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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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    Oh cool!

    Well I was more interested in Pokémon, Zelda or Final Fantasy 10 worlds so I suppose I'm not what you're looking for at the moment.
    If you ever get a hankering for any of those please PM I'd love to discuss something.
    -nods-
    -smiles-
    Is this open?
    You bumped it but it's marked as closed?

    (And what is your GIF from? It looks like a fully-fired Scorpion from Mortal Kombat.)
    She was on her way… she was on her way!!! Kenton was in a near panic as he paced back and forth in his home. Did it look okay? Did he do this right? Did it look ‘inviting’ and ‘friendly’ enough for a friend? Did he dress properly? Did he clean up well? Oh god did he smell? His panic led him to sprint to the mirror in the nearby half bath and stare at his reflection. “You’re overthinking this Kenton… it’s just movies and snacks with a friend… a friend… a girl… who is a friend… your first friend…” He let out a long sigh and turned on the sink, throwing some cold water into his face to help him relax. Why was he overthinking this…

    Pulling his face from the water, he stared at his reflection in the mirror. She didn’t think he was a freak, she didn’t dislike him for having different color eyes and she didn’t think he was cursed or scary because of different color eyes and now she was going to come over and hang out with him. Not out of pity, not out of a dare or anything of the sort. Instead she was coming over because she enjoyed his company and even that was hard believe!

    Wiping off his face with the towel he hung it back up on the rack and jerked his head back. Was that a knock? Was she here?! Dashing from the bathroom he nearly ran into the front door due to excitement. Letting out a gentle sigh he pulled open the door with a wide smile. “Hi!” Upon hearing her say she was excited he gave a nod. “Me too! Snacks, drinks, blankets and pillows are already set up. And the lights are off for the perfect amount of scares.” It’s funny that he found someone he could consider a kindred spirit of sorts. They were both oddballs, outcasts and yet they got along greatly. “Come on in.” Holding the door open for her, he stepped aside allowing her to come in. Letting out a soft sigh feeling like the stress of waiting was finally over, he shut the door and gestured towards the pile of shoes, mainly his father’s work boots, Astuma’s boots and Rayne’s converse; Kenton always took his shoes to his room out of habit.

    Leading her into the living room he turned on the light, “Ta-da!” He said excitedly turning to her with a bright smile. “Does this look movie ready? Or what?”
    Hello everyone!

    Ever wonder what it would be like to visit heaven? See where the Gods live? Walk fields of beauty and see the homes of the heavens? Well keep wondering human because you’re not going there! As a matter of fact, the Gods are coming to earth.

    The king of the heavens has expelled the Gods of the Stars for their own commitment of sins. Each God has committed a sin punishable by banishment until their sin has been absolved. How do they absolve their sins? By learning the error of their ways… and how do they do that? According to the King they will find their answers on Earth and when they do, their markings of sin will fade away than they will return to the heavens.

    But! There’s a problem, they can’t use their powers. How will they survive on Earth without them?! That was until they ran into a very special human… you. Only by touching you can the Gods use their powers, and by using their powers they can continue to work.

    Forced onto Earth, limiting their powers, making them touch a human and now they’re forced to do their work because they can function while touching you… How will you handle it? How will they handle it?

    Who do you choose to work with ----

    *~*Gods of the Stars*~*
    The Heavens hold many different types of Gods and Goddesses.




    James was a rather pathetic sick person. His mannerisms changed to one of that of a child, wanting attention and to be held despite his lack of social-ness when he was well. Yet here he was laying his head against his mist… his friend’s shoulder and non-verbally begging her to stay with him. It was almost humorous to think that she considered herself a bad friend when he wasn’t even communicating with her properly as a friend. Then again he had to do his job and do it to the best of his abilities. Could he really mold their friendship and his work together so that she could have the relationship she wanted with him? His stomach clenched at the thought, fearing he’d overstep on bounds or another and cause some problems… somewhere.

    When she got up to move, his face dropped to one of sadness. She was leaving? No! NO! He opened his mouth about the argue her into staying before she said that they would get comfortable. Letting out a small sigh of relief he gave her a gentle nod, a little kind smile moved across his sick face.

    After they got onto the bed and she asked if he was comfortable, his face crunched in thought. “No…” He responded softly. Throwing the covers off of him he scooped her into his arms and pulled her down flat onto the bed. Once she was laying down, he cuddled up to her, his head resting on her shoulder, his arms wrapped around her and his leg wrapped around hers. His toned body pressed against hers in his pajamas as he breathed softly against her neck. “I want to be closer…” He whispered to her as he reached down and pulled the covers over them. “Is this okay?” It didn’t occur to him that he had actually just done it without asking. Oops…
    Nathaniel Anthony Rogers

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    ✴ 𝓢 𝓹 𝓪 𝓻 𝓴 ✴

    ✴Preferred Name: Spark✴

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    ✴26 years young✴



    Credit: @philmizuno from imgrum.net


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    ◁ Upbeat ▷ ◁ Happy ▷ ◁ Talkative ▷ ◁ Joyful ▷ ◁ Follows his Instinct ▷ ◁ Socially Awkward Around Women ▷ ◁ Will Talk To Anyone ▷


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    Biography


    The young grew up knowing that he wanted to be involved in the Pokemon World but always found a passion for hatching and raising Pokemon. It wasn’t until he meant an individual by the name of Blanche during his youthful years in school that he could be something other than that weird kid that carried around eggs. After his friendship with Blanche he met Candela in a weird experience on the playground of kids telling him he would be nothing growing up. That’s when the girl came in and… well kicked their butts. Soon the three of them became friends and Blanche introduced them to Professor Willow. Between the three hitting it off and Professor enjoying seeing Blanche’s new friends; they began to train together growing their skills and personalities as trainers.

    It wasn’t long before the three were offered prospective jobs. Professor Willow wished for them to be in charge of helping trainers learn the ways of the world and guide them to success. It was no surprise that Blanche and Candela were up to the task and Spark found himself wondering… why me?

    “Professor,” He asked, waving the salt and pepper haired man over. “Professor, I don’t know if I can do this. I mean, I’m just a goof off.”

    “No,” Professor Willow informed him placing his hand on Young Spark’s shoulder. “You trust your instinct and that takes talent, drive and determination to never waiver from that. This is perfect for you.”

    That was three years ago that Spark took up the task placed in front of him and the three were required to track down the best prize of all, the legendary birds before they could claim their positions as team leaders and trainer assistants.

    Can Spark catch the legendary bird? Does he have what it takes to be a team leader? Can he really help trainers who are having difficulty with their Pokemon and getting through the gyms?

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    Team

    Pikachu

    Jolton

    Snorlax

    Pidgeotto

    Megenton

    An Unhatched Egg in a Backpack
    Hello!

    This is a role play based around the idea that Sparks had just received his task of gaining the legendary build Zapdos.
    What I would like to see happen is on Spark's way to start his hunt for the bird, he finds a struggling trainer and offers to help. Through the story they bond and grow a friendship that allows Spark to realize he is a good leader, encourages the trainer to follow his/her instinct to victory and they become a team themselves, meaning he/she is a supporting role to Spark leadership.

    This can be a romance but if that's the desire please A] State it up front and B] MxF only. Personal preference.

    Rule Play Rules:
    1] No One Liners, shoot for 2+ paragraphs.
    2] Sometimes I can be gone between 3-6 days depending on how crazy my week is; though I do my best to give detailed and worth-the-wait responses. If this bothers you I'm sorry but I don't think we'll work.
    3] If someone beats you to it but this plot interests you please PM me or post here that you're interested, I will entertain all individuals.
    Serge could feel every muscle in his body tense from the uncomfortable-ness of the situation. She obviously had no idea why he would be uncomfortable, however the more she talked about how little she knew about her father the more difficult he felt the situation had become for him. He hated things like this; he hated being the one to break news like this to someone. Elias was so much better at this crap, maybe he should have kept him on the phone so he could feed information to him. Instead Serge felt like he was standing at a pool for the first time and trying to figure out if climbing down the latter was the best option or jumping right in would be beneficial.

    He grew up in a well off family being the son of the chief of police and his mom working as a lawyer, he never wanted for anything and enjoyed his parents, both of them. Imagining a life without his parents in it was something that was nearly impossible. Man, this poor girl… his sudden urge to hug her made him loosen his grip on the steering wheel; that must have been hard… and this is going to be the longest 17 minute drive of his life.

    Five minutes into the drive he opened his mouth to speak once again. “I do not see this as a waste of my time. In fact, I am honored to be doing this.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. If there is one thing about Serge that was obvious it was that he is a straight forward no-bullshit type of person and that is most likely what has made him such a great leader for his group. “I hope you do not find it a waste of your time. And if you do, than I apologize in advanced.” Seriously… why was this so hard, ‘hey I’m taking you to meet your dad’ isn’t exactly the best route and, at the same time, it seemed like the simplest choice.

    “If it matters at all,” He began, doing his best to be ‘tactful’ about the situation, “I am sure it would matter to your father that he knew you were alive and well. I couldn’t imagine living my life without my dad….” His voice drug out before he shook his head. “I apologize it is insensitive of me.” Damn it, this was harder than he thought…
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