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"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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"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!
Benjamin West woke up to a loud alarm, and the sun shining through the window and into his eyes. groaned a little as he hit the snooze button, and fell back down onto his pillow. It was an almost perfect plan, until he heard running down the hall and a small voice. "Daddy! Dad wake up!" Ben's daughter Jamie knocked on his door, and continued down the hall to wake her brother up too.
Ben got out of the bed, running a hand through his messy brown hair before drawing the curtains to view the beautiful Virginia forest. He walked across to the room to a nightstand with a picture of a beautiful woman holding a small boy, with the brightest smile in the world. "Buongiorno mio amore" He muttered, touching the picture lightly before walking into the bathroom, getting ready for the day.
Minutes later he came down the stairs dressed in a dark blue sweater, some worn jeans and sneakers. He didn't have a traditional job in the morning, but he did have the all-time job of being a dad. He made his way into the kitchen, a traditional style that Maria helped remodel. Jamie was sitting at the island, finishing some of her homework. Ben rubbed his hand on her head, and walked to the kitchen. "What will it be, Little One? Pancakes? Cereal, eggs?" He asked, turning on the stove.
"Just cereal..." Jamie replied, hard at work. "Just cereal, you got it... Hey, is Marco up? Marco!" Ben yelled, walking to the pantry to receive some cereal. "Daddy, you're still going to help today, right?" Jamie asked. "Yeah, yeah... wait, help with what?" He asked, handing his daughter a bowl and pouring milk in.
"The school fair is today, and you promised to help, remember?" He had been going through so much recently with the legal papers and Marco acting up in school, that he had forgotten all about the fair! "Yeah, I remember sweetheart... I'll be there. Marco! Hurry up, don't make me come up there!"
A couple seconds later Ben's oldest, Marco walked down, not saying a word, only grabbing a bagel from the kitchen counter. "You get your work done, Big Guy? I'm not going to get a note to sign tonight for bad behavior?" Ben asked, looking over at him as he helped Jamie put things in her backpack. Marco shook his head. "Can we go now? We're going to be late."
"Well maybe if someone came down on time we shouldn't be. Come on sweetheart. Everyone in the car! You all got your lunches, right?"
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The car rides to school were not the most heartfelt and happiest. It was debating on what to listen to on the radio, mixed with passive aggressive remarks from Marco, to Ben giving a speech on how he needs to help out and grow up. When they parked in front of the school, Marco immediately left without saying a word. "Yeah, Love you too!" Ben yelled after him, getting out of the car to help Jamie out. "Alright Little one, when does your fair start?"
"Five o'clock. But volunteers need to be there an hour early to set things up."
"Four o'clock. Got it. And... what did you sign me up to do, exactly?"
"I don't know, the school figures that out, I just put you on the list!"
"Alright, mio amore, I'll be there. Have a good day, I love you." He gave her a kiss on the forehead before letting her go off to her class. He stood next to his car, watching her meet up with her friends. She didn't seem as embarrassed of him as Marco was, it was probably because she was letting him cope with this all. She was a smart girl, too smart if you asked him.
He looked next to him to see a couple of parents (especially mothers) staring over at him. He was famous in a sense, he made a lot of interviews and did a lot of crazy things on his old show that many people would see him as a perfect human being... But he didn't feel that at all. He gave an awkward smile and wave to the crowd, getting into the car before any of them could dive into small talk. He didn't hate talking to people, it was just... difficult. Especially right now.
He would probably do what he did every day. He would call some buddies he had that were still talking about a new season for his show (and politely turn them down), clean the house, and then apparently help at this school fair. It was a change of pace from what he used to do, but this was still just as challenging.
If you have any questions about my RP's, or future ones just shoot me a PM!
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 :)
She felt bad for her lack of free time... it sounded a lot like his. he rarely had it, and when he did, it wasn't that much fun, especially when she said she spent time with Tony. He had respect for the guy now... but he can be more than a handful for people, especially women. Steve watched her talk, and as she did she still had a sniffle and some tears running down her face... he didn't mean for her to cry. He didn' tknow she would actually have feelings for him (he hoped, and loved the time they had, but after her big reveal, it was just something he didn't know anymore).
He sighed and walked for the door, but instead of going through it, he gently took it from her grasp, and closed it. "I hate it when a pretty girl cries..." He said gently, taking his thumb, and gently wiping the tears off her face. "Im glad to see i'm not the only one who keeps to the old traditions..." Steve Rogers kept his thumb on her cheek.
She was becoming more at ease talking to him. That was good, Quill... But as you know by your scars, don't get too ahead of yourself. Keep the pace. "Well, Nikki, my man Luke is very well known, and maybe just a bit better than Star-Lord... But there's a ton of them running around. Leah... Anakin... But there's only one Star-Lord, and you are speaking to him." he gave a nod and smile. "I do have things to learn, but I know more than one might think. I know that guy works the night shift and hates coming home to his nagging wife." He said, pointing his thumb at a local. "I know that guy has a smoking problem, which is weird for his species because he doesn't have lungs." He said pointing to another wanderer. He then shifted his gaze back to Nikki. "and right now, I know you have to be some portion of terran to enjoy an earth delicacy like potatoes, and you're willing to use your certain skills to get some money... You and me aren't that much different from what I see." Peter said with a grin, leaning a bit forward.
"Quill!" A voice shouted through the open door. Peter's face stood frozen, looking at Nikki, then he sighed and bowed his head. "Shit..." He got up, turning to the doors and opening his arms. "Bill! Zapth!" he said with a smile, glaring at the two. "What are you guys doing here? Yondu sent me here on important busine--"
"Yondu did say you had to collect it, Quill... but he also said that you might try some funny business once you're alone. So he sent us to check on ya." An orange skinned man said with a horned nose. They both had on the same icon and color of clothes, but they either wore the vest, or shirt. Peter liked the full coat uniform... mostly because he felt badass.
"Well, you can fly back to him and tell him on going to return the item to our supplier... Why are you two looking at me...? Oh come on. Again?" with that they both pulled out their guns, and backed Quill back to the bar. "Heyheyheyhey, I know I've taken some more units than a should, but this time i'll be able to pay Yondu back! what I have? It'll be worth tens of thousands of units! You tell him i'll be back in a couple of days with the money, we go hit a club, buy some cigars, and sing a few songs." He said, patting both of them on the back.
"That sounds like a good plan... but, we could just knock you out, take the money, and give it back ourselves to make sure."
"You two trying to play the bad boys? The loose cannons? That's my job. Now we can have this bar stay in tact and have you walk away nicely... or we can do this the hard way." After a few seconds, Peter rolled his eyes. "Alright. The hard way."
He clicked the button on his ear, his helmet forming on his face as he leaned on the bar, stuck out his legs, and activated the jet boots. The impact of the jets sent the two Ravagers flying.
As she talked, Steve remained quiet. He just assumed that she was supposed to have feelings for him. He guessed that's the way of the land these days. To assume things and never gather facts... When she said he was shy and charming, he couldn't help but give a small laugh, looking down at the floor... Then she asked her own question. He never thought about that... Why didn't he tell her who he was? Maybe it was because he was sure everyone knew who he was now... "the living legend" with the iconic blonde hair and blue eyes, the tall, muscular body... and he often forgets that people see him like that.
"I thought you knew... It seems after the battle there are posters and toys everywhere with the Avengers on them... but there were some times I didn't feel like Captain America. I felt like Steve Rogers from Brooklyn. It was nice. So my alter ego didn't really want to speak up. It was nice having the little guy be the center of attention, and not the stars and the stripes." He said quietly, looking up at her when he was finished. Still a blonde hair, barefoot beauty... He was no longer mad at her... But one thing was for sure. He was going to use the stars and the stripes to have a talk to S.H.I.E.L.D. and demand why they would do this to not only him, but her... then it occurred to him. What if they made her move after they knew for certain she told him? How often would he see her after? Work controlled both of their lives... But it was nice to know he had her just across the hall when the work was finished.
"I don't have incredible aim.... It maaaay be considered amazing aim, but incredible is a bit too much." Peter said with a laugh. "And we can go someplace warm and sit next to a fire later to dry your bra." Peter said with a smile. The kiss was warm even though they were covered in snow. She had a way of making Peter feel warm and loved no matter where they were... even when they weren't dating.
"That sounds like a good idea." He said, leaning up a bit to take the backpack off his back. He carefully pulled out his camera, and his new lens thanks to the Rogers family. he leaned over the camera as he worked putting the lens on, not wanting the snow to melt on it and ruin the thrill of the crystal clear first shot. "Alright, here we go..." He said, flipping the camera around towards them. "How would you like to pose, Miss Rogers?"
Peter nodded at her response of what she was doing here. They were all out for money, weren't they? "I should have known. Not many people come here for vacation." He said quietly, to not offend the locals. "Believe me, I gave that little money making thing a few days ago, they pay well, but they need some practice." Quill said jokingly, picking up another fry. When asked why they called him "Stair"-Lord, he leaned back a bit. honestly it was a tough question to answer truthfully. he hadn't told a single person where the name "Star-Lord" came from.... And he didn't plan on it.
"Stair Lo--? No no no, Miss Ivy. Star-Lord. People call me Star-Lord... Where I come from, Star-Lord is a rank held only by the bravest, handsomest, strongest, and honorable warriors. Each gets a specific name... For instance, there is a great warrior where I come from named.. Luke Skywalker. he sets off from his home to defeat a whole empire single handedly." Peter said with a nod, turning his body to her so he could explain easier. Of course this was a lie, but Peter was a natural at convincing others... and it wasn't exactly all a lie.
"I understand you didn't know it was me. But would you have lead this 'random soldier' on? to lie to him when you teach him how to dance, or watch movies or...kiss?" He asked her, no longer yelling, but still a bit frustrated. But as he thought before... It wasn't her fault. he watched her go to the door, opening it for him, watching her cry over this... and honestly, it broke his heart. He never saw Peggy break down and cry, but he had a feeling she might have shed a tear when he crashed in to the arctic... She was much like her. A hard strict agent who wants to get the job done, but also has a sweet side, a playful one that only attracted Steve to her more... But it wasn't Peggy he thought about when he saw her. It was hopefully the person he thought he knew. Sharon.
"I don't want to go either." He said desperately. "I know you and Fury might think I need help in this new world, but I can take care of myself. Especially in a place where I grew up with literally every illness you can think of. "I don't need an agent watching over me every waking second. I don't need S.H.I.E.L.D. dictating my whole life..." He trailed off, and after a bit of looking at his doorway across the hall through Sharon's open door, he looked at her. "I need... someone who can make amazing apple pie. And can teach me how to dance. And to watch all these classic movies that I have yet to watch, and not judge me for it." Steve's expression softened a bit, showing a faint smile at her... God, even when she was in tears she looked beautiful... Truth be told, though, he liked her with a smile much much more.
Peter Quill gave a silent laugh as she ordered herself some food. Great. More money down the drain. He watched as the food was brought to her, looking back at her and the order of fries. They did smell pretty good... and he'd like to get the tentacle taste out of his mouth... She offered some of her fries to him, and gave a smile. "I better get some of that. I did pay for them after all." he said jokingly, scooting to the next bar chair next to the attractive blue haired woman. He took a fry from the basket, and looked over at her again. "Peter Quill. But most people call me Star-Lord." He said casually, as if it were supposed to bring awe to her face... But sadly in reality, most people knew him only as Peter Quill, and even then he wasn't much known to the citizens of the galaxy. Nova Corps had a whole file on him though... which made him feel a bit badass.
"What's a beautiful, non tentacle faced woman like you doing in a planet like this?" Peter asked, taking a quick glance at her. Her body was nice, but he was more interested in the way she was being a bit protective of that bag at her feet... He had a feeling he wasn't going to get a peek in that bag any time soon.... Unless he used a bit of his famous Quill charm... or if he kept buying her more and more drinks. Whichever one happened first.
Steve turned around to her, staring. "You heard all of these fantastic stories about me." He said, not saying it as in gloating about himself, more of a sarcastic tone. "Do you think I really have cared who you are, or where you come from?" He asked her with a shrug. "I don't know if the time we had last night was scripted, I don't know if Fury is telling you to tell me, or if anyone I have ever known is just playing me because I'm the man out of time." He didn't know why he was breaking down like this. He wasn't supposed to. He shouldn't be this mad at her.... he sighed, looking down for a second before looking back up. "I'm so sick and tired of people giving me fake authority, and then lying to me. I didn't ask for this. To be 70 years in the future where I lost everything I have known. My best friend, my apartment, my squad, Peg--" He cut himself off, pausing for only a second. "I'm here now. Whether I like it or not... And for the last couple of days, I was liking it."
"It was nice... whatever happened with us. But I can't help but think that this was just a mission to you."
Peter layed motionless as Lexi ran over to his "dead" body, and stated her own dramatic death. As she fell on top of him he couldn't help but laugh at her. He was glad he had someone who would follow his lead... even if it did embarrass them, but then again, they were super heroes! who cares if a couple people thought he was weird? "That 'BLAH' really made the scene." Peter said with a laugh, getting up on his elbows so he could see Lexi. "But I do think I won. I sacrificed myself in one last push. the Lexi army is no more." Peter said with a smile, looking away from her so he could keep his "serious" tone.
The snow fell silently on top of them, and Lexi couldn't look more beautiful if she tried... but then again, he usually thought that, and was always amazed at how great she looked. Peter looked back at her, and leaned forward to plant a kiss on her lips. I was nice having the night to himself. Spider-Man has to take a break sometime. Even Catwoman
Hello! I'm Jones! and if you stumbled upon my page, I must have struck your interest!
[center][img] https://media1.tenor.com/m/NpDMsR4GdTAAAAAd/salute-captain-america.gif [/img][/center]
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
[center][b]Just a few things about me if you couldn't tell already by just glancing at my profile haha:[/b][/center]
-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 [b]If anyone wants to collab just shoot me a PM![/b]
[center][b]Subjects I love to RP[/b][/center]
-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!
[hider=Sample of "An Adventurer's Life"]
Benjamin West woke up to a loud alarm, and the sun shining through the window and into his eyes. groaned a little as he hit the snooze button, and fell back down onto his pillow. It was an almost perfect plan, until he heard running down the hall and a small voice. "Daddy! Dad wake up!" Ben's daughter Jamie knocked on his door, and continued down the hall to wake her brother up too.
Ben got out of the bed, running a hand through his messy brown hair before drawing the curtains to view the beautiful Virginia forest. He walked across to the room to a nightstand with a picture of a beautiful woman holding a small boy, with the brightest smile in the world. "Buongiorno mio amore" He muttered, touching the picture lightly before walking into the bathroom, getting ready for the day.
Minutes later he came down the stairs dressed in a dark blue sweater, some worn jeans and sneakers. He didn't have a traditional job in the morning, but he did have the all-time job of being a dad. He made his way into the kitchen, a traditional style that Maria helped remodel. Jamie was sitting at the island, finishing some of her homework. Ben rubbed his hand on her head, and walked to the kitchen. "What will it be, Little One? Pancakes? Cereal, eggs?" He asked, turning on the stove.
"Just cereal..." Jamie replied, hard at work. "Just cereal, you got it... Hey, is Marco up? Marco!" Ben yelled, walking to the pantry to receive some cereal. "Daddy, you're still going to help today, right?" Jamie asked. "Yeah, yeah... wait, help with what?" He asked, handing his daughter a bowl and pouring milk in.
"The school fair is today, and you promised to help, remember?" He had been going through so much recently with the legal papers and Marco acting up in school, that he had forgotten all about the fair! "Yeah, I remember sweetheart... I'll be there. Marco! Hurry up, don't make me come up there!"
A couple seconds later Ben's oldest, Marco walked down, not saying a word, only grabbing a bagel from the kitchen counter. "You get your work done, Big Guy? I'm not going to get a note to sign tonight for bad behavior?" Ben asked, looking over at him as he helped Jamie put things in her backpack. Marco shook his head. "Can we go now? We're going to be late."
"Well maybe if someone came down on time we shouldn't be. Come on sweetheart. Everyone in the car! You all got your lunches, right?"
----
The car rides to school were not the most heartfelt and happiest. It was debating on what to listen to on the radio, mixed with passive aggressive remarks from Marco, to Ben giving a speech on how he needs to help out and grow up. When they parked in front of the school, Marco immediately left without saying a word. "Yeah, Love you too!" Ben yelled after him, getting out of the car to help Jamie out. "Alright Little one, when does your fair start?"
"Five o'clock. But volunteers need to be there an hour early to set things up."
"Four o'clock. Got it. And... what did you sign me up to do, exactly?"
"I don't know, the school figures that out, I just put you on the list!"
"Alright, mio amore, I'll be there. Have a good day, I love you." He gave her a kiss on the forehead before letting her go off to her class. He stood next to his car, watching her meet up with her friends. She didn't seem as embarrassed of him as Marco was, it was probably because she was letting him cope with this all. She was a smart girl, too smart if you asked him.
He looked next to him to see a couple of parents (especially mothers) staring over at him. He was famous in a sense, he made a lot of interviews and did a lot of crazy things on his old show that many people would see him as a perfect human being... But he didn't feel that at all. He gave an awkward smile and wave to the crowd, getting into the car before any of them could dive into small talk. He didn't hate talking to people, it was just... difficult. Especially right now.
He would probably do what he did every day. He would call some buddies he had that were still talking about a new season for his show (and politely turn them down), clean the house, and then apparently help at this school fair. It was a change of pace from what he used to do, but this was still just as challenging.[/hider]
If you have any questions about my RP's, or future ones just shoot me a PM!
[b]Writers I adore[/b]
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/alexakeehl]alexakeehl[/url]
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/akayaofthemoon]Akayaofthemoon[/url]
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/blindwoofer]blindwoofer[/url]
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/nightwing95]Nightwing95[/url] ((We need to start a project sometime!))
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/kzombi3]KZOMB13[/url]
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/saz01]Saz01[/url]
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/sinfulskills]EasilyAmused[/url] ((My oldest and best friend on the site :D ))
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/wistfulwords]wistfulwords[/url]
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: [u][b]THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A HOBBY, NOT A CHORE![/b][/u] 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 :)
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Hello! I'm Jones! and if you stumbled upon my page, I must have struck your interest!<br><br><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://media1.tenor.com/m/NpDMsR4GdTAAAAAd/salute-captain-america.gif" /></div><br><br>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<br><br><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-b">Just a few things about me if you couldn't tell already by just glancing at my profile haha:</span></div><br><br>-I LOVE anything Captain America or Marvel related<br><br>-I have been RP'ing for over ten years now so I got some experience<br><br>- I do my best to try and have a wide range of RP genres<br><br>-I'm mostly do 1X1's and Casual/advanced RP's<br><br>-I'm a 20 something year old male high school teacher living in the Pacific North West of the US!<br><br>- I love meeting new RP'ers and seeing what we can create together!<br><br>- I'm a sucker for romance <3<br><br>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.<br><br>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 <span class="bb-b">If anyone wants to collab just shoot me a PM!</span><br><br><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-b">Subjects I love to RP</span></div><br><br>-Anything Marvel Related, Especially Cap!<br><br>-The Percy Jackson Series<br><br>-The Witcher<br><br>-Mass Effect<br><br>-Avatar the Last Airbender<br><br>-Anything Sci-Fi<br><br>-Harry Potter<br><br>- 1X1 Romances<br><br>- fantasy<br><br>-Modern day life<br><br>-Star Wars<br><br>-Fairy Tail<br><br>Those are pretty much my go to's, but I'm willing to hear out any idea and think about it!<br><br>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!<br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Sample of "An Adventurer's Life"">Sample of "An Adventurer's Life" [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none">Benjamin West woke up to a loud alarm, and the sun shining through the window and into his eyes. groaned a little as he hit the snooze button, and fell back down onto his pillow. It was an almost perfect plan, until he heard running down the hall and a small voice. "Daddy! Dad wake up!" Ben's daughter Jamie knocked on his door, and continued down the hall to wake her brother up too.<br><br>Ben got out of the bed, running a hand through his messy brown hair before drawing the curtains to view the beautiful Virginia forest. He walked across to the room to a nightstand with a picture of a beautiful woman holding a small boy, with the brightest smile in the world. "Buongiorno mio amore" He muttered, touching the picture lightly before walking into the bathroom, getting ready for the day. <br><br>Minutes later he came down the stairs dressed in a dark blue sweater, some worn jeans and sneakers. He didn't have a traditional job in the morning, but he did have the all-time job of being a dad. He made his way into the kitchen, a traditional style that Maria helped remodel. Jamie was sitting at the island, finishing some of her homework. Ben rubbed his hand on her head, and walked to the kitchen. "What will it be, Little One? Pancakes? Cereal, eggs?" He asked, turning on the stove. <br><br>"Just cereal..." Jamie replied, hard at work. "Just cereal, you got it... Hey, is Marco up? Marco!" Ben yelled, walking to the pantry to receive some cereal. "Daddy, you're still going to help today, right?" Jamie asked. "Yeah, yeah... wait, help with what?" He asked, handing his daughter a bowl and pouring milk in. <br><br>"The school fair is today, and you promised to help, remember?" He had been going through so much recently with the legal papers and Marco acting up in school, that he had forgotten all about the fair! "Yeah, I remember sweetheart... I'll be there. Marco! Hurry up, don't make me come up there!" <br><br>A couple seconds later Ben's oldest, Marco walked down, not saying a word, only grabbing a bagel from the kitchen counter. "You get your work done, Big Guy? I'm not going to get a note to sign tonight for bad behavior?" Ben asked, looking over at him as he helped Jamie put things in her backpack. Marco shook his head. "Can we go now? We're going to be late."<br><br>"Well maybe if someone came down on time we shouldn't be. Come on sweetheart. Everyone in the car! You all got your lunches, right?" <br><br>----<br><br>The car rides to school were not the most heartfelt and happiest. It was debating on what to listen to on the radio, mixed with passive aggressive remarks from Marco, to Ben giving a speech on how he needs to help out and grow up. When they parked in front of the school, Marco immediately left without saying a word. "Yeah, Love you too!" Ben yelled after him, getting out of the car to help Jamie out. "Alright Little one, when does your fair start?"<br><br>"Five o'clock. But volunteers need to be there an hour early to set things up."<br><br>"Four o'clock. Got it. And... what did you sign me up to do, exactly?"<br><br>"I don't know, the school figures that out, I just put you on the list!"<br><br>"Alright, mio amore, I'll be there. Have a good day, I love you." He gave her a kiss on the forehead before letting her go off to her class. He stood next to his car, watching her meet up with her friends. She didn't seem as embarrassed of him as Marco was, it was probably because she was letting him cope with this all. She was a smart girl, too smart if you asked him.<br><br>He looked next to him to see a couple of parents (especially mothers) staring over at him. He was famous in a sense, he made a lot of interviews and did a lot of crazy things on his old show that many people would see him as a perfect human being... But he didn't feel that at all. He gave an awkward smile and wave to the crowd, getting into the car before any of them could dive into small talk. He didn't hate talking to people, it was just... difficult. Especially right now. <br><br>He would probably do what he did every day. He would call some buddies he had that were still talking about a new season for his show (and politely turn them down), clean the house, and then apparently help at this school fair. It was a change of pace from what he used to do, but this was still just as challenging.</div></div><br><br>If you have any questions about my RP's, or future ones just shoot me a PM!<br><br><span class="bb-b">Writers I adore</span><br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/alexakeehl">alexakeehl</a><br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/akayaofthemoon">Akayaofthemoon</a> <br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/blindwoofer">blindwoofer</a><br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/nightwing95">Nightwing95</a> ((We need to start a project sometime!))<br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/kzombi3">KZOMB13</a><br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/saz01">Saz01</a><br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/sinfulskills">EasilyAmused</a> ((My oldest and best friend on the site :D ))<br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/wistfulwords">wistfulwords</a><br><br>All of these people are amazing writers and friends and if you happen to RP with them consider yourself lucky! XD<br><br>and for a final note: <span class="bb-u"><span class="bb-b">THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A HOBBY, NOT A CHORE!</span></span> 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 :)</div>