LovelyAnastasia
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STATUS: It gets colder these days, but I love my sweaters 9 yrs ago
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It gets colder these days, but I love my sweaters
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One weak drink and my head is pounding... I've become a lightweight.... *wails*
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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?
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Why do i stay up so late at nighy...it's always a struggle getting up in the morning. ..
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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. I just do not have the patience for this RP anymore. Sorry guys but if you want to continue go ahead.
Tomohina turned towards him when he spoke, tilting her head with a gentle smile. "I'm sure you will do well then," she beamed warmly, "You remind me of a third year named Kyle Parker. I believe he is American. I think you two would get along well." She turned a bit pink at those words and bowed toward the upperclassman, although she wasn't quiet sure if she bowed directly enough. It was hard to keep a firm point on where people stood when you couldn't see them.
"I bet you will do wonderfully," her honey sweet voice said with such cheerfulness, "I hope to talk with you again." Walking into the girl's dressing room, she made sure to at least give him a little time for response before entering. Her hair stilled tied up, still damp but almost dry, she rinsed herself off without getting too wet all over again. Changing into her clothes, a pale pink sun dress with a sunny yellow belt and dainty white shoes, she folded her wet clothes and put them into her bag. Leaving the dressing room, she took out her white cane.
"I will be cheering for you, Tanaka-sempai," she said with a smile.
"I bet you will do wonderfully," her honey sweet voice said with such cheerfulness, "I hope to talk with you again." Walking into the girl's dressing room, she made sure to at least give him a little time for response before entering. Her hair stilled tied up, still damp but almost dry, she rinsed herself off without getting too wet all over again. Changing into her clothes, a pale pink sun dress with a sunny yellow belt and dainty white shoes, she folded her wet clothes and put them into her bag. Leaving the dressing room, she took out her white cane.
"I will be cheering for you, Tanaka-sempai," she said with a smile.
And Tomo just chuckles to herself as she takes the stage. They may be awesome, but...people can still change their minds...hehehe~
Tomo on the day of the talent show:
"'Thank you again so much for helping me!' she smiled delightfully, 'I'm sure we'll win with you guys on my side!' The boys and girls just couldn't help but blush a bit at those words."
"'Thank you again so much for helping me!' she smiled delightfully, 'I'm sure we'll win with you guys on my side!' The boys and girls just couldn't help but blush a bit at those words."
Tomo will probably end up smiling and asking a weak willed person to play the piano for her.
"And with just a smile, they couldn't help but do as she wanted..."
"And with just a smile, they couldn't help but do as she wanted..."
Tomo listened well to his explanation of how his body had formed. Her hair was drying, its dark length becoming straight and silky with a slight wave towards the end. Playing with her hair, she nodded as he talked. Movement was really only one of the silent ways to encourage a person that you were listening when you couldn't focus your eyes on them. Still leaned forwards, she clasped her hands together and tilted her head.
"Origami," she smiled, "It sounds like you are quiet skillful then. While I can't fold paper in such a precise way, I can do music." Her lips formed a warm grin of amusement. "I was home schooled too," her voice was gentle and cool, her smile weakening a bit, "Seems we have a lot in common. Though I'm sure your parents didn't stress how important it was to be delicate and pleasant, or how to be poised why dressed in thick kimonos." She laughed softly at the thought of a tall masculine boy wrapped in layers of embroidered cottons and silk, bowing with his hands poised like a girl. But he probably had different lessons from her. Her family certainly was oddly traditional.
"Limitations are only a new set of challenge," she agreed, "And I sure do like beating challenges." Leaning back, sitting up straight and twirling a strand of hair around her finger, Tomo wondered why he started to hesitate. Other skills? What did he mean? Were they funny things? Covering up her confusion, she stood and managed to find the place she had set her towel. Drying off the rest of her, she wrapped the towel under her arms to hide her only just barely clothed body. She had almost forgotten her embarrassment too... "Well, I heard there was going to be a talent show sometime soon," she finally said with an innocent and cheerful smile, "Perhaps you can 'enlighten' us all with your talent then, whatever it may be."
"Origami," she smiled, "It sounds like you are quiet skillful then. While I can't fold paper in such a precise way, I can do music." Her lips formed a warm grin of amusement. "I was home schooled too," her voice was gentle and cool, her smile weakening a bit, "Seems we have a lot in common. Though I'm sure your parents didn't stress how important it was to be delicate and pleasant, or how to be poised why dressed in thick kimonos." She laughed softly at the thought of a tall masculine boy wrapped in layers of embroidered cottons and silk, bowing with his hands poised like a girl. But he probably had different lessons from her. Her family certainly was oddly traditional.
"Limitations are only a new set of challenge," she agreed, "And I sure do like beating challenges." Leaning back, sitting up straight and twirling a strand of hair around her finger, Tomo wondered why he started to hesitate. Other skills? What did he mean? Were they funny things? Covering up her confusion, she stood and managed to find the place she had set her towel. Drying off the rest of her, she wrapped the towel under her arms to hide her only just barely clothed body. She had almost forgotten her embarrassment too... "Well, I heard there was going to be a talent show sometime soon," she finally said with an innocent and cheerful smile, "Perhaps you can 'enlighten' us all with your talent then, whatever it may be."
I'm still here, so no worries~ *wiggles fingers*
Tomohina was not quiet used to interacting with regular students quiet yet. She had never had friends her age growing up. Assuming that what she was taught her entire life was just how she was suppose to act, she didn't quiet feel comfortable being anything but polite. Extremely polite. It didn't even register to her that it could annoy people, beside that girl from her math class anyway. But even though she had people who said they admired her at this school, no one seemed all that interested in being close friends. Of course she didn't even think that it might because of how she acted. Being so polite kept people at a distance from her. Formality was too cold.
She blushed a bit in just at thinking how heated her thoughts had made her before. Running a finger tip over bottom lip as she pushed a lock of hair over her ear, her face was like rose painted porcelain. She had turned her head, so she didn't think the upperclassman would notice. He called her well-mannered, but she wondered if it a compliment or more of a critical observation. Her dark lashes passing over flushed cheek, she blinked in surprise at her own gloomy thoughts. Since when was she so keen at falling into such negative thoughts anyway? Smiling in the direction of the other boy she simply let it pass and let him talk.
Tomo ran a hand over her wet shoulder. It was a bit cold being out of the water, though the sun still beat down on her head and her legs. She listened to him explain his exercise routine with a slight nod, but when he moved in the water she tilted her head, as if perking her ears to listen to where he was moving. He finally stayed in one spot and gave a small laugh. That's when she opened her eyes, as if to show her curiosity at what had stilled him. He explained.
"Similarity?" she asked with a small hint of warm amusement, "I should think so." She gave his a rather mischievous tilted grin. "You're hands are why you're at this school," Tomo said, enjoying the hint of how he was proud like she was, "Mine is my eyes." Oh, he would probably want an explanation... She kicked her feet gently in the water, sort of hoping she hadn't freaked him out. "Your swimming patterns and the sounds you make when in the water," she put it simply, "But you are right in that out differences make us similar. I am happy to meet someone with a proud ruefulness in what most would call a disability." Her eyes stared right at him. "What skills do you have?" she seemed a bit excited, leaning forwards, elbows resting on her knees, "I already gave away one of mine."
She blushed a bit in just at thinking how heated her thoughts had made her before. Running a finger tip over bottom lip as she pushed a lock of hair over her ear, her face was like rose painted porcelain. She had turned her head, so she didn't think the upperclassman would notice. He called her well-mannered, but she wondered if it a compliment or more of a critical observation. Her dark lashes passing over flushed cheek, she blinked in surprise at her own gloomy thoughts. Since when was she so keen at falling into such negative thoughts anyway? Smiling in the direction of the other boy she simply let it pass and let him talk.
Tomo ran a hand over her wet shoulder. It was a bit cold being out of the water, though the sun still beat down on her head and her legs. She listened to him explain his exercise routine with a slight nod, but when he moved in the water she tilted her head, as if perking her ears to listen to where he was moving. He finally stayed in one spot and gave a small laugh. That's when she opened her eyes, as if to show her curiosity at what had stilled him. He explained.
"Similarity?" she asked with a small hint of warm amusement, "I should think so." She gave his a rather mischievous tilted grin. "You're hands are why you're at this school," Tomo said, enjoying the hint of how he was proud like she was, "Mine is my eyes." Oh, he would probably want an explanation... She kicked her feet gently in the water, sort of hoping she hadn't freaked him out. "Your swimming patterns and the sounds you make when in the water," she put it simply, "But you are right in that out differences make us similar. I am happy to meet someone with a proud ruefulness in what most would call a disability." Her eyes stared right at him. "What skills do you have?" she seemed a bit excited, leaning forwards, elbows resting on her knees, "I already gave away one of mine."
Major Ursa said
Why Skype when there is a working PM system...? Maybe just open a shared pad or something.............Ah, I give up. It's my fault that I've fallen behind, and now has a character entirely left out, feel left out...feel kind of jealous of interesting interactions. I'm going to have to do what I don't usually do, what I avoid doing, and drop this thing. I mean, you guys are even trying at this with instant messengers and such, and I don't even do that stuff.So long, and thanks for all the fish.
Noooo~ Please don't go! You're character is awesome! And what about getting him drunk on the school trip? It'll be great! Please stay! We love you Ursa!
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