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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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    His gold and teal eyes glanced up at the clock before looking down at the note. A smile moved across his face as he read what she wrote and couldn’t help but nod. That was hard to believe that she enjoyed the same movie style that he did. Maybe they could actually get together this weekend and what some of his favorite horror movies. A small chuckle left him as he nodded towards the note before closing his book and packing up his things as the bell rang.

    Climbing from his seat he slung his bag over his shoulder and smiled at her. “Can I walk you outside?” A grin moved across his face showing his straight white teeth again before the two left the classroom. After a decent amount of conversation they made it outside and Kenton turned around the school walking towards the back of the school where he had parked. “Do you want a ride home? Or wherever you’re going next? I have to stop by the library in town so there really isn’t a place outside of my travels.” He asked with a smile as he pulled out his keys and beeped his yellow convertible Ferrari 458 unlocking it. He seemed to park away from the whole school for one reason or another.
    Lily gave him a bright smile as passed her the scooper. “Thanks!” Her bright smile spread across her face beaming brightly as she took the scooper from him. “I love potato salad!” Lily’s voice was chipper and happy as she scooped some of the potato salad onto her plate before taking up another one. Her gaze moved to him before seeing his plate. Blue eyes expanding, she turned her stare to his face before giving him a small laugh and another bright smile. “You must be hungry. I hope you can handle that much food.”

    A small pull to her pant leg grabbed her attention and she looked down at her Nidorina. “Oh alright, I’ll make you a plate too.” She said with a grin as she began to load up another plate. Her attention then moved back to the young man standing next to her. He was a bit taller than her and looked like someone who had been traveling longer than she has. “Are you excited for the tournament?” She asked as they moved down the line together, gathering up food for themselves and her for her pokemon who seemed rather tight to her side. “I’m super excited for it. There seems to be a lot of competitors here so it should be a good competition!”

    There was nothing more exciting than being around a lot of people for Lily. She was a social person unlike some other trainers. But for some people, she was too social. The reason is simple, she didn’t like silence; it was uncomfortable for her. Her bright smile continued as she scooped and placed things on the plates for her and her Pokemon’s.
    His response about her made her eyebrows rise in surprise. He was analyzing her like she did to him; however he did have a point. Her desire to help people, no matter who they are, was probably something that was going to get her into trouble somewhere in the future. The team always warned her about her kindness and that it was bound to get them into trouble. Cerith was making the same point they were but, he seemed to be going about it in a much kinder fashion.

    “I’ve seen a lot.” She responded softly in a whisper. “But my gut feeling has never stirred me wrong. And,” Her green eyes flicked up to him as her full lips curled into a gentle smile. “I have a feeling I’m not wrong about you.” She said with a nod.

    When he mentioned that she shouldn’t use all of her magic she nodded a gently removed her hand from his side and pulled back down his shirt. When he bowed his head, she returned the gentle bow as well before climbing to her feet. Once he was up she tilted her head. “Listen Cerith,” Her voice was soft and gentle, just like when she was healing him, “Your internal damage is pretty bad. If you don’t have a safe place to stay, I’d like you to come stay with my group. At least for the night so you can heal properly; and we have food.” She said with a grin giving her bag that was around her shoulder a small pat. “I just picked up some stuff from the town and we have enough to feed another person comfortably. Please.”

    Her big green eyes stared up at him as if begging for him to join her. He wasn’t safe by himself, and probably wouldn’t be able to get a comfortable night sleep. For wizards these days, running left little time for sleep and eating proper meals. This something as important as being in a group can help the survival of all the wizards; however it was still a risk.
    His mention of her guild made her smirk. Her blue eyes twinkled in excitement as he mentioned that her guild was the one who caused the most problems for the Magical Council. “Despite the press we get. We fight for what we believe in and complete our missions despite the cost. Sure,” She said with a shrug as she laced her fingers together and rested her palms against the best of her head. “Some of us seem to overdo it, often. But you’ll meet a group that cares about each other more than the Fairy Tail guild. Despite how much we bicker back and forth.” A nod rose and fell her head with a chuckle. “If you think we’re bad out and about, you should see the bills that come once a month for fixing the guild.”

    “It’s gotten worse since the Iron Dragon Slayer joined our guild, he seems to like to pick a fight with our Salamander and always causes some form of cosmetic problem to the guild. But all and all, it’s just family member’s fighting.” At the mention of bad people being after her, her arms fell from her head and dropped to her side, her blue eyes flicked to him as they walked.

    “Bad guys?” Her eyes suddenly started to twinkle as she jumped slightly in excitement. “Alright! Hopefully we’ll run into some along the way. I haven’t had a good brawl in a while!” Like a lot of the members of the Fairy Tail guild, Taunie really enjoyed sparing and fighting. “But if you want to ‘stay out of sight’,” She repeated with a smile to him. “I’ll protect you. But if you really want to stay out of sight, we can hide when others come. But in Fiore, just stick by me and you’ll be fine.” Giving him an honest and gentle smile, she nodded to him as they continued forward.
    -kicks thread up-
    Her question made her grin, a grin like no other grin. A grin of teasing and playfulness, a grin that said, ‘oh I’ve been waiting for a long time’. Approaching her was more like an animal stalking its pray. Once to her, he climbed over the top of her and pushed her down onto the bed by her shoulders. His large hands wrapped around her wrists and pulled her arms upwards over her head. Her tiny wrists fit in a single hand his other went along her cheek. “Oh little goldfish,” He muttered softly, “It is time for you to realize that you have chosen the lion’s den to slumber in. And there will be no sleep until you are satisfied.” With that he pulled his hand from her face and snapped his fingers, the room disappearing into darkness leaving only Leon to grin like the Cheshire cat down at his goldfish.

    ****

    The next morning rolled around and Leon was awake. He didn’t need to sleep while he was in the heavens and unlike humans gods do not tire easily. However he did sleep a bit last night for the first time in a long time. Holding his goldfish close to him, he gently stroked her head in a loving and caring fashion. A small smile curled his lips for they became one last night and he had never felt more joy in his life. Her head rested on his chest and their breathing seemed to match as he held her close.

    His little goldfish was in the heavens with him and he couldn’t be happier. But soon she would have to resume her life on earth. However he could be on earth whenever he pleased as long as he continued his duties as the Director of the Department of Wishes, a small price to pay to be with her. His grip tightened on her slightly, he had no intention of letting her go (in the metaphoric sense) and even the king of the heavens couldn’t stop him from loving her.
    Kenton started to scribble notes and mimicked the notes of the teacher on the board. He was having difficulty focusing, simply because he was excited to receive his next note from her. He had a friend, at least close to a friend. She seemed to enjoy his company a bit. And even just a bit meant a lot to him! He hurried through his notes, even threw his hurry, his handwriting was still good.

    The note slid back onto his desk and he delicately slid it under his notebook to hide it from the turning around teacher. Once the teacher wasn’t looking, he unfolded the note and hurried to read it. His face scrunched in thought at the question What is my favorite dessert? He questioned to himself. His long fingers tapped softly against the notepad he was writing on. That was a question even he really didn’t know the answer to and the young man finally scribbled on the paper.

    I’d actually have to say cake too, anything with cream cheese icing on it. What’s your favorite type of movie? I like a good horror movie myself. Something about being scared really gets the blood pumping. It’s like a roller coaster ride without the theme park.

    Once the teacher turned his back once again, Kenton slid the note onto her desk.
    Finishing up getting ready for work, Astuma slid himself into his work jumpsuit and dusted off his hands. He liked working in the shop with his father. It was great father-son bonding and was teaching him a skill he never thought he could have. His attention span in school wasn’t very long but he really enjoyed the freedom of doing things with his own hands. It would explain his lack of attention and his even more lack of willingness to pay attention during school.

    When he walked out into the bay, however, he stopped. His arms fell to his side and he let out a sigh. “Hello princess. Did you chariot break down?” He asked with a sarcastic chuckle to his voice as she climbed out her car. With a skilled hand he reached down and popped the hood. Once the supporting was in place he leaned into the car. His expression changed to one of seriousness as he looked over the car. Unlike his many blank expressions in class, these were focused and examining the things within the car.

    “Tell me what’s been happening? Describe the sounds. Any odd smells?” His golden hazel eyes never left the shut off car and the reached down, grabbing something from inside and began to feel it, deciding if it was tight or loose.
    Take your time I just wanted to check and if you want to change the CS that's fine too.
    Here you go, found it in the PM ha ha ha.

    Zacary Yoxall


    (Just without the military hardware XP )

    Age: 25

    Occupation: Jack-of-all-trades (Basically travels around doing odd jobs here and there to get by)

    Personality Traits: Zac is the kind of guy who can't sit still for too long, always spending a few weeks in one town before packing up his camping gear and settling in on the outer limits of some other town. Ever the friendly fellow, it never takes him long to make friends when he shows up, which always helps him feel at home no matter where he is.

    Little Background: Zac grew up in a wealthy family, one where he never wanted for anything. And he hated it. As the heir to his father's fortune, he was always under watch by their estate's staff to ensure nothing happened to him. This lead to him sneaking out whenever he could, often in some sort of disguise to prevent people from recognizing him. He would often hang out with kids who came from poorer sections of the city, which fueled his distaste for his lifestyle even more. Why should he be rich when so many other people were out there, struggling to make ends meet?

    When he turned eighteen, he told his parents he was going to go see the world. Of course, his father hated the idea, but his mother talked him into letting their son leave, though only after compromising that he spend four years learning how to run the family business. At the age of 22, Zac shouldered his pack and shoved off for the great big world.
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