MiddleEarthRoze
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8 yrs ago
I can't believe I've stuck myself with three girls for all of next year who think screaming, shrieking and making sex noises consists of banter. -_-
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Pepsi Max ftw!!!
8 yrs ago
The facts and lore of a specific universe: Canon. A large piece of artillery used to shoot shells: Cannon. Writers, please learn the goddamn difference. This has been a public service announcement.
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Posts will be delayed until wednesday, my dudes. Got some uni wori to catch up on.
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Howdy all! I figured it was about time I spruced up my bio section. Or, y'know. Wrote something in it other than WIP.
So! Things to know about my mostly-good self:
I'm a 20 year old female, hailing from a not-so-small town in the north east of England. I'm currently about a third through my second year at Uni, and have made some awesome friends there so far. I also debate. That's always fun - arguing has always been an annoying trait (for others, that is) of mine, so putting it into something one can have on their CV is great. The competitions are super fun too. Anyway, roleplaying.
If you've known me for a short or long while, you'll likely know what an absolute slut for fantasy I am. High fantasy to low, I love those kind of roleplays and will nearly always be interested in new ones that crop up. The same applies for Sci-Fi, but at the moment, I'm not feeling inspiration for a good ol' spacefaring RP. Gotta get the Mass Effect out again, get me craving some Turian booty again. However, I won't go for only these ones. SoL can interest me if they're run properly, alongside horror, mystery, romance, etc. I won't ignore something simply because it doesn't have magic or flying bears in it or something. As for level, I like to consider my writing high-casual to low-advanced. Hopefully others will agree with me on that one, haha. Anyway, here's a list of specific fandoms I enjoy, kind of in order of preference:
- Lord of the Rings Universe (Including The Hobbit)
- Dragon Age series
- Elder Scrolls
- Mass Effect Trilogy
- Star Trek (I'd love a Discovery one right now!)
- Star Wars (Specifically the time around the Prequels; while I shan't get into the whole Prequel/Original war on which is better, roleplaying makes for more excitement in the prequel era. Clone Wars guys, c'mon!)
- Buffy the Vampire Slayer
- Fringe
- Greek Mythology (PJO, but with the amount of Camp Half-Blood roleplays that have come and gone, I'd prefer one based more on the Original Mythologies)
- Norse Mythology
- Marvel
- Left 4 Dead
- The Walking Dead (Or any Post-Apocalypse Roleplay, really.)
- 'A Song of Ice and Fire' Series
- House of Night Series
- True Blood
- Deus Ex
- Blood Ties
- The Vampire Diaries (I admittedly abandoned the show and books when the plot got too boring, but I still like the Universe. I'd join a roleplay based in it, if it had original characters, that is.)
- Pacific Rim
Aaannndd I'll stop the list here before I go on forever. Basically there's a lot, particularly in the realm of fantasy. Hit me up if you want me in your roleplay, of if you'd like to do a 1x1 based around any of those areas, or even some additional ones if you think I'd be interested. I love original plots and Universes too, especially if they're done well.
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The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention
The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion - Crimson Skies (GM)
Escaping the Blight (1x1)
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Aura, I wouldn't class your character as an A ranking with those powers - it's just transforming into an animal and healing. Not capable of destroying a building or anything. Maybe a high C, low B.
Well, look on the bright side! At least the club won't die. :)
Hey, this sounds cool! I'm interested, if you'd have me? :)
Right, I've done some calculating, and as it starts at 17th, I've taken the Dragonborn's journey from Helgen to the beginning of our journey to take roughly 2 months and a day. This takes us to the 15th of Frostfall, on a cosy Middas morning. I've made a wee calender, so every time there's a timeskip, I'll be putting up the new date with my posts.
Also, if you want your character to air some opinions, but not actually voicing them to the other characters, or even perhaps foreshadowing a plot you're interested in leading, I'd recommend doing little journal entries. It's not uncommon for adventurer's to have journals, so it could be interesting, especially if you want some character development.
Also, if you want your character to air some opinions, but not actually voicing them to the other characters, or even perhaps foreshadowing a plot you're interested in leading, I'd recommend doing little journal entries. It's not uncommon for adventurer's to have journals, so it could be interesting, especially if you want some character development.
Rozalia's eyes narrowed suspiciously, keeping on the balls of her feet as the Meta entered the room. However, he did surprise her with the simplest of questions.
"Um... yeah. Some kid-soldier. I mean, he started out on the roof opposite - dumbass started shooting into the room." She answered, still regarding the man with a curious suspicion. The glowing eyes peering from the mask were eerie, and yet still all business. There din't appear to be much in them, other than the light. No hatred, no fury, no craziness. That was rare. His stance was almost military, his voice - although muffled somewhat - gave off no indication that he was actually here to hurt herself or Elijah.
"He disappeared pretty quickly.. why are you asking?" She finished, vaguely wondering if the man on the roof was with this Meta or not.
"Um... yeah. Some kid-soldier. I mean, he started out on the roof opposite - dumbass started shooting into the room." She answered, still regarding the man with a curious suspicion. The glowing eyes peering from the mask were eerie, and yet still all business. There din't appear to be much in them, other than the light. No hatred, no fury, no craziness. That was rare. His stance was almost military, his voice - although muffled somewhat - gave off no indication that he was actually here to hurt herself or Elijah.
"He disappeared pretty quickly.. why are you asking?" She finished, vaguely wondering if the man on the roof was with this Meta or not.
Hey, awesome characters, I love them! You can go ahead and post whenever!
Roze watched on uncomfortably as Elijah stumbled out of the house, unsure of whether or not to take his advice. While deciding, she swiftly returned to the bathroom, taking off her shorts and pulling on the jeans, lacing up some black combat boots and waiting hesitantly in the bathroom. Now, a few days ago, she would have been out of the back door in no time, leaving Elijah to whatever was outside. But now, after all that had happened, she felt reluctant to betray him like that. Cracking the bathroom door open, she listened to the conversation going on outside. The guy was a Meta? Perfect. She had been expecting some form of authority figure to find them first, not some Merc, as she assumed that's who he was.
FBI gonna be here any minute? She thought to herself as she listened in. A bluff? Or not? Either way, we're screwed.
Exhaling sharply, Roze lifted one clenched hand, staring at her fist with a frown, and it ignited in flickering blue light. Now, the question remained, would she be aiding or making things worse for Elijah by going out there? She had some fight left in her, but sometimes, solo work was so much more effective than two going at it, especially if a plan hadn't been worked out prior to the battle engagement.
However, she had no interest in hiding in the bathroom like some silly little maiden from a storybook, acting as a damsel in distress needing a hero to rescue her. Opening the door and stepping back into the main room, she lingered out of sight by the front door, standing by in case things took a turn for the worse for Elijah.
FBI gonna be here any minute? She thought to herself as she listened in. A bluff? Or not? Either way, we're screwed.
Exhaling sharply, Roze lifted one clenched hand, staring at her fist with a frown, and it ignited in flickering blue light. Now, the question remained, would she be aiding or making things worse for Elijah by going out there? She had some fight left in her, but sometimes, solo work was so much more effective than two going at it, especially if a plan hadn't been worked out prior to the battle engagement.
However, she had no interest in hiding in the bathroom like some silly little maiden from a storybook, acting as a damsel in distress needing a hero to rescue her. Opening the door and stepping back into the main room, she lingered out of sight by the front door, standing by in case things took a turn for the worse for Elijah.
Teal said
I understand, and I would agree with the name change, but James Elmer Mitchell is not THAT famous. If I was going to put Obama in it, I would change his name because he is the leader of the free world, and the majority of the world know who he is. Mitchell, in the other hand, got a Ph.D in Psychology and was assigned to put up a bunch of interrogation techniques, even though he was no interrogation expert.Also, I was thinking maybe you should land a post first before the clash begins? Cause I've noticed that in both of your posts, neither Nightingale nor Elijah actually considered the probability that someone may have traced the call.
Hey, I edited my post to include the tracing the phone thing - I thought I had when writing it, but it must have slipped my mind. Are you planning on showing up while they're at Elijah's hideout, or is he going to tail them to Roze's?
Roze had been quiet for the remainder of their journey, although she couldn't help a few quiet gasps of awe upon looking at the castle, it's dark silhouette looming in the distance as they crossed the calm waters of the lake. Oh, she was so going to have to swim in this water.
The views of the castle just got more spectacular as they neared, her heart thumping away in her chest at the thought of all the endless troves of knowledge hidden in those ancient walls. She felt as if walking through a dream as she and the other first-years were led along the corridors, soon reaching the Great Hall.
While watching the Sorting Hat, she wondered once more about what house she would go in. According to Legend, the hat made it's decision, but it sometimes took your choice into account. However, her eyes were drawn to a boy by the name of Magnus, who appeared to be a Metamorphagus like her. Brightening up slightly, she watched as he was put in Ravenclaw, the house she was preferring.
As her name was called out, she eased her way to the front of the line and perched herself on the stool, her hair now back to it's usual light brown; her excitement had worn off slightly, but a thrill of it returned as the hat was place don her head, it slipping down past her eyes, so the endless amount of students staring at her were blocked out.
"Hmm... another Metamorphagus? This is interesting, very interesting indeed...well, anyway, let's take a look at you." It paused for a split second before talking again. "A decent amount of bravery - and stubbornness." It gave a chuckle. "Both excellent traits for Gryffindor. However, there's some cunning in there for Slytherin. A kind heart for Hufflepuff... ah. And the thirst for knowledge. Very interested in that, aren't you? Well, I suppose it should better be...RAVENCLAW!" The hat shouted the final word, and it was removed suddenly from her head. Blinking in the sudden return of the light, she grinned at the realization she was getting in the house she had wanted to, and she practically skipped to her new table, gaining various welcomes and handshakes from the denizens of the house. Settling herself next to Magnus, she gave him a grin.
"Hey. I'm Roze. Nice to see someone like me here." She said cheerfully, pulling one of her curls slightly; the blonde/happy colour had erupted from her roots immediately after the hat was removed, making it obvious that it wasn't any ordinary hair.
The views of the castle just got more spectacular as they neared, her heart thumping away in her chest at the thought of all the endless troves of knowledge hidden in those ancient walls. She felt as if walking through a dream as she and the other first-years were led along the corridors, soon reaching the Great Hall.
While watching the Sorting Hat, she wondered once more about what house she would go in. According to Legend, the hat made it's decision, but it sometimes took your choice into account. However, her eyes were drawn to a boy by the name of Magnus, who appeared to be a Metamorphagus like her. Brightening up slightly, she watched as he was put in Ravenclaw, the house she was preferring.
As her name was called out, she eased her way to the front of the line and perched herself on the stool, her hair now back to it's usual light brown; her excitement had worn off slightly, but a thrill of it returned as the hat was place don her head, it slipping down past her eyes, so the endless amount of students staring at her were blocked out.
"Hmm... another Metamorphagus? This is interesting, very interesting indeed...well, anyway, let's take a look at you." It paused for a split second before talking again. "A decent amount of bravery - and stubbornness." It gave a chuckle. "Both excellent traits for Gryffindor. However, there's some cunning in there for Slytherin. A kind heart for Hufflepuff... ah. And the thirst for knowledge. Very interested in that, aren't you? Well, I suppose it should better be...RAVENCLAW!" The hat shouted the final word, and it was removed suddenly from her head. Blinking in the sudden return of the light, she grinned at the realization she was getting in the house she had wanted to, and she practically skipped to her new table, gaining various welcomes and handshakes from the denizens of the house. Settling herself next to Magnus, she gave him a grin.
"Hey. I'm Roze. Nice to see someone like me here." She said cheerfully, pulling one of her curls slightly; the blonde/happy colour had erupted from her roots immediately after the hat was removed, making it obvious that it wasn't any ordinary hair.
Yeah, when I joined I honestly thought there'd be more, which is why I'm glad I made this one. Are you interested at all?
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