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7 mos 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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8 mos 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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9 mos 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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9 mos 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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9 mos 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.

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@January Thanks for helping me with my character concept! Here's the CS:


Because there just has to be a classic magical girl :)
@Heartfillia Yep I know I already told you this on the Discord, but here it is officially. Accepted :)
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey


Jess didn't sleep much better than Roxy. She kept waking drenched in cold sweat, heart racing, even if she couldn't remember what she'd dreamed about. Of course, she knew all too well why that was. It wasn't her own panic jolting her awake, but Roxy's. The weekend was drawing ever closer, the middle of the week already here.

Which meant, Jess thought as she dragged herself out of bed, the first counselling session. As if a simple talk with a stranger would help with something like this. She knew deep down there were things she needed to work through... her father's death, the guilt of having stressed her mother, readjusting to society. How selfish would it be, though, to discuss her own problems while Roxy couldn't express hers?

While getting ready, she considered the matter. Maybe the main thing to focus on was learning to live together, which they already seemed to be making progress with.

She could feel that pent-up tension slowly ease as she headed into the main room, where Roxy channeled her frustration into a workout. "Hey, morning," Jess greeted the anchor as she put some sliced bread in the toaster and switched the kettle on, taking two mugs from the cupboard. It seemed they both needed coffee.

With a sigh, she leaned against the counter. "Let's hope today's at least some help..."
Yep! Not much more that can be done for this day, skipping to Wednesday sounds good.

Freya Leander ~ Cait Sith



@Heartfillia @SimpleWriter

As Renard smiled, Freya gave a contented purr. Her attempt to cheer him up had worked... sort of. This wouldn't solve everything, especially not something of that magnitude. Like her mother had said, it would take a while for everyone to get back on their feet. Still, maybe - hopefully - this was a start. "Ha! I knew you couldn't resist my ultimate technique!" she joked, reclining on the steps once more.

"And it's not that we're praising you too much," she continued, "or more so than anyone else. It's that you're not giving yourself enough credit. Yeah, everyone did their best, but so did you." A trace of sadness tinged her smile. No, not quite everyone, she couldn't help thinking. She could have done better. She could have looked where she was going instead of blundering right in, and spared Renard all that physical and mental torment in the first place. Gabby may have mentioned it didn't do to dwell on regrets - which must have resonated with Renard much, much more than intended - but was there really a way not to?

Watching as he headed over to Eira, Freya tensed a little, hoping the icy girl wouldn't bring his mood crashing back down. Instead, her only response was a mutter, a glare and a hasty exit. Pretty mild for Eira at least, Freya noted, although surely a simple thank you in return couldn't be that difficult.

Just as the class' resident ice queen left, three other students made an appearance. Freya sat up, giving an uneasy chuckle as one of them squealed about meeting heroes in the flesh. A kind thing to say, that applied to most people here, and was exactly the encouragement they needed. She, however, wasn't exactly used to hearing such compliments, and living up to such expectations would be no easy feat.

Beside the bubbly girl, a dark and dreary student was quick to offset the positivity. At the sheer dismissiveness in the horned girl's tone, Freya's back stiffened into a slight arch. Eira's attitude sometimes stirred up uncomfortable memories, but this person's taunts sounded almost exactly like those constantly stuck in the back of Freya's mind. Another student, a timid seeming one with band-aids on her face, whispered to her snarky friend, but did nothing to deter her. More insults followed, the comment about Sofia's departure hitting like a gut punch.

Letting out a heavy sigh, Freya faced the girl, Erika. She wished she could pull off rousing speeches, like Peter or Gabby. Instead, she gave a simple reply. "They did more than you think. More than they seem to think themselves."


Kerianne Morley ~ Nightwatch



@Nyahahameha @Tenma Tendo @SimpleWriter @Aerandir

Kerianne's eyes shifted from Renard to Gabby, then to Breeze. "This is exactly what I meant." Her tone remained cool, like that of a teacher demonstrating a theory to a class, but her lips still had that small upward curve. There had been truth to her adoptive father's words that day. Once again, she turned to Gabby. "Moral support really is part and parcel of a hero's job."

At Yi's suggestion, she nodded. "Since there was supposed to be a training lesson anyway, I'm up for some sparring," she said, right after Gabby jumped at the chance. "Just, uh, give me a moment." With that automatic inward shudder that any hint of vulnerability brought on, she headed back to the mat and sat down, sipping from the water bottle. "It's nothing. I just need some water is all." It had to be as obvious now as it had been a moment ago that she didn't yet feel one hundred per cent, but she wasn't going to do herself another stupid injury. Besides, she'd be fine after a few minutes, which she could spend watching the others. "Breeze, are you in?"

An excited shout from the doorway drew Kerianne's attention as three students entered. She stood, ready to greet them, only to fold her arms at a comment that contrasted utterly with that of the cheery blue-haired girl. The blonde groaned as, despite the reaction of the third student, negativity kept pouring forth from the girl addressed as Erika.

"Well isn't the mood just going to skyrocket from this," Kerianne muttered. At least Erika's attitude wasn't getting to Gabby, who copied the twirling pose of the neon-haired girl, Momo. "Good to meet you though, Momo. And..." Her gaze settled on the quiet one. "What's your name? Mine's Kerianne, and this is Yi." She gestured towards her martial artist friend. "Who in fact just suggested a training session."
@Aviaire Yep, looks fine to me too, feel free to move him over! :)

@Ruler Inc Sorry to hear you've been demotivated, I hope things are better soon, and best of luck with future RPs.
Sophia Danvers

Mesalon Pokecentre

@Zanavy

"Ehh!" Sophia grimaced, watching Fantoccino grin at Ty's compliment, then glared at the other trainer. "Don't encourage him!"

Another reason not to egg on the Ghost type became apparent, as a high-pitched wail filled the air. Sophia winced, looking down at the little Igglybuff, who sobbed as any young child would. "Hey... Hey, Medic, it's ok, they're gone now," she reassured the baby Pokemon, who rushed into her trainer's arms. That tearful face brought a shudder of guilt. If she could actually get Fantoccino to listen to her, this wouldn't have happened.

Even Fantoccino looked rather ashamed, his smile turning strained as he floated down with a sheepish murmur of "Shuuu-ppet...". Glowering at him, Sophia reached for the Pokeball. "Alright, time out for you," she grumbled, returning the Ghost type.

For a minute, Sophia and Lacey helped Ty comfort the crying Igglybuff. Once the pink puffball had calmed down, Ty made his attempt to lighten the mood, gathering up several pieces of fruit and throwing an apple in the Scyther's direction. Of course, Sophia thought with a huff as the bug sliced up the apple in midair. After the Shuppet fiasco, Ty just had to show off how well trained his Pokemon were. "Heh, not bad I guess," she commented, with a critical glance at the chunk the Scyther had missed, "but if Fantoccino had been behaving himself just now..."

That was when Reaper did the same thing with an orange placed on the table. A flurry of wings and blades darted around the fruit - and apparently missed. "Huh." Sophia's lips twitched into a slight smirk as she leaned over. "You might wanna try harder..."

Without warning, the orange exploded. Sophia pulled back, her psychic reflexes kicking in, deflecting chunks of fruit. "Watch it!" she yelled, checking her clothes for any juice stains. "You nearly ruined my shirt!" Looking over, she saw she'd been the one to splatter someone - the bits of pulp that had flown at her now covered Ty's jacket.

Biting her lip, the psychic cringed. Ty hadn't appeared to find her abilities impressive yesterday, and he certainly wouldn't today. "Uh, here," she said, passing him a napkin. Between this and the Oran Berry incident with Hammer, it seemed she had a knack for splatting fruit all over people.




Amber Pine

Mesalon Pokecentre

@Typical @Zanavy

Neither Aedre's initial silence, nor her forced smile, had escaped Amber's notice. The battle may just have been for practice purposes, but both trainers knew the stakes of this journey were higher than mere competition. After yesterday, a loss would probably affect Aedre more than she let on.

Heading into the Pokemon centre alongside her, Amber nodded at her comment. "Yep, and remember no matter the outcome, our Pokemon are going to be just that little bit stronger for it," she reminded Aedre. "Plus it's a learning curve for everyone involved. Got to keep those type immunities in mind."

Once she'd gotten her Pokemon healed, she let out Larimar and Tacita, keeping Almandine safely in her capsule for now. Tacita perched on Amber's shoulder, while Larimar crawled across the room, fixated on the trash can for some reason. Amber stared as, in front of the Anorith's face, a tiny orange orb formed and winked out. "Hm? Larimar, what..." The sphere materialised again, larger this time, taking on the shape of a jagged rock and flying into the air. It dropped into the trash can, bursting on impact. Some smaller stones rattled against the inside, while others shot over the edge.

"Riiith!" Larimar scuttled back as the can shook and toppled, spilling trash everywhere. Amber stood in awe. Then, she set about clearing up the mess, glancing wide-eyed at the fossil Pokemon as she did so.

"A new move, huh? And a Rock type one at that? Impressive!" she commented, righting the bin. "Congratulations, though got to say it's best to practice new moves outside. Otherwise... That happens." The Anorith lowered her head. "Don't worry, you should still be proud of yourself," Amber continued, then checked her Pokedex. Sure enough, Larimar had learned her first Rock type move, Smack Down.

"So it makes airborne Pokemon vulnerable to Ground type moves," the researcher read aloud, wandering towards the cafeteria and glancing at Aedre. "Hm, well Flying has a disadvantage against Rock anyway, but in a double battle, that's got to be pretty useful. And apparently it's not just Flying types who are affected... Ah!"

Not watching her step, she skidded in something slippery, gripping a table with her free hand to keep from falling. Steadying herself, she looked down at the pulpy orange juice all over the floor, then at the chopped up fruit on the table. Ty stood nearby with his Scyther, as did a rather embarrassed-looking Sophia.

Amber didn't complain about the mess like some others did. Instead, that look of fascination lit up her face. "Ohh, is this a training session?" she asked, noting the juice on the bug's blades, and the similarly sliced apple. "We were going to head to the gym, but you wouldn't mind if I watched for a while?"

She turned to Aedre. "You ok with that?"

@Nyahahameha Looks good to me, except for the two things SimpleWriter mentioned.

One, flexibility is ok as long as it's just in her joints and she's not super bendy all over.

Two, I figure that when you say she can fly, you mean she can suspend herself from objects. That's what I got from the line "Using enough threads, Molly can even achieve a limited form of flight - assuming she is indoor or there is a tall enough structure nearby - by using her threads to lift herself entirely off the ground." This is fine, as long as there are suitable objects around indoors that can support her weight.

Once you've clarified this, I say the profile can be accepted, just check with SimpleWriter.

@Pudding As long as you make sure the hair isn't nigh-indestructible, the CS is probably ready to accept. Yeah, the sample post isn't a typical post, but it's interesting. Makes me want to find out more about her.
@Genon I'm sorry but I'm with SimpleWriter on this. Some machine-like body parts would be fine, but a full on android just doesn't fit the MHA setting. Also, the reverse engineering thing would likely be really tricky IC. Sound of Silence without the strength/speed aspect would be fine though, if you're willing to redo the backstory.

@OwO I like it, glad for you all the shitposting paid off xD Accepted as far as I'm concerned, just check with SimpleWriter if you haven't already.

@Indra I second the spice idea, instead of a mix of fire and spices. Like a pepper spray effect, which would actually be really useful but not as flashy as fire, so he gets laughed at a lot and has to rise above it. That'd give him a reason to act high and mighty.

Of course, like you said, going with a classic fire Quirk is also an option. It's probably quite a common Quirk as it's a very basic one.

@JrVader I have to say the CS needs more fleshing out. As for the Quirk, hardlight is fine but it needs more restrictions. First of all, in what way does overuse harm his body? Maybe it could cause him pain or fatigue, or it could have a similar drawback to Yaoyorozu's Quirk and drain nutrients. Secondly, nuclear explosions are frankly waaaaay too strong whatever the cost, so please limit his creations in terms of size and power.

Also, the sample post is written like a typical background section. Sample posts in this are meant to be examples of writing style and skill, as well as insights into characters from their point of view.

Let us know if/when you expand on the application, and we'll look over it again.

@Pudding Intriguing character! As long as the Quirk is somewhat like Tomoyami's Dark Shadow rather than any kind of actual spirit possession, it sounds good. And the mystery aspect is interesting, though I recommend PMing SimpleWriter and me with details about the backstory, just to make sure it's all ok.

That and got to say a sample post is needed. Also, while being wounded from having her hair cut is a suitable weakness, instead of becoming nigh-indestructible, maybe it should be tougher than normal hair but a strike from a sharp enough blade would still slice through it. That'd balance things out more.

Kerianne Morley ~ Nightwatch



@Aerandir @Nyahahameha @Heartfillia

When she heard the sudden voice behind her, Kerianne's reaction was instant. The constantly alert girl spun round, diving for the shadow of the upside-down figure and vanishing. A few feet away, she reappeared next to a trolley of gym equipment. As the room lurched, she gripped the side of the basket, accidentally tilting it. "Ah!" She managed to steady herself and the storage unit, but not before footballs, tennis rackets and hoops had scattered across the floor. Not daring to lean down, she crawled on all fours to gather everything up.

"Nice try, Yi," she called, trying to sound as cool-headed as possible. "I see you've learned a thing or two from Hayes. Although it'll take more than that to startle me. I'm just, uhh..." She caught a rolling football, staggered to her feet and dropped it in the trolley. "Training my reflexes." Picking up the rest of the supplies, she hoped her cringing wasn't as obvious as the bad lie. What a sight she must look. At least a good laugh might be just what people needed right now, and might help Gabby feel better about her own mishap.

Kerianne turned to Gabby, glancing from her to Yi, her face as solemn as ever as she considered his question. If the wrestler had been venting her anger at a person, it could only be... "Let me guess. Whoever hurt Sofia," Kerianne said, voice hushed as she addressed Gabby. "If that's the case, I can't say I blame you."

Whether or not it was, Gabby didn't say. Instead, she stood up, announcing she had something for everyone to hear. As even Eira turned round, Kerianne listened to the uplifting speech, directed at the person who needed it most. Renard. When it reached its end, Kerianne nodded, with the faintest of smiles towards the brooding blond.

"You know, as grating as that constant goofing around is..." she commented. "Things just aren't the same without that person here to drive everyone round the twist. I mean, Yi had to be the one to pull a prank just now." Slowly, she approached Renard. "I was told the other day that everyone who gets into this school gets in for a reason. That includes you. You're probably never going to let me forget I said this, but under that class clown exterior, there's quite some heroic potential."

That smile widened ever so slightly. "Thank you. For making sure those who went on that visit got out."


Freya Leander ~ Cait Sith



@Aviaire @Nyahahameha @Heartfillia

As Eira made yet another snippy little comment and strode away from the group, Freya's mouth dropped open. Eira knew how many people had nearly died. She knew several had been hospitalised. Dammit, she'd SEEN Renard's breakdown. Couldn't she show some consideration, like when she'd allowed that tiny thaw in her icy shell back there?

Freya couldn't help herself. She stood up, running a few paces, watching Eira head to the door. "Y-You're not going to help people out of Gloomtown if that's where your permanent address is!" she called, then covered her mouth, wishing she hadn't spoken. While the frosty girl had more heroic qualities than were immediately obvious, that attitude... To Freya, it could be just a little familiar at times. Yet just now, by getting so unusually confrontational, had she sounded any better?

Slumping her shoulders, she trudged back to Renard's side at the bleachers. "You'd think she could be more grateful after you saved her," she said in a mutter that Eira wouldn't hear, trying to remind him just how much he'd accomplished that day. Not that it was likely to work. She doubted he'd even have any more to say about Kerianne's blunder just now than about Gabby's.

Somebody, however, did express gratitude, and in the most motivational way she could. Freya raised her head, listening with rapt attention as Gabby made it clear just how much he'd done for her. How much he'd done for everyone. Tears prickled Freya's eyes, and a grin brightened her face. Once Kerianne had added what she had to say, the catlike girl took her turn.



"Do you see it now?" she asked Renard. "How much you mean to people? And how you've helped more than you think, so, so much more. Like I said, if not for you, I'd never have gotten out of there. And Sofia... If she wrote to you, surely she included you in the list of people she says are her heroes. I was only able to reach her because of you. Hell, even Eira's got to be thankful on some level. She did care enough to go check on you, do her best to get you out."

Again, Freya shuddered at what her own carelessness had brought about - the full extent even worse than she'd known - but went on. "And it's not just that. Like Gabby said... You just have this way of lifting people's spirits. Cheering her right up. Encouraging me to train and push myself. You're even set on making Eira smile. So of course we're going to return the favour."

She crouched beside him with a pleading look. "You'll accept that, won't you? If you don't..." She curled her hands in front of herself like paws, tilting her head and doing the best mock sad eyes she could. "I'll look at you like this until you do!" She crawled around him, making mewling sounds. "You can't say no to the kitty stare, can you?"

In spite of everything, a laugh left her tight throat. "You're our hero, Renard. Don't you tell yourself otherwise."
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