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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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7 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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8 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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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


Jess looked over at Roxy, face resolute despite the lingering anxiety. At least it had eased as much as it could for both of them. "Not able to yet," she said, emphasis on the last word. "We'll find some way to get out of this." The fact that others had succeeded didn't make the situation Roxy's fault. It was just proof they had a chance of doing the same... wasn't it?

"And yep, sounds good, I will do." Another hour of swimming suited her, and the physical exertion would hopefully mean they'd sleep better. She swam around the pool, her thoughts going in circles as her body did. The relaxation should have helped her think clearly, but no ideas came to mind. No ideas yet, anyway, she told herself as she'd told Roxy. They'd think of something. They'd have to.
Lan Sohai

Mesalon Gym

@Typical

For all the nervousness evident in Aedre's voice and mannerisms, Lan listened intently. Ghost types were perceptive, and if the Honedge had brought such a detail to her attention, it had to be for a reason, which gave likelihood to her theory. "Trouble truly has been stirring up around here lately," he replied. "You have my word, though. I'll help the police look into the matter, and watch out for anything suspicious."

As a Kosei gym leader, he'd worked with the police a few times - particularly decades ago, when the region hadn't been quite such a pleasant place. Now, calm seemed to be giving way to chaos once again.



Amber Pine

Mesalon Gym

@Typical @Zanavy

Amber gave Lan a slight smile. "Thanks." Going by the way she'd seen him calmly solve a crisis a few days ago, she and Aedre had done the right thing to report it to him. Now to hope the combined efforts of the gym leader and the police would turn up the missing package before long, or at all.

At a rustling in her pocket, she looked to see Tacita flutter out and perch on Aedre's other shoulder, opposite Little. Clearly aware of Aedre's distress, the Rowlet hooted and nuzzled her face. "Aw, it's certainly a great help to have Pokemon by our side," Amber commented, that smile brightening. "No matter what happens."

She glanced from Aedre to Ty, who strolled over as if ready for his challenge, or close to it. Given Sophia's exit, and Alexis' apparent hesitation for all her earlier blustering, it seemed Ty would likely be Lan's next opponent. "Hey, how did the training go?"

Cara Bryant


Cara needed somewhere to rest.

True rest was a distant memory, with danger around every corner, and remnants of society to help hold together. Still, people had their limits. Especially when they'd failed to save someone. Cara gritted her teeth at the scene from a few hours ago replaying through her mind. The collapsed figure. The stab wound. The blood, so much blood, more than she could keep from seeping away, through magical or mundane means. She glanced down at her clothes, at the deep red stains that the rain couldn't wash away. He'd been past saving even before she'd arrived, but the knowledge didn't help. It didn't this time, and it hadn't all those other times.

The only semblance of relief was a silhouette through the downpour. A building. Knowing better than to hurry to it, Cara hid in the overgrowth, wary eyes flicking this way at that. She'd given a slight boost to her eyesight earlier, a boost that was starting to fade, but made the view clear enough for her to know the coast also was. Shivering, she pushed aside foliage and crept into the hotel.

Her footsteps splashed across the flooded floor, then stopped. She wasn't alone. Across the lobby, a woman made her way up the staircase. Cara tensed, her guard up, but slowly approached anyway at the sight of something. A raw, ragged neck wound. This girl needed medical attention, something Cara wasn't going to deny anyone.

"Do you need help?" she called, in as calm and gentle a tone as she could. "It's ok, I'm not going to hurt you." Unless she gives me no choice, Cara thought, heavy-hearted. She doubted the tattooed woman would find a stranger covered in blood reassuring, especially in a world like this, so she held out her hands and let a soft glow dance across her veins. Showing that she was of the light would hopefully put the girl at ease.
Post is finally up! Sorry about the wait, been really busy with an online course.

Anyway, @Grey Omen, help has arrived! As long as Rose doesn't turn out more of a hindrance than a help, that is.
Steel Rose


With a strained chuckle, Rose rolled her eyes at Fluke's comments. At least he was in good spirits, and maybe this was his idea of lightening the mood - even if it might not be everyone else's. "Don't ya worry, we're heading round the other way," she reassured him. She hoped Listener was going along with that plan, anyway. "We're just close by enough that we can reach each other quickly if we have to..."

At Fluke's next words, and the trace of tension in Cedar's response, Rose's grin vanished. It sounded like they did indeed have to. Without hesitation, she rushed towards the alleyway. "Scratch that, Fluke, change of plan," she announced. "It's ok Cedar, backup's on its way!"

Ignoring the smell, she hurried down the alleyway as fast as the narrow space would allow. It wasn't long until the grey-cloaked figure came into view, his new halberd pointed at a moving shadow. Right away, Rose drew Thorn. "Heads up!" Remembering Archer's warning about bright lights, she narrowed her eyes and pressed the trigger. An energy bullet illuminated the space like lightning as it shot past the Nox, denting the wall instead.

"Oops..." She gave a hidden grimace. If nothing else, hopefully she'd distracted the Nox.
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey


"You don't have to be sorry," Jess replied, turning and treading water. "Like I said, you're not the one to blame here." An easy thing to do, blame oneself, as she knew all too well. No matter how much she swam, her own guilt lingered in the back of her mind. Still, if she and Roxy kept putting the blame on themselves, it wouldn't help either of them. Better to remember the one - or rather, the two - unambiguously at fault. "He is. They both are."

She resumed the leisurely pace of her swim. "I'm good either way, just let me know when you want to stop." She'd pick up on it anyway, but right now she could tell Roxy would happily stay in the water a while longer - for a given value of "happily". A longer swim wasn't something Jess would complain about. As things were, this was the closest to relaxed the two would get any time soon.
Gonna have a reply up soon!
Yay, thanks! I hope it's ok that he's the son of someone who disappeared. Given how sheltered he is, he'd be unlikely to know about the other disappearances.
@EchoicChamber Here's the class goofball:

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