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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.

    Most Recent Posts

    “And another intense hydro-pump attack from Alexis’ Tentacool! This time Lily’s Gastly didn’t have any luck dodging the attack.” The announcer’s voice rang over the speaker system as the two trainers went head to head with their final Pokémon, Lily’s Gastly versus her opponent’s Tentacool. Gastly was her last Pokémon of the three she had chosen to bring into this battle and she was practically hanging over the edge of her high-rise platform as she watched her Gastly struggle on the ground.

    “Gastly!” She called out ready to jump over the railing to go out and comfort her hurt friend. This was bad, bad because the Tentacool was not letting up on its attack as he continued to hit the fallen ghost Pokémon with hydro-pump.

    Soon the water stopped and the Tentacool backed off, his face looking rather smug and proud that the ghost Pokémon laid there on the ground motionless. “The referee has begun the count down. The match is over in three… two… wait, wait what’s this?!”

    On the field the ghost Pokémon began to glow. Lily’s eyes expanding as she fumbled to find her book in her back pocket of her blue jeans. Grabbing it she flipped to a tabbed page and began to read. “Gastly’s second stage is known as ‘Haunter’. Haunter is a dangerous Pokémon. If one beckons you while floating in darkness, you must never approach it. This Pokémon will try to lick you with its tongue and steal your life away.” Her gaze turned up as she watched her Gastly float off the ground and change into a ball of light.

    “This is a first in a long time folks! An evaluation on field is completely legal in tournaments. This is certainly a change in events!” The announcer seemed as excited as the crowd who began to roar at the sight of the new Pokémon.

    “Haunter!” Lily called out, getting the Pokémon’s attention. He seemed far happier to see her as he began to float his way towards her with open hands just like when he was a Gastly. “No no buddy, we gotta finish this first.” She said to him pointing towards the shivering Tentacool. “Haunter use Night Shade!”

    “Hhhhaaaunnnntttttt!” The ghost Pokémon called out holding his hands out in front of him. The entire field was covered with a black fog. The figures of the two Pokémon were barely visible through the blackness. At first the Tentacool looked calm but then he began to panic going back and forth on the field, the onlookers only able to make out the panicking silhouette. The ghost Pokémon hovered right behind him the entire time. When the darkness settled, the Tentacool quacked in his spot and Haunter reached down behind him, touching the Tentacool’s head gently with a bright smile across his purple face.

    “TENT!” The Tentacool screamed out in terror before fainting on the ground and the count began, Haunter looking down confused at his opponent.

    BUZZ The alarm went off and the announcement came over the speaker system, “And the winner is Lily and her Gas… I mean Haunter!”

    “Hurrah!” The blonde yelled as she jumped into the air in excitement. When the platform finally lowered she dashed out onto the field and hugged her Haunter only to have him lick her on the side of the face causing all of her long hair to stand upright from her head. Her entire body shivered from the feeling and shook slightly. “Ugggghhhh… You know better…” He lightly scolded the Haunter who just tilted his head in response. “Fine, I’ll let you off the hook this once. Good job buddy.” She said with a grin as she returned the happy Pokémon to his ball before he decided to try to lick her again.

    Before she straightened her hair she shook hands with her opponent and they posed for a picture together as they do at the end of every battle. Lovely hairstyle but hey… it was fun.

    Soon she was at the traveling Pokecenter that was healing the Pokémon involved in the tournament. She placed her three she had used on the dock and watched them disappear into the healing machine. Finally she had a moment to sit down on a nearby branch and drink a bottle of water as she forced her hair back down. You’d think she just touched a light socket. Silly ghost Pokémon.
    -laughs-
    That's true!
    All she could do was give him a blank stare. Was he really so inclined to give up something so valuable to someone he didn’t know… And why?! What made her so special? The gesture itself was enough to make her heart want to explode out of her chest from his kindness. This seemed unbelievable and her emotions were written all over her face. Lily was never good at hiding things… ever, she was always easy to tell what mood she was in.

    “If I fail than I can get another chance right?” She asked with a small smile on her face. He had no intention on letter her walk away without; at least in one measure or another. That much was obvious. Something about his kindness was not only unexpected but relieving. Maybe she did find a friend, not just someone she greeted as ‘friend’ but someone she honestly meant it to be. After a few more pleasant conversations, the agreement to the Pokedex and finishing their meals the two kids parted ways only to have Lily skipping her way back to the hotel and Nidorina to stare at her in a confused fashion.

    “And another intense hydro-pump attack from Alexis’ Tentacool! This time Lily’s Gastly didn’t have any luck dodging the attack.” The announcer’s voice rang over the speaker system as the two trainers went head to head with their final Pokémon, Lily’s Gastly versus her opponent’s Tentacool. Gastly was her last Pokémon of the three she had chosen to bring into this battle and she was practically hanging over the edge of her high-rise platform as she watched her Gastly struggle on the ground.

    “Gastly!” She called out ready to jump over the railing to go out and comfort her hurt friend. This was bad, bad because the Tentacool was not letting up on its attack as he continued to hit the fallen ghost Pokémon with hydro-pump.

    Soon the water stopped and the Tentacool backed off, his face looking rather smug and proud that the ghost Pokémon laid there on the ground motionless. “The referee has begun the count down. The match is over in three… two… wait, wait what’s this?!”

    On the field the ghost Pokémon began to glow. Lily’s eyes expanding as she fumbled to find her book in her back pocket of her blue jeans. Grabbing it she flipped to a tabbed page and began to read. “Gastly’s second stage is known as ‘Haunter’. Haunter is a dangerous Pokémon. If one beckons you while floating in darkness, you must never approach it. This Pokémon will try to lick you with its tongue and steal your life away.” Her gaze turned up as she watched her Gastly float off the ground and change into a ball of light.

    “This is a first in a long time folks! An evaluation on field is completely legal in tournaments. This is certainly a change in events!” The announcer seemed as excited as the crowd who began to roar at the sight of the new Pokémon.

    “Haunter!” Lily called out, getting the Pokémon’s attention. He seemed far happier to see her as he began to float his way towards her with open hands just like when he was a Gastly. “No no buddy, we gotta finish this first.” She said to him pointing towards the shivering Tentacool. “Haunter use Night Shade!”

    “Hhhhaaaunnnntttttt!” The ghost Pokémon called out holding his hands out in front of him. The entire field was covered with a black fog. The figures of the two Pokémon were barely visible through the blackness. At first the Tentacool looked calm but then he began to panic going back and forth on the field, the onlookers only able to make out the panicking silhouette. The ghost Pokémon hovered right behind him the entire time. When the darkness settled, the Tentacool quacked in his spot and Haunter reached down behind him, touching the Tentacool’s head gently with a bright smile across his purple face.

    “TENT!” The Tentacool screamed out in terror before fainting on the ground and the count began, Haunter looking down confused at his opponent.

    BUZZ The alarm went off and the announcement came over the speaker system, “And the winner is Lily and her Gas… I mean Haunter!”

    “Hurrah!” The blonde yelled as she jumped into the air in excitement. When the platform finally lowered she dashed out onto the field and hugged her Haunter only to have him lick her on the side of the face causing all of her long hair to stand upright from her head. Her entire body shivered from the feeling and shook slightly. “Ugggghhhh… You know better…” He lightly scolded the Haunter who just tilted his head in response. “Fine, I’ll let you off the hook this once. Good job buddy.” She said with a grin as she returned the happy Pokémon to his ball before he decided to try to lick her again.

    Before she straightened her hair she shook hands with her opponent and they posed for a picture together as they do at the end of every battle. Lovely hairstyle but hey… it was fun.

    Soon she was at the traveling Pokecenter that was healing the Pokémon involved in the tournament. She placed her three she had used on the dock and watched them disappear into the healing machine. Finally she had a moment to sit down on a nearby branch and drink a bottle of water as she forced her hair back down. You’d think she just touched a light socket. Silly ghost Pokémon.
    -bumpie bump-
    -bumpie bump-
    Why, why would they go after J.J. Jameson? Something about that did not seem right as Blackcat squeezed her way through the vents and down towards the office. Is it to make an impact within the town? Is it to cause panic that a local news man was killed? Would they dare to make it look like Spider-Man did it and try to turn the city on their beloved super hero? Some crime bosses would have preferred it that way but… was that the overall plan here? Many questions buzzed through the cat-suit wearing individual as she hurried to get to the meeting point.

    It wasn’t a surprise that the gunshots were fired but she knew Spider-Man all too well, knowing he was dodging bullets, making sarcastic comments and had J.J. somewhere safe, or safe-ish. She kicked open the vent with her boot and dropped directly down on the two gunmen who were just disarmed. Pulling her fist back she knocked both of them in the back of the head before jumping on one and tying his arms and legs together with her wire and snipping it off at the end.

    While she was in the process of tying, the other man regained his composure and reached for the working cat, only to be cut off by Daredevil who had no issue putting the batton to the back of the man’s head before he had a chance to raise his fist to the young girl. “Be on your guard.” He said in a stern voice down to the girl who looked up at him, a bit surprised at his tone.

    “Sorry…” She muttered under her breathe as she jumped onto the guy he had just hit and tied him up.

    Jumping to her feet she looked over at J.J. Jameson with a smirk before looking back at Spider-Man, “A hotdog meal says this does not make it into the paper.”
    -laughs-
    No rush, had it been two weeks and I hadn't heard from you I'd be more inclined to bug you.
    I'm sorry you're having health problems.
    I hope you're doing better my friend!
    She did not expect this situation to be a walk in the park and boy… that expression was written all over her face when the dummies came up with the weapons. A tiny gulp could be heard in the room as she took in the dummies. But as quickly as that reaction came, it disappeared. Her resolve was there and she had no intention on backing down now. A nod rose and fell her head and soon her training resumed with the two heroes.

    “Where is this bloody wanker who’s supposed to be delivering the goods?” The Penguin’s voice shouted as he waited impatiently by the docks, money in hand and his crew of thugs with some of the latest weapons that Two Face had sold to them.

    A long limo pulled into the docks parking area and the drive climbed out of the seat and went to open the door as the Penguin continued to express his displeasure in the lack of timing from the delivery person.

    “I don’t think that’s the way you should talk to your guest Cobblepot.” Abbie said as she stepped out of the back of the limo, her crisp white suit standing out in the darkness. The expression on the face of the Penguin was priceless, for it was no surprise that he was shocked to see the girl who had rented his lounge and he had attempted to hold hostage was the delivery person.

    “What the bloody hell is going on?” He barked at her, his cane smacking the ground with force as the blonde nonchalantly walked to him. “There was supposed to be a delivery here. How the fuck did you know? Did you sell me out to your boyfriend Nightwing? Is the Bat-Brat going to be here to? You can’t be the exchange....”

    His ranting went on and on as Abbie looked down at her nails in boredom. Sighing, she pulled out a white pistol, clean and crisp just like her suit and fired at the ground near the man’s feet. This was enough to make the Penguin jump back in shock and silence him for a moment. “Your custom pistol shoots well. I’ll make sure to not charge you for that bullet. Sorry dear old dad couldn’t make it but seeing as he’s one of the few villains in this town to…” Her gaze scanned over the Penguin in disgust, a facial expression she wasn’t worried about hiding, “reproduce. He’s teaching me the tricks of the trade.”

    “Why you little…”

    “Look, my shows start in an hour and seeing as I had to get all dolled up for this occasion; I look forward to returning home and getting into my pajamas. Now, seeing as you and I did not have a pleasant meeting our first time around. Between you attempting to hold me hostage and dealing with the obnicous knock off hero, I’ve had my fill of bullshit okay?”

    “What about the pretty boy?” The Penguin countered waving his cane at her as her men unloaded the guns from the back of the limo.

    “The Wayne inheritance kid?” Abbie questioned a cold laugh in her voice. “Well a girl’s gotta have fun. Even daddy will tell you that. Plus having a rich kid buy me drinks and a few other assortments of things just for my attention can make a girl happy. However he got rather boring rather fast. So I left him. Simple as that.” Though her voice and actions were cold, her heart hurt saying that. She did leave him without an explanation but it was for his safety.

    “Everything’s accounted for boss.” One of Penguin’s men shouted.

    “The money’s right Miss.” Her men responded.

    “Great, looks like we have an agreement. Pleasure doing business with you Mr. Cobblepot.”

    “Likewise Miss Dent.” The Penguin said after the two shook hands and she placed the pistol in his awaiting palm.
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