Midnight Howl

The Comedy of Errors (Original Mericorp Production featuring Bethy White)

>hates doctors
>is an MD. LMNOP with a Phd
the plot thickens

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

did not happen

The Comedy of Errors (Original Mericorp Production featuring Bethy White)

~Lady LibBethty of the Murican Isles~

Rain.

For some reason, she'd never known of a time that it cut to the bone like in this moment. Long brown hair, once neatly curled, now found itself plastered to the edges of her cheeks, as loose tendrils danced wildly in the wind. Her thoughts became lost in flashes of the past, like childhood photos in a disarrayed mass on the bedroom floor of her mind. The figure before her shifted slightly; she knew everything about that him, even the details about his narwhal martini glass tattoo. Or rather, that was then. The person it front of her now? Of that she couldn’t be sure.

Fist clenched in tight balls on either side of her frame, knuckles white from the pressure. “I told myself I wouldn’t be angry the first time I saw you. That I’d simply ask how you were doing and be on my way…but I can’t! Not after what you did…what you said….” . Face drenched in the storm, there was no way of telling if tears found an escape to the surface.

"Cut, Cut, CUT! First of all, but this is the filming of Back to the Future. Not some telenovela! Secondly, just who are you and how did you even get on my stage?!” The director threw his script dramatically into the air while gesturing for security.

Eyes flipped between the shadow and the impeding guards, the water now shut off from the taps above. Awe, hell. Grabbing his arm, she made a dash for the future car, tossing him in the passenger seat before climbing in on the other side. Throwing the keys in the ignition she began ranting, “This is all your fault you know. You couldn’t be found at a park or McDonald’s like a normal person. Noooooo, had to be on a movie set.” Reversing she whipped the vehicle around landing mere inches from the director’s chair. Rolling down the window, she threw a cup of water in his face. “We were having a moment, thank you very much!”

Stick in drive and foot heavily on the gas, wheels screeched reluctantly against the concrete floor. Busting through the garage opening, the pair disappeared into a cloud of dust.

The Comedy of Errors (Original Mericorp Production featuring Bethy White)

Lady LibBethty of the Murican Isles:

Any Variation of Her Name with a Pun is Acceptable

21 years young:

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Looks:

Generally she uses her eyes for this, but as she wears glasses the reliability here can waver a bit. They are blue, green, grey depending on her mood (as she is a woman and overly emotional this changes frequently). She has long brown, its majesty reaching its prime when the wind is blowing it into her face like a fabulous twister of death, asphyxiating its victims. She smiles way too often.

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Personality:

A literal embodiment of puns, sass, and innuendos. Having watched too many animes, not only is she a weeb, but also fluent in Japanese. And by fluent I mean she had a dream in Japanese once (or at least that is what it seemed like) which is basically the same. A MD, Phd with her LMNOP, Bethty White is on her way to save lives. Proof of her good caretaking abilities is the living children in her basement. you can find her on craigslist as a nanny. Pls Hire After the eagle crushed her heart she spent 7 years of her life training in the mountains and is no doubt the best thumb-wrestler in the tristate area. Very corny but amaize-ing. Trained in the way of the ninja #BelieveIt She wants everyone to be genuinely happy.

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'History':

Friends for as long as Audry Bethburn can remember, she never imagined what life would have in store. Now on a journey to fight for her past, she is desperately trying to understand the series of events that lead to that solemn night. At the end of the line there is no telling if what she will find is closure or the final blow to the memories she once held so dear.

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Other:

Meri is a dumb dumb L 7 weenie. Both of them can apparently time travel and are full of hidden talents.

The Comedy of Errors (Original Mericorp Production featuring Bethy White)

Disclaimer:
You are about to enter a roller coaster of emotions that will make you laugh, cry, blame the government, and kick random hippie drum circles off your lawn. Viewer discretion is advised.

Cue Morgan Freeman Voice which is literally just Vari since he is all this company can afford

A long long time ago...so long (in fact) that I can still remember how that music used to make them smile. If only they were given a chance, perhaps they could have made those people dance. Maybe they'd been happy for a while. Yet while pacing the pews of a church corridor, Lady Beth couldn't help but hear an exchanging of words. Ever since she was a just a girl she imagined a day like today, a paradise, only for it to fly out of her reach (honestly what do you expect from an Eagle?) A slim hand covered her mouth as tears began rolling down her cheeks. They could have had it all. Chiming in, the eagle inquired, "Is too late to apologize?!" from the top of his lungs, but she was gone, disappearing into a black night. Was there hope to be found? Or in the end does it not even matter?

Welcome To the Show~

How can we help improve RPGuild? Community suggestions and discussion.

<Snipped quote by Buddha>

I am going to go ahead and put my two cents in and say HELL NO!

I am also going to guess that you probably DON'T roleplay in the Arena. But believe you me there are still people that is use. Me for example. And the last thing I want is to go hunting down the only RP section I even use on this site.

You opinion is a P.O.S and so are you.

I want to say it again since there is another post from you talking about it: Leave the Arena alone. Throw out ideas to merge other shit but leave the Arena alone.

And yes; I am VERY salty about this.

AND! Arena RP is not the same as 1x1 at all.

@Xavier Bloodbayne

I would like to point out several aspects for a moment.

Firstly, I would like you to consider that Buddha's comment about Arena is not an attack on the forum type itself. He is merely stating it could very easily be placed into another category. Mind you this is his point of view and a mere suggestion, not law. It would be best for all members participating in this discussion to keep a level head. Yelling insults will not solve anything and we are trying to keep this conversation from being locked.

Consider that it isn't making arena go away entirely but allowing the rps in general to be merged into better categories. One of the issues with the site is people getting defensive over their cliques. Not once was it stated that Arena should not be allowed.

Forgotten Realms: Adventures of Faerun

Rin is either going to come out of this with a friend, dead, or a friend who sometimes tries to kill her. I'm aiming for the #SasukeNarutoComplex XD

Forgotten Realms: Adventures of Faerun

Eyes curiously followed each member as they trickled out of the room, majority of the group making their way to the tavern, no doubt. Alfirineth followed behind the group without a word, the tensions already high enough. Split judgements seem to be running amuck though they had only been together for a matter of minutes. A girl with brown hair and muted tones gave her a peculiar look that unsettled her slightly. At the least she didn't know how to interpret it just yet. Her interest was certainly peaked. They say trust is earned. Would she be able to gain such an ideal in the midst of paranoia? These thoughts wandered about as Rin half listened to directions. She wouldn't need to go to a blacksmith, preferring to work on her own equipment herself. The bow was freshly strung and tuned to her liking. On her back the quiver filled with arrows created just before her journey across the Moonsea, balanced accordingly. Medicinal herbs, on the other hand? The nearest alchemy shop would be her goal, perhaps even taking a walk around the area to find some on her own.

Pulling her hood down, she shook out her hair, while taking in a long breath of air. She stopped in her tracks, watching as the rest of the group piled into the tavern as a smile crossed her lips. "At the very least perhaps they can bond over a strong ale. By Mielikki maybe they won't be so stiff." Spinning on her heels, the figure began following one of the many sideroads in hopes of happening across her destination. It'd been awhile since she'd come to a city quite so lively. People bustled about, Rin having to make herself small to fit through the crowds. In the distance were various shops of food, jewels, and trinkets that promised to be from far away lands. The sound of metal against metal rang in the distance attracting her gaze to the blacksmith shop just in time to see the paladin enter. She's probably wanting her armor or blade improved. The musky scent of the earth became lost as she passed a bakery, where she ended up spending a few coin on a whim, only to end up giving her snack to a beggar later down the road.

After countless turnarounds she finally found what she'd been looking for, a small alchemy shop fitting itself snugly between houses. Pulling the wooden door open Rin found the inside to be just as quaint. An elderly man stood behind the corner as a woman (probably his wife) continued grinding at a mortar, a soft yellow powder contrasting brightly against the dark grey stone. Alfirineth nodded in greeting, immediately making her way to the shelves and casings, eyeing them for a long bit before decisively picking out her plants. Though not freshly stocked, the young elf managed to find most of what she needed. Placing them on the counter, the girl began digging for the payment and setting it next to the merchandise. Looking over her shoulder at the pedestal, wondering if she could use it her thoughts were interrupted by the burly voice, "It's not often we get wood elves around here; you certainly know your stuff lass." Within minutes the girl began hearing of the man's adventures, how he came to alchemy, meeting his wife, and the journey to this town.

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So entrapped in the man's story, Rin was oblivious to the loss of time. By the moment she came back to, what needed to be powderized was, and sat in packages placed neatly beside her. Offering the man's wife a smile for the kindness, the elf organized the ingredients into her alchemy bag. "Thank you for your hospitality, but I truly must be on my way." Bowing slightly in apology, she slipped through the door disappearing into the mass once more. Turned around multiple times, or distracted by some interesting scene, it took a bit before she found the tavern. Whether the group was still there or not was beyond her. It wouldn't hurt to check.

Adam Philip's Totally Legit Laboratory For The Science!

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Adam Philip's Totally Legit Laboratory For The Science!

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Lol Also if you watch the video it totally looks like Cynder's avi is dancing to it XD