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1 yr ago
Current With a heavy heart, I set sail.
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1 yr ago
First time making samosas from scratch; also making fried pakoras, fruit salad, and daal. I can't wait to try it all~
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1 yr ago
Okowa, the sister of sushi! I got my chicken, my fish, my mushrooms - I'm gonna drown it all in soy sauce-
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1 yr ago
Maybe I'll play Cyberpunk 2077 some more. My brother maxed out my character a year and a half ago. Haven't seen him since. Miss him.
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1 yr ago
Mica, my pet snail, passed away today. :(
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.

The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.

They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.

Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.

”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”

He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.

“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”

The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.

”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”


~*~
Nocturnal Memoirs (2024)




"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.

"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.

Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."

"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."

She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."

She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.

"You'll have to duel me for them."


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Iris Ascendis Roleplay (2023) | TikTok Tribute




We have a RPer Appreciation thread?
This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it. (2016)
Another kind comment. (2024)
This is what makes it worth it. (2024)
I'm grateful for the ride. (2024)








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Enjoy Japan! Take Ella Brook's ghost with you. :>

Also... has that 'Part. 1' in the title always been there.....?
Sure, sure! Lemme DM you. :)
Can I just say woooow! Amazing timing making my wish come true, I got good news today!! What an amazing collab!! I now understand why it took so long; the amount of detail, time and dedication in this work of art is amazing. You can really see Sabrina and Thierry finally finding common ground and understanding each other, after all this time. I.. I could cry. :'>

"Now, don't be getting jealous of the men I date from here on out, Thierry..."


This stuck out to me the most, signaling Sabrina letting Thierry go. It's sad. Very sad. But also beautiful. Will we see Sabrina find new love in the timeliness of DB? I hope so. :> She deserves to be happy to.

I also want to point out how emotionally mature Thierry was in this collab. He processed his emotions and apologized. Just, good feels all over. Being a good husband, or good father.

Amazing. Truly, an amazing post.

Also, the bits on the gala and Stella were the icing on the cake. :DDD

I think that means it's @Days turn now!
You're alright, Lexi. When you want quick responses from me in your posts, it's the perfect opportunity for a quick collab. That way you're not guessing what my characters do. ;>

All good! And thaaaank you. :)
Is there good news for me today? :>
Posted! As a note for future posts, please keep your actions to your sole characters only, and avoid doing actions of other characters. :)

Egypt, Undisclosed Location

@Lexisheeps




As a gunfight broke out, Nick would notice one interesting thing. All five of the mysterious nodded men, save for one, would vanish in a haze every so often during the battle, the reappearing in a different location, effectively moving to avoid bullets. However, the one who was wounded had a fizzling scar across his buckle, perhaps impacting performance.

As the leader cornered Nick at their loot point, he gave his number two a nod.

“We’re taking him with us. Tie him and put him in the back.”

The second-in-command nodded, and while the leader held his gun against Nick’s head, the number two grabbed Nick’s wrists, aiming to tie a ziptie tight around them.

“Perhaps we made quite the catch today…”




Pyramid of Giza, Secret Sacrificial Chamber

@Days, @WhiteAngel25, @Lexisheeps




”What is this?”

Cosy stared up at her sister, then down at the statue, then stammered hard, her cheeks flushing red. Like a two-year-old caught with the candy jar, she tried to shove the statue behind her back.

“N-nothing. It's nothing, sis.”

“Auri's right, Cosette. Why did you run when you knew she was looking for you? Why did you lie to me?”

Cosy whipped around in the darkness to face her mother, her flashlight fumbling in her little hands. She swallowed hard; her mother had used her full name. She really was upset with her.

Cosy lowered her head, unable to meet anyone's gaze. “I'm…. I'm sorry, maman. I just… wanted dad to be proud of me-”

Her voice was a soft whisper, clearly unheard by her father as he ripped the flashlight out of her hands. The shock was evident on Cosy's face as she stared at her father, looking for a reason as to why, before the tears started to fall. A whimpering moan escaped Cosy's lips as she cried, feeling a terrible pain in her stomach, in her heart.

Her crying pitched in fervor when she watched, or rather, heard, her father commit violence against the pyramid man - a solid deck to the face. Shaking, she dropped the statue and clutched onto her mother, crying obnoxiously loud now.

The statue that she wanted to impress her mother and father with was left to collect dust on the ground as she was given the cue through bleary eyes to move forward. But Cosy wouldn't. She couldn't, rooted firmly on the ground, falling to her knees, and crying in the sacrificial chamber.

To anyone who followed Mr. Andrew through the tight corridor, they would find it lead into darkness, then somehow, they would end up right back in the sacrificial chamber from another corridor. There were in fact, many corridors. Each marked with a different symbol: death, rebirth, afterlife. The Death route Mr. Andrew took was the one that looped into another matching death corridor. So that left rebirth or afterlife to explore.

Hehe, and this is why Ciara can't have nice things. xD
Let's gooooo!

"Why the hell didn't you tell me this tomb had a sacrificial room?"

"Why the hell did you bring your kids?!"

"Do you really think I want them here?!"


//inhaling popcorn

I live for drama like this.

Epic post, Lexi! There's lots I'll be able to have fun with now. //muahaha. I'll ideally have a response up in 2-3 days.

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