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Recent Statuses

3 days ago
Current "I know we were never something and we won't ever be a something but you keep looking at me and I keep looking at you and I just- I don't know how to continue being your nothing."
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8 days ago
“What’s God to a woman’s love anyway? What goes Heaven got that I can’t find sitting next to you on a cool autumn morning?”
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11 days ago
“I’ve lived as the poet, the admirer, the lover, the writer, the wisher, the yearner, but for once… can I be the moon, and not the moonstruck?”
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12 days ago
HOLY SHIT MY MIAMI HEAT JUST GOT GIANNIS?!?!
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13 days ago
Fourth Father’s Day without my old man. Doesn’t get easier. Fuck cancer.
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Bio

Hello! I'm Jones! and if you stumbled upon my page, I must have struck your interest!



I like to think that I'm a storyteller. I joined this site to create characters, and worlds I can put myself in. Every post I make will be to the best of my ability, and I hope anyone who stumbles upon my name can see that :D

Just a few things about me if you couldn't tell already by just glancing at my profile haha:


-I LOVE anything Captain America or Marvel related

-I have been RP'ing for over ten years now so I got some experience

- I do my best to try and have a wide range of RP genres

-I'm mostly do 1X1's and Casual/advanced RP's

-I'm a 20 something year old male high school teacher living in the Pacific North West of the US!

- I love meeting new RP'ers and seeing what we can create together!

- I'm a sucker for romance <3

Like i said previously, I’m a high school teacher, so there are specific times of the year where I get bombarded with things so I might not be on for a couple days, and if that's the case I'm trying to let anyone know so they aren't left wondering.

But like I said I love it when people contact me and ask if I want to RP with them, or have an idea and want my skills, and odds are I love the same thing, so If anyone wants to collab just shoot me a PM!

Subjects I love to RP


-Anything Marvel Related, Especially Cap!

-The Percy Jackson Series

-The Witcher

-Mass Effect

-Avatar the Last Airbender

-Anything Sci-Fi

-Harry Potter

- 1X1 Romances

- fantasy

-Modern day life

-Star Wars

-Fairy Tail

Those are pretty much my go to's, but I'm willing to hear out any idea and think about it!

Here's an example of my writing to give you a sense of my "skill" I guess... I keep trying to get better and better so bear with me!



If you have any questions about my RP's, or future ones just shoot me a PM!

Writers I adore

alexakeehl

Akayaofthemoon

blindwoofer

Nightwing95 ((We need to start a project sometime!))

KZOMB13

Saz01

EasilyAmused ((My oldest and best friend on the site :D ))

wistfulwords

All of these people are amazing writers and friends and if you happen to RP with them consider yourself lucky! XD

and for a final note: THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A HOBBY, NOT A CHORE! I never want to put pressure on you, or myself and make any RP feel like you NEED to post, or have to force yourself to write. This is supposed to be fun, and I'll do anything to make sure it feels that way :)

Most Recent Posts

Steve hand instantly locked around Sharon's as they climbed the stairs to her apartment. When she unlocked the door, Steve was impressed on how quickly she set up her apartment. "wow... looks very nice." Steve said with a nod, looking at the place before turning his attention back to the blonde. He walked in to the kitchen, letting her get out the ingredients before placing the apples on the counter. "I'd be happy to help. I didn't drag this back all the way upstairs to leave you to it." Steve said, picking up a knife, and with her instructions, started to cut the apples. he was used to a combat knife, not a kitchen one... he also wasn't known for being a chef either. he was excited for the pie, but more excited that he was spending more time with Sharon... He didn't know how much longer his break from S.H.I.E.L.D. will be, so he wanted to spend most of the time with her before he left for god knows how long.

"so, not a bad first day in New York?" He asked, hoping she enjoyed spending the day with him, even with the bad weather and rather rude New Yorkers.
hahaha I love you too man! glad we are in an RP together like old times!
"The sweeter the better." Steve nodded in agreement, and laughing at her mighty challenge for him. He was glad that her hand was still in his. His first official date was turning out much better than he expected. Spending the day with a beautiful woman, seeing his city, and now an apple pie is going to be made! He walked with her to the check out line, and he couldn't help but listen in to the conversation the two older women were having. He couldn't help but give a very soft laugh, shaking his head. "He's a spitting image of his father..." He muttered, not really intending it to be for anyone. Howard Stark was one of the minds that helped with the Super Soldier Serum. He funded it. He also had a very fun time flirting with Peggy in front of him (He was very confused on what Fondue was and meant back then). but like his son, he could be obnoxious, and arrogant, but they both want the world to be a safe place. Howard Stark also co-founded S.H.I.E.L.D. with Peggy, and Colonel Chester Phillips.

From what he knew, he also was in charge for trying to find Steve's body, but only found the thing that would inevitably start the Battle of New York. As the women finished their conversation Steve felt another new sensation on his arm. Sharon's head rested gently on him. Steve understood what it meant... she was happy, and to be honest, he was beyond happy himself.

As they were up next, the old woman at the counter when wide eyed. "Steven!" She said with a smile. "I haven't seen you in a while, dear!" The old woman was the owner of the store. When he first moved in to his apartment he came her to get some things, just in time to see a robber holding her a gunpoint. Needless to say, The crook was knocked out cold, and the Mrs. Ramero was very very thankful. "How're you doing, Miss Ramero? Yeah, just got back in to town yesterday... You alright? No one's been giving you trouble?" he asked, taking out his wallet to pay for the apples.

"No need to pay, they're on the house... And no trouble, the whole neighborhood seems to know not to dare do anything suspicious because of you. Its like they think you're a super hero or something." She said with a laugh. if only everyone knew... "Thank you very much. Although I might come back later some time this week. I got rotten food in the fridge, its been a while since I've been home..." He said kinda embarrassed that Sharon overheard that part. "Oh, and Mrs Ramero, this is Sharon Carter, who just moved to New York. Miss Carter, this is Mrs. Valarie Ramero, local store owner."

They had a small conversation before Steve and Sharon made their way out. She could have talked for hours, and he didn't want to waste any time for that Apple pie, and spending time with Sharon! "She's a nice lady. Helped her with a robber a couple months back." He explained as he once again handed her the helmet, got on the bike, and once she was nice and close, he made the short trip to their apartments.
Steve parked the bike right outside the grocery store, easy walking distance from their apartments. He climbed off the bike, and offered his hand once again to the beautiful blonde. she took it to his liking, and even more to his liking she kept her hand in his... There's no large crowd, no scary looking men around... He gently tightened his hold on her hand, giving a small smile. "Let's go." Steve confirmed. Together they walked in to the store.

He looked around to see the store wasn't as crowded, and the radio was playing softly through the aisles. "alright.... Lets see... apples would be in...." Steve trailed off, looking at the aisle description above their heads.... He trailed off a bit more than usual as he noticed just how close Sharon was to him, the smell of her perfume still intoxicating, and the feeling of her warm hand in his made him think of nothing but that. "Produce aisle.... right...." he finally said with a nod. As they made their way to the fruits, Steve's attention turned to the radio. It was no longer playing music.

"It has been 6 months since the super hero group 'The Avengers' saved this very city from an unbelievable foe. And as the city remembers them with merchandise and unlimited amount of praise, where are they now?" The announcer kept talking about how Tony Stark seemed to be the only one seen active now. he laughed a bit, knowing it was true. He loved the camera, just like his father. Then they speculated on where the others went. And the rumors that the living legend Captain America was living here in New York... if only they knew.

Steve lead them to the fruits on the stand, and the nice red apples in front of them. "So what type of apples does this 'best apple pie' call for?" Steve asked with a smile, still not wanting to let go of her hand but knowing that he will soon enough so she can pick whichever apples she needs.
I like you? Did she say that? Sure he got that a lot, being America's icon... but this wasn't the same! And as she squeezed his arm he had to stop himself from staring. He didn't mind one bit that she now laced her fingers with his, or that she was so close that he could smell her sweet perfume, or she was smiling and seemed happy... He saw looks of awe and envy on the ferry. People seemed to think that they were cute together, and he would agree with them... but this was just a date... He didn't want to set anything in stone only because he didn't want to rush this... and he felt a small bit of guilt. He could still see Peggy Carter's stern stare, then see it turn in to a smile (which was rare when she was working)... but this whole thing of him being in this world now was to move on, right?

The boat ride was short for his liking, and he only hoped that he could hold her hand for as long as possible. he didn't want it to be awkward though... but it wasn't. He didn't feel awkward, or someone who was being treated like a king. For once since he was unfrozen, he felt comfortable.

Steve and Sharon eventually made it back to his bike. the temperature seemed to not be letting up... "Alright. Next stop: the grocery store." Steve stated with a smile, handing her the helmet once more, and climbing on to the bike, waiting for her arms to reach around his torso again before taking off.
Metronome said
You seem fine in other RPs =P


Those are easier to reply to, and I don't have to start up the whole plot for those RP's. I really don't need the sass right now haha
but I finally got it up! sorry for such the long wait!
Do you want to kill Nazis?
"Do you want to kill Nazis?"

"Is this a test?"

"Yes."

"I don't want to kill anyone. I don't like bullies; I don't care where they're from."


Captain Steve Rogers laid still in the arctic snow, a pair of binoculars up to his eyes. Behind him a few hundred meters sat his S.H.I.E.L.D. snow mobile. He was tasked with an important assignment (they always say that to him, he's beginning to wonder if they really are): to obtain data records from a operation that he knew a bit too well. He was rather confused to hear that Doctor Erskine's reports were in the middle nowhere in Northern Russia, but he was told HYDRA has kept itself busy, and has obtained important data and has hidden them through the years.

He would have assumed that when Schmidt disappeared, HYDRA would have been no more. That they were dealt with after he... well, became an ice cube. He wasn't too mad though... Ever since the battle of New York, he's been trying to fit back in to this new world. New morals, new ways to do things, technology... It was good to know that he was fighting something he knew was bad.

Through the specks of snowflakes, he could make out a large snow truck, slowly making its way to the large metal warehouse... He assumed that's where the files were. He waited until the guards of the warehouse and the occupants of the truck were done talking, then as the doors closed.

"you must promise me one thing. That you will stay who you are, not a perfect soldier, but a good man."

Steve got up, his iconic and legendary red white and blue suit softly covered in snow, and his even more legendary shield on his back. He gave a small exhale of air, then started to sprint silently across the snow.
"All the packages seem to be here... Now I assume you want your pay."

The warehouse was warmer than the cold harsh outside, but not by much. bare light bulbs hung from the ceiling, a second level was held up by metal grates, and throughout it were large wooden crates. As the main guard negotiated with the drivers, Steve silently fell on to the top level, his boots not making much of a sound. there were guards with guns everywhere, but protecting the crates were the least of their worries as they fought off the cold.

Steve silently went up behind someone, kicking in his knee, and wrapping his large bicep around his neck, his other hand around his mouth. He was out in seconds. Steve then got up, and started sprinting, taking off his shield, jumping up, and using his speed to run at a man, his fist and shield going right to the back of his head. The warehouse was large enough for the others to not hear the sound, but if he were to throw the shield, everyone would be alerted as soon as it came in to contact with anything. He took out the rest of the guards upstairs. Now he only had to worry about the men at the bottom, which Steve felt more comfortable with now.

He started to run again, and then leapt off the rail, landing on one of the men his weight knocking him out, then rolled. As he recovered from it, he threw his shield at another guard, where it bounced off him, in to another, and back in to Steve's hand.

"Oh shit! Its him!" One yelled. Steve hid behind his shield as the remaining men opened fire on Captain America. Crouched and behind his shield, he moved forward until he was up on someone, swiped his gun away with his shield, then head butted him. Another man came at him with a knife. Steve ducked and punched him in the stomach, then swinging his shield down on his kneeled over head.

The rest of them were easy to finish off. To be fair, they weren't expecting Captain America to be here... Steve opened the back of the truck, and saw the lone crate sitting there. He opened it, confirming that the data was here.
It was six months later, and Steve was told about the new team he was going to lead. The exciting and new "Sentinels of Liberty" From what he understood they wouldn't be as strong and skilled as Cap, but as close as they could possibly get. They were injected with the serum a few weeks ago, and Steve made it a priority to visit all of them to see how they were doing, since the only person who has been through what they have was him. He read their reports on why they were chosen, and Steve agreed on them. All were heroes, and courageous, and not willing to let freedom go without a price... Now was their first day out on the field, under the guidance of Steve himself... The last time he lead a team was during the alien invasion. He'd assume this would be much easier.

He made his way through S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, and in to the training room where a boxing ring, punching backs, and other training equipment was held. This is where he told everyone to meet up, so they could get to finally meet everyone in the same room.
Character is accepted!

And as I said a billion times, I'm working on the IC

I understand its taking a bit, but life right now really isn't really giving me a break. So please don't post "So, where's the IC?" or "Is the GM dead?" Because i'm doing my best to get it up haha

And once it is up, please keep in mind that your characters just got the serum. Its been a few days, but they by no means have mastered their new abilities, so no one is gonna be perfect yet haha
Spider-Man and Catwoman landed in Central Park. Peter's spider senses were going nuts until now, it was a small tingling now.... " I believe you, I just don't under--" Peter was cut off by a crazed laugh. "Oh no...." Peter said, shaking his head. "don't talk to this guy." Spider-man whispered/yelled so Mysterio could hear him. "Hey, Beck! When'd you get out of the looney bin? If you wanted a visitor, you could have just called me--"

"did you hear me, Spider-Man?! I, the great Mysterio! have found the weapon to finally kill you!"

"Right, I got that part...Still going with Mysterio? It sounds like something I had for breakfast this morning--"

"SILENCE!!! You may have outwitted me last time, Web Head, but soon you will tremble and beg for mercy as soon as you see my newest weapon.... you and your friend here..."

The man named Mysterio faded away, and soon his voice echoed through the archways of the stairs

"come and try to fight me, Spider-Man and friend...." the voice said with a evil laugh.

"this guy's a looney... full of smokes and mirrors... You think you can handle this guy?" He said sarcastically, leading both of them through the doors. As soon as they went under ground, Peter was surrounded in darkness. He searched frantically for Lexi, but couldn't see anyone. He was about to face his greatest fears.
Steve smiled when he heard her bring up the heavy lifting. "Something at the grocery store, eh? I think I can handle it..." Steve couldn't help but accept it. She could have asked him to carry around a bag of dog droppings, and he'd do it in a heartbeat... Steve noticed the crowd wasn't being too pleasant. They kept separating him and his date, but that was soon changed when Sharon stepped up and put her small hand in his larger one. It was better than he imagined. It was soft, yet strong, and warm... and her other arm on his bicep was electrifying. "N-no... I...don't... I don't mind at all." Steve managed to say to her, looking down at her, giving a smile. As they kept walking people kept bumping in to him and Sharon. he didn't care that people ran in to him, but he found it very rude and frustrating that people did that to Sharon. "Hey, buddy. Show the woman some respect, will ya?" Steve said rather offensively to a guy who charged through the crowd to get a good seat, his Brooklyn accent kicking in.

The man rolled his eyes. "Get over it, pal. Its New York." He said as if that was a justified answer. "Punk..." Steve muttered, pulling Sharon a bit closer so the chances of her being ran in to slimmed. Once on the ferry, Steve kept his hand covering hers, using the excuse that he didn't want to lose her in the crowd, and he really didn't want to encounter another jerk like before. New York was much a different place now...
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