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20 days ago
Current Is it just me, or are clothes running pretty small as of late? I used to be a medium and I haven't gained much weight...
1 mo ago
wtf
2 mos ago
god people are so miserable about kataang in the new atla movie, it's almost as if they've never witnessed a loving relationship in their lives
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3 mos ago
I've also been ill. I know how it's like, especially when you're younger. Remember that as long as you exist, there is still hope.
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3 mos ago
Trying to reignite my love for writing... would any one possibly be interested in a PMD RP? I'd find a way to make it different.
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@LetMeDoStuff Olivia is starting to walk down the mountain with everyone, but she's super hungover and feels sick and tired.
@LetMeDoStuff We're all marching back down the mountain. A lot of the recruits are hungover. :)
@Mistiel I understand your point, but I'm sorry to say that isn't an excuse for small posts. There's always things to add to a post, such as inner monologues and the character's thoughts on the surrounding environment. There is going to be a time where your character won't be approached, and saying that you prefer to be approached is bound to get your character isolated.
@Lord Orgasmo We're waiting outside, getting ready to go. You can interact with one of the people there.
@Lord Orgasmo Need help posting somethin?
@LetMeDoStuff Olivia is free!
@Mistiel I didn't want to say this, but your posts have been getting smaller and smaller every time you post. There is a significant difference between your first post and the rest of your postings. The RP isn't going as fast anymore, which means you don't have to rush to post. There were a lot of people you could have interacted with that could have made your post bigger. I would prefer it if you spent more time planning posts than rushing to get one in. It's really unfair to the rest of the RPers that post more high quality replies. Please lengthen your posts accordingly.
@Zeroth Aight, thanks for the heads up.


Already, a murmur fell over the crowd that gathered in the mess hall. It was less than amusing that she was being asked so many questions. She did not enjoy being the center of attention for too long, and she found herself becoming stiff-shouldered as their inquiries flooded her ears. She did not even know these people all too well, and they were already looking to her for answers. Her eyes drifted to the burly man that sat to her side, not even giving him so much of an answer. It is nice to see that someone has an inkling of sense within their skull. she couldn't help but think, but her dead-panned expression did not waver as she looked away from him. If one's blood had to be spilled on this journey, it would be hers instead of the prince's.

Her mouth parted to answer the questions she was tossed, closing it only when Eli spoke. She watched him for a moment, feeling a slight amount of pity for him. Yet, it was impressive to see that he had actually gotten up and willingly answered his so-called "allies". His answers, however, weren't the clearest. They will find out eventually. Nothing is set in stone yet, at least to the extent of my knowledge, Rhea told herself, crossing her arms and staring down at the food that was presented to her. She didn't even have the appetite to eat the pastries that decorated her ivory plate. They appeared fluffy and freshly baked, but her mouth did not water and her stomach did not grumble at the sight of them. Maybe hunger would come to her later.

Another face showed itself, this one bearing a black cloak and even a darker attitude. Rhea watched the back of his head as Ren went off to sit by his lonesome. It did not take long for the boy to lose his patience, attracting the attention of most people in the room. She couldn't help but feel relieved when Renvall told them that Maize would be coming soon; having someone so reliable in their party was much more than a boon. At least she would not be the only one that would keep an eye on the group. She perked up, seeing the man she was thinking of enter the hall. He was already ready for travel; that was she grateful for. Maize even told them that it was time to depart. In a hurried state, she placed the pastries in one of the cloth napkins that decorated the table before placing them in the satchel that hung close to her side. "Very well. All of you, hurry it up. The sooner we're on horseback, the better," she glanced down at Eli, giving his shoulder a rough pat. With that, the woman turned on her heel, striding past a blue-haired young girl and out of the door.

Of course, Icarus was already waiting for her at the gates. The white wyvern had been loaded with extra supplies, just in case one of their members were hurt on their travels. Luckily enough, the beast was not extremely weighed down; the small bags simply rubbed against each other as Icarus moved slightly, the buckles on the belts that tied the cargo down chiming in a song-like fashion. Rhea raised a hand to stroke the wyvern's thick neck, noting that his scales were warm instead of cold. Good. He's ready for travel, the woman thought idly. It would be difficult to drag a sluggish wyvern behind her; it would have certainly been a hindrance. Rhea made sure to wait beside Icarus, the creature nudging her shoulder impatiently as she leaned against his shoulder. If, for some reason, there weren't enough horses, then someone could join her on his back. She certainly hoped that wasn't the case-- she had to muzzle Icarus in fear of him biting anyone, already. "What is taking them so long?" Rhea thought aloud as she turned to hook her satchel to Icarus' saddle. It couldn't take that long to get to the gates, could it?
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