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7 mos ago
Current putting yourself out there is scary, yes. but you rob yourself and others of those positive and welcoming interactions you might have. high risk, high reward. you've got this, friend.
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7 mos ago
Friends over so I'm away from my PC. Will get to owed stuff as soon as I can!
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7 mos ago
you all are making me feel old. dragoncave levels of old.
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7 mos ago
I want to write silly romance plots. That's it. That's the update.
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1 yr ago
Buried in chores this weekend. I'll be back to writing/plotting with folks by Monday at the latest!! ♡
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30+ year old writer.

Hi, I'm Rose. I RP and stuff.



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That's fine. I'm patient. I get busy too. :P

I hate moving too... I have to do it every year. #CollegeLife (Forgive me for the use of the hashtag. I use it mainly because I think it's funny. If it bothers you, I won't. I'm an English Major, I understand. (I also understand that language changes every day and the way we use words can and will be different every year.)) Much Parenthesis, many side note, heh.
In The Promise 12 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Am I playing her okay? If you want me to change something in her demeanor, I can try. I just went with what I saw in the picture. She's very similar to the first character I ever RPed with. Outgoing, hyper, a little ADD, cute, naive, innocent... yanno...
In The Promise 12 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
She smiled mischievously, giggling at his response. "I don't know!" She shouted, smiling for him wildly. "I don't... have one?" She continued, tilting her head. She was starting to change. It was inevitable. She only retained a few of her emotions as the doll. Most everything else was taken over by the persona. She blinked, looking around. "I... I don't know my name. Where am I?" She looked around, confused, her smile gone.

I... where am I? I don't know where I am! Who am I?!

She turned to look at Booker. "All I know is your name... Booker..." She explained. She stopped, saying his name again, playing with it, letting it roll off her tongue. She smiled looking back up at him. "It's a nice name. I like it! Booker!" She told him, her smile growing once again, her problem from before forgotten. She twirled and danced around the room happily, her spirits high again, not a care in the world.

I feel like I could fly. If I jumped from a high place, would I fall or would I fly?

She giggled to herself and turned back to look at Booker. She smiled sweetly and walked back over to him. "So... What now?" She asked, looking around at the abandoned house. "This place is really pretty... It's so broken but... I don't know why. It makes me sad but happy in a way. You know?" She asked as she walked around, looking at the pictures on the wall. There was one with a man and a doll. She looked at the doll. It seemed very... familiar but she couldn't place how. The man too, looked familiar. "Where are we anyway?" She asked, looking back at Booker.
Rika nodded, not looking forward to sharing a room with two males but sleep PKing would be a problem. She smiled and chuckled as they walked.

"I never thought that sleep PKing would ever be such a problem for me. It used to be just a nuisance and now..." She trailed off, sighing. "Anyway, let's go find a room." She finished, walking towards the inn. Thank god this Inn was huge, otherwise it would be able to fit everyone. Rika walked up to the counter and got in the rather long line waiting to get a room. She turned to Donovan and Pakuna behind her. "I hope we can even get a room... Looks like their filling up fast..." She told them, her heart sinking.

God I hope we can get a room.

"If... I did it right, you already do."

Rika blinked. Wait, what? That voice... They already had a room? How was she supposed to explain that to Donovan and Pakuna? "Oh, we already have a room... Why? I don't know..." She sighed, letting her head fall, rolling her eyes.

So, how can you even hear me? And who the hell are you?

"I... I really don't know. I'm not good with computers. I just kind of... did it. I'm Yuki.Yuki Tsukasa."

Y-Yuki?

"Yes. I'm... in some sort of tower. Aiko... He... He kidnapped me. Anyway, I have a few admin controls here and I seem to be able to do a few things for you. Though, I don't want to do too much and alert them."

O-Okay....

When Rika looked up again, the line had moved down by a good bit. She jumped a bit and ran over to catch up, gulping.

"You still have to wait in line and get your key, but it should be paid for."

Rika nodded slowly and took in a deep breath, looking around at the people in the foyer of the inn. They all looked tired and worn, their eyes bloodshot like hers from crying. There were even small children here. She hated him, whoever created this game. She could feel her blood boiling. She probably wouldn't even get to sleep tonight. She couldn't calm down.
They rode for a few hours, stopping every now and then for the horses to eat and to grab a bite for themselves, both not really saying much. Whenever Julius tried to start up a conversation with Cedric, all he'd get would be a muffled response.

So much for him...

Julius didn't mind though, if the guy wanted to keep to himself, that was fine with him.

It wasn't long before they caught sight of the nearest town, Arenthal. Julius smiled as they approached, he'd always liked this little town and there was a reason it was first on his list. They had the most beautiful flowers in all of the land, not to mention the best stew! He chuckled at his own thoughts, procuring a curious glance from Cedric.

"Ah, sorry. Just ahm... laughing at myself." Julius told them boy, laughing a bit awkwardly. He watched as the boy nodded nonchalantly, turning to look away. Julius blinked, confused. Why was he so silent? "Look, if we're going to be traveling together, you're going to have to speak up." Julius commanded, tired of the silence. "I'll go crazy if it's just me and my thoughts." He continued, putting on a smile for the boy.

"Oh... Sorry. I'm just... thinking. That's all." Cedric replied. Julius sighed, shaking his head at the boy. He looked a bit young to be knight anyway. Maybe it was just growing pains.

Julius stretched after getting off his horse. He handed the reins off to the stable boy, smiling at him courteously. "Thank you. I'll pay when we leave, if that is okay." He told him and turned without receiving a response. Cedric followed suit, handing his reins off and smiling apologetically.

"He's not always like that..." Cedric told the man, feeling his insides churn a bit. Why was her brother acting so rudely? Was he always like this with others?

Julius walked out to the center of the town and looked around, looking for the inn. "This inn has the best stew I've ever eaten, Cedric. You'll love it!" He boasted, smiling widely back at the boy.

"B-But, sir... Aren't we supposed to be looking for her?" Cedric replied, raising a brow. It didn't matter to her whether they found the girl or not, but she was curious as to what her brother was doing.

"A little sight seeing isn't bad! Besides, we might happen across her this way, you never know!" Julius replied, already walking in the direction of the inn. Cedric sighed.

"You don't even know what she looks like..." Cedric mumbled, following behind like a good puppy. When Cedric walked in, he found Julius already seated at a table, looking at the menu. "I thought you already knew what you wanted..." Cedric mumbled as he sat down across from Julius.

"Yes, but it seems a bit rude to not even look, you know?" Julius replied. Cedric blinked, raising a brow.

My brother is a dimwit... Why have I never noticed?
A loud, angry sigh could be heard throughout the library. Ginny sat at one of the computers, trying to write her paper. "I don't get it!" She yelled, letting her head fall to the desk. She could hear the librarian tell her to be quiet, only making her frustration grow.

I'm probably on my freaking period...

She closed her eyes, tears threatening to fall. Why did MLA format have to be so confusing? It didn't make a lick of sense to her and she was ready to give up and take the zero. She sighed, deciding she'd just work on it another day. She needed to get up and get back to her room anyway. No doubt her roommate was doing something stupid. She turned off the computer, grabbed her thumb-drive and stashed it in her pocket.

It was a nice day outside, campus was littered with students outside playing games, sunbathing, doing the usual things. She pulled the sleeves of her jacket down with her hands, a nervous twitched she'd developed over the years. She didn't like wearing short sleeves... She walked across campus, the wind blowing her hair across her face pissing her off.

One day, I'm going to just cut it all off.

As she walked, she noticed something going on in Maxwell. Near one of the windows a bunch of girls all stood doing something. Probably something stupid... Ginny's eyes narrowed, her annoyance already growing.

I hate people...

Her eyes popped back open when she noticed one girl throwing a punch. "What? What is this, [b]Middle School?!"[/b] She shouted aloud. She felt her chest well up with anger and she shook her head. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed the local campus police.

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

Ugh. Hurry up and pick up! Sleaze-bags.

Ri-

"Hello, New Harren College Campus Police. What can I do for you?" A man greeted her, finally picking up.

"Yes, I'd like to report a fight in Maxwell." She replied curtly, her tone a bit sharp.

"We'll be there as soon as we can." He said, hanging up.

You'd better be...

She huffed, letting out a bit of steam as she walked up towards the building. She wanted to see how they resolved this and she also wanted to be there for the poor soul being beaten. Or should she? She stopped, pondering for a moment. Should she just back to her room? It really wasn't any of her business and definitely not anything she needed to get involved in. It wasn't like she'd be much help anyway. She turned in the direction of her dorm and began walking. But... What if my words save their life?

Ugh...

She turned around in her place and eyed the building.

Damn my conscious.

She took in a deep breath and walked over toward the building just in time to see the campus police drive up in their golf cart, all six of them. She rolled her eyes but smiled at them as they walked inside. She walked in behind him, making sure they didn't see. While they were distracting the girls throwing punches, Ginny swiftly swooped in a grabbed the person being assaulted and pulled her into another room.

Once they were in the room, she turned to the girl, her eyes warm and caring. "Sorry, I just wanted to get you out of there as soon as I could. When they finish up, we'll go out so they can treat you." She told her, her chest tensing up. She hadn't realized how tense this would be. What kind of words could she offer this girl? What words would make a difference? "Just sit and relax for now... I'll be here..." She told her and sent her a big smile, trying her hardest.
She gulped, feeling him wrap his arms around her. Her cheeks flushed red. This was the first time she'd had this kind of contact with a male. She felt her body tense up ad she tried to relax it, to hug him back. Her hands raised around his back, touching him lightly. An awkward hug, but a step... She let out a small huff, smiling slightly at his words. He'd protect him, eh? She chuckled a bit and nodded her head. "And I won't let either of you die.

She heard Pakuna speak, though softly. She smiled brightly and walked over to give him a hug, wrapping her arms around him. [b]"If he get's one you do too. And never put down a good support player. Every team needs one."
She told him, pulling back to look him in the eyes, her smile warm and genuine. She didn't want him to feel down just because he couldn't fight with them very well.

It also kind of struck her as odd that the two boys looked very, very similar. They were both the same height and had the same facial features. The only difference was their build. They almost looked like brothers, though she didn't really want to ask. That was their business. She had more important things to deal with than relations. She chuckled again at Donovan and hit the accept button on her own menu, their two tags appears below her own, their HP appearing right next to it. "Good. Then I say we go back to the inn and get a good night's sleep. We can start on the boss tomorrow." She told them, already pulling them in that direction, a goofy smile on her face.

I don't want to die...
In The Promise 12 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
She smiled, a sad smile, for she knew what would come of this. Well... she thought she did. She held out her pale porcelain hand out to the man. When he took it, a needle came out of the palm of her hand and stabbed him. His blood flowed onto her hand and she pulled away, smiling. The blood moved up her arm covering her in shimmering red, so bright that she appeared to glow. Soon, it was so bright the man wouldn't even be able to see her anymore. Her body morphed and changed, growing several fee, through probably still a foot shorter than the man. As the glow died, pink hair flowed out, floating gently down to her waist.

When it was all over, a pink haired girl with light brown eyes stared up at the man, a bright smile on her face. She wore a simple white dress accented with flowers both yellow gold and green. "Hi Booker!" She exclaimed as she pulled her hands behind her back and leaned forward, smiling as big as she could manage. Her heart and soul filled with the emotions of the girl Booker needed. A frail girl that needed protecting, a girl with an outgoing, happy nature, one that would fill his life with the happiness he deserved. She had to admit, she liked this body, these emotions. They felt nice, though... something crept up inside of her, a nagging feeling.

What?

It was like... she was insecure... Well, that was never knew. Almost all humans were insecure in some way but it was... different with this girl. She tried so hard to hide it that it just bottled up inside and grew so large that it was a wondered she was able to contain it. Maybe that was what Booker needed, someone that needed him. Well, she needed him now. She needed him to find his way into her heart, her real heart and fix whatever was there. He also needed her to help him. In what way, she really didn't know yet. That was something she had to figure out on her own.
Inside a small house in Littleroot Town, there sat a girl with pale red hair, her eyes staring determinedly at the pokeball on her desk.

"Come on... It's not going to be hard. Just... suck it up and GO!" Julie whispered to herself, still seated on the edge of her chair. Her legs were fidgeting, her nerves going wild. Her room wasn't neat, but it wasn't dirty either. She had piles of clothes scattered everywhere. The clock on her desk read 7:30 AM. She'd been up for about an hour or two now, preparing herself, making sure she had on nice clothes, that she was packed, that she'd taken a shower. She wanted it to be perfect, though she felt herself slowly going crazy because of it. She sighed and placed her head on her desk, prepared to give up.

Maybe I'm just not... ready.

BAM! Her eyes shot open and she straightened up faster than a bullet, her eyes darting to her door. There, in her door frame, stood her father, his read hair tied back into a sloppy ponytail. His blue eyes were lit with excitement, a wide smile on his face.

"Jule!" He yelled, Julie's Eevee running inside from between his feet. "I just got a call from Birch! He told me that a friend of his is in fact going to accompany you on your journey. You don't have to go it alone, dear." He explained, walking in and sitting down on her bed near her. He placed his hand on her shoulder lovingly and smiled warmly at her. Her eevee, Piko, jumped up onto the bed and sat next to him, staring over at her expectantly. Julie let out a long sigh, smiling over at the two.

"Thanks, you two." She said as she smiled and poked at Piko's nose. "Your enthusiasm is uplifting." She told them, pulling away.

"You'll be fine." Her father told her, his smile warm. Piko called out to her, almost as if it were smiling.

"Yeah... Alright. Well, how do I look, Dad?" She asked, standing up and spinning for him. She heard Piko call to her, it's voice small and cute. Julie giggled. "Thanks Piko!" She replied, giggling. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail much like her fathers but tied up with a small ribbon. She had on a matching blue and white shirt with matching caprices and shoes. Her bag sat by her desk, small yet big enough to hold what it needed to.

"I think you look fine, Jule." Her father told her, shaking his head. "You'd better get going. Birch is expecting you soon. It's almost nine!" He continued, motioning toward the clock that now read 8:43 AM. She sighed and smiled at him.

"I guess so." She replied, a heavy feeling in her chest. She picked up her bag, placing Piko's pokeball inside and walk to the front door with her father. "I'll call you when I can..." She told him, looking down at her hands, she had them in front of her, holding her bag. She felt her father's lips brush against her forehead as he leaned down.

"Good. You do just that. I'll be here when you need me." He told her before walking back inside. Julie took in a deep breath and looked down to Piko.

"Ready to go, little guy?" She asked and the small pokemon responded by jumping and running circles around her. She giggled and began to walk down their drive way, headed towards the Lab. It wasn't long before the Lab came into view, all of the pokemon playing together gleefully behind the fenced in area. Piko ran over and called out to a few of them. Julie chuckled as she watched them interact, amused by her pokemon's nature.

I wish I could be that confident.

Her attention was next struck by the man leaning against the fence, watching her. She blinked, looking around to make sure he was, in fact, looking at her.

"E-Excuse me. W-Who are you?" She asked, her brows furrowed and her hands already together in front of her, rubbing together nervously. The scar on the side of her stomach itched, for what reason, she didn't know. "I... I'm l-looking for Professor B-Birch." She told him, looking over at the pokemon in the fenced in area. Piko was still calling out to them, her tail wagging excitedly.


Putting my CS here because I'm lazy and I like to be able to see it for reference. ( I have quite a few RPs now and it's the only way I can really keep them straight. ^-^')
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