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1 yr ago
Current If I fall behind in my RPs, I try to respond in order of longest wait to shortest
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2 yrs ago
Writing again after a week feels great :)
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2 yrs ago
SOrry guys, Im currently ill, and low on energy and brain power
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2 yrs ago
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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2 yrs ago
Give the band Suffer City a listen sometime
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Bio

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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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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He wrinkles his nose at the description of her reckless selflessness "yea...well tell her that her selflessness still costs something"

Still feeling tired, he decides the problem is solved in just a matter of time, and continues the conversation with his eyes closed, and a yawn, "...they attacked her shop head on. They didnt say anything, but she told me they were after some cores..."
Ray smiles gently, chuckling , "Well...youre not human. I know many races don't age like we do." he sets the plate down ontop of hers.

"So, I suppose I will ask. How old are you? And how do you go about things? Its going to take a change of looks and clothes in order for me to be very useful now. No doubt the new government is already spreading..."
He reached for the bags, humming, "...if she's fae, then she shouldnt tell people to not worry about mana here. Thats just silly." he gives a small, fond smirk though. Then with a deep breath, he focuses on the bags in his hands, infusing them with all of the mana he can muster. AFter a moment, he tiredly hands them back, looking around for a place to sit. "...that's all I have"
He eats slowly, turning the new information over in his mind between bites. With a hum, he twirls one bite a little before eating it. Looking back at her as she apologizes, he chuckles, "...I think you did. But I appreciate the apology regardless."

He quietly finishes the pancake and sighs, both with satisfaction and relief, and because he knows thigs will get more difficult soon. "This was nice...but... we cant hold up here for too much longer. If you didnt think it had resources to cook, I can only imagine it doesnt have much left, if anything. Even if we are never found, we will need resources. and then assume that we *will* be found someday..."
He smiles a faint smile, still tired looking, and sits down, "...I slept, technically. Thank you."

He finds a spot and slowly sits down to sort himself and his plate out to be in a comfortable position. ....What is this house? Is it haunted? Enchanted?"

He takes a small bite, "mm...it can cook well, at least."
So, im confused about her fears of being found out

is it just in her character?

or...did it get lost in the planning somewhere that this country is a magical one...that happens to be getting detroyed and run over by an anti-magical government?

because it seems to me to be the latter...?
A house where things move is still odd to him, but Ray decided to stop questioning it so much. It was odd...but hadnt harmed them yet. As far as he knew.

...where was the fox girl?

He didnt see her around anywhere, but for now, there was a plate of food being moved towards him. And his stomach growled in agreement. WIth a sigh of resignation, he nods slightly and accepts the plate...and after a moment of hesitation, also picked up the fork that had moved earlier.

"...thank you"

And with that, he awkwardly shuffles out to the porch.
"Yes...Its nice to meet someone actually good. Well, if she truely is. She's got a good track record anyways."

Hearing about the blood packs, he sighs and holds a hand out. Sprouting a cat-like tail, it waves and twitches in annoyance behind him, eventhough he looks completely calm and slightly smug on the outside- he holds a hand out, " Give me the bags, I'll pour in a good charge"
Collected again, the ex knight stared blankly at the blanket waving around infront of his face. Magic. It's just magic of some sort. Surely.

With a slight groan of his own, he pushes himself off and out of the chair. Having been tense for nearly his whole resting period, he stretches a little and yawned. Making his way to the kitchen which the blanket was pointing to...he thinks, anyways.

"Well... this is odd but, I'll try talking anyways...did you...want me in here?"
The tiger man casually shifted to be more human like, but with pointy ears, and those still purpleish silver streaks across his skin. His cheeriness faded a little into something more passive as he watched the process start. He looked curiously at the doctor as she questioned his motives, and he gave a lazy shrug and a faint smirk, before crossing his arms and leaning against whatever was around, "You'd help someone who took a bullet for you, wouldn't you?"
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