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6 yrs ago
Current What lies in the hearts of the drae if not madness? - Ma'doc
6 yrs ago
Replies will be coming out in a few days. Been down sick.
6 yrs ago
"Fly you fools!"
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7 yrs ago
To everyone waiting on replies. They most likely will be out tomorrow or Saterday. I need to get a part for my computer!
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8 yrs ago
Sorry if replies are a bit slow. Dealing with a headache.
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Hello! I'm LadyRunic! But you knew that...

I love most types of Role Play, but by far my favorites are those that are well thought out and worked with. Especially when you can find a group you can work well with. I love books- So many books. It's a running bet that I will become buried under a pile of said objects one day... I'm a tad busy, and when an Rp really catches my interest I'm inpatient for posts. It's like reading a good book and getting stuck on a cliff hanger.

You can generally expect posts regularly once a week if not more.

I've RP'd for the better part of fourteen years, so I can honestly say I have some experience and I've developed the understanding of what I expect of a partner in a one-on-one or a group. I'm also the sort who will speak up and point out something if it looks off or forms a problem to me. I spent most of a year once stuck in a Voice Chat Rp that was hell on Earth, so I'm straight forward when I need to say something. I expect this in return from my Rpers and DMs. I want to improve my writing and love constructive criticism.

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Ayita Dyrkin




Location Hanson Power Plant
{"Who let the wolf out? I did."}





She missed. Ayita snarled with a wolf's muzzle. She did not like to miss, to fail in her hunt. For a hunt this was! Both wolf and woman shifted warily from side to side. Growling deeply in her chest, she felt the fur on her back rise in anger. But she was not without caution. Far too often wounds were found when anger clouded judgement and- "A wound leads to sickness, and sickness to death." The motto was thoroughly ingrained into her. So she moved, careful to keep the Witch's attention on her and not Starkette. Who had given her a thumbs up and ran to mess with some absurd contraption Ayita didn't want to try to name.

Hearing a voice boom out "Guin", she flicked her ears forward, still not taking her eyes off the Witch. While she was curious as to who that was, she wasn't about to be such a fool to let it interfere with her hunt. For now, she was being careful to the utmost. She did not lunge as she had before. Keeping her feet on the floor and ready to spring as she darted in close to feint at the Scarlett Witch- giving her more reason to be concerned about the wolf and not the woman. Ideally, she would pull away to continue the dance and feints. Adjusting her position as to not be herded into a corner or some precarious position.
Post will be up tonight
Going to bump this.
In Outmoded 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Wet black hair stuck to her as she looked in confusion at the man for a second. Worried for that split second he too might be some threat. Alice gave a pathetic sniff as she hugged her own shoulders. "Ah..." She paused considering how to answer him. Should she tell him some demented man who said he was a vampire and missing his reflection was after her? Or should she just say she had bolted from her shop when a robber had broken in? The latter was more believable, the former? More likely to get her drug tested.

Chewing on her lip she shook her head slightly. Though she did shiver from the rain. "I'm fine. Just... Got lost?" Her green eyes winced at the question in her own voice. But she held the lie firm. She wasn't sure she could trust this man after all, what if he was another freaky creature out of some myth or fable? Or worse! Was a friend of Sasha's? "I was heading home to pick up something and well... I forgot my coat." She gestured weakly to herself. Giving the man a small smile she continued down the alley. "I'm sorry to have startled you?"

Alice congratulated herself as she moved off. Best not to ask for help or give it to random men late at night. This was her newest lesson in life and she learned it rather quickly. Though she paused and looked back to the delivery man. "Uhm... Which way is the police station? I should be able to get a ride home from there? Or at least they can point me in the right direction?" She gave him a small apologetic smile that quaked slightly.
In Outmoded 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
And there it went again. Her thoughts of sanity went out the door along with the strange, supposedly vampire, man. Why couldn't he have been a normal customer? It didn't seem as though she got many of those any more. Though the Lolita community paid well for her outfits as did those into the Victorian and Steam-punkish garb she- herself- wore. Laying her head against the window, she stared at the falling drops dispassionately. Her slim fingers and hands working at the bindings about them.

Alice was generally quite and kind, as it should be! Yet this man had set her on uncertain footing over and over, the poor tailor was absolutely over the edge of her limit. Her wealth didn't matter, yet her family did. She oddly believed him when he said it was for his father, and Alice's heart went out to Sasha for it. Family was important to everyone. Even when her own had been in supposed trouble she had jumped to their aid. Albeit only to find a ruse and them trying to push her together with a pompous, arrogant son of Mother's so-and-so. Giving up the tailoring business was not happening, yet it seemed it just might with all that was going on...

She bit her lip, as her hands slid free. No knot would hold her! Especially one made with her own fabric, she thought with some glee. Though it was short lived. Leaning down she finished off the binding about her legs and checked through out the car. Doubtful he had a weapon, his words still rang in her ears as she thought through several options. Setting his phone to the side, her pale hand checked the locks and disengaged them. Opening the door, she closed it softly behind her and slid through the rain towards the alleyways. It was cold, and that dratted man had left her coat behind. His as well, her eyes blazed with annoyance at the thought of those poor clothes. Her biggest vice was a love of fashion and that man-! That vampire, or whatever he be, had just run rough shod over it!

She sighed as she wandered into the alley, and then down another. Her hair was getting drenched as well, blasted man. Hopefully she could find a constable and use the excuse of a robbery that had frightened her to get herself back to the Timeless. It'd be slightly problematic, but she could call a few friends and stay with them. Perhaps if he thought her too well on guard he'd go bother someone else? Her lips turned sour in look, before she shook her head and scolded herself for wishing ill of her sibling.
Lol, was about to bump this myself!

Basically what panther said. It's a good Rp, I'm just making things complicated in the CS so I, as the DM, have more to work with.


Ayita Dyrkin




Location Hanson Power Plant
{"Who let the wolf out? I did."}





Ayita had watched Quicksilver go, her ears perked with glee that one was down. It was good news! Well, until a cool "Looks like we have more than one," issued from before her little hiding place. Her mousy heart wept with terror as a cold snarl worked its way onto her little mouse face. Her sharp little teeth bared in a growl at the woman. That was absolutely not ferocious in the slightest. Claws scrambling to hold onto something, anything in reach. Yet allowing herself to be pulled into the open, bit by bit. Ayita was mentally disgusted with this form. Ready to discard it for one far more fitting of her current mood and predicament. However, caution advised her to remain small and insignificant for now. Not wanting to engage so quickly. Biding her time was a ageless and effective tactic she found.

As soon as Starkette had fallen into the power plant form the window and the Scarlett wench had looked away towards the source of the noise. Ayita shifted her focus. Literally. Her mousey ears became fuller, pointed. Her snarl became something that put fear into the heart of man for centuries. Claws became black and clacked on the ground as she switched from scrambling backwards to lunging forward in a sure thrust. Or attempted to. Her wolven form far more fitted to the attack than the defensive secrets a mouse would keep. Her fur was a dark brown mixed with russet and her growl was purely feral. There would be no mercy, Ayita growled along with the wolf. There would be no holding back from the kill if there was a option. Mercy was something that got people killed. She lunged against the powers that held her her jaws opening to attempt to close upon the witch's arm. Ayita's intent was to pull her off balance, possibly down. Her legs were strong with running and her muscles hard with flight and fight. When down, her mental eyes closed in final agreement with her instincts. The throat. the stomach, the hamstring. Weak points that would keep the woman down. Possibly kill-! Ayita stamped on the instinct. Hunt, She growled at herself. Hunt and hold. Do not kill! Do not devour! Hold! Maim if it was necessary, but hold!
@BlackPanther Its always easier on the computer than a phone. And nice character!

@BlueSky44 How far from Scarlett pulling Ayota out, timewise, is it from when she's looking at Starkette? And is she looking fully away or just partially?
@BlackPanther I agree!
@BlueSky44 -squeak- uhoh
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