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Current Istg I'm going to punch my sister in the face one of these days if she keeps up with the superiority complex.
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I got two hours of sleep last night and I have to cook for nine people today 🙃
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A lady told me today that my smile was beautiful, that I made other people happy whether I realized it or not, and that I should never change, and I think that's the nicest thing I've ever been told.
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When I lived in New York it snowed a ton in the winter, but it was usually gone by April. But nope. This year, my friends up there are complaining about the snow, so I getcha.
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Got that assignment done, and with it the whole unit! Three more to go. We'll see what kind of grade I get on this thing lol



I see you've found your way to my page! 'Tis a very humble, simple place, but I hope you enjoy it ^-^

I'm FullMetalHeart, but most people call me Shiva (shee-vah). Nice to meet you! I try to be a nice and laid back person, but if you manage to piss me off, I must warn you that I am fairly vindictive as well, but as long as you're not an ass we shouldn't have a problem. I have been learning Korean for about two years now, so I'm... erm... No where near as advanced as I should be, but ya know. I can read and write, so there's that XD Also, I am mom to a border collie, four cats, and a horse.

I am a nerd about a large variety of things, which include Marvel, Doctor Who, Star Wars (including extended universe that apparently no longer exists), Sherlock, Anime, Manga, Kpop, Kdramas, Psychology, Pedagogy, English, Herbalism, The Lunar Chronicles, The Fault in Our Stars, Firefly, and many more that I'm too lazy to list. In Kpop, my top three groups are Got7, BTS, and Stray Kids. My biases in those groups are Jaebum, Taehyung, and Felix, but my ultimate bias is most definitely Im Jaebum. Boi is husband material. Anyways, I also listen to Fx, Big Bang, Ikon, Exo, Lee Hi, Eric Nam, Ailee, Taeyeon, Taeyang, GD, Halo, Victon, Shi Shi (yes I know she's Chinese), Bii, Aaron Yan, Girl's Generation, Black Pink, Akdong Musician, and many more that I'm forgetting. I've been into Kpop for about three years now, so they've piled up a bit lol

If you'd like to get to know me, just shoot me a dm and I'll chat with you. Don't worry, I don't usually bite.

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-Multi-fandom trash

-Graduated last year

-Studying for a TESOL certification

-Going on 8 years of rping

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-Listening to music





I've been rping for about eight years now, I started out as a wee lass script rping warrior cats on a site called Horseland (ah, those were the days...) and I have (thankfully) come a long way. I currently have six rps going. 4 prps, and 2 group rps, both of which I am the host of. As far as genres I like, I'm pretty much fine with anything that isn't NSFW, werewolves, vampires, ghosts, and things like that. I love sci-fi, fantasy, western, medieval, romance (come on, you saw that one coming when you saw TFIOS in my bio), adventure, and pretty much anything. If you'd like an rp, send me a DM and we can see if we're compatible, but be warned I am very busy and may sometimes not be able to post.

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I'm sure things will pick up as long as everyone sticks with it. We just all need to get on our feet a bit.
Um... Idk. My favorite genre is probably Sci Fi or fantasy, so if you like one of those maybe we could start with that and work out a plot from there?
So I'm a little low on rps, and I'd like to just have an easy going 1x1 with someone. I'll warn in advance, my life gets pretty hectic so sometimes I may not post for a few days, but as long as you're willing to continue the rp I'll keep posting. I generally match my partner's length and what-not. If you want examples of my writing style, there should be some posts in my recents for you to look at ^-^

As far as genre goes, I'm pretty flexible and laid back. The only things I won't do are:


Supernatural (Were-wolves, vampires, ghosts, etc)


Again, sometimes you may have to wait for me to post, but on the flip side that means you won't have me in your DMs bugging you about posting whenever you don't have the motivation for it lol. If you're interested, let me know!
"Father, there are children starving. Innocent bystanders are being killed, and for what? Pride? Money? Resources? What are all of those truly worth when compared with a life?" The prince had pleaded, exasperated with the king, who refused to listen.

"You're too young to understand, Alastor. Just go back to whatever it is you do around here." The king had replied, not even glancing at his son as he sifted through letters and war reports.

Alastor slammed his fist on the table, gaining his father's attention, and causing the servant in the room to jump in surprise. "How can you take this so lightly?! You send young men off to die in a pointless struggle for power, whilst you sit here safe in your palace! You care nothing for the sacrifice your people are making, you know nothing of the suffering that is being caused because of you!" The prince exploded, unable to stand the king's apathy any longer. "If you won't do something about this damn war, then I will!"


Alastor grimaced as he reflected on his actions, realizing that this, perhaps, had not been the best way to go about the situation. He had never been one to lose his temper, seeing how dearly his father's temper had cost others was more than enough of an example for him growing up, and Alastor tried to be patient with everyone. But this entire situation was testing his resolve. Even though this conversation had happened nearly a week ago, the prince was still furious with his father. After all, any halfway sane person could see how pointless this war was, and how it was costing both sides. A truce was the obvious answer. Why was he the only one that could see that?

He sighed and ran a hand through his tousled red hair, trying to relieve some of his stress. Honestly, it wasn't his problem. He was fifth in line for the throne behind his four older brothers, so unless he started killing them off, it wasn't his responsibility to worry about what did or didn't happen to the people. But that didn't change the face that he cared. When Alastor was but a wee lad, his governess would dress the two of them in disguises, and they would go into the marketplace. Music filled the air, the sun shone bright, the streets were clean, children played in the streets, the people were happy. But no more. Now when Alastor dared to venture out, children were on the streets begging for food, their eyes dull with hopelessness. The music no longer played, except for bells of the house of mourning. Trash and filth littered the once beautiful and bright streets, and the people were terrified. It wasn't his responsibility, but it broke his heart.

"My lord! My lord!" A frantic voice caught his attention, and as Alastor turned, he was greeted by the sight of a plump old maid running towards him. Her name was Natasha, but the prince had always just called her Nana. Currently, Nana was in a state. Her eyes were red and puffy, tears stained her cheeks, and her hands were shaking.

"Good god, what's wrong?" He asked, eyebrows furrowing as he grasped the old woman's hands.

She inhaled deep breaths, trying to regain her composure. "Its awful... So awful your highness... I'm sorry... So sorry..." Sobs echoed down the hallway, drawing some glances to the pair, and prompting Alastor to move this conversation elsewhere.

"It's alright, Nana. Come, let's go into my study. You can tell me all about it, alright?" The prince soothed, leading the poor woman into the room to his right. Had someone died? When they were inside, he locked the door and made Nana sit down. He offered her some water, but she refused, slightly calmer now.

"Oh, my lord... It's dreadful... Absolutely dreadful..." She shook her head, pressing a hand to her mouth.

"What is, Nana?"

"The king... He..." Her voice choked. "I overheard him talking... I was bringing him his tea, you see, like I always do... I wasn't supposed to hear... Oh god what if he finds out... My lord he's planning to... to kill you... Oh I'm so sorry... If it had been any of the other boys, I wouldn't say anything but you... You were always such a sweet little boy and I just couldn't... You have to run my lord. Please, please run. Of all the horrible things..."

For several moments, Alastor couldn’t say anything. His father… wanted to kill him? If it had been any of the other servants, he might have wondered if they were lying, but Nana was not one to just make up a story like this. She was also in such a state, she probably couldn’t have lied if she wanted to. Even though he didn’t want to believe her warning, it made sense, and that meant he didn’t have time to be shocked. He needed to get moving. Without a word, Alastor got up and went to his room to pack a small bag of supplies. He would leave when everyone else had gone to sleep, and pray the guards would keep their silence.


The prince hadn’t stopped to rest all night, for fear of his father sending soldiers after him, and he was exhausted. The sun beat down on him one instant, and then the next rain was pelting him as he walked through a forest. Nana had helped him pack and prepare, sobbing and fussing over him the entire time, giving endless motherly advice before sending him off. Alastor prayed that her involvement wouldn’t be discovered, and left a large sum of money under her pillow incase she should have to run.
His feet ached, his body felt heavy, and he needed to rest, but he still didn’t feel safe. By now, his father had no doubt learned of his disappearance, and had sent soldiers after him. Would he be able to outrun them? Could he hide? Would they track him down? How far ahead was he? How long did he have? A groan left the prince as he leaned against a tree, taking just a second to catch his breath. The day was ending, and he needed to find a place to rest, and figure out his next move.

It was then, like a dream come true, that a shape appeared through the mist and rain. It looked like some sort of building, and through the rain Alastor thought he could make out the shadow of a door, and a light that clearly shone through some of the windows. Perhaps the inhabitants of this place would be kind enough to offer him shelter. Lowering his hood, Alastor made his way to the door, and pounded on it.

Prince Alastor of Craulannen




Antheia Taklarovich


Order of the Unicorn


Eliza Voltharn



Human/elf Hybrid

Okay, finally posted! Thanks for your patience, guys.
Dasha couldn’t stop herself from snorting at the enthusiastic response from the only person (besides the commander) that wasn’t a criminal. Ah, it had been a good long while since she’d seen a good soldier boy. She imagined he was not very thrilled with the idea of being with the likes of this group, but hey, they were all volunteers. He knew what he was getting himself into when he signed up.

“Hey gramps, what exactly do these games involve? Is it a fight to the death sort of thing, or what?” She asked, curiosity getting the better of her. He had told them about how much this mission meant to humanity, but not a lot about what it actually involved. Dasha wanted to know what to expect. If this were a strictly combat situation, she’d be fairly screwed. Going against a human was one thing, but these were new creatures with new bodies that she didn’t know how to defeat. Hand to hand combat was never really her thing anyway.

“Newton.” The commander said.


“Hit the deck and give me 50.”

“... Excuse me?” Dasha raised an eyebrow at the man. “Listen, I’m not one of your little toy soldiers anymore. You guys kicked me out, remember? Ordering me around isn’t going to work, so just answer the damn question.”

Dasha had barely gotten the words out of her mouth before Lister had snatched her out of her seat and tossed her on the floor, having little trouble lifting her small frame. He didn’t like being violent, but he doubted anything else would catch these peoples’ attention. He needed their respect in order for them to survive this. If they didn’t respect him, they wouldn’t follow orders. If they wouldn’t follow orders, all of them were going to die.

“While we are on this mission, you are all soldiers again. You will address me as ‘sir’ or ‘commander.’You will listen to my orders. You will not question me, you will not argue with me, and you will not disobey me. Am I understood, or do I need to repeat myself?” He asked, crouching down and speaking loudly to the seething woman that was now on the ground.

“Understood…” Dasha muttered, glaring up at him. Murder had never been high on her list of things to do, but right now, it seemed like a pretty good idea.

“Say again?” The commander leaned in closer, as if he couldn’t hear her.

“Understood, sir.”

“Now give me 100. Argue and I’ll make it 120, small fry.” Lister added as Dasha opened her mouth to argue some more. Grumbling curses and insults to herself, she got into position and started counting her push-ups. He let the insults slide, this time.

“Now, while she’s doing that, I’ll answer her question.” Lister started. “We don’t know exactly what the games entail, but from what we’ve been told, we will be set loose in an arena with the other contestants. Apparently, the arena is set up like a maze, or a puzzle. You have to solve the puzzle in order to reach the finish line. As you get closer to the finish line, finding pieces to the puzzle, or clues rather, will become harder and harder. In order to find clues, we may have to battle NPCs that the hosts of the games have set up, or we may have to battle other contestants. From what I’ve heard, they try to keep people from dying, but… Well, things happen. Whoever solves the puzzle and reaches the finish line first wins. Any questions?”
Looks like I might have some free time today to get a post up.
Sorry, I've just had a lot going on and haven't been able to post.
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