he had also heard the footsteps, and unsure who's door they were foor, he threw the piece of paper under his mattress and layed down ontop of it. But the footsteps didn't come for him. With a sigh of relief, he pulled out the piece of paper. and tried to read it. It all seemed like a garbled, scribbly mess to him. But just like it had been for liz, the word DNA stuck out clearly.
He didn't like the feeling he got, so he attempted to read it again. "dna and a..an..anima?"
This was frustrating.
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If I fall behind in my RPs, I try to respond in order of longest wait to shortest
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Writing again after a week feels great :)
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SOrry guys, Im currently ill, and low on energy and brain power
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Sorry, if your PM came at a time high in anxiety, its going to be a real fight to get around to it
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Give the band Suffer City a listen sometime
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Im a General Science Major, 23 years old. 24 year old going for a welding certificate at my local community college. I graduated :)
My dreams include making a difference in the world, creating an eden like food forest, and being a mom.
My most official website is: crawkid.wordpress.com
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Ok, here's the thing. I'm tired of scouring the interest checks for just the right partner. So I figured I'm gunna add a little plug in here for all to see!
I am collecting rp buddies because I wanna have myself a craving, and be able to feed said craving (without driving my boyfriend nuts). Its faster to have a group of friends at hand that I can brainstorm with, then edit my interest check and wait....possibly lose my craving and move onto something else.
So here are some things you need to know about me!
Common genres: adventure, modern fantasy, classic fantasy, dark fantasy, soulmate stuffs, romance
Things I don't really like to play: zombie apocolypse, slice of life, canon fandom stuff, pokemon?
Zombie: I just find it...repetitious and without a real goal?
Slice of life: I don't want to roleplay vanilla human lives. I have one of my own, and rp is my escape from that.
Canon fandom: lots of times, I have no idea what Im doing XD
Pokemon: Well...I like pokemon (up to a point) but...I always wonder about the mechanics. I dont want to pay attention to stats, and I dont want to focus on 'catching them all'
I do MxM and MxF. I would do FxF if it was alluring to me, but its not.
Now that that's out of the way, the sticking parts:
I would prefer RPing here in threads, or switching to discord, where I am much more accessable. I dont know if you've seen my profile, but i have a terrible habit of drifting off for long periods.
I will NOT guarantee a post a day, every 2 days, every week, or hell even every month. I will post what I can, and when I can. I'm 25 years old and damn it, I got adulting to do! Sometimes, I don't even do my duty to tell you if I'm going to disappear. Why? because something came up, I'm in a slump that lasts longer than I think it is, or I found something shiny and new and just have my head stuck in the computer. ADHD. ANd ADHD is why I say that my partners here should get ahold of me on discord, i am also crawkid there too.
Days fly by for me.
I need someone who is patient and understanding of this nature of mine, while still looking forward to rping with me. (I do try!)
If you're still here after all that, congrats, you're a rare breed.
I know I said that I will post what I can and when I can...but I do tend to give each post a good amount of thought. Still, if you find that my posts are getting smaller and smaller, don't be afraid to talk to me about it.
Also, I like rp partners who get excited about brainstorming, and who want to try new flavors and pairings. I want YOUR thoughts, and I LOVE it when we're in the middle of an rp and suddenly you decide this side character that was you main's uncle gets bitten by the vampire queen and...I dunno...but its sudden and interesting! AND you can bet I'll want to shove my own sudden and interesting plot twists in there too! (but of course one that'll make sense) This...makes it feel alive, and I love it so so much. :3
I just don't want to be forced to come up with every detail, plan everything out, beg you for ideas, and then have you flake out because its all 'my rp' and you lost interest in it 3 days in. Had it happen. If you're that person, sorry, that's boring. I don't WANT responsibility for everything. If I did, I'd be writing a book, not seeking a cooperative narrative with a stranger that might be on the other side of the planet.
My dreams include making a difference in the world, creating an eden like food forest, and being a mom.
My most official website is: crawkid.wordpress.com
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RP INFO
Ok, here's the thing. I'm tired of scouring the interest checks for just the right partner. So I figured I'm gunna add a little plug in here for all to see!
I am collecting rp buddies because I wanna have myself a craving, and be able to feed said craving (without driving my boyfriend nuts). Its faster to have a group of friends at hand that I can brainstorm with, then edit my interest check and wait....possibly lose my craving and move onto something else.
So here are some things you need to know about me!
Common genres: adventure, modern fantasy, classic fantasy, dark fantasy, soulmate stuffs, romance
Things I don't really like to play: zombie apocolypse, slice of life, canon fandom stuff, pokemon?
Zombie: I just find it...repetitious and without a real goal?
Slice of life: I don't want to roleplay vanilla human lives. I have one of my own, and rp is my escape from that.
Canon fandom: lots of times, I have no idea what Im doing XD
Pokemon: Well...I like pokemon (up to a point) but...I always wonder about the mechanics. I dont want to pay attention to stats, and I dont want to focus on 'catching them all'
I do MxM and MxF. I would do FxF if it was alluring to me, but its not.
Now that that's out of the way, the sticking parts:
I would prefer RPing here in threads, or switching to discord, where I am much more accessable. I dont know if you've seen my profile, but i have a terrible habit of drifting off for long periods.
I will NOT guarantee a post a day, every 2 days, every week, or hell even every month. I will post what I can, and when I can. I'm 25 years old and damn it, I got adulting to do! Sometimes, I don't even do my duty to tell you if I'm going to disappear. Why? because something came up, I'm in a slump that lasts longer than I think it is, or I found something shiny and new and just have my head stuck in the computer. ADHD. ANd ADHD is why I say that my partners here should get ahold of me on discord, i am also crawkid there too.
Days fly by for me.
I need someone who is patient and understanding of this nature of mine, while still looking forward to rping with me. (I do try!)
If you're still here after all that, congrats, you're a rare breed.
I know I said that I will post what I can and when I can...but I do tend to give each post a good amount of thought. Still, if you find that my posts are getting smaller and smaller, don't be afraid to talk to me about it.
Also, I like rp partners who get excited about brainstorming, and who want to try new flavors and pairings. I want YOUR thoughts, and I LOVE it when we're in the middle of an rp and suddenly you decide this side character that was you main's uncle gets bitten by the vampire queen and...I dunno...but its sudden and interesting! AND you can bet I'll want to shove my own sudden and interesting plot twists in there too! (but of course one that'll make sense) This...makes it feel alive, and I love it so so much. :3
I just don't want to be forced to come up with every detail, plan everything out, beg you for ideas, and then have you flake out because its all 'my rp' and you lost interest in it 3 days in. Had it happen. If you're that person, sorry, that's boring. I don't WANT responsibility for everything. If I did, I'd be writing a book, not seeking a cooperative narrative with a stranger that might be on the other side of the planet.
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assuming information like this isn't all that good to do :/ i'll be going with the second choice
I don't even know what language it's in :/
what if he doesn't know that particular language?
what if he doesn't know that particular language?
She noticed his troubled expression even back as he was talking about chickens, but she decided it wasn't her place to ask too much. "Not if you treat them right.." she said quietly, looking up at the stars for the duration that he was attending to Bessie. She ad heard what he said about the warhorse and made a note of it. To do that, she'd have to get a young colt and strike a deal with or bribe the man into training it. Warhorses did need a lot of work after all...
Movement caught her eyes and she looked just to see Connor coming over to sit next to her. His question both caught her off guard and saddened her, though she didn't show exactly the extent to which he had brought hurt to her. instead she forced herself to smile weakly. "Is that what you were wondering about...?"
Finding a relatively large rock, she placed it about a yard in front of her. "I find it...disturbing myself, that you should find need to ask that question."
Plucking a few smaller pebbles from the ground, she tossed them at the rock, a couple missing, but most of them hitting spot on.
"With all that you've seen from me...how could you imagine that I like being what I am?" she paused again," I have witnessed everyone that I loved age and perish. I can not attend church. I am feared by all manner of animals. I can't eat food. I hunt humans for blood, and am hated on the spot by anyone who knows what I am and has a lick of sense....there's a long list of small pleasures that humans take for granted, that I can no longer do."
She swallowed, holding herself back. "My soul is cursed...I can only pretend to live amongst humans...and the company of those like me is one that I abhor..." she sighed at this, " The old vampires are slowly dying old, and the new ones only care about blood, sex and money..."
She stared at the large stone in front of her, having run out of pebbles and things to throw at it. "My life should have ended 300 years ago...being human again has been my most dearest wish for all of these years. It is a pit of constantly growing despair...not so bad for the first half century...but afterwards..." she stopped, not wanting to ramble on about small details that weren't important. Taking a deep breath, she decided to definitively answer him, and she did so with a great amount of surprisingly gentle determination.
"Even if I had one heartbeat left to me before turning into a wrinkled, old corpse...I would rest easy knowing that my soul would be in his good graces again."
Movement caught her eyes and she looked just to see Connor coming over to sit next to her. His question both caught her off guard and saddened her, though she didn't show exactly the extent to which he had brought hurt to her. instead she forced herself to smile weakly. "Is that what you were wondering about...?"
Finding a relatively large rock, she placed it about a yard in front of her. "I find it...disturbing myself, that you should find need to ask that question."
Plucking a few smaller pebbles from the ground, she tossed them at the rock, a couple missing, but most of them hitting spot on.
"With all that you've seen from me...how could you imagine that I like being what I am?" she paused again," I have witnessed everyone that I loved age and perish. I can not attend church. I am feared by all manner of animals. I can't eat food. I hunt humans for blood, and am hated on the spot by anyone who knows what I am and has a lick of sense....there's a long list of small pleasures that humans take for granted, that I can no longer do."
She swallowed, holding herself back. "My soul is cursed...I can only pretend to live amongst humans...and the company of those like me is one that I abhor..." she sighed at this, " The old vampires are slowly dying old, and the new ones only care about blood, sex and money..."
She stared at the large stone in front of her, having run out of pebbles and things to throw at it. "My life should have ended 300 years ago...being human again has been my most dearest wish for all of these years. It is a pit of constantly growing despair...not so bad for the first half century...but afterwards..." she stopped, not wanting to ramble on about small details that weren't important. Taking a deep breath, she decided to definitively answer him, and she did so with a great amount of surprisingly gentle determination.
"Even if I had one heartbeat left to me before turning into a wrinkled, old corpse...I would rest easy knowing that my soul would be in his good graces again."
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She fake pouted and slid off of her new favorite horse, "Of course I do, horses live even shorter lives than humans. In the blink of an eye, she will be gone, if i don't do anything.."
She sat down on a patch of grass nearby. Despite her own words, she was happy. The fact that bessie existed meant that horses could be trained to not fear her...quietly, she planned a plan to breed a line of vampire fearless horses. It would come in handy if they never spoke again after this...or when he died. Reminders flashed in her head again- reminders that she's only got a few days with this man and his wonderful horse...but perhaps buying him the stud as a gift could keep things from going completely sour.
She was pulled out of her thoughts as he laughed, laughed about his farm actually becoming a farm. She smiled genuinely and nodded, "mhm..and maybe some chickens or pidgeons too...." she sighed as she remembered some of the farms of her time, "make a more convincing farm...easier to feed yourself...and whatever 'guests' you happen to bring home."
Chickens...something that could feed all sorts of humanoids including vampires and werewolves. She personally had never had chicken blood and briefly wondered what it wouold taste like...certainly better than cold hospital blood, she thought.
"What kind of horse would you want? A larger fellow, or maybe a racehorse...? I know a guy who still trains warhorses..."
She sat down on a patch of grass nearby. Despite her own words, she was happy. The fact that bessie existed meant that horses could be trained to not fear her...quietly, she planned a plan to breed a line of vampire fearless horses. It would come in handy if they never spoke again after this...or when he died. Reminders flashed in her head again- reminders that she's only got a few days with this man and his wonderful horse...but perhaps buying him the stud as a gift could keep things from going completely sour.
She was pulled out of her thoughts as he laughed, laughed about his farm actually becoming a farm. She smiled genuinely and nodded, "mhm..and maybe some chickens or pidgeons too...." she sighed as she remembered some of the farms of her time, "make a more convincing farm...easier to feed yourself...and whatever 'guests' you happen to bring home."
Chickens...something that could feed all sorts of humanoids including vampires and werewolves. She personally had never had chicken blood and briefly wondered what it wouold taste like...certainly better than cold hospital blood, she thought.
"What kind of horse would you want? A larger fellow, or maybe a racehorse...? I know a guy who still trains warhorses..."
I am unsure how to respond :/
She smiled gently at him, not even bothering to remind him how old she was- what time frame she had been raised in.
She listened well when he gave her her boundries, being thankful that they were loose enough to allow her some space to run the horse if she wanted- and she did indeed want.
Staying in place for a moment, feeling the reigns in her hands, she guided Bessies into a relaxed trot around,. this gave her the chance to survey her surroundings too. Everything looked good, and she was indeed careful around the eastern corner, but got a glimpse of his handiwork.
Best not to forget who he is, she reminded herself.
Her grip tightened a bit on the reigns as she thought about it.
He is a hunter...and surely not the only one in the city. She'll lay low here for the next few days, as he suggested, and she'll even try to enjoy herself...but she shouldn't get too attached to anything here. A vampire doesn't belong in a hunter's world..
With a sigh, she looked up and around, not even realizing that she had made bessi come to a full stop around the edge of the farm. She overlooked everything for a moment. This was his home, his world...but her moment here would be fleeting...so she might as well enjoy the ride.
With that thought in mind, she got bessie into a trot for a bit before slowly speeding her up until she was in a full out run. The energy and the wind in her face lifted her spirits for the moment, before she slowed bessie back down to a trot and brought her back to the stable. "Connor, she is indeed a good horse. I may invest in buying a stud for her if you would like."
She listened well when he gave her her boundries, being thankful that they were loose enough to allow her some space to run the horse if she wanted- and she did indeed want.
Staying in place for a moment, feeling the reigns in her hands, she guided Bessies into a relaxed trot around,. this gave her the chance to survey her surroundings too. Everything looked good, and she was indeed careful around the eastern corner, but got a glimpse of his handiwork.
Best not to forget who he is, she reminded herself.
Her grip tightened a bit on the reigns as she thought about it.
He is a hunter...and surely not the only one in the city. She'll lay low here for the next few days, as he suggested, and she'll even try to enjoy herself...but she shouldn't get too attached to anything here. A vampire doesn't belong in a hunter's world..
With a sigh, she looked up and around, not even realizing that she had made bessi come to a full stop around the edge of the farm. She overlooked everything for a moment. This was his home, his world...but her moment here would be fleeting...so she might as well enjoy the ride.
With that thought in mind, she got bessie into a trot for a bit before slowly speeding her up until she was in a full out run. The energy and the wind in her face lifted her spirits for the moment, before she slowed bessie back down to a trot and brought her back to the stable. "Connor, she is indeed a good horse. I may invest in buying a stud for her if you would like."
Elizabeth didn't take too long at adjusting the footholds. It took her a couple tries before remembering where to put them for her height, but she was pretty fast at it. Once the adjustments were made, she waited patiently, though she was quite excited, for him to talk to his horse and tell her when she could mount.
Keeping her energy in check, she went up to Bessie and mounted in a way that seemed well practiced. She beamed once she was up there, and petted the horse's neck, "There..that's a good girl."
She smiled down at Connor, " I should thank you for this opportunity, good sir, and ask if there be any place which I should take care to avoid?"
Sure, he had been joking around, but it was refreshing to her to be able to speak in a way that she had grown up with..to have a moment of not needing to feign a different accent or speech pattern. For a brief moment, ontop of the horse, she was entirely herself.
Keeping her energy in check, she went up to Bessie and mounted in a way that seemed well practiced. She beamed once she was up there, and petted the horse's neck, "There..that's a good girl."
She smiled down at Connor, " I should thank you for this opportunity, good sir, and ask if there be any place which I should take care to avoid?"
Sure, he had been joking around, but it was refreshing to her to be able to speak in a way that she had grown up with..to have a moment of not needing to feign a different accent or speech pattern. For a brief moment, ontop of the horse, she was entirely herself.
She nodded slightly.
'Of course' she thought to ehrself, once again stroking the beast, "what was I thinking...therapy horse...for vampires and werewolves..'
She was lost for some of his talking, being able to pick up some of it but not particuarily listenening as she mentally chastized herself for asking something stupid.
"of course...it wopuld be a shame if she didn't get bred.." she stated quietly, smiling a little as she looked into bessie's eyes. " a fine mare like you ought to breed right?"
This was followed by even more petting that might have eventually lead to sensitive hands from all the stroking, rubbing and petting she was doing. Luckily, Connor distracted her by asking the best question he could ever think of when dealing with Elizabeth. Barring the impossible return to humanity.
Her head whipped around to look at him, just like a child who was being asked to ride a pony for the first time. "Oh could I? I can brush her and saddle her and adjust the footholds.."
'Of course' she thought to ehrself, once again stroking the beast, "what was I thinking...therapy horse...for vampires and werewolves..'
She was lost for some of his talking, being able to pick up some of it but not particuarily listenening as she mentally chastized herself for asking something stupid.
"of course...it wopuld be a shame if she didn't get bred.." she stated quietly, smiling a little as she looked into bessie's eyes. " a fine mare like you ought to breed right?"
This was followed by even more petting that might have eventually lead to sensitive hands from all the stroking, rubbing and petting she was doing. Luckily, Connor distracted her by asking the best question he could ever think of when dealing with Elizabeth. Barring the impossible return to humanity.
Her head whipped around to look at him, just like a child who was being asked to ride a pony for the first time. "Oh could I? I can brush her and saddle her and adjust the footholds.."
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