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    1. ningal700 11 yrs ago

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Almost 25, used to roleplay a ton on RS forums and miss those days. Hoping to get back into writing/reading more and more often, despite personal challenges I've faced that have made that hard to do. Any questions, just ask!

One of my favorite quotes as of right now:
If you have to ask the question, you wouldn't understand my answer.

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Alytra looked up upon hearing approaching footsteps, and a male's voice asking her a question, her trance broken. At least she assumed that it was her he was addressing, because no one else was close enough to have heard what he said. She looked up and knew that she had seen his face around, if only a few times, but couldn't guess his name for the life of her. She did notice his pretty eyes and the way that he held himself exerted an air of confidence, despite the feelings of utter paranoia that he must have been experiencing, if his emotions mirrored hers at all.

What haven't they done to me? she thought to herself, letting out an irritated huff of breath. "You know," she stared at him bitterly, "I'm not quite sure that I really know what all they did to me. They stuck another fucking I.V. into me, and then pumped me full of unidentifiable liquids. I'm sure it's just some sort of antidepressant." She wasn't sure at all, but after her stunt earlier she wasn't wanting to cause any more trouble for Remmington and her staff, and she planned to avoid Jason at all costs for the remainder of the evening. "To be honest, I'm not even sure how long I was back there... Do you have any idea?" she inquired of the young man, dazedly. Even in a haze, Alytra had to admit that he was a rather fine looking boy, especially for Remmington's, albeit a bit pale and lifeless-looking.
It's no problem, just post whenever you want/can, and I'll do the same (:
Ok haha I posted something up, but if you were going to say something that you already started working on and it conflicts with what i just said, feel free to post it anyway :P And ok, thank you, I will check it out for sure!!!
What seemed like many hours later, Alytra stumbled out of the office room that she had been dragged into by Dr. Remmington, Martinez, and Smith after her attempted escape. She felt dazed and delirious, her eyes shifted back and forth slowly and she tried to regain equilibrium, to no avail. They had definitely drugged her severely, she thought, because she felt totally out of it and it was next to impossible to walk straight. She swayed back and forth a bit as Remmington opened her mouth. "Now, Alytra, you know that here in my institute I like to run a tight ship, and it is my goal as the head supervisor to make certain that we avoid these kind of.... Confrontations, like the one that you caused earlier. I know that you must feel a bit loopy, but don't worry, it'll pass.. Eventually. And remember, dear, this is in your best interest. Now, go enjoy the rest of your evening, and don't try anything else. I hope you've learned your lesson." And with that, Remmington turned on her heel and stalked off down the hall towards her own personal office.

But Alytra was sure of one thing. She knew, that if it was up to Jason, she might "learn her lesson" much better later that night.. She shuddered at the thought. Meanwhile, Martinez was taking some notes down onto her clipboard, and Smith stood there awkwardly, and finally cleared his throat. "Umm... Well, I guess you're free to go now, Alytra... See you later." Martinez shot him an angry glance. Smith knew that he wasn't supposed to display any kind of compassion or friendliness towards the patients. The two of them turned simultaneously and moved in the same direction that Remmington had previously, to Hall A, where all of the offices were.

Alytra stood, alone, still completely faded and a bit traumatized as well. "Yeah, right..." Alytra muttered under her breath, "Free to go my ass." She began walking towards the lounge, as it was so poorly named, where all of the other patients, or rather, inmates, hung out during their free time. It was that or the bathrooms, and she didn't have to pee right now; at least, she didn't think so, but with how drugged up she was right now it was a possibility.

Upon reaching the lounge, Alytra drifted slowly over to the couch that was placed in front of one of the few windows in the entire facility, and slumped down, staring at the rays of light that filtered through the glass panes. Her eyes were locked onto the rays, and it was as if she were in a trance.
It's wonderful!!! I'm so happy haha. Thank you for posting it up! :D I will move it over to the character tab immediately, and feel free to post IC whenever. I'll try and come up with a creative starter-post. Any particular room number that you'd like me to put you in? It just has to be in Hall B or Hall C.

Actually, you can move it over yourself into the Character section, because I'm not sure how to do so whilst keeping the picture in tact, and you seem to be experienced with the site!! Thanks (:

Name: Maraya Mylidia

Nicknames/Aliases: Raya

Gender: Female

Birthday: Unspecified

Age: 19

Class: Assassin

Occupation: She is a thief or an assassin when hired, and basically a loner. She wanders around doing odd jobs... For a price.

Species: Elf, she has the capacity to use some minor telepathy with those she feels a strong connection to/concentrates on (if allowed).

Appearance: Maraya stands at a height of 6'1", and has long, muscular legs. She isn't gangly, though, and knows how to hold herself. She has a pale skin tone and is rather slender, and her long black hair falls to her mid back. Her bangs also lays across her eyes, which are a crystal blue. She typically lines her eyes with black, and has fairly pale skin that gives her a dark look. She has cuts on her left wrist... self explanatory, many believe. Her air is one that says, stay back. (Also, my current personal avatar was created based off of her).

Clothing Style: She typically wears long, dark robes, varying in shades from purple to red to black. At the current time, they are black. They are slightly tight-fitting, with enough room to move around comfortably but not to get caught on something. Her shoes are usually brown boots, covered by the robes. Also, she carries a small knife, hidden in a sheath inside of her robes. She wields a silver, gleaming sword, enchanted with magic to keep it strong and dependable as well. It hangs by it's ebony tinted hilt from her waistline.

Personality: Raya has a complex personality. She is generally dark and mysterious, and doesn't talk to many people unless they speak first. However, once you get to know her, you find she is quite talkative, indignant, and has a lot on her mind. She radiates independence and is stubborn as an ox, and is always honest when she speaks, whether or not this sincerity is reflected in her actions. She can be skillful and precise when neccesary, and sneaks around, but oddly enough she is also a bit accident-prone for being an assassin. She's highly intelligent and always has a sarcastic quip. She can be emotional, but it's rarely displayed to anyone who hardly knows her. She is not always to be trusted, but also not to be ignored.

Likes: She loves many animals.She has a passion for cooking that she can't express often, and is into poetry and writing, and rare drawing. She thoroughly loves music, although she admits this to few.

Dislikes: She has a secret intense fear of arachnids. She's also afraid of commitment/sharing emotions and feelings.

Past/History: Raya has a dark past, and at this rate, an even darker future. She was abandoned and made to fend for herself at a young age, and knows nothing of what has happened to her family, if she has any still alive. She has been moving around for several years, travelling as she feels fit, and works odd jobs to make ends meet, from servitude to inn-keeping. She carries a brown backpack full of things she needs to survive her constant travel, but it's not enough to weigh her down. She also has a small pouch hidden within her robes that carries as much of the local currency as she can earn... or scavenge. She does not like to share anything important or anything else that she does remember from her past with anyone, usually. She believes it is her information to know where she's been, and where she's going.
FYI I have classes at my university Monday through Friday, but should have no problem checking here in the afternoons and evenings/nights. Just not in the morning or during the day sometimes. I'll try my best though, I'd love if anyone would want to give this storyline a shot with me (:
Maybe interested. Maybe. Not sure. I see that you keep closing and re-opening this. I'm new to this site but not to roleplaying itself. I would be willing to try your paranormal thing. It would just take some practice for me to get back to my roots, I feel. I can play a male or female character. I can do with or without romance/sex. I'll try not to cuss for your sake or to be a total pervert, even though I am, because I'm honestly just dying to jump into a roleplay with someone. Let me know what you're thinking. Good luck.
Thank you all, I certainly have (: I shall indeed be on the lookout!
Omg, okay! That'd be great, if either or both of you can I'd be so happy!! I'm just itching to roleplay :D I'll check back as frequently as I am able! (:
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