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6 yrs ago
Current To all I'm in RPs with: I apologise if my replies are sparse. Life isn't kind.
7 yrs ago


My name is DJ.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.

Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.

Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.

Arena Stats

2 Wins / 2 Losses / 0 Draws
1200 points

Most Recent Posts

I've got an idea cooking up right now. Still WIP but I'm here!
Eldritch horror? Sign me up.
One Piece fan here, I'm interested.
David and sighed, shaking his head as he listened to the radio conversation. He'd heard a lot worse, but at the same time the negativity wasn't suited for the task at hand. But he did agree with Elias, the man with the cards and slightly shifty eyes.

"Agreed. I'm also holding out hope that we're going to find this kid. Despite the snowstorm."

As the group began their walk, David continued to observe their surroundings, occasionally using his camera as a makeshift set of binoculars. The quiet was awkward. Tense. Even moreso with the sheer biting cold and the incessant falling snow. After a time, David spoke up again.

"Are there any other missing persons reports? Freak storms like this? There any trends we can go on, maybe? Find a pattern or something? Anything to help our search."
"Truck sounds good. Beats walking through all this snow."

David chuckled, hands still stuffed into the pockets of his jacket. He was lucky that he'd had thicker clothes before coming here. Knowing the weather could change at any moment, despite the circumstances, and being prepared was a life choice he'd made early on in his career. Still, he took the opportunity while the group was talking among themselves to snap a few more photos of the area, including of the group. The Japanese woman, another older woman. Two men. And himself. Commemorated through time in digital media.

He smiled to himself, then replaced the cap on his camera lens and let the little device rest on his chest. He rubbed his hands together and breathed on them, fat load of good that did with gloves on, and glanced at the other assembled folks.

"We should probably get a move on before it gets any colder."
"No it certainly isn't the best way to meet new folks."

David rubbed his arms as he fully zipped up his thick, puffy jacket. It was too cold. Colder than the time he'd gone to northern Canada for a nature photoshoot. That was the one thing that he wasn't expecting of Hildon. At least, in the middle of this snowstorm anyhow. He brushed snow off of his camera and tried to pay attention to the sheriff's little speech, pushing the cold to the back of his mind. As the assembled citizens began to disperse towards their groups and leave for their assigned search areas, David pulled the cap off the lens of his camera and snapped a few pictures.

He let his camera fall to his chest and adjusted the thick beanie on his head as the group slowly dwindled down to six people, himself included. One of them, a local man, turned around and introduced himself as Jake. The others introduced themselves and when it came to his turn, he nodded to the rest of them and shook the man's hand, before withdrawing and stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

God he was cold.

"Name's David. Nice to meet you all."
Colour me interested.
I'd throw my hat in the ring and bring out my favourite photographer David Sawyer, but there seems to be a lot of folks interested already. But I will stick around to read this!
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