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7 yrs ago
My son is back up and walking, and school is OVER, thank God. So Hopefully my world will be returning to normal, as will my posting time.
7 yrs ago
Got a 2yr old in a full leg cast, finals, and work deadlines that are piling up at the moment. Bare with me. I will get through this and return to normal activity levels.
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7 yrs ago
I apologize for the delay, my 2yr old blew out his knee on Monday and we've been in and out of hospitals. I HAVE to do school work tonight, if I finish I'll post.
7 yrs ago
Working on my taxes. Will get to posts tomorrow.
7 yrs ago
Wednesdays and Weekends are still school work days for me for 3 more weeks. Also, started a new job last week and I'm just realizing how unorganized they are. So bare with me while I situate.

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Hello there. My name is Kate. I was born in 1987 (Do the math so I don't have to update every year!), and I live in the south eastern united states. I've been role playing through chat rooms or forums since I was 12. I have a deep wealth of life experience from which I draw to enlighten and enrich my role play. I'm almost finished with my PhD (It couldn't come any sooner!!!). I'm a very open person. If you have a question, feel free to ask. In regards to role play, I tend to prefer original characters and I have folders of hundreds of characters I've made already or reference pictures for characters that have yet to be made. I prefer anything not slice of life pretty much, and I definitely lean towards darker themes. I will do X rated material when it fits the story, but my stories will never revolve around that. I'm comfortable with forum, pm, emails, etc. I have LOTS of reference material if you'd like a sample of my work. I play mostly females, but occasionally will develop a Male that I'm comfortable exploring. When I'm in to a story, I can often find time to post daily or multiple times per day. At worst, I can definitely post at least once a week. I prefer long-term partners/ story lines. My longest partner I role played with was multiple stories over about a 10 year span. I'm an introvert, so finding new partners is always very difficult for me. My post style tends to be multi- para to para depending on my partner and the speed of the story. I generally match the complexity of my partner's posting, though posts with dialog for example may be shorter.

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As abruptly as Ona had assessed the awkwardness of his personal appearance, she likewise switched into work mode and completely ignored all that was just as usual for Jules in order to ensure that the quality of her work was absolute perfection. Unlike his lazy, haphazard page turning, Ona was engaged in the tedious task of searching each shred of flatted tree pulp and lasered ink for pertinent information that would result in adjustments of her ratings of the interviewee's behavior. The slightest twitch of an eye noted, the most minor of pause could indicate an issue of concern. Once in this mode, the world around Ona tended to be completely blacked out. She lost all awareness of her body's needs, of natural social ques or attempts at banter and communication from others, of the discomfort of her own excessive outfitting. There was nothing else that was important in the entire universe except the file that she was working on at that moment.

When Jules interrupted her, it took a second for her to snap out of it and look up. She'd all but forgotten about the hideous shirt and tie combo that was now staring down upon her. Gazing at it again somehow made her question her own appearance and on of her hands moved to run down her waist as though smoothing out the material, ultimately reassuring her that she was still perfect, still beautiful. "E. Taylor?... Uhh... I guess. Why? Is something wrong?" She furrowed her brow, unable to recall immediately the face that belonged to the file he was requesting. Perhaps this was someone that he interviewed when she was gone. If that was the case though, wouldn't a fresh set of eyes be good for the review?
I want to! I'll definitely work on carving it back into my schedule. Comprehensive exams start for my PhD next week... so I'll have to figure out when I have time for that too! lol
She did in fact feel better today, in the sort of way that Ona tended to be better or worse... she was pleased with her personal appearance, and thus pleased with the attention that she received from others. The glances, the whispers, the sneers, and even the grab simply made her feel invincible. Somehow even on days like these the reflection that she saw in the mirror was never quite true to who she was. Her elegance and perfection today made her self-imposed image taller and stronger. She easily ignored the lines of her ribs that shone slightly through the leatherette of her too tight dress, and the hallow that continued to grow in her cheeks. Her eating habits had grown particularly harsh as of late, often leaving her to go several days without eating anything and consuming only the sludge that the office called coffee. The caffeine kept her up, but she was withering away to anyone who cared to truly see. Today, having eaten breakfast she was slightly brighter and more lively. Of course, instead of attributing it to the food, she would merely see it as positivity gained from the continued pursuit of beautification.

Once inside the office, Ona's attention drew away from herself and became immersed in her work. Today, they needed to enter the data from all of the interviews that were conducted yesterday, carefully analyze all of the results, and produce their reports which ultimately gave the individuals ratings on different qualities such as socialization, employ-ability, and longevity. These ratings were then passed on to further reviewers for any individuals who scored high enough to qualify for a second interview. It was a detail oriented, pain-staking process... but it had to be done, and Ona and Jules were the ones who did it. When he burst through the door in the nick of time, his humid, rushed, sickly aura came with him. Ona couldn't help but turn to him with a scowl on her face initially. She hoped that it wouldn't rub off on her and ruin the perfection she'd worked so hard to achieve. "Good morning..." she eyed him momentarily, hoping that her scowl softened as she worked through the truth that was her only friend sitting before her. "You know... green and purple really don't go together. They make you look sick..."

She raised her hand, sliding her middle finger up the side of her cheek bone to her temple momentarily applying pressure before turning her attention away to the stack of folders on her desk. "I've already started. Here... we'll split them. You take this half." She split the pile more in one-third to two third proportions, holding out the smaller stack to him while the larger stack stayed settled in it's place. "We need to get these done and submit so they can start second round call backs."
I plan on posting today! Sorry for the delay. Just with all my rps going kaput I've gotten out of the habit of clearing a time for posting.
I'm sorry. I'm here if you need to just chat.
@EmzyOfNeverland

Johnathan

Johnathan waited until Nik had left to check on his Master. He didn't want to seem like he was ease dropping, and after so long locked in this tower with no one but Dash, he didn't want to admit that he became anxious when others came around. Some were worse than others. Nik was definitely the hardest. Johnathan couldn't help but imagine being the one that Nik visited, and that he would one day take away from this place. He envied the obvious love that Nik had for his brother. Somewhere out there was Nik's family, and he hoped that they too loved him that way, and would want him freed. The thought brought a familiar sour taste to his mouth that reminded him that his 'employers' would never allow such a thing. He'd been specially chosen for this assignment. To age and rot here in the dark seclusion of this prison.

He cleared his thoughts as he knocked at Dash's door. They'd been around each other too long now. He didn't want Dash to read the longing on his face. "Sir, I just wanted to check in. Is there anything that I can get you, or do for you?" He didn't enter unless Dash called him in. Instead, he stood at the door awaiting his orders.

Sasha and Genny

Out front a black, sleek limousine pulled up to the main doors and stopped. The driver stepped out and walked around the car a little less briskly than usual. The girls in the back were tired anyways. They weren't in a hurry today. When he opened the door, the Princess Sasha was the first to be shown. The driver kept his face stone straight, holding the door as the young beautiful girl climbed out of the car with dark sunglasses on, her hair tied back in a pony tail, and wearing a skin tight pink dress that stopped shy of mid thigh. She didn't bother to pick up any of her own belongings and instead merely stepped aside and waited as her mother climbed out behind her. Her mother's hair was lighter and loose, cascading down her back. Her eyes were lighter than Sasha's, and her skin more pale and pink than Sasha's pale olive skin. She wore a softer, looser long black gown that gently caressed her figure. Before the Queen had made it out of the car more servants rushed to help, offering her a hand and moving to the trunk to begin unloading luggage. The Queen and her youngest princess had been in Australia for some weeks now. Diving was Sasha's favorite hobby, and the Great Barrier Reef was one of her favorite locations. Her mother alternatively tended to spend her time shopping, in clubs, or at shows if she wasn't busy with any business ventures.

The Queen brushed off the hand offered to her and stepped away from the limo without faking appreciation for the people who swarmed her. "I want a hot bath drawn, and afterwards a fresh meal... something young. Where is my husband?" Her eyes turned to the nearest servant for an answer.

Sasha waited impatiently, but didn't dare go in and continue her business before her mother. She didn't want to start a fight the first day back. She wanted to savor the experience that she'd had.
Ok. I'm hoping that recent positive developments (my son now being able to stand finally after 10 days in a cast, and my final 2 courses of my PhD are finished) mean that I'm going to be less busy and stressed and able to return to my regular rp participation. As such, I was looking in here and considering intro'ing my three characters. So I read back about the last page and a half of posts, and I think the easiest way to intro would be to state that the Queen and Princess were away on a trip. As for the servant, I'm not going to make much of an excuse and just assume that he was around, but not in the foreground.

Does that sound ok to you guys?

@GrizzTheMauler@EmzyOfNeverland
Ona gave him no explanation. She merely shrugged off his question and waved him away. It didn't matter anyways. She assumed that he would receive the same admonishment. She assumed that as a team, her stress was his stress and vice versa. Perhaps Ona was incapable of seeing the reality of the pressure that she put on herself. Regardless of what it was, she slept well that night. She was exhausted from having stayed up almost the entire night before and then working all day. Her body was feeling the affects of not eating for several days in a row. She was making herself sick. The next morning she woke up feeling particularly dehydrated and weak. At least her body gave her occasional reminders that the penalty for not eating and drinking would be death eventually. She took the time to prepare a small omelet out of a single egg's whites and a handful of spinach. She brewed herself a hot cup of herbal tea as well... tea was good for stress after all. Then in typical Ona fashion, she did what she knew would make her less stressed today... she adorned herself.

Today it was a form fitting black dress that highlighted the thinness of her figure with its decorative lines. She wore gloves that tucked in to the shoulders of the dress, and tall boots that disappeared under the hem of the skirt. Her hair slicked down the sides of her head in perfect cascades coming to a fine point, and a black reflective visor ran across her eyes.



The effect was sharp, hard, and impending. This was her beauty, this was her version of comfortable and stress free. When she felt fully prepared, she left, still clocking in early on her way to her office. Today she would be perfect, and therefore work would be perfect and thus her stress levels would be lowered, pleasing the bosses. She was sure of it.
Sorry @grizzthemauler and @emzyofneverland I'll decide when things calm down if I feel like I can catch up. Tomorrow I have another medical appointment with my son. He still hasn't been able to stand or walk. It's been 10 days now :( He's 2. So it's been really crazy trying to keep him busy and not bored when he's stuck all the time, and then handling all the medical stuff and working full time, and this week is the final week of my final classes for my PhD.

It all just kinda collided at a bad moment >_<.
I apologize for my absence. Monday night my 2 yr old blew out his knee on the trampoline, since then it's been a complete shit show of medical appointments and trying to fit in work hours around them.

Honestly I feel like I'm so behind already that I should just apologize for the inconvenience and bow out of the rp.
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