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11 yrs ago
Current I just realized my name is uncaptialized from before we moved. Apparently instead of being an important person, I am now just a random NPC... *sad panda*
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11 yrs ago
I should clarify my previous status - my 1x1 interest check has new fancy graphics. :p
11 yrs ago
Updated my interest check with new fancy graphics~ <3
11 yrs ago
Been a while, but let's see what trouble I can stir up on RP Guild. ^.^

Bio

"Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead." -Oscar Wilde

Onwards to a new bio!~

So, the types of role-plays I enjoy most? Romance first, adventure second and if you can mix the two together - you're my hero, forevers. I also love fantasy, enjoy sci-fi, interested in steampunk, and can usually find my way around 'slice of life' types.

About me? Very, very simple ... and pay attention; I am a lesbian, girly-girl, nerdy gamer. However you feel about that, that's who and what I am. So in turn, my personas (or characters) are also lesbians, more feminine / submissive, and if in modern or sci-fi RPs, usually a gamer of some sort. \(^.^)/ Also, I love and adores kittes. <3 So sometimes I like to play cat girls, but worry not for I consider myself someone who skirts around causal to advanced. Character development is my world, yo.

Also you might hear me talk about my wife from time to time, but I'm also polyamorous, so there's that as well. In short I don't judge and I'm open to friendly chats, RP offers (if I have room) and otherwise any other questions or comments. <3

RP Guild Family
Wholockgal - My wife! Who is a huge Dr. Who & Sherlock fangirl.
Nallore - Invited me to an awesome RP and became my friend. <3 (Always asks me what I want to talk about. xD)
Caits - My unofficial sister. She doesn't know yet, unless she reads this. =3
Soufflegirl123 - Lover of Dr. Who and always says hi to me whenever I join chat. ^.^

Most Recent Posts

@Lydyn@Predacon@Alan Hawke

All three of you are approved once again the time period has elapsed.


Yay, I did it right then!~ ... also, I have no idea what you mean by "once again the time period has elapsed." Could you explain that more? :p (I'll also post Hawkgirl in the characters tab now!)


Hey Nightrunner ... when you finally read this, please tell me if there's anything that needs to be changed. I have a feeling I might have something wrong after her arrival to Earth, but I was trying my best to work with what information I have on me and thinking of what would realistically happen (and yet keep her out of some military prison).

Edit: Done and apparently completed before the GM!~ Haha, I win. :p
Well, should've just said that then ... yeah, I'm not good at role-playing teenagers. xD Especially if I want a non-teenager induced romance. :p (No offense, of course.) Though that'd mean Supergirl would also be a teenager? I'm not sure on that one ... hm, anyways. I've never played either of those two before, so that would be interesting. I'd just have to do some more research.

Edit: I think I'm going with Hawkgirl, but revamping her Justice League Unlimited origin story a bit, since the only part of the Golden Age was some ... admittedly weird concept of reincarnating lovers. That might still play a part to pay homage to the Golden Age, but there's not much you can do with it besides a romantic twist. For that, I'll just wait when and if she finds someone. ^^ Maybe I'll have her have a crush on Wonder Woman or something, haha.
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Oh no, I just realized ... if Bruce is 29 and even if Catwoman is five years older ... that still puts Helena as a mid-teenager. *Sad face* I can't work with that. Also, Helena wouldn't be a daughter-in-law. She would be his step-daughter (my wife corrected me earlier). Think the only way it'd work is if Selina and Helena were like ... besties (BFF) and not mother & daughter.


Why you ignore my important post, @Nightrunner? *Sad face*
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The bed, only just long enough that his feet didn’t hang off the end, was pushed into the corner, between the wall and cheaply made sheet metal desk. His quarters were not very large, but they contained enough room. A few feet from his bed was the latrine and a small kitchen area was nearer the door. They were better than what he got when he’d been in the military, so Daryn was grateful for what he got.


Being from the military, I can tell you this - this is like an Airmen's dorm room (equivalent to a private) ... so for him to have been used to less seems rather odd. It's also very odd that this is all a commander gets. Usually high ranking individuals get very lavish and open rooms and offices - so much so that you can actually get in trouble for leaving a mess if your maintenance, in their offices. The only way this would be acceptable for a high ranking officer is if the ship is literally that crowded, haha.

As he moved through the halls, men in newly purchased burgundy Order flight suits saluted and offered the day’s greeting. A measure not necessary or mandated, but done merely out of respect.


Don't know how it works for the churchy people, but in the military, you don't salute indoors unless at an official function receiving an award. :p

Otherwise! Awesome post!~
I have a plot for my own two characters, but I'm leaving them apart for a bit to let people interact with them ... probably have Elenor up in a couple days.
is this still open


I believe so, since we lost a couple players. I'm not sure though. @Spawnling would know for sure, but you can start on a CS anyways?
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I don't care about the costume. It's really mostly up to you what it looks like, but Ithought you meant if she actually went by Nightwing. Sorry for the misunderstanding. Look forward to the sheet.


Oh no, I just realized ... if Bruce is 29 and even if Catwoman is five years older ... that still puts Helena as a mid-teenager. *Sad face* I can't work with that. Also, Helena wouldn't be a daughter-in-law. She would be his step-daughter (my wife corrected me earlier). Think the only way it'd work is if Selina and Helena were like ... besties (BFF) and not mother & daughter.
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She'd be Huntress. I'd say no to female Nightwing because Grayson or any human Nightwings didn't come about until the eighties, I think. You can check my sheet if you'd like, it's not very detailed, but the main strokes are there.


Before I reply anymore, I don't mind her being Huntress. However wouldn't her having a Nightwing costume be just that, a costume? She'd still have the same backstory, haha. Oh well, no biggie. ^.^ I'll probably work on it sometime today.
Ana Hunt


The gym was built for the instructors to teach combat training, one of a few dozen, and while a few computer pads were strung along the walls there wasn't much to look at besides a high ceiling and about 50 yards of concrete floor. The terminals themselves were designed to activate advanced holograms that would ping students if they were hit and keep track of when and where they had slipped up. This could range from flying debris, mock-magical bolts, or laser charged guns - any scenario an instructor might think of to test and push their students. Even though these were military facilities, this type of training were for those that had long passed basic training (once referred to as boot camp) and were learning more advanced fighting techniques and within the last month, the amount of students only seemed to increase. After all, war might just be around the corner.

It had been far past the hours of instruction though, so when Sergeant McCoy saw the bright lights streaming into the hallway from the gym, it peaked his interest. The hallway itself was large enough to probably fit in a vehicle and still leave walking room, but no one else was here, giving the sergeant plenty of space. The man had been one of those 'pretty boy' mutants as some call them, retaining complete human form even after the transformation, though it gave him a clear advantage. He was strong and in fact often out-did the behemoths that would walk down the hall and make everyone move to the side, that and he had the ability to transform his body into a living metal that was far stronger than any manufactured steel. It was enough that his instructor - James Walton - often told him in private that he was one of the few to push his limits. Something McCoy felt immensely proud of.

So when he turned to the corner, he felt a tinge of unbelief as his eyes grew wide. Mr. Walton had been one of the fastest he had ever seen excluding perhaps Private Mitchell, but what he saw was something entirely different. In fact, he had trouble following the silhouette at all as it phased in and out through what must've been 30 holograms. He heard about the first instructor's class before and even got a small brief mention on his first day - that it was reserved for those with more than a few years of training under their belts. Ms. Ana Hunt was apparently someone on a completely different level than himself. McCoy slowly stepped away from the door and decided it was best to leave the woman be, wondering if the guys would even believe his story - probably not.

As the man left, Ana had decided that she had enough of the exercise. This part was almost the most fun though. She had set the holograms at such a high speed that usually shutting down the program in one try would result in one to three pings, but she always made it a personal goal to get no pings. So in the last moments, she had to flash over to a terminal, type in the starting commands and flash away before the holograms caught up. Ana repeated this until she finally saw the projections fade away and smirked to herself, looking at the computerize board that read the number zero. She was sweating a little, but nothing too extreme as she wiped the thin sheet from her forehead.

Her eyes wandered over to the doorway and let out a satisfied sigh, though it was masked with something sadder. This was the part of the day she hated most. Yes, she could go home and relax, play a few games, get caught up in some fantasy fiction ... but it was the comfortable places where she was reminded that she was alone. She had been forcefully distanced from her family, all her friends had long left her, and she had no one to love. Indeed, she hated this part of the day the most.
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