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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.
3 yrs ago
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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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Bio
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.
Sophia frowned. It had been a bad idea to ask. She should have known she'd just get another lecture. "Wait, what are you implying?" she answered. "Is it really so wrong to take pride in such talents? I mean, Caitlin of the Unova Elite Four does, and pretty much everyone admires her. Besides, my mom says my abilities are something to be proud of. Something to make the best of, no matter what the cost. She's taught me so much, I need to take those teachings on board, show her respect before she does the same for me. It's only fair."
Her head drooped, her fingers clenching around a tier of her skirt. Someone who benefits others... That had stung even more than the thought of disappointing her parents. "And... And you think I don't want to help others? You think I haven't wanted to several times over the past few days? It's just..." She trailed off, the words catching in her throat - how could she?
Even as Roxy accepted, Jess could tell she wasn't letting on everything. The mention of slow weekends brought on a twinge of discomfort. Over the past few days, it had become clear Roxy liked - or rather, needed - to keep herself busy. Given the circumstances, Jess couldn't blame her.
She nodded before resuming the phone conversation, letting her mother know Friday was fine. Afterwards, she slumped in a chair, staring at the blank screen and resting her head on one hand, before turning her attention back towards Roxy. She didn't want to ask this, but she had to know.
"Those people..." She could already imagine the figures blending into crowds, sharp eyes scrutinising the three. "Will they be around?" Hunching forward, she pushed back hair that hung in her face, her hands pressing into her forehead. "She can't know. I've got to make sure she doesn't notice anything about this... The problem is, noticing these things is something she's pretty good at. As well as acting on them." She sighed before continuing. "It's what she does. She's a social worker. So if she thinks... if she knows something's wrong..."
Instead of finishing the sentence, she bit her lip. Her mother had fought to get her the help she needed, contacted countless groups to try and get her matched up with someone, and would put up the same battle to fix any further problems she saw. The only reason her mom hadn't already gotten any authorities involved was likely a mix of insufficient proof and the difficulty of finding anchors, no matter what she thought of Roxy, but she'd be watching out for any issues.
If the slightest thing went wrong... Jess didn't want to imagine what would happen.
Watching Skoll and Nomia stick by the dragon as they followed the nurse, Sophia gave a little smile. Such a loyal, close-knit team already. This was what she loved about Pokemon.
"I'm sure they'll be a great family to him," she said as Oscar sat down next to her. Her smile spread slightly at his positivity - which, of course, turned into his usual overbearingness. "Just like I keep telling you," she replied, her expression souring, "I'm fine. I mean who doesn't need a little rest after a day of exploring?"
She wasn't fooling anyone, she knew it. Not Oscar. Not Rheese, who'd shown concern that morning. Not Lacey, whose wide blue eyes brimmed with distress. Not the Bronzor she'd leaned on throughout the return journey, who hovered closer.
"Seriously. I'm ok..." She glanced at the Bronzor, remembering it crashing into the cave wall in its confusion. "Are you, though?" She took the last empty Pokeball from her belt. "Here, if you want to come along, and I'll be able to get you healed right up." The Bronzor approached the capsule, then disappeared into it.
Six Pokemon. Of course, Oscar had already beaten her to it, but given the circumstances, that wasn't among the things bothering her.
Sophia returned all her Pokemon and stood up, trying not to sway or stumble as she strode towards the healing machine. A sudden bout of light-headedness came on, the room spinning as what little strength she had failed. "Ugh..." She gripped on to the machine for support. Well, that was that, she thought as she propped herself back up, taking the six Pokeballs from her belt and waiting for the Pokemon inside to be fully healed. Oscar would take that as even more proof he hadn't gotten the honest answer he'd wanted.
Once she'd retrieved the capsules and let out Lacey and the Bronzor, she traipsed over to the chair, sitting back down. Damn that guy grated on her - but the more she tried to hide, the more he'd worry. Could she really let him worry about her as well as the Jangmo-o? "You know, it's only fair if you give me an honest answer too," she said through gritted teeth. She looked at Oscar, silence hanging heavy between them, before she spoke. "Before you met me... What did you imagine a psychic to be like?"
More than this, she supposed - and more useful in the repeated disasters the group had faced over a mere matter of days.
For the next few days, Jess did her best to establish a routine, although wariness simmered beneath that pretense of normality. She started getting some sleep, even if it was disturbed by nightmares. She went with Roxy to get meals from the cafe, training herself not to glance around like a frightened mouse even though all too aware of eyes on the two of them. She limited herself to one coffee a day, no matter how fitfully she'd slept the previous night. Cutting down on caffeine was one way she could ease her nerves at least somewhat, and easing her nerves was of utmost necessity.
Of course, doing so was no easy task. While she worked at the desk - the one thing she could do for Roxy - she remained alert for suspicious people the entire time, although no such customers arrived. The usual clientele consisted of gruff yet nonthreatening people, each visit bringing relief. Even so, as Jess practiced acting confident or at least like less of a wreck, worry built up under the surface.
That worry spiked during a call she received one evening, just after dinner. "Uh..." She looked across the room at Roxy, reminding herself not to bite her lip. She had to get out of the habit of letting nervousness show. "Mom says she's able to get the weekend off work. Would... going over be ok? Or would it be best for her to come here again? Either Saturday or Sunday, or both?"
Realising how tightly she was grasping the phone, she forced herself to relax her grip. She could let no sign of anything out of the ordinary show. If her mother jumped to the wrong conclusion, or drew the right one, she'd contact the authorities in an instant - and what would that mean for the three of them?
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.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">A frazzled British thirtysomething cat mum with something of a tea addiction. <br><br>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.</div>
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