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I am experienced roleplayer returning to online roleplay after 10+ year break. I have missed roleplaying and the creative outlet it is for me. I am interested in casual roleplay. I consider myself a decent writer and I will put effort into my writing. I am not into writing a novel for one post though. Descriptive, character building, engaging, yes. I will always write at least 2 paragraphs unless it is a quick fire session revolving around dialogue over private messages. I am a fairly laid back person and don't want to be a grammar nazi. I believe in quality over quantity. Roleplaying is a hobby and a escape from real life pressures.

Genres I am interested in:
Fantasy
Middle Ages
Science Fiction
Vampires
Shapeshifters
Crime Drama

Fandoms I am interested in:
Pokemon
Harry Potter
Anita Blake
Dragonriders of Pern
Star Wars

I don't mind roleplaying romance but I am not looking for smut. It has to make sense for the roleplay. I am okay with a fade to black moment instead of roleplaying it out. For me its about the story and the character. I am open to roleplaying it out.

I am in the Pacific Standard Timezone. I work full time and will be seen in the evenings and weekends online.

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Samantha sighed as she began packing her bags. She had come home from her mission. She spent some time with Kameko. When she had downtime between missions, she had time to think. When she slowed down, she couldn’t help chewing over how he died. She continued to search for clues and evidence for everyone responsible. She was collecting the data. She felt confident that when she was ready that she could take the information to Queen. She had struggled at first to get used to working with a team. Her missions with the CIA had always been solo without much support. She had learned to trust the team and lean on them during training. She knew there was more than one team and had met many of them in passing.

She was still working to process the death of her father. To be healthy enough to pass the entrance test, she had begun seeing a therapist. She hated to admit that she was long overdue for therapy. She couldn’t argue that she was doing better. She found it soothing to spend time with Kameko. She felt like the last link to her past and the last person who really truly knows her. She worried a little about Kameko. She was doing fine physically. She had taken over the dojo on her own and was teaching more now. She seemed so lonely. They seemed to fill that need for each other. She worried how she was coping when she was away.

She sighed as she zipped her suitcase. Thank goodness she got to leave her gear at the base. She giggled thinking about what it would be like to get some of it through security. She grinned at least traveling commercial was easier for her. LAX while a clusterfuck and always busy had flights to almost everywhere. It was a good airport to fly out of as long as you took the hour long drive in traffic into consideration. She had already packed her personal laptop gear. Kameko had already left for the dojo. They had said goodbye over breakfast. Her uber should be here any minute. She hated leaving her babies in Kameko’s garage but they would be safe here while she went off to save the world. Her babies being her custom racing motorcycle and her Shelby Cobra. She had restored the Cobra with her father. She was very attached to both of her vehicles. They meant even more to her now. She grabbed her bags and headed for the airport. She had to do the undercover shuffle before finally arriving at her destination. She made sure she had her real passport and id secured in the special hidden pocket inside her computer bag before pulling out the alias she was traveling under.

She hated flying commercial. It was so much more convenient to fly herself to her destination. If only she could afford her own airplane. She made decent money but not that good. Plus flight plans and all that. It would be even harder to conceal that flying under an alias. Once she was on the plane she happily leaned her chair back to avoid talking to the passengers around her. She pretended to sleep. It was amazing what people would say around you when they thought you were asleep. She amused herself with the commonplace drama for the rest of the flight. After the plane landed, she stood to gather her luggage. She had to catch a connecting flight. She turned to the woman sitting next to the window. She smiled and told her “You should dump him honey. He doesn’t deserve you. Why would you want to fight for a man who didn’t respect you in the first place. The problem isn’t the ho he hooked up with. The problem is with him. If you had a clear understanding that you were both in a committed monogamous relationship, dump him. He ain’t worth the trouble.” She saw her face go red with embarrassment and she began to splutter as Sam grabbed her bag and moved down the aisle to catch her next flight.

It felt like a day later and Sam was tired as the plane finally touched down in Wellington. She produced her third alias ID for this trip as she deplaned. She was tired and grumpy. Normally she loved to fly but that is if she was sitting in the cockpit. She felt like she was being released from prison being forced to sit in economy in the rear of the plane. It felt good to be up and moving through the airport. She swung by baggage claim and picked up her bags. She made her way to the departure area. There was a driver waiting holding a sign with her name on it. She approached him and simply nodded. He just nodded in return and led the way out of the airport. She could tell by the way he moved that he was an operative. She didn’t recognize him though and assumed that he was just a cog in the logistics chain to get all the operators back on base for the next assignment. He helped her get her bags into the back of the SUV. She didn’t make a fuss or a scene about it. She could lift her own bags and didn’t need to be coddled but she didn’t want to draw attention to herself. She knew he was driving to meet the boat that will take her out to the island. She was right he departed after dropping her off at a secure dock. She made her way to the indicated sleuth and hailed the boat.

After a long but uneventful trip over to the island, Sam was tired but she smiled. She loved this part of getting to base. She secured her bags to the back of the 4-wheel ATV. She slipped her sunglasses over her eyes before letting out a loud whoop. She threw her leg over and mounted the ATV. She took off in a peal of spinning tires and dirt flying. She put the ATV through its paces as she followed the trail to the base. The ride into base restored her joyous disposition. The rumble of a high-performance engine and the wind from her passing blowing her hair back would never get old. She came roaring into base. She almost forgot to stop at the checkpoints to put her info into the system. She grinned as she pondered that it was a security issue she should probably mention to the boss. Maybe she would try to set off the alarm on purpose the next time she came back to base. She didn’t know her new boss well enough to know how she would take a prank like that yet. She pulled the ATV into the garage and climbed off. She unloaded her bags and headed into base. She looked down at her now well worn travel clothes. She needed a shower. Her combat boots and jeans were splattered with mud. Her vintage Motley Crue tshirt was wrinkled and had a small ketchup stain on it. Her hair looked a little wilted but still fabulous. It was one of the reasons she kept it styled so short. As she passed into the base proper she called out in a cheerful voice. “Hi Honey, I’m home! What's for dinner? I am starving!” She snickered as settled her bags at her feet and took a look around to see what was happening and who was here.
Quick question about the opening scene. Does the teaam already know one another? Are we meeting for the first time?

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Raven Squad RP



Witches and Warlocks of Tanner 2.0 RP



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Jazrina struggled not to be annoyed after receiving the call that she was expected to move back to Tanner suddenly. She had been planning to move home soon anyway. She had wanted to move home on her own terms. Now she was rushing to settle all her affairs before she left Seattle. She had to find someone to take her place or pay for next three months’ rent so she didn’t leave her roommates high and dry. She had to pack and arrange with her parents to move back in.

She wanted to keep her clients. Convincing them that she could take care of their needs remotely from Tanner, that was a whole different kettle of fish. She had spent the last two weeks meeting with them all, and setting up secure cloud-based drop boxes, a post office box, and secure document server for her business. She still needed to make a living while she was working with the council to help keep Tanner safe.

Jazrina believed in the work the council did. She was honored to put her skills to use to help keep Tanner safe. She just didn’t like the way the Council had treated her family. She recalled the snooty tone of the Coven Councilmember that had called her and demanded she come home. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath trying to calm herself down. Remaining angry was not a great way to start her drive home. She didn’t need to encourage any mishaps along the way.

Jazrina’s best friend Ellie put the last box in the back of her SUV and closed the hatch. Leaving Ellie behind was the hardest part of moving home. Ellie had taught her so much about herself and healed some very old wounds. She sniffled as she hugged Ellie and tried not to cry. She managed to choke out the words around her tears. “I am going to miss you so much. You better text me and call me, every day. You better come for a visit like you promised too!” She squeezed Ellie tight.

Ellie’s arms wrapped around her and enfolded her into a warm comforting hug. Ellie chuckled in response as she told Jazrina “As if you could get rid of me. I already text and call you all day when I think of something I need to tell you. The only difference is that I won’t be there to talk to you in person or give you a hug. I promise to come for a visit as soon as I can.”

Jazrina held on for a few more minutes before pulling back and wiping the tears from her face. “I got to go. I will text you to let you know I made it okay.”

Ellie nodded and wiped away her own stray tears. “You better. I will drive to Tanner and tear apart the city looking for you. Now get out of here or I know you. You will never leave.” Ellie squeezed her arm before stepping back and letting her go.

Jazrina climbed into her car and drove away trying not to look back. She pulled into a Starbucks on the way to the freeway for some coffee. She took a few minutes to meditate and get her calm back before beginning the long drive towards home. Jazrina thought about all the changes she had gone through since coming to Seattle for college.

She felt the council had always looked down on her parents because they were weaker and just warlocks, even though her family line had been living in Tanner for almost as long as theirs. Her family had never manifested the strongest powers and had never been in running for the leadership position. Jazrina was stronger than both of her parents and had inherited some of her powers from each of them. She did wonder if she had learned all she could do, or if she was around other more powerful witches she might discover more abilities she had yet to unlock.

Jazrina was hopeful things would be different when she went home. She was in a weird spot as one of the older in her generation of witches in Tanner. When she was in high school, many of the other coven members where in middle school or freshmen. They simply didn’t run in the same circles as she had. She had felt ignored by them for the most part. She was recognized but not well enough to be a friend. She figured most of them might remember her but not know much about her.

Jazrina pulled into Tanner about 11:30am. Traffic out of Seattle had been brutal. It had put her behind schedule after a bad multiple car pileup had backed up traffic up for miles. It had taken her 2 hours to drive 20 miles. Jazrina scowled as she pulled up in front of the Coven House. She knew she was late but it was not something she could help. She had planned to be in Tanner by 9 am which would have given her time to unload her car and change before coming to the meeting.

Instead, she was tired and cranky. She was wearing comfortable stretch jeans, a thick cream colored sweater, and sneakers. She had wanted to be comfortable on the drive. She was nervous too though. This would be the first time she had truly spent much time with others from the coven. She had been to the Coven House before, but only on formal occasions with her parents in the past. She grabbed her chocolate brown leather boho bag and hopped out of her SUV. She activated the alarm with a beep on her fob before heading to the door to front door. She hoped she hadn’t missed everything. She was 45 minutes late for this mandatory meeting.

She entered through the front door and shivered. That feeling of power, age, and energy always sent tingles down her spine. She felt as if she was a part of history in the making and that put a smile on her face. She pulled the door shut and walked deeper into the house. Jazrina was unsure where to go in the large manor. She decided to call out since she didn’t hear any voices. The place was huge! It might take a while to find everyone. “Hello? Where is everyone?”
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