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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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    This a role play for Elsa and Sadon, a Frozen based love story.
    The two sat in bed talking and chatting about the upcoming day. They decided it would be easy for them to go see Harry today than escape back to her house after the visiting. A smile moved across her face as they finished, she wasn’t sure what state of mind Harry would be in or if he even remembered what he had done to her but it wasn’t something that she wanted to bring up to him. Although she kept the conversation of breakfast in bed light and fun with her beloved Peter, she was contemplating on what to say to him. What were you thinking? Why did you do this? Why didn’t you just take Peter’s help? We could have explained everything to you! How could you be so stupid!? The last question was probably the one most prominent in her head. But she was proof that if Peter Parker had a hand in it, he could have saved Harry life… with some possible ‘side effects’.

    After getting dressed and having another quick make out session in the living room; the two got into her car and left her house. Driving slowly she cracked a joke that if their car broke down he could probably just carry it back to the house. Of course her bug was in good shape and with chains on it; it traveled well through the snowy streets.

    “You know what; I think we should get him a Christmas gift. I know it’s cheesy but I think it would be something he’d like if…” She swallowed softly, not wanting to end her sentence of ‘it’s the last time we see him’. But she knew better than to finish a sentence they both already knew. Soon the two found themselves at one of the large malls of New York City with a small smile. The parking lot was almost empty but the mall was open. Parking, she unbuckled her seat belt and gave Peter a small smile as she zipped up her large fluffy jacket. “Any thoughts on what we should get him?” Yes she said ‘we’ he wasn’t going to get away with paying for everything on his own.
    While Quill was watching, her hips began to rock gently with the smooth rhythm that had begun to play through the ship. She hadn’t expected him to wake up so she thought the music might be on an auto setting if someone had started to walk around the ship. The peaceful rhythm filled the ship and she found herself closing her eyes, rocking to the music with a smile. Soon the music got louder and she opened her eyes and turned to see that Peter had walked into the room and was singing along with the song. He must really like this music if he knows it by heart. Or it’s part of his Star-Lord charm. Either way, it wasn’t a bad thing.

    “Morning.” She said with a small smile curling her lips as she made an attempt to reach one of the cups that was just a bit out of her reach. Normally, she would just levitate it to herself but since she couldn’t actually see the handle, she really lacked options. Turning around, she placed her hands gently along the counter top and pushed herself up, sliding her butt onto the counter top reaching a long arm up to grab a cup. Taking it into her free hand, she crossed one long smooth leg over the other as she reached for another before offering it to him, completely unaware that what she was doing; the simple climb up onto the counter and crossing her legs, could be considered flirtatious and playful. Poor girl was a bit clueless in the flirtatious aspect but… if you knew what she went through and how withdrawn she had been prior to a year ago, you’d understand. “Cup?” She asked with a small curled smile on her full lips as she offered it to him.
    I'm interested and would love to play Elsa, PM me with details please!
    If anyone's looking for an awesome role playing partner, I highly recommend Ed, she's amazing.
    Seeing Steve in his uniform was even more impressive then when she first realized exactly who he was just a few days ago. He looked even better without his helmet on because she could see that it was, in fact, her Steve Rogers that wore the uniform that she so greatly admired. His words made her cheeks turn a shade of pink as they shook hands. Sure, he had expressed that to her before but hearing it from him in his iconic uniform still made her blush. When they let go of hands, she straightened out her white blouse and ran her hands gently along her black pencil skirt as if she was trying to make herself look as professional as possible. Yeah Steve’s seen her in completely unprofessional dress, even as far as a towel wrapped around her, but she still took pride in her appearance; especially in front of him. “That’s very kind of you to say but your inspiration was all I took.” Her gaze moved to Doctor Banner wondering if that statement was too and hoping that he didn’t share with her the obsession she had had prior to actually meeting the Captain.

    “Of course.” She responded to Doctor Banner, feeling the heat and tension between the two men. The office, hell the world, was begging for a battle between Iron Man and Captain America. As interesting as that would be, Sharon did not want to be the trigger for it; gathering the samples, she slid pass the men before opening the fridge and began to put the samples away, only to feel the presence of Tony’s grace move next to her. “Yes?” She asked, in an attempt to not sound annoyed as she gently stacked the samples of Steve’s blood.

    “I expected a bigger reaction.” Tony said, sounding slightly perturbed as he leaned himself against the fridge.

    “I’m sorry, next time I’ll scream my head off and faint.” She said sarcastically. Sure, she knew what Tony meant and what exactly he was hoping for but Steve didn’t give it to him; and that was something she was grateful for, though she wasn’t happy that Tony would try to get that reaction from him. “Please, leave him alone Mister Stark,” Sharon said softly as she turned her blue gaze to him, “He’s been through a lot and reminding him of her is not nice.” A nod left her as she put away the last bag and gently shut the fridge door. “If he’s going to move on, he needs to be reminded less and less of her. He deserves to be happy and in order to find happiness; he needs to be able to move forward.”

    The intercom system came on and Sharon had a ‘saved by the bell’ relief as she secured the fridge and started towards the door. Her attention moved over her shoulder as she pulled it open to see the snarky comment from Tony about why he and Doctor Banner (who didn’t look as curious as Tony did) weren’t called to come to the office. Steve’s reaction, however, made a smirk come across her face as he knocked Stark. Doing her best to make it look like she didn’t see it, she turned her attention forward quickly and started down the hallway.

    The elevator ride was one of the weirdest she has done in a long time. She wanted to ask him questions in relation to outside of work but it was keen that they kept their… whatever they were, outside of the work place. Maybe speaking in code would be okay. “Tell me Captain. Aside from military canteens, what is something that you’d recommend I try for dinner around the area? I’m new in town and would like a suggestion of where to go. Is there anything that’s still around from when you were younger that you’d recommend I try?” Yes, she was asking him where they were going for dinner tonight; a ‘date night’ would be nice, especially with him. Her attention stayed forward towards the door, not wanting to give away the twinkle in her eye as she asked. She also did her best not to show enjoy on her face but anyone who knows on her on a personal level would be able to see the hint of a curled smile pulling at the corner of her full lips.
    It had been a long time since Trenton had attending a fancy dinner party. Mainly because he preferred other types of parties; household parties, bar parties, picnics, anything other than something that required him to be in a suit and tie. Then again he does look good in the crisp cut robes. But Trenton would rather be in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He does have to make an impression on the Wizarding World every once and a while, if his background in spell casting and ministry’s former desperate attempt to get him to join wasn’t enough proof of his talents.

    The embarrassment across her face caught his attention. Trenton loved to play the part of the observer and as she turned her gaze away, the corner of his full lips curled up into a smirk. He had always been an old fashion style guy, which had magic of its own as he watched her break her eye contact with him. A lot of women weren’t used to the idea that a man could have old fashion ways that should have never gone out of style. But it was a simple tactic to help bring women at easy yet feel as light as air. Unlike a lot of other men, Trenton was a one woman type of guy until he lost interest in her. Assuming she could hold his interest, he’d gladly look past other woman to make sure that he stays on that girl’s good side. And right now, this woman had his attention; such a striking caramel colored woman. Yes, very striking indeed.

    He slowly lowered her hand as she introduced herself, his voice dropped softly, almost into a whisper; as if it was a secret between the two of them, “The pleasure’s all mine.” A twinkle moved through his blue eyes as he pulled out his seat and sat down. Yes, right next to her. Fate truly is funny like that.

    Attention moving from the gorgeous young woman to the man next to her, his full lips curled into a small closed mouth smile. “Yeah…” His voice didn’t sound all that pleased about the fact that the information was somewhat common knowledge, “But it wasn’t anything that exciting. I can assure you that.” Trenton tilted his head, his blue eyes examining Eric for a moment before his blue eyes expanded and he leaned forward, his arms resting gently on the top table. “I know you,” His lips curled into a grin, showing his straight white teeth as they spread across his face. “You went to Durmstrang as well, I knew your name was familiar.” With that he turned his attention to the rest at the table; the other two seemed confused so Trenton was more than happy to educate them. “This guy was one of the best Seekers to ever play at Durmstrang. If he was ever playing, the stadium was always full and even the people who had ‘too much homework’ would put it off just to watch him play.” He pulled back from the table, resting an arm along the back of the chair and his other placed gently on the table top. “Man, little old me at a table with a famous writer, a well-known Obiliviator, a childhood Quidditch ideal of mine and the most beautiful woman in the room; damn how did I get so lucky?” A charming smile moved across his face and got practically wide when his gaze landed on Parminder. Boy he was really lucky.

    Lexi often wondered what her life would have been like without Peter in it. What type of person would she be? Where would she be? How would her life be different? Sure it was something she wondered about, but it was something she never wanted to experience with him. She was happy; happier than she could ever imagine and now she was able to enjoy her time with Peter both in and out of their egos. Her small hand traveled gently up his chest and danced its way up his neck and to his cheek gently running her thump against his cheek bone. The groggy Peter smile was charming and could only be met with a happy smile of her own before his eyes shut again and he spoke in a soft, almost whisper. And it was adorable.

    Ha kitty cat, such a kidder. Her lips curled into a small smirk and she looked down at his sleepy face once again before speaking. “Ppppuuurrrrrfectly.” She said with a teasing tone to her voice as she leaned over giving him a final kiss before pulling the covers off of her and sliding out of bed. As she pulled on her comfy household clothes she looked over her shoulder at him. “Here.” She said softly grabbing her pillow and handing it to him, as she slid his arms around the pillow that smelled like her she spoke gently. “You look like you need a bit more sleep. This smells like me so why don’t you caught up a little more and cuddle this until I get back with your breakfast.” Leaning over, she gently kissed his forehead before climbing off the bed and slipping on her slippers and pulling her robe over her tank top covered shoulders and pj shorts.

    It took about forty five minutes before Lexi had everything finished. On a large tray she had two of everything, plate of scrambled eggs, two pancakes, and toast with butter. There was also bowls with diced up fruit, along with silverware and large glasses of orange juice to drink. Feeling rather proud of herself, she pushed open the door open to her room with her butt before turning and pushing the door shut with her foot. Sliding herself onto the bed, she put the tray onto the end table and slid herself back onto the bed. Her fluffy pink robe slid off of her shoulders as she pulled the pillow from his arms and rolled herself into its place. “Sorry pillow, this is my boyfriend.” She said with a small giggle to her voice as she turned her attention from the pillow up to her boyfriend. “Hey you, wakey wakey…” She said playfully to him as she leaned up, kissing his lips tenderly once more.
    The song slowly ended and Nikki was okay with this. What she wasn’t okay with was when Quill gave her a small smirk and tilted his head. In response to this gesture, she pulled her head back slightly, just in case he chose to try and dive bomb her for a kiss. There was no way that was going to fly with her, sure he was cute and all but no. Just no.

    “Okay…” She said softly, her arm tingling as his fingers traveled down it, it was a gentle sensation she hadn’t felt in years and that’s when she put two and two together; this man was used to girls jumping at him. His charm and his way with the rhythm were his way to pull them in and he almost had her, almost. While he walked away, she took a moment to regain herself, had he taken it any longer he probably could have gotten what he wanted but she was very happy to have him back off. A small sigh left her, a long breathe trying to relax her body and mind as he walked away. God he was cute, and she was lucky he pulled back. With that she left his bedroom and took her bags before venturing into the bunks; it was nice to sleep in a bed that was softer than a knock off cheap bunk.

    The next morning rolled around and the blue haired beauty rolled her body out of the bunk and rose to her bare feet. Her dark tattooed colored arms rose up over her head and stretched softly with a small yawn from her full lips. After stretching much like she did every morning she did something she normally didn’t do. She walked straight out of the bunk room shutting the door behind her in just a dark green tank top and a pair of black booty hugging underwear. Her hips rocked as she walked sleepily through the ship, her body finally adjusted to the ship moving and she was able to walk easier but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t wobbly in the morning. Especially when she slept so well.

    Making her way into the kitchen she began slowly opening cabinets and squinting inside in an attempt to see through the darkness. With Quill’s room close to the kitchen, she didn’t want to wake him with the light on. Finally she found some energy coffee-like drink that she began to run through the machine that was attached to the ship which began to fill the ship with the aroma. Bending over at the waist she placed her elbows on the counter and stuck a leg out behind her stretching all of her toned muscles before stretching the other then standing upright and stretching her arms once again over her head. Oh yes the blue haired girl was a stretcher in the morning but it helped her reflexes kick in.
    The blonde’s heels clicked against the elevator as it climbed up the floors. Her attention rolled behind her as she notice the brand new sheet of glass had been installed since Steve through himself out of it chasing after ‘someone’, as it was told around the office. A smile curled the corners of her full lips as her blue eyes blinked and looked forward once again. He broke a highly expensive piece of glass, flew who knows how many stories towards the ground and chased after a van by his bike then on foot! Sure, he’d probably do that for anyone who looked like they were being taken against their will… but she couldn’t help but feel special.

    Sharon’s smile stayed implanted on her lips as she stepped off the elevator and headed towards Doctor Banner’s office. It was funny how the two bonded, both finding a quirky enjoyment in science and for obvious reasons, she was fascinated by the super soldier serum; despite how many times she’d miss her chance to meet and talk to Captain America in person. She was always at the wrong place at the wrong time until she moved into the right place at the right time. Isn’t she lucky?

    The brunette secretary sat behind a half mooned counter typing away at a computer as Sharon arrived. The brunette’s dark brown eyes flicked upwards as she gave Sharon a welcoming smile. “Doctor Banner’s waiting for you in Lab B.”

    “Great thank you.”

    “Wait,” The brunette called after her, the blonde turning on her heel to look back at the young girl over the stack of papers, “Mister Stark asked for my number and I gave it to him… do you, do you think he’ll call?”

    The small smile that had curled Sharon’s full lips turned into a smirk of playfulness. “Either he or Jarvis probably.”

    “Who’s Jarvis? Wait, what do you mean probably?” By the time the brunette got out her questions, Sharon was already through the double doors and into the lab portion of the building. Lab B wasn’t too far of a walk but the awkward thing was that it didn’t have an automatic door so poor Sharon, completely unaware that two other people were in the office with Doctor Banner proceeded to use her rear end and back to open the door.

    Stepping into the room gave her a slight amount of surprise to see Tony Stark in the room and an even bigger surprise to see Steve standing there in his Captain America uniform. “Did you miss me?” Tony said in a teasing voice sliding to her with his own personal grace and taking the boxes from her without even saying a word about it. “I believe you’ve already met the Captain but a personal introduction is in order…”

    “Mister Stark…” Doctor Banner began knowing where this was going.

    Placing the stuff down on the table, Tony went back to Sharon placing his hand on her back and practically pushed her towards Steve wanting to see his reaction to hearing her name. “This is Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America. And Steve, this is Sharon Carter… Why don’t you say hello to Miss Sharon Carter…”

    Before Tony could say her name another time she stuck out her small right hand with a sweet smile, hopefully Steve wouldn’t play into the act that Tony was hoping for. Meaning getting emotional over hearing the name of ‘Carter’; perhaps he had some weird idea that if he could get Steve to be emotional over a name that he would up his chances with her… who knows. “Pleasure to meet you Captain, I admire you work and appreciate all you’ve done for us and this country. Both back in your time and the time welcoming you now. Thank you for everything.”
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