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3 yrs ago
Current It's good to be back, can't wait to get back into role playing.
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3 yrs ago
You don't need to lurk, you can message me :)
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3 yrs ago
Wow it's been 4 years, far too long. If anyone's interested in RPing please let me know.
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8 yrs ago
Been super sick and super busy 😥 getting better though!
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8 yrs ago
Super super sick 😭
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Bio





  • Getting towards the older end of the spectrum, over 18 so no worries.
  • Been writing since I was twelve years old.



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  • One Main Character against One Main Character. NPCs shares or not shared are always welcome! But preferred is one Main.
  • [*]Fade to Black is preferred[/color]
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  • Male and Female characters galore! I got over the ‘I only play the gender I am’ a LONG time ago and it has broaden my horizons so much; I cannot recommend doing this enough! If you’re stuck on ‘how’, PM me and I’ll gladly give you tips.
  • Real life is a busy life – possible delays, always available for OOC chats though!
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    • 3+ paragraphs regularly, 2 on a bad day.
    • Role Play in 3rd person.
    • Past tense is the style I prefer.
    • Threads please



    Lists of Role Play Requests and Ideas!
    Random Ideas!
    Character Sheets!
    Click here for Tips, Tricks and Personal Growth, please add your own!


    Male Example #1: Not Your Average Butler
    Female Example #1: Spider-Man: Childhood Friends
    Male Example #2: Harry Potter: The Foreign Exchange Student
    Female Example #2: Inside the Hidden Leaf Village.

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    Yes it is still open.
    PM me with a CS.

    Any other takers?
    PM me with your idea for a companion and we'll take it off from there!

    Spoon!
    HA HA HA HA!
    “Mom?!” A voice called out into the distance. “MOM!!!!” A blue haired sixteen year old girl ran through burning flames. A large sword on her back. “MOM!!!!!” Another screamed left her, desperate for a response but received nothing. The war on the planet turned into a massacre. Her mother had gone into hiding with the other older women and much to her father’s dislike; she joined the battle as well.

    The planet was full of kind hearted people who were pushed into a war that they didn’t want by an invading alien group. Torture and massive destruction happened before the Metra race started to fight back, than the true power of the race came out and they prove themselves to be valiant warriors. The war had spanned on for three years before a large explosion took out most of the planet. People were in hiding, somehow in some way; Nikki survived and had been wondering around the planet looking for her family. Her father was dead, she had to watch him die; like a warrior, he went down fighting and she couldn’t be more proud of him. Since then she took up his sword and it hadn’t left her back except to kill some of the other aliens that had invaded and got in her way of tracking down her mom.

    A few times, walking through the planet’s destruction, she shot off a flame with an alert looking for help, there is no way that she was the only one who survived. There had to have been others right? Like her mom and her mom’s friends that all went into hiding, the children who were supposed to be in hiding. Her friends and classmates who had chosen to hide from the war instead of try to win it. No one was emerging and she only had a few flares left she could use.

    The travels of the wounded and tired warrior took her to her home town which was still up in flames. She rose the gun and shot off another flare not paying attention to wear she was aiming and didn’t realize it bounced off of something high in the sky and exploded under it. She was too busy running into the town screaming at the top of her lungs. “MOM?! MOM!!!!!” Her voice echoed over the blazing fires until she ran towards the middle of the town square where the large water fountain sat and was the secret entrance to the safe house that everyone should have been hiding in. Her arrival to the fountain was a horrible sight. Bodies of her friends and her mom’s friends were scattered all over the ground and in the fountain which was pouring red… blood. The worst as at the top of the fountain; the sight of her mother’s small body strung up by her intestines, her deep brown eyes, matching her daughters were hide but her mouth was closed, as if accepting her own death but since she was the wife of the leader of the civilization the aliens were fighting, she had to be made an example of.

    Horror filled Nikki’s brown eyes and as fell to her knees in front of the fountain of bodies and the hanging corpse of her beloved mother. At first the girl was silent in her black t-shirt and dark blue jeans and black light weight boots, than she leaned her head back, staring up at the starry sky and let out a scream of pain, throwing her hands out to each side, she threw well over two hundred pounds of pressure out of her hands and destroyed the standing structures around her. Nothing compared to the pain she felt that after she screamed she felt forward, hands on the ground crying uncontrollably.


    An older version of the blue haired girl in the dream flung up from the cot she had rented with her last winnings of catching her bait. Her face and chest dripping in sweat; she placed her right hand on her forehead as she attempted to catch her breath. The dream was getting more detailed, more intense and she couldn’t get passed it. A long sight left the blue haired girl as she pulled off the covers and allowed her tan feet to touch the cold floor. Slowly, Nikki stood up and pulled her clothes on her shoulders and pants onto her waste. Once the boots were on her feet, she slid her gun into the hustler and her pocket knives and hidden blades into place of easy reach. Sadness filled her as she picked up her final item before her backpack. The sword, the sword of her father; one of the two things she had left of her parents’ belongings. The sword of her father and the necklace of her mother, which is around her neck; a sigh left her as she slung it over her shoulder and tightened the strap around her shoulder. Throwing her bag over her shoulder, she left the room she had rented and decided she need to find new leads for a new bounty.

    Today, the deep brown eyed woman was on the Hetachi planet, a planet full of weird looking aliens with smooched faced and tentacles for hands. Making her way down the stairs, she paid the innkeeper and left. Down the street was a short walk to a nearby pub. A long sigh left her as she pushed the door open and walked inside; the place was nearly empty since it was about ten o’clock in the morning but here, any time is a good time to drink. Falling into one of the chairs at the bar she pushed the bag she was carrying against the ground under her feet. But she was smart; she hooked her foot through the shoulder strap to keep the bag from wondering off. The bartender took her order and slide her a beer, which she took a long drink of; she needed to get that dream out of her mind, some food in her stomach then off to find another job. Just a typical day for her bounty hunting ways.

    Nikki Ivy

    20 years of age, been the only Metra left from the planet for four years.

    Status: Not only is she single, but she is the last of her kind.

    Occupation: Bounty Hunter in the far future. Turning in her pray to the GP (Galactic Police) or whoever paid her to find the individual(s).

    Personality: Young Nikki is hard shell, she witnessed her father's death and found her mother strung up by her organs in her home town square in the war that destroyed, this all happened 4 years ago and she still is hard shell. But she learned that not talking can be worse then talking so she started to speak again after the first year of being alone. Soon she became sarcastic, insulting and arrogant in her manors. She hasn't found many people that can best her between her wit and her skills with swords, guns and hidden blades.

    Biography: Nikki Ivy, warrior girl (a princess none-the-less) from a planet that everyone died from a horrible war, her species is known as Metra; she can levitate things up to 400 pounds but she has to act out the action in some form or another, she can't do it with just her mind. The amount that she can lift it doubled by her age. She regularly wakes up from a flash back to her life changing after she found out everyone was dead and make her a bounty hunter for whoever will pay her due to her skills. She's not invulnerable, she can still get injured and/or die and has many enemies from her job not to mention the people that wanted her planet destroyed. The blue hair is the trait of her people. She should be pale but her mother was an Indian woman from earth so she's very tan. Even though she is a half blood, she embraces both parts of her heritage and studies them in with a passion, believing that knowing both is important for her to remember everything about her home. Not only the bad things of the war and her parents deaths, but the good things and the happy things.
    Tony wasn’t just arrogant, he was brave too. Working with S.H.I.E.L.D. he had seen a lot in his young life and had gone through a lot more than his mom would really have wanted him to experience. ‘It’s good for the boy’ his father would protest, ‘if he’s going to take over Stark Industries he needs to be tough and going through all this will make him tough.’ Sure, going through all that Tony did make him tough but it really didn’t make him all that happy. It’s funny how someone can go through so much but experience so little. Real life was a blur to him and to be honest, with how much S.H.I.E.L.D. has him doing, it’s kind of a bore too.

    “I’ve seen better,” He said in that blunt honesty way of his as he rose his broad shoulders in a shrug. “There’s actually an amazing club down the road that’s themed around greek times, while there’s one in that direction.” He said pointing to the other way, “That has a space age theme to it. So…” He began with a joking tone to his voice. “You go that way for togas, or that way.” His finger holding the scotch changed directions. “For skin tight spandex.” Giving a small nod with a playful smile he took a drink of his scotch and paced it down on the coaster. “But this is a nice middle ground I’d have to say, less space age but a bit more class.”

    Tilting his head to one side he watched her closely with his deep brown eyes, somehow he felt as if he knew her. She looked familiar in one form or another but he couldn’t quite put his finger onto it as to why. Mentally he shrugged it off before spinning the glass gently on the coaster. “So I’m going to use what is typically used as a tacky pick up line but I really do mean it for conversation, what brings you here?” His gaze moved up from his drink to the lady across from him. Sure he may have the arrogant ways of his father but if there was one thing his mother made sure he got, it was that sometimes, sometimes, you shouldn’t be so arrogant; and he took a chance to think maybe this was a time when he should back of… just a tad.
    I grew up role playing on a Harry Potter based forum so I'm highly fluent in that world, I also really enjoy Percy Jackson and have two characters designed for said world.
    But I'm also interested in the Assassin/Bounty Hunter, just seems like an interesting idea.
    I'll be more than happy to send you a sample of my work my own rule is fade to black.
    If you could let me know one way or the other so I don't sit twirling my thumbs waiting for an answer that would be wonderful!
    Thanks.
    -leaves cookies-
    -toddles off-
    A couple jumped out at me.
    I'm typically not a fan of Post Apocalyptic role plays but something about you and the way you write, I think I could really get into the idea with you!
    Especially with you being an aspiring novelist, I think that you could paint a picture in my head that I can run with instead of the paragraph or two role players that just don't do it for me.

    I also would be interested in hearing your mafia idea because I have two character based around running a mafia.

    And lastly, I have fallen in love with Fairy Tail and would love to discuss the plot you have proposed earlier with a twist of my own.
    If you are interested please PM me!
    Maybe.... anyone....?
    This is a bump, bump bump bump bump.
    -beams-
    -puts out brownies-
    Bump!

    What's your piratexprince idea?
    I'd also be into a Princex(anything else), I was thinking either a maid or a stable hand; could be a princess or a townswoman.
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