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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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  • 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



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    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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    For her first adventure, Catwoman was hoping it would be a bit more challenging. The robbers had turned off the security system so getting in from the back door was next to nothing. The only thing that happened that, okay it didn’t surprise her but it happened; was someone was patrolling the hallways to make sure no one, like her broke in. The robbers must have shut off the power to try to access the volt easier because the hallways were dark, which made her move through the hallway a lot easier; within moments, she had the man hog-tied and gagged by his own sock. Oh yes, she was good.

    By the way Catwoman made her way to the hostage area she was able to hear Spider-Man’s sarcastic and playfulness. How did she not catch it was Peter was beyond her but hey, it happens. His quickness with bullets was still impressive and as people began to attempt to give Spider-Man a run for his money, Catwoman used the moment to slip behind the desk near the hostages.

    At first they were startled by the sudden appearance of the figure but soon understood what was happening. In the commotion she used a whip to pull the knocked over tables alongside each other to create a pathway leading towards the exit door. Her physical instructions told them to keep their heads forward and watch the fight while she worked. The ten people followed her directions, keeping their eyes on chaos in front of them as Catwoman worked. Between the noise of the gunfire, the shouting of the men and the shouting of Spider-Man; the tables moving were unnoticeable. The people filed out quickly, crawling on their hands and knees the ten adults moved quickly and Catwoman stayed in her place listening for any changes.

    Something did change and she caught on instantly. A single set of feet turned to see the tables and began to walk over; but he was disarmed and she knew that because he began to fumble in his pockets looking for a knife. “The fucking hostages are getting away!” He shouted as he arrived to the turned over table.

    Catwoman sprang up with ease and caused the robber to jump in surprise. “Language. There’s ladies in the room.” She said in a lecturing manner as he hesitated before pulling the switchblade out of his pocket. As he went into his pocket, she went forward, placing both hands onto his shoulders. He turned his upper body wanting to shake out of her hands; she spun him around and forced him downwards. The back of his head getting introduced to the aluminum bars holding the table together, his heart beat slowed and his breathing swallowed as an indicator to her senses that he was knocked out cold.

    She watched him fall to the ground in time to see one of the men point a gun in Spider-Man’s direction. She flicked out her whip and wrapped it around the gun, pulling it from the man’s hand with the force of the re-tracking whip and caught the gun in her gloved hands. She dropped the clip to the ground and kicked it off in one direction before dropping the gun to her feet. “Boys and their toys. Don’t you know it’s rude to point.”
    Did she just accept his date? Wait… was this a date or was she just getting her hopes up considering she hasn’t gone out in so long; much less had a so-called ‘friend’ outside of the work environment in so many years. But was this a date or just two people trying to get to know each other more? How much was she allowed to know about him? How much could she honestly tell him? What would Fury think? Say? DO?! You know what… screw it. She deserved to have a good time with someone and there was no reason it couldn’t be him.

    Rising to her feet, after finishing her food, she placed her bowl down on the coffee table and followed him to the door. Her small frame leaned against the outline of the door as one arm stretched up and hand rested against the top of the door thanks to her height. “If you’re free tomorrow, and willing to make the long and horrible journey to my front door, I have tomorrow off; I’m sure I can find something heavy for you to lift. Say… two o’clock. If you’re free that is, I don’t want to pressure you or anything.” She said quickly as she realized her joking could easily come across as pushy or demanding. She didn’t need to be like that, she wasn’t at work and that surely wasn’t the impression she wanted to give off to such a gorgeous hunk of man who was as shy as a guy from comic-con trying to talk to a cheerleader. He wasn’t someone she wanted to push away… at all!
    Steve could tell her he just passed gas and she would forgive him in a heartbeat with that apologetic look. Her heart slammed against her chest and she felt as though she could melt on the couch instantly. Mentally, Sharon kicked herself. How dare she think like this!! She was here to do a mission. They moved her from her apartment here so she could keep an eye on him and here she was feeling… feelings against him. NO! Bad Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Before she could stop herself from saying it, “I bet mine’s the best!” God what was she getting herself into.

    His invite was unexpected. Oh god what was she getting herself into but his sudden shyness was adorable as he stumbled over his words like a baby horse learning its first steps. A small smile crept across her full lips as she munched on the salad watching him spit out his words. The corners of her lips curled into a smile she couldn’t help and once she finished swallowing, the closed mouth smile expanded showing her straight pearly white teeth. “I’d love to have someone to go see it with, but if you want an apple pie taste you’ll have to earn it.” She said with a playful sternness to her voice as she pointed an empty fork at him. “Apple pie isn’t free, you’ll have to lift heavy stuff and take me to Lady Liberty. You might even have to pick me up which can be a traitorous journey across the hallway!” She had not been so playfully dramatic in a long time; it was nice to talk to someone outside of work. But how would Fury take this? Oh well, who cares. He’s just another guy to be watched right? What better way to watch him than to hang around him?
    “Oh I’m sure you miss catching me so I’ll be sure to fall more often when I’m myself and not in costume.” Lexi’s face gently tilted into his hand closing her eyes, feeling the cloth against her face was no different than feeling his hand; the suite was now a part of whom Peter Parker was and she has accepted that, but she loved her Peter before and after Spider-Man. When he asked her to not go looking for trouble, her blue eyes flickered open and she locked her gaze with Peter’s soft brown eyes. “I promise.” She said softly.

    Suddenly, her ears twitched, much like a cat’s did when they heard a noise and Lexi jumped instantly to her feet. “Gunfire.” She said quickly. “And screaming. Robbery, the bank.” She was repeated snippets of what she was hearing from the distance. Her gaze flicked to Peter who had jumped to his feet as well. “Does that count as a cry for help?” She asked in a teasing fashion as she plucked her mask from the ground and leaned up giving him a kiss. “Let’s see how this works.” She said playfully as she pulled her mask over her face; giving him one more kiss because she couldn’t help herself, she lowered her mask to protect her mouth and ran towards the edge and jumped; the tingling sensation and the hairs on the back of her neck standing up in a good fashion said that Peter was hot on her tail.

    Landing on the rooftop next to the bank she observed the scene before turning to Peter. “So, I’ll get the hostages out, you take down the badies. Everyone’s scared of a spider and everyone trust a cat.” She said playfully as she gently brushed his arm with her clothed hand. It was the only way she could think of to show affection while they were in costume. “See you inside. I’ll be listening for some great lines.” She said with a cheeky grin flashing her sharp teeth as she walked backwards, “I love you.” She said softly, knowing that any time could be his last and that was the last thing she would want him to hear from her, with that she fell off the building and swung herself towards the roof of the bank.
    “Oh I’m sure you miss catching me so I’ll be sure to fall more often when I’m myself and not in costume.” Lexi’s face gently tilted into his hand closing her eyes, feeling the cloth against her face was no different than feeling his hand; the suite was now a part of whom Peter Parker was and she has accepted that, but she loved her Peter before and after Spider-Man. When he asked her to not go looking for trouble, her blue eyes flickered open and she locked her gaze with Peter’s soft brown eyes. “I promise.” She said softly.

    Suddenly, her ears twitched, much like a cat’s did when they heard a noise and Lexi jumped instantly to her feet. “Gunfire.” She said quickly. “And screaming. Robbery, the bank.” She was repeated snippets of what she was hearing from the distance. Her gaze flicked to Peter who had jumped to his feet as well. “Does that count as a cry for help?” She asked in a teasing fashion as she plucked her mask from the ground and leaned up giving him a kiss. “Let’s see how this works.” She said playfully as she pulled her mask over her face; giving him one more kiss because she couldn’t help herself, she lowered her mask to protect her mouth and ran towards the edge and jumped; the tingling sensation and the hairs on the back of her neck standing up in a good fashion said that Peter was hot on her tail.

    Landing on the rooftop next to the bank she observed the scene before turning to Peter. “So, I’ll get the hostages out, you take down the badies. Everyone’s scared of a spider and everyone trust a cat.” She said playfully as she gently brushed his arm with her clothed hand. It was the only way she could think of to show affection while they were in costume. “See you inside. I’ll be listening for some great lines.” She said with a cheeky grin flashing her sharp teeth as she walked backwards, “I love you.” She said softly, knowing that any time could be his last and that was the last thing she would want him to hear from her, with that she fell off the building and swung herself towards the roof of the bank.
    A small laugh left her when he mentioned that he couldn’t use the online pizza delivery menu. “I’m glad I could help a little guy, no matter how big he is. Then again, we’re all little people at heart. At least that’s what I like to believe.” Listening to him talk about New York City made her smile, he didn’t seem to know all that much but the new things that had happened due to the battle of New York. Oh Stark was proud of that even though part of Sharon’s job was some of the paperwork. Spoil smart-guy was obsessed with himself that if he could he’d have statues made of himself… oh wait, he does; if you count the Iron Man ones. Stupid Stark.

    “So pizza, baseball and apple pie.” She repeated with a cheese grin as she sat down on one end of the couch and tucked her long legs under her. For a girl she was rather tall at five foot eleven inches and most of it was in her legs. “This sounds like my kind of city, though I’ll have to make a habit of running or I might get fat.” She stirred the contents of her bowl before sticking the fork into the chicken and lettuce. “Though I have to question the apple pie, my family’s recipe is a classic and rather hard to compete with. I have yet to climb Lady Liberty or see the island itself but I’ve passed it a few times. It does look breath-taking. Is it that neat up close?”
    “So am I right to assume we’re going to skip the,” She mocked his voice, “I don’t want you fighting crime Lexi, it’s too dangerous,” Than she changed to hers. “But I can help and if we’re going to be together we need to be involved with each other’s lives.” Her voice went back to her version of Peter’s. “It’s too dangerous you could get hurt.” Than to her voice. “‘Well, since I seem to fall in the middle of everything anyway, best I defend myself so you’ll have less to worry about.’ Then I’d bat my eyes and pout my lips and you’d let me come along thinking that I’ll change my mind after I see how dangerous it is. Does that sound about right?”

    Did this girl know her boyfriend? Or did this girl know her boyfriend? If Peter had learned anything from being friends with Lexi it was that when she had her mind set to something, changing it was damn near impossible. She loved the idea of being with Peter; she loved the idea even more of being involved in all aspects of his life. But this was one a bit different, a bit more dangerous but that was all the more reason for her to be there for him. She was tired of seeing her boyfriend hurt and now; for some reason, she had a gift too and could actually help him! “By the way, I wasn’t going crazy when I said I felt lighter and you’re not getting stronger…” She gave his hair a small playful pull as she leaned forward kissing his lips gently before pulling back. “Well maybe you could be getting stronger but it’s hard to tell since my body weight is only 50 pounds. I mean I know people drop weight when they’re in the hospital but no matter how much I eat or how little, I never budge from that weight. It’s weird. Oh and I feel down the stairs a few days ago and landed on my hands and feet as if I landed on a pillow. What do you make of that sweetie?” Hollow bones and ability to land on their feet... kinda sounds like a cat huh?
    When he said he traveled across the world and helped people her mind raced, that calculating brain that S.H.I.E.L.D. valued so much processed what he could be. She didn’t think Fury would want her to watch someone who was involved with the company so she eliminated involvement there. Maybe he worked for the FBI or the CIA or some special section of the military. That would explain his actions when he’s around her. There’s nothing wrong with that, she understood the importance of helping people and as she tossed the chicken once again, a sweet closed mouth smile crept across her full lips as she turned her blue gaze up to him. “I’m sure you do Mister Rogers,” Refusing to call him Steve until he gave her the okay like he did her. “I’m sure you help many people; just remember that the little things go a long way.” She thought about the story of Captain American and how he went from being someone who didn’t have anything going for him but a good and honest heart and how much of an impact he made on the world; in all of her Aunt’s stories she only expressed joy, pride and happiness about him; she never once blamed him for anything or felt any sort of negativity towards him.

    As he asked what brought her to the area she couldn’t help but laugh. “I do a lot of computer work.” And science, machine work, research, security, high tech things and the sorts but he didn’t need to know about that. “So my goal is to get on somewhere to do something good, like security systems that will help protect people. I’d love to get a job where I know that I’m helping protect the little guy because there will be little guys after him and hopefully; he’ll be inspired to protect them just like I was inspired by someone myself.” She was close with her Aunt Peggy and didn’t want to think or talk about it so she brushed off the topic by starting a new conversation and pulled out the chicken and diced it up on the cutting board before sprinkling it onto the salads and pulling out clean forks from a box and handing him the bowl with a fork in it and the dressing. “We can sit on the couch in the living room if you’d like. The table and chairs are packed with things it’s the only thing open.” As they walked back into the living room she proceeded to ask, knowing full well she’d need the information. “Where would you suggest I go since I’m in town? What’s the first place I have to go to?”
    Lexi’s health couldn’t have been more perfect; she was light weight, healthy, fit and her senses had increased. Her hearing, sense of smell, taste and reflects had increased dramatically. A small laugh left the raven haired girl as she ran her hands gently up her boyfriend’s chest, to his neck and into his thick brown hair. Not only was she in love with the man behind the mask but she could not fight along-side the mask figure and even if he didn’t want her too; well he didn’t have that much of a say, this was happening and he was just going to have to deal with it. “Pro… I don’t know if Ppprrroooo is the wording I would use….” Her tongue-in-cheek voice said that she was completely joking as she placed her forehead gently against his. “Do you think the whips are too much?”
    As he expressed everything she couldn’t help but feel like he was a military person, or an ex-military person or someone raised in a military family. It was interesting interacting with someone who was formally involved in the military; they tended to have a lot of respect for the ‘average’ citizen and Sharon was Agent 13 was no different. She had an amazingly large amount of respect for the people she got to protect and he seemed to give off that same vibe.

    Opening her full lips to protest him lifting the TV by himself she nearly dropped the head to lettuce onto the floor. She was going to have to talk to Fury about who the hell she was babysitting that could pick up a 300 pound TV like one would pick up a cotton ball! She fumbled to catch the lettuce; thankful his back was to her and she placed it down on the cutting board she had fished out of one of the boxes after seasoning the chicken. “You know Steve you keep doing things around my house and I’m going to owe you a lot of lunches!” She said with a laugh to her voice as she cut the lettuce. Her skills taught to her by S.H.I.E.L.D. made her slicing of the vegetables faster and more efficient than any normal person. Sliding the lettuce, carrots, and celery into the two suppurate bowls she turned her attention to the chicken and tossed it up into the air before catching it in the pan. “Can I ask what you do for a living Mister Rogers?”
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