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4 yrs ago
Death Note.
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4 yrs ago
After a painfully long hiatus...I'm finally back, and hoping to write + meet people again.
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6 yrs ago
Time to go on semi-hiatus. I'll reply once in a while when I can find the motivation, but until then, I need a break.
7 yrs ago
When you finally stand up for yourself but you stutter. Feels bad man.
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8 yrs ago
writing helps with my depression but when I'm depressed I don't have the motivation to write.
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Thank you Siaya Dragalorn for creating the banner/header!


Hey, welcome to my profile. I've been writing since I was a kid, and it's something I'm very passionate about. I'm not sure what else to put here, but don't hesitate to reach out if you think we'd hit it off. BTW, I'm an adult, so I would prefer to write with people closer to my age.


Seeking: Not...sure...
Limits: Romance-wise, nothing explicit. But I'm pretty lenient for everything else (within reason).
Reply status as of 1/13/24: Getting back to a decent pace.

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"Ah, I see." Oin crouched down to get a better look at the wound, then nodded. "We'll patch this right up...I believe I have--" before he could go through his bag of supplies, Kili had already tore a strip of fabric from his own tunic. "You can use this, Oin." As always, he wanted to help.
"Indeed it would, if it were dry." Oin retrieved some proper bandaging, then wrapped the gash with care. Once done, he studied his work. "Try to get some rest. If it continues to bother you, let me know."
Yes! That is where I got my start. I was 12 when I first began to role play and I fell in love with it -- I've been addicted ever since. Thanks to Neopets and role playing, I learned to write and spell better than I may have normally.

Neopets was a great place for beginners. From what I remember, the people there were usually pretty laid-back and nice. Popular genres I remember were Teen Titans, Warriors, Gifted, Stranded on An Island, X-Men Evolution, High School, and Orphanage role plays. I seriously miss those days!
Kili was surprised that Thorin had helped. While he did not believe his uncle to be heartless by any means, Kili knew how Thorin felt towards elves. This was progress, and it was his hope that the two could become friends.
As they helped Saeril inside, Kili sat next to her, his expression troubled. "Is there a gash?" If there was, he wanted to at least tie a makeshift bandage around it. "Oin! Can you come help us?"
Bilbo looked on in concern. Their journey had taken a dangerous turn, and he started to miss Rivendell even more than he had.
For once, Oin heard. The older dwarf's hearing was not the best, but the cave helped amplify sound. "What seems to be the problem?"

Gloin dropped down a pile of kindling he'd gathered. “Right then! Let’s get a fire started.”
Thorin shook his head, then tossed aside his sword. “No. No fires, not in this place. Get some sleep. We start at first light.”
Balin looked to his king, troubled by this news. “We were to wait in the mountains until Gandalf joined us. That was the plan.”
Thorin sat himself down, jaw set. “Plans change. Bofur, take the first watch."
"Of course." Kili felt horrible. If Saeril hadn't had to protect him, she would not have gotten hurt. Heart heavy with guilt, Kili moved himself so that she could lean on him if need be. "Should I get Oin?" Oin knew more about injuries than he would have.

Thorin had found a cavern, and one by one the company entered in order to reach shelter from the storm. All except two.
Turning back, Thorin found his nephew and Saeril. Up until now, Thorin had been cold towards the she-elf, but he'd seen what she'd done by protecting his youngest nephew. Saeril had ensured his safety. Without a word, he moved to help his nephew support her towards the cave. It would not do either of them well to stay out in a downpour like this.
Kili tried to grab hold, but he could not. The distance was too great, and he could only watch with a sinking heart as his brother was separated from him. "FILI!" The youngest's voice was carried away by the wind of the storm, and he attempted to hold on with the others.
Saeril had held onto his coat to prevent him from falling, and Kili held onto her as she shielded him from the oncoming danger.
When they finally reached a more level ground, Kili let go, his heart pounding fast. That had been too close for comfort -- where were Fili and Thorin?
Panicked, Kili looked to Saeril for her input, but to his dismay she had fallen to one knee. "Delva?!" Moving quickly, he tried to see if there was any damage done to her. At the same moment, Thorin and the others arrived, and the king breathed a sigh of relief to find his nephew was still among them.

Before Thorin could see what had happened to Saeril, another shout was heard.
"Where's Bilbo?!" Bofur cried out as he realized that the shortest member of their party was nowhere to be found.
"There!" Ori pointed downwards, and sure enough, Bilbo was hanging onto the ledge for dear life. Thorin swung down to help him, and then Dwalin helped both up using a considerable amount of strength. "I'd thought we lost our burglar!"

Thorin glared back to them. "He’s been lost ever since he left home!" The words were harsh, but he believed them true. "He should never have come. He has no place amongst us. Dwalin!” With that, brushed past them and went to check for a cave opening.
Balin did what he could to shield his eyes from the rain. “This is no thunderstorm; it’s a thunder battle! Look!”
One of the stone giants reared back; it tore a massive boulder off from the top of the mountain and was ready to throw.
Bofur watched in awe as Saeril shielded them from the majority of the damage. Had she not swooped in as she had, they may have suffered a few casualties. “Well bless me, the legends are true. Giants! Stone giants!”
Even Thorin had to be thankful for his nephew's godmother during this time. “Take cover: you’ll fall!”
"What's happening??" Kili tried to hold on to what he could, but he slipped. Quickly, he regained his balance. The rain was relentless, and through it he saw some of the rocks hit Saeril. “No!

It only got worse from there. The first giant threw a boulder into the air; a second giant appeared from behind the company, and was hit in the head. A few of the dwarves yelled at each other to brace and hold on, but the rocks beneath their feet started to give way from all the vibrations and from the impact of the falling rocks. The ground then split; part of the group was separated to one half, the rest on the other.
Heeding Saeril's advice, Kili stayed near the back of the line with Fili as he often did. Leaving Rivendell so soon was disheartening, but he knew better than to voice his thoughts. Thorin was in charge, after all.
Still somewhat groggy, Kili rubbed at his right eye to clear it, then took notice of Bilbo looking towards Rivendell as well. Poor Bilbo. Rivendell had the comforts of home he was accustomed to, and now they were back on the road for a grueling trek.

"Master Baggins, I suggest you keep up." Thorin reminded him, then looked towards the sky with a frown. A storm would soon be upon them. "This way." They hiked for a length of time, across the valley and through the woods until they reached the mountains. The path became narrower and lead upwards, and the rain had already begun to fall. A few dwarves mumbled their concern about such a route, and Bilbo stayed as far away from the ledge as he could.

Even Kili felt a bit unsettled by this. The rain was heavy and made it difficult to see. Following by Fili's example, he put up his hood in an attempt to keep the rain out of his eyes, but it was nearly impossible to achieve this.

As Bilbo walked, the rock beneath his feet suddenly gave way, and he was seconds from falling. Dwalin caught him by the arm and hoisted him back to safety. "We must find shelter!" Thorin shouted back to them, right as a massive boulder hurtled through the air, hitting the mountaintop ahead of them.
Kili never even stirred. Considering the fact that they'd set up camp on the ground every night before this, this was the most comfortable he'd been. Rivendell was peaceful, beautiful, and above all else: safe. For a time, he got to rest, but that was short lived. A few hours later, Thorin entered loft, and it was apparent that he'd been searching for them.

"We're leaving," Thorin announced what had been his plan all along. At night, they could leave without disturbance; he did not wish for Elrond or any of the others to talk him out of their journey.
"We will have to try that." The stars seemed so very far away, but if anyone could reach them, Kili believed that Saeril could. As she put an arm around him, he leaned into her instinctively, his heart light. Today was one he would not forget.
"Thank you for taking me," he hugged his godmother to show the love he had for her, as a child does with a parent. Having Saeril there helped fill the void he felt by leaving Dis, and he cherished their time together.
The waterfall was peaceful in sound, and Kili was content, warm, and happy. Eventually, his eyelids grew heavy, and he was close to sleep.
"A full view?" Kili couldn't imagine going higher than they already had. "Can we touch the stars?" Again, he prattled on, and he wished that they might fly again just to see if this would be possible. Though he was not tired, he sat himself next to her, but he was far from calm. There had been too much excitement.
"I can't wait to tell Mum about this," Kili allowed one of the fireflies to land on his hand, and he observed the insect before it went to join the others. "Do you think that you and I will have a chance to fight in battle together?"
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