’ along with a worried ruffle of her treacle blond hair. To distract herself Freyr set about assembling a quick roast chicken, using up some of the ingredients which were likely to expire the quickest. It almost made her laugh because it was so mundane. Georgia had gone to shit in six hours yet she was preparing a roast.
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