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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?”


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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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Asuras said 'if'! That means I might still have a chance! TT^TT
//chants in a whisper, pumping hands in the air, "Collab, collab, collab!"
Ooh, I will keep that in mind...
@ERode Very satisfying collabs, I can see the gears turning.

Yep, I'll be posting for the next round after seven days have passed from the first GM post, ideally. Harassing people for posts a couple days before. xD If I get more posts in sooner, the next round comes sooner.

@evierose Ah, thank you for the clarification. For NPCs, it's best to discuss with the one who owns them. I get attached to mine, so I'd personally prefer a discussion before an NPC is marked for death. Personnel, though, you can shoot them and I can say how many bullets have taken them out.

@evierose Looks good! I'll add them to the list. Just a quick note on lethal strikes - I'm leaning away from them for this role play. It can happen, but it should be a last resort, and both parties should agree to it. And of course, the stipulation that the Veracious Aim can still miss due to outside forces.

Also, now that Ragged Gavel is taken over by Emily, I imagine John and her might get along up till the point John figures out Emily is corrupt...





Wingram Clinic
@Nanaya


Ciara's eyes shot open.

She could feel the reverberation of the shadow imp still echoing in her mind, startling her from her light and troubled sleep. But for the life of her, she couldn't remember what the shadow imp had said. She could only recall it was important.

So instead, her mind reeled back, and brought a resurfacing memory of the shadow imp surrendered, looking at her as she stood in between it and Iraleth. The fear in its eyes when it eventually was handed over to Principal Raja from Iraleth, and the pit in Ciara's stomach at witnessing the exchange.

It made her sick.

”I would have saved you.” She thought numbly. ”I would have let you bind your shadow to me, and we could have been free.”

Ciara's eyes pinched open, staring at the white ceiling, and the curtain surrounding her bed. Already, whatever logic and cohesion her thoughts had gathered at the appearance of the shadow imp in her mind was slipping. The waters of the drugs in her system lapped at the shores of her consciousness, washing everything away.

So, Ciara found herself staring at the ceiling, feeling as though she had forgotten something important once again. But it didn't matter, as the euphoria in her system eased any worry she could ever feel.

She could hear motion and voices on the other side of the curtain. It took a long moment of ruminating on the voices for it to occur to her that Davil was somewhere around here.

Had he been saved?
Ooh, that's some nice backstory with Bella...
@Qia Sounds great, I'm looking forward to it! There's no rush. I hunger for collab goodness please feed me
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