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3 yrs ago
Current To those I RP with, I haven't dropped off of the face of the earth, just had a mental health crash but am recovering. Now to catch up on posting.
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3 yrs ago
The worst thing about mental illness is you have to look after yourself a disgusting amount. I know it's the only way to actually be in a fit state to look out for others, but it still feels wrong.
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3 yrs ago
Emeth: Then I'll be that friend who's the opposite kind of annoying, whispering "Do it, you know you want to..."
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3 yrs ago
Judging by the Internet's definitions of introversion and extraversion, you'd think everyone's either an extreme hermit or a party animal with no in between.
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3 yrs ago
Krystal: All part and parcel of the job.
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A frazzled British thirtysomething cat mum with something of a tea addiction.

I like a wide range of RP genres, but have two absolute favourites: Pokemon and magical girls. (If someone manages to combine the two, I'll be VERY happy!) I post fairly regularly, but sometimes shit mental health days crop up - if that causes any delays, I'll try to resume posting ASAP.

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Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey


With a slight frown, Jess glanced in Roxy's direction. The anchor stood behind the wall, out of her sight, but right after Jess had spoken, she'd picked up on a twinge of something from the other woman. Something that felt like a weight inside her chest. Something similar to what she experienced when she thought about her dad.

At the dull thunk of what was most likely a knife hitting a target, Jess winced. She could only imagine the look on her mother's face if she saw the knives. "It's all good, she says she'll close the shop," Jess told her mother. "Oh, it's been so long!"

Once the joyful if somewhat tense conversation was over, Jess re-entered the combined living room, kitchen and workout space that made up much of the upstairs. "She'll be over at ten," she let Roxy know.

She and her mother had been waiting for this reunion for years, but that didn't stop her from worrying. No matter what a happy event tomorrow would be, it wouldn't be without its difficulties for everyone involved.
Soooo I've just set up a possibly rather awkward event...
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey


Jess wasted no time in storing her belongings on the shelves and in the drawers. As she unpacked, she wondered what to say to the anchor outside - surely she should be saying something. It was odd, she picked up on emotions from Roxy much more weakly than she did from other people, but she still had a strange awareness of the woman standing outside the room. It made sense, she figured, they were bound to each other, no matter how different they were.

As soon as she'd finished, she flipped open her phone, pausing and biting her lip before she made a call. When the familiar voice greeted her, Jess revealed her news as well as the address of the place, relief clear in her voice no matter how awkward her words were.

"Just a moment," Jess said after listening to the question on the other end. Holding the phone away from her mouth and ear, she turned towards the doorway. "Roxy... My mom wants to come over tomorrow morning. Is that ok with you?"

Knowing about her current situation and seeing her after all these years would be a huge weight off her mother's mind - or would it? As overjoyed as her mom had sounded, her slightly strained tone hadn't escaped Jess' notice, especially after the mention of the garage. What would her remaining family make of this?
♪♫♪ Cecilia "Cici" Taylor ♪♫♪

Location: Tefan Village

@Darkmoon Angel @Zarkun

Without another word, the man strode through the rubble, standing right before the three. Both trainer and Pokemon eyed the group in case they did anything.

Was he some kind of master-rank trainer, Cici wondered, trying to catch legendary Pokemon at any cost? Maybe, hopefully, he could be reasoned with. If not... Cici didn't want to think about it, especially with everyone's Pokemon in their current state. Nonetheless, she faced him with a resolute look.

"If you're trying to capture Entei," she said, "quit it. Do you have any idea what's been happening because of what you're doing?"

Forte stomped over and took his place next to Amica, ready to assist the Froakie in a fight if he had to.




Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey


As Jess set down the bags, she surveyed the room. A simple one - just as she liked it. Aside from her dad's carvings, she'd never been one for fancy decorations. As long as it made a good study space, she'd be fine with it. Getting back into some kind of education or training was one of her priorities.

"Thanks. I'll go get something - uh, once I'm unpacked, that is," she replied. "Unless you'd rather we ate now." She'd learned halfway decent cooking skills while living in seclusion, but after a while, she'd found little pleasure in eating on her own, whatever the meal. Since then, she'd stuck with quick and easy food, viewing it as little more than something to sustain her until she could get out.

She mentally scolded herself again. She'd been raised to stand on her own two feet, and now here she was, craving company, even if said company was less than pleased with the situation.
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey


At the unexpected feeling of comfort, Jess gave a relieved and slightly awkward smile. It seemed not everything she said annoyed Roxy after all... Of course, she'd still have to be careful.

As she followed Roxy across the landing, which appeared to be several rooms in one - it made sense, considering Roxy's problem with closed spaces - Jess couldn't help but look over in surprise at the workout section. A fight dummy, a set of knives... This really was a pretty tough person she was living with.

"I've never seen a place like this before," Jess commented as she placed the bag in the spare room, and immediately worried about how her words would be construed. "I meant that in a good way," she added. "It's open." Now she knew Roxy wouldn't get irritated or look down on her if she talked about what a change it was from the cabin.

Staying at the anchor's side, she headed down the staircase for the other bags.
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey


Although rather less than happy at having to stick by someone like a shadow, Jess made sure to remain close to Roxy as she hauled one of the bags in. From what she'd heard, they'd only have to be like this for a month or so, then their bond would strengthen, allowing both of them a little more freedom.

Just their luck that the only thing they seemed to have in common was that they both valued freedom - which, right now, they were taking away from each other.

Once inside, she looked around, taking in the open area. "Well... This is quite a change," she commented, heading towards the stairs in the centre of the main room. "A welcome one." She instantly knew she'd spoken without thinking again. She'd just gone and hinted at how distressing her time in that tiny little cabin had been. Roxy probably already saw her as some helpless weakling, and what she'd said wouldn't change the anchor's view any. Lapsing into silence again, Jess began her way up the steps.
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey


Jess looked away. So much for not being a nuisance. She'd only known Roxy for a few hours - just around two, in fact, the clock on the dashboard revealed. Was her sense of time really that skewed? In any case, from the short amount of time she'd spent with her, she already knew it was next to impossible not to annoy the other woman.

She remained quiet as Roxy drove along the lamp-lit street. Memories of how overwhelming the city had once been came back, but with the anchor around, the difference was remarkable. She was sure she still felt flickers of emotion from passers-by, but nothing unbearable, nothing bombarding her from all around. Roxy's steady seething, though, set her on edge as it crept into her mind.

As the van pulled up, Jess looked out in surprise at the garage. This wasn't what she'd expected - and certainly wasn't something her family would approve of. Even so, it was a welcome change from that tiny little hut.

"Thanks. I'm alright getting most of it, though," she said, climbing out of the van and stretching out her cramped legs before heading over to the back and hefting out a suitcase.
@KatherinWinter Thanks for the reference :)
Sophia Danvers

Mesalon Gym

@fer1323


Well, now it was definitely too late to back out.

"Alright then, if you're brave enough!" Sophia stood up, trying not to grimace at the flares of pain. She forced a smirk. "I'll prove that battle earlier didn't mean anything! And quit fussing, I'm just fine." Despite her words, she swayed a little as she left the room to find a suitable one for a battle. The injuries from the ambulance wreck were acting up, and she still had a slight headache from yesterday, but she refused to show any more weakness.

Despite the bravado, her stomach tightened with nerves. She had to win this. Otherwise, there'd be no end to Oscar's preaching. And that would be three losses in a row.

It was time to show him who she was supposed to be.

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