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9 yrs ago
Current It gets colder these days, but I love my sweaters
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9 yrs ago
One weak drink and my head is pounding... I've become a lightweight.... *wails*
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9 yrs ago
I don't want to get out of bed......pleaseeee...i want to wallow a bit
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9 yrs ago
Omoooo~ what to do? Anime or kdrama?
9 yrs ago
Why do i stay up so late at nighy...it's always a struggle getting up in the morning. ..
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Bio

Hi all! It's Ana back from the void. I had some pretty intense months IRL, but the witch is back and ready to brew up a wonderful little story haha~ Here are my terms for OnexOne, dearlings~ Look it over and let's see if our tastes can create a lovely RP feast for you and me!


Length:

Medium causal to low advanced. I am a bit carnivorous and need a good bit of meat in the posts I get from my partners. Don't let me go hungry, huhuhu~
Like wise, I shall try to feed you with, at the very least posts of two and a half paragraphs in length or more. It's all about give and take, right~?
Mature Topics:

I can do smut and cursing, but let's try to keep it classy? I have a little brother on this site and I'd be mortified for him to find anything that isn't at least trying to be creative in word choice. Plus there are so many ways to keep things interesting and detailed without being crass or vulgar.

And while we are on the topic, I also feel that my mature RPs should be done with 18 and older roleplayers. Same goes with characters: 18 and older, preferably in the 20s, or nothing more than love fluff. You get Angel Food cake, you hear? Only 18 and up get to have Devil's Food.

And Romance doesn't have to be sappy. It can be that they hate each other in the beginning, but have attraction. Maybe they stay enemies. Maybe they unite but still don't trust one another. And maybe she is a hellion and he is cool calm and collected. Or maybe they both have bad tempers. There are so many possibilities! Romance doesn't always mean sappy fluff, but can include dark and more twisted passion. Huhuhu~ That's why there is a 'mature 18+ rating' on the door. ;P
Historical Topics:

Many, if not all, of my RPs involve some sort of historical quality. While I am no history buff, I like things to be believable. Call me nit picky and strict, but I don't like my Vikings calling my Heroine "babe" or "chick". It's odd and jars me right out of the RP.
Have Courage, Dearlings:

I won't bite you. :P I know I may seem strict on what I want, but this is just so we can both get what we want out of RP. If it isn't working, let's not be afraid to say so. Nothing is more painful than trying to feign interest in something you just are not interested in. Let's agree to talk to each other. Compromise and communication can solve many things. I am always open to suggestions once we agree on something to start with. OOC chat threads were made just for these kinds of things. So let's be friendly, yea? :3
One Final Thing:

I am looking to play the female character. I am looking for MY female character to be paired with a male character. I only clarify this because there have been misunderstandings in the past and it got reeeeeal awkward.

And so there is no confusion, I feel I must state it plainly somewhere in my current request: I would like to be the main female character. Thank you very much~ ;3

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Me too~ It will be lots of fun no doubt~
Yay~ yay~ you're back~
I'll have a post up soon, I promise!
I don't know. I think I might just hit anyone who tried to fondle me. I'm not like how I was back in high school! I will not allow freebies anymore!!! I am no longer naive!
URSA~ *glomps* Hi hi~ Don't worry so much! Just do the best you can, just like Partisan said! These guys are just really good at historical things. But this plot is in another dimension, so it's fine if it isn't accurate or even canon. This is just loosely based on the Tudors.
Don't worry, Timashe. You're post was wonderful. :) *pats on back*
Tomo head the door open, even from the distance she sat away from it. It was just that nice and quiet out. Well, beside all the sounds of nature. Slowly feet and the sound of cane came closer to her. She kept eating, wondering if she might be sitting near a path to some place people enjoyed going to during lunch. But she could feel the person get closer, even blocking out the sunlight at one point. The warmth of another human standing just by her made her tilt her head slightly in curiosity. Ah, perhaps she was being bothersome sitting where she was? But then she heard the gentle shuffle of clothing and a very male sigh. It was deep and trailed off as if he were relieved by something. Her unseeing lavender eyes stared forwards, but in his general direction. Politely she stopped eating, hands folded in her lap, head tilted as if listening intently.

“You know I was going to ask you why somebody would sit outside alone. But know that I’m out here, I realized it isn't really being alone. You have the company of the birds, the trees, the insects, the sky, the wind. It’s actually nice isn’t it?"

Tomo smiled her in her gentle way. He did not name himself, but he did seem to wish to talk. Although not used to such casual talking, she thought it nice that someone might be so kind as show some small interest in her. It wasn't as though she meant to be alone. It was just habit, really. That and she enjoyed more serene settings, especially compared to the crude din of the cafeteria. How anyone was able to even think in there was amazing to her.

"I enjoy it as well," her voice was soft and kind, not demanding anything from the voice that addressed her. Instead she was as Tomo always was with people on first meeting them. Patient, gentle and kind. Even for her delicate form, she held a kind of confidence and maturity. "It is relaxing, especially when it is so nice and sunny out." The wind brushed by, catching a few strands of her long dark hair. Once the cool breeze had past, she tucked the stray locks over her ear. "I apologize, but I am quiet the person who worries," she smiled in an apologetic way, "I am not sitting in a burdensome spot, am I? Perhaps this is your seat? Shall I move?"
Tomo sat throughout class with a reasonably alert expression. 'Reasonably' in and of that she of course was blind and sometimes teachers could get a bit disheartened when it looks like the entire class if open-eyed sleeping. The sunlight on her face and back, she was more content at pretending to listen, that actually listening. It was only the first day after all. Mariko Matsushita did seem a bit more cynical than most of the people she interacted with, but at least she wasn't a bully. Aggressive and pessimistic she could handle. Bullies require extra and extensive care. All in all, they were a troublesome lot that she disliked dealing with.

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The bell rung for their lunch break and Tomo let out a pleased sigh. Taking out her white cane, a tell all sign of blindness, yet beholden to a simplistic and almost silly nickname, Tomo made sure she was the last to leave. Ten to fifteen people with white canes all clacking together was not something she wished to get caught in the middle off. Holding her lunch box, wrapped in a pretty decorative cloth, she made her way through the halls toward the cafeteria. It was rather easy to find it, since she could just follow voices of other students who talked about it, seeming to know where they were going. The cafeteria was loud. Uncomfortably loud. It made her ears ring. So instead of staying she bought a can of peach juice and made her way out to the grounds.

Stepping outside was a sigh of relief from the whirlwind of noise she had just exited from. Sunlight… Tomo turned her face up towards the sun and smiled, instantly rejuvenated. Ah, but she couldn't just stand there in front of the door! Moving with a fluid grace, she made her way, cautiously, off the concrete and into the grass. Sitting under the shade of a tree that wasn't too far away, she set aside her white cane and smiled, quiet content with what she had found. Just the right amount of shade and sunlight, with a cool breeze and the smell of countryside mountain air. Perfect for enjoying a nice peaceful lunch.

Untying her lunchbox's cover, she could feel the smooth finished wood of her traditional lunch box. Kitome, her now-former nursemaid and governess, had spent years teaching how to make her own lunch. It had been a messy and very long lesson, but after a while Tomo had learned well. Cooking was just something you had to grow used to. It was difficult, but the challenge, and winning the challenge, was an amazing feeling. Three tiered lunchbox and a can of peach juice. The bottom tier was her rice, steamed and flavored with a slight hint of lemon juice to give it a refreshing zing. Second tier was fish and vegetables, all wrapped in rice paper so it wouldn't get too messy when eating. And the top tier was dessert. An assortment of fresh fruit, lightly sugared, with a few wrapped candies. Not only was she proud of her lunch, but it was wonderful delicious. So she took her time eating it, her chopsticks the matching set kind to go with her traditional and lovely decorated lunchbox.

Oh sure she couldn't see them. But they were engraved so she could feel them. The beauty of well carved antique wood with a lovely dark finish. She could only imagine the kind of colors that were apart of it's design. And as for the organization of her own lunch, she had years of practice. Everything was perfectly placed and well organized. A beautiful if not delicious looking lunch, though Tomo wasn't quiet sure what an non-delishous looking lunch would be. The doll of a girl tilted her head to the side as she took a bite of her meal and grinned at the wonderful bursts of flavor. She moved slowly, her lunch on her lap, both legs primly set under her, her back straight as dark wavy hair fell down her back. Tastes of foods were something she relished in. If seeing people really loved colors, then she was the unseeing girl who loved tastes. Although… sunlight was one of her favorite sensations, next to the smell of rain.

Although it was a bit lonely, outside eating under her small tree, she told herself she had plenty of time to make friends. Placing a cherry in her mouth, she was surprised by the burst of juice it let loose when she bit down. Calmly, she set her chopsticks down and reached out for her handkerchief. Her small slender pale hand only had to pat around a few time in order to locate it. The sweet juice had slipped over her pink mouth and down her chin. How unseemly! She blushed softly at her own embarrassment and quickly patted herself clean before it dripped onto her uniform. She hated to get a stain on. Because once she got a stain, she wouldn't be able to find it again in order to clean it. And she disliked that thought entirely. Very well. She would just have to eat her cherries with her handkerchief ready and with careful bites. Perhaps biting them in half first would...
Well, I thank the Gods, cuz I sure am no good at it XD
And THAT^ TimasheTiger cut it out, you're killing me! No seriously! I need breath to liiiiive! *dies of laughter*

TimasheTiger said
"Is today even f*cking real?!"

Can I just do a mini rant on why this one line, this one tiny, beautiful line? No? No rant? Fine, I'll just make it simple: BEST. REACTION. EVER. I WANT THIS IN A MEME! GOLDEN~!

EDIT: On another note a Goddess of Magick has appeared in the RP and IM LOVING IT~ Geez guys~ What is it? Golden Writing day or something? Here, allow me to ggeek out in the corner for a little bit and I'll be back to my usual
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