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6 yrs ago
You don't realize how isolated you are until a pandemic hits and you legit make zero changes to your life.
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6 yrs ago
I've never once faked a sarcasm.
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7 yrs ago
So, I thought the dryer made my clothes shrink. Turns out it was the refrigerator :/
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7 yrs ago
Them: "What pronoun do you use for you?" Me: "Your Grace."
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7 yrs ago
At my funeral, take the bouquet off my casket and throw it into the crowd to see who's next.
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Load your bullets in the firing chamber,
and they’ll fly from your lips,
Ricochet and lodge past the scarce armor
of my ribcage into this glass heart of mine.
Don’t let my insecurities bleed out.
Don’t stop the flow.
Pierce my skin with the shards of my heart.
End my misery. Squeeze the trigger with practiced ease.
It’s the only thing you’ve ever been good at.
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I'm open to just about anything. Sci-fi isn't really something that I write much... other than that..... I don't think I have any limitations.
Personally, I love a good modern dark fantasy. Perhaps something that takes place in an existing city/country, so world building is kept to a minimum and we have real resources to pull from. Maybe a supernatural world hiding in plain sight amongst humans, waging their own wars, etc.
I've had a few ideas for stories myself, but nothing I could bring myself to GM.
I am not the same person I was six months ago,
I will not be the same person I am six months from now.
I am constantly growing, learning, and changing myself.
I am changing for the better, even on the days when I
Feel so heavy that I can hardly breathe.
I am good, even when I make mistakes.
My mistakes do not tell the story of who I am,
Who I will be, or define me.
I have moved mountains and caused bridges to burn at the same time.
It is okay, I am okay. I am energy, constantly in motion and changing.
And just like energy, I can never be destroyed.
Promise Institute | Auditorium
The girl leaned her head against the back of the chair for a few moments as more people shuffled into the auditorium, and finding their seats wherever possible due to the fact that it was filling up fast. How many people can this place hold? She wondered, now staring more at the ceiling than anything else. Her head hurt a bit, not as bad as the usual migraines due to the telepathic connections she’d experience with various electronic devices, but it was still there. Although she wondered, if the school itself had safeguards in place mitigating the frequency of each student’s power so some idiot wouldn’t accidentally destroy the buildings, or for that matter, someone else. Even Alex, with varying degrees of sensitivity to such things as smartphones and laptops, her mind wasn’t really feeling overwhelmed despite the fact that she was in a huge room with several hundred others most likely carrying those devices. But, all in all, it was a relief to have some quiet going on in her head at that moment.
Her eyes flicked to the side as the dark-skinned girl took a seat nearby, her clothes a but unusual, not at all stylish like a lot of the others in the room. In fact, they were fairly plain for the most part. Plain was good though. It meant maybe this girl wasn’t so much into herself like Alex imagined most of the kids would be at Promise Institute. Maybe some of them just wanted to fade into the background, while others hoped to shine so bright you needed sunglasses. Speaking of which, it wasn’t hard for Alex to notice the girl with the short pixie hair walking toward the same section she was sitting in, and what was up with her skin? It kind of appeared on the greenish side, but she wasn’t sure as it could have simply been the overhead lighting. Either way, Alex was slowly realizing that her space was going to fill up rather soon, and that raised the tension level just a bit higher than she’d been comfortable with.
“Dammit girl.” She mumbled to herself, pulling the dark hoodie closer to her face. “Don’t spaz out now. They're people. This school is full of them. Get over it.”
Again, she sunk back into her chair, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone around her as best she could.
The girl leaned her head against the back of the chair for a few moments as more people shuffled into the auditorium, and finding their seats wherever possible due to the fact that it was filling up fast. How many people can this place hold? She wondered, now staring more at the ceiling than anything else. Her head hurt a bit, not as bad as the usual migraines due to the telepathic connections she’d experience with various electronic devices, but it was still there. Although she wondered, if the school itself had safeguards in place mitigating the frequency of each student’s power so some idiot wouldn’t accidentally destroy the buildings, or for that matter, someone else. Even Alex, with varying degrees of sensitivity to such things as smartphones and laptops, her mind wasn’t really feeling overwhelmed despite the fact that she was in a huge room with several hundred others most likely carrying those devices. But, all in all, it was a relief to have some quiet going on in her head at that moment.
Her eyes flicked to the side as the dark-skinned girl took a seat nearby, her clothes a but unusual, not at all stylish like a lot of the others in the room. In fact, they were fairly plain for the most part. Plain was good though. It meant maybe this girl wasn’t so much into herself like Alex imagined most of the kids would be at Promise Institute. Maybe some of them just wanted to fade into the background, while others hoped to shine so bright you needed sunglasses. Speaking of which, it wasn’t hard for Alex to notice the girl with the short pixie hair walking toward the same section she was sitting in, and what was up with her skin? It kind of appeared on the greenish side, but she wasn’t sure as it could have simply been the overhead lighting. Either way, Alex was slowly realizing that her space was going to fill up rather soon, and that raised the tension level just a bit higher than she’d been comfortable with.
“Dammit girl.” She mumbled to herself, pulling the dark hoodie closer to her face. “Don’t spaz out now. They're people. This school is full of them. Get over it.”
Again, she sunk back into her chair, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone around her as best she could.
I'll see about getting a second post up today, but otherwise I'll be offline probably until Monday due to holiday ♥
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