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15 days ago
Current A roleplay not for the timid: "The quest to restore the abandoned Waffle House"
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1 mo ago
I do agree with Yandere's sentiment that words not wording workingly do be a problem this time of year.
1 mo ago
Scratch that, place your bets on polymarket.
2 mos ago
Looks like I'll be working on memorial day weekend. And no, this does not mean place any bets on polymarket.
3 mos ago
due to a typo on my part I was nearly convinced I owed the IRS nearly $3000 in excess taxes this year.
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Bio

-There will be delays in replies. Largely due to working overtime, voluntary obligations; other RPs and online-things may compete for my attention.

'Bout me:
Started RPing (badly) back in '05, mostly doing nation-RPs with an emphasis on technology and strategy, later edging out to character-espionage and military-tactics before doing "less serious" character roleplays that were outside of the 2005-2008 continuity.

That's when I went to Dead-Frontier, and found the RP community there, joined a clan, did some pretty good roleplays and pretty much loosened-up my online-personality. When the clan-leader decided to move her RPs here, most of the clan followed.

Took a course in technical-writing back in '08, so now I may sometimes use the semicolon correctly.

In 2010 I dusted off the old nation-RP continuity I had, doing a few hetelia-esque RP-shenanigans there..

RP-Habbits: I tend to geek-out on little technical-details, and sometimes infer how those details would impact the background of the roleplay. Great for world-building, not so great when you had a perfectly good plotline and I just MacGyver it off the rails (though I usually er to the side of amusement, sometimes it creates very grim side-stories).

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So... I guess it'll be you, me, and D-lay.
I guess... Most of the time I've followed the literary ideologies of American Rationalism (Poor Richard's almanak, 'Summer solder and sunshine patriot' [Crisis]) Transcendentalism, and Realism (Pretty much the 19th century version of the gritty '80s, and included such writers as Mark Twain).

I generally don't preach, but I practice... in a blue-orange morality sort of way.
-Killing, totes alright. But you better thank them first, and apologize afterwards to next of kin.

Nature is like a wood-chipper.
One could call me a naturalist, but a post-modern natralist would punch you in the face for lumping him in my boat; and I, his.
Pree said “Parks?” She repeated unsurely, and then shrugged. “Sure, I know a couple. I’ll take you to them later or something, I did a street show at Central Park once, it was loud. But they gave us some sort of tour and there are cute duck feeding places through the park. Once I went through there and you wouldn’t believe it, there was a wedding and I caught a bloody bouquet – and I swear on God a woman tried to run me over for it.” She mumbled“Do you like parks?” She asked, passing the pen to him, looking at the teacher she realized he was still angry and still staring at her. “Uhm. Can you please start writing?” She asked him, passing the pen into his hand and nudging him constantly. “The teacher is looking at us. Write that it will help you understand the human psyche and what not!” she urged him. “Also.” She smiled at him, “My name is Bellatrix Annalise O’Corcrain. What’s your name? Where are you from?”


"You could say I grew up in the parks and resservations," Mr cunningham answered as he took the pen and began scribling about how psychology was a narrow field of study of sociology, often focusing more on the individal unit and how their interactions with other modify behavior over time; that he was taking it not-only for the credit, but also to apply that knowledge in his daily activites, at all times, and there will be nothing he can do to stop it (nor is he permited to ._.) "By the way, Bella, my name is Rob. Robert Cunningham of the land where the women are strong, the men are good-looking, and the children are above-average."

He saw the teacher still glaring at them, for continuing to fraternize on his time, while quite possibly writing the shortest essays ever. He responded by flipping the page, and writing a series of seven numbers, with a dash between the third and fourth digits. It was his phone-number, which he quickly comoflauged as some random-ass math problem dealing with the ratio of ceiling-tiles to floor-tiles in the school. Although he made sure to underline the phone-number followed by a winking-emote in the magin just in case she missed it.
ClosetMonster said
And you know, I was just throwing random things out - so tree-hugger could be anything anyone wanted it to be. Of course, so could a "totally opposite tree-hugger status" persona.


Depends on what this qualifies as.

Nature is a tool, like a woodcipper that is always on. Immense fun, but get too cocky and stupid and it will chew you up and scatter your ashes.
Katelyn said
Fost- touché... I did drop off the stalker duty. You win. I'd pledge to be better, but it's unlikely due to a shift in my need to RP instead of stalk.


You'll be back.
I'm not an evil rider.. I just have great ambition...



Oh wait...
Katelyn said
Fost - I assumed you would've found me by now, but see that Dalyeth still holds my place in your heart.

Loyalty where loyalty is due.
-Why should I be loyal to you?
IIRC, I got as far as chapter 3 of Zombie Exodus before it demanded to be on a mobile-phone.

-Also, I had a bit of practice before RPing Dmitry's demise
Depends on what a tree-hugger is.

Do I cry when a tree falls? No.
-Well, maybe a little 'miffed that 'Wash just 'plum chop'd down my cherry-tree just ot prove he had a sharp axe... not the sharpest bit in the woodshed...
Oh hey, PMs are still down, Nallore.

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