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8 yrs ago
Current 78.media.tumblr.com/ac13757… - mfw people ask for incest ships
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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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8 yrs ago
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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9 yrs ago
Posts will be delayed until wednesday, my dudes. Got some uni wori to catch up on.
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Bio



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.





Current Active Roleplays:
CURRENTLY UPDATING
The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention
The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion - Crimson Skies (GM)
Escaping the Blight (1x1)


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Woo, glad to find this! Mind if I reserve Enchantress as the mother of one of my characters?

@karamonnom

Sorry, but I think I'm going to have to drop this one, bud. Too many RP's at once are kinda frazzling my brain. Excellent idea though - hope you guys have fun with it!
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But did he make the Argonians pay for it?


Jarl Drumpf strikes again. Let's hope he doesn't become High King.
Sorry for the delay - Rhasha's post is all done. :)
With a few more swings of his axe, Rhasha'Dar was finally able to kill the wraith focusing on him - he'd suffered a few frost burns to the arms, but nothing overly serious. His fur had protected him for the most part, and he once again thought that the Men and Mer of Nirn truly suffered without it - although he had a feeling Sevine would be horrified to see he'd lost some small patches to the frost.

Rhasha was thankful to the Gods that nobody had perished - they'd seen enough death recently. They were even able to save the two who they had come to rescue - and their purposes interested Rhasha immensely. A priest of Azurah, and a Khajiiti follower - both somehow alive after all they had been through. Indeed, upon listening to their story, Rhasha found himself both sympathetic to their plight, and frankly amazed they'd lasted this long - not that Dumhuvud was making it any easier, that was. Watching on with a glare directed at the back of the Cat-Kicker's head, Rhasha'Dar's gaze softened completely as he looked upon R'ihanna and Kattun.

"This one should be able to heal your wounds - let us get to the warmth first." Helping the frail Khajiiti woman onboard the ship, Rhasha inclined his head in thanks towards Leif as he offered his help.

"Many thanks, Leif. If your friend Orvar or anyone else has need of potions, you need only ask." Having re-stocked at various points between Windhelm and Dawnstar before leaving, Rhasha had plenty of ingredients - even a few pre-brewed potions given to him by the caravan.

Taking the shivering pair down into the ship, he set them by one of the braziers before retrieving his supplies. Kattun had to be seen too first, with his frost-bitten hands. There wasn't much healthy colour left to the fingertips, but after gently rubbing them and having Kattun down a few potions, the feeling began to come back in painful pins and needles. Still, it was better than the flesh being dead. Although skillful enough in potions and their properties, Rhasha didn't know much about amputations.

As for R'ihanna, she mostly seemed to be just suffering from the cold and slight malnutrition. As he checked her over, Rhasha could see some old wounds that had already healed over, but she apparently was in no sort of pain. Giving her a resist frost potion in the hopes it would quell her shivering, Rhasha offered up a smile to them both.

"This one thinks it is a shame you did not reach the shrine of Azurah - it is a magnificent thing, and this one feels warmth in his heart knowing he had seen her beauty." At this, he paused, realising he had not yet introduced himself. "This one is named Rhasha'Dar - and he hopes you reach your destination soon, after this mess is taken care of. Now, perhaps this one should take you to the galley, yes? Nothing more but rest and food will heal you both now."
I was introduced to the DA Universe just two months ago, and have been obsessed with it since then. Definitely interested!
@gcold

Aye, I'll get something up for him pretty soon. :)
Going to get a post up soon, just had some exams to deal with this week is all. :)
Angel di Diavolo






Watching on at the excited French exchange going on with a grin, Angel tried to pick up on what they were saying - but alas, for all the similarities between Italian and French, Nick and the newcomer were going too fast for her. At their interactions with one another, her first assumption was perhaps boyfriends? But as they continued talking, Angel could see something more than that - platonic, certainly, but stronger than some dumb guy crush too. They didn't look close enough to be brothers, but they could have easily passed as them, in her opinion.

As for Garret, their newcomer, she scanned his face, momentarily confused. Had she seen him before? There was something familiar about him - his face, his voice.

Pausing in her racking of her brains as Rain began speaking, Angel's smile returned as the other girl mentioned what her powers were.
"Super speed?! È fantastico! I'd love to have something like that - all I get is sparky fingers that only work how I want maybe two times out of five." Said with a jokingly tired sigh, her eyes then darting back to Will as the motormouth kicked off again. Sheesh, did the kid never shut up?

Judging by what Will blurted out with, things clicked into place in her memory. She had seen Garret before! At the Avenger's tower, when she'd been there last week. They'd been nice enough to let her stay until everything was settled with Avenger's academy - besides, she hadn't really been in a good state to travel anywhere. Just getting to the damn tower in the first place had been hell - Angel had been scared witless that she was going to pass out or something again in the middle of flying. Anyway, she'd briefly seen him - either heard his voice in the distance, saw him with either Black Widow or Hawkeye, but never had any proper contact with him. Deciding that now wouldn't be the time to bring it up - Angel instead turned her attention to yet another girl boarding the jet. Upon hearing her talk, Angel was astounded to realise what country they'd landed in - did they really just cross the Atlantic in a manner of minutes?

"This jet is better than I thought - doesn't just look good, it is good. I wonder what kind of firepower it has?" The thought was an exciting one - although she didn't use them herself, Angel enjoyed a good gun. Hell, she admired any kind of sexy looking machinery - especially things like vehicles. this jet, classic cars...Oooh, Harley motorcycles. Goddamn.

During her swift hello to Jen, and then a content daydream about motorbikes or taking this jet for a joyride, yet another passenger boarded. Looks like they were back in the states, if one were to assume from the guy's outfit and accent. In fact, this had been the first cowboy Angel had met. Sure, she'd seen plenty of Texan barons that her father mingled with, all of them wearing those stupid white suits and bolo ties - and awful ten gallon hats - but this guy was a proper cowboy, right down to the boots.

When she was younger, living in Italy, her aunt and uncle had lived out in the countryside, with a gorgeous farm that had horses. A distinct lack of cowboys in Italy, naturally, but the horses were glorious. The amount of times she'd visited as a child just to watch them run free in the fields, or to groom them in the stables, were countless. Yet another thing he missed of her home - and the subtle smell of horses that Scott had brought onboard with him just brought all those memories back.

"Ciao! Nice to have you onboard!" She welcomed him from her seat with a friendly grin, considering the guy looked kind of skittish to be here. Perhaps he was claustrophobic? Or didn't enjoy flying? Whatever it was, she felt the need to try and make him feel somewhat better. He reminded her of her cousin, in a way - he'd practically lived in the stables with damn horses, much to the ire of his parents. Naturally, at that age, he was more of an older brother to her than just extended family.
AHHHHH SORRY FOR MY DELAY

Exam stress caught me, but I have just an easy one to worry about tomorrow for the rest of this week, so I'll get a post done now. :)

P.S. Our new cowboy is a sweetie. <3
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