I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...
Yeah, right.
A few things about me...
No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen.
I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.
I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.
Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...
I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???)
-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.
-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.
-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.
-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths... -I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'... -If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...
Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!
*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*
Despite Jace telling himself over and over that he simply didn't care what Basil did in his own time, he couldn't believe his own words. He eventually fell to the back of the pack to keep a close eye out on the two newcomers but was beginning to wish he hadn't. No matter how much he tried to pry his gaze from them, he couldn't stop glaring at the back of the ghoul's skull as he and Basil conversed with one another. They seemed to be hitting it off very well and it made him wonder just what had occurred in his...medical absence. Had they made some type of agreement that they weren't telling him when he was unconscious? No matter how much he tried to understand, the more he begun to wonder what made the ghoul so likeable in Basil's eyes. In all the years Jace had known him, he had been the loner aside from himself and didn't have any other friends aside from himself...he was always the only one, and now this bastard wad in the picture. He hated that he was making him jealous, a ghoul of all things. 'He is smarter than me and knows more about the mission than even I do...and I have been on this mission since the beginning.' Realizing this only made him hate the ghoul all the more. "Why aren't we going to the vault tonight?" Kaye asked once Basil walked away. She was immediately glued to Leith's side again, looking up at him. "Shouldn't we just get it over with?"
"Well, you did tell me how you felt so you obviously didn't mind answering the question." She then fell silent for a moment before adding, "just to let you know...there is more to the story than you realize or care to comprehend. I see how that guy looks at you...that isn't just friendship..."
Jace had been lounging behind a tree nearby enough to hear what they had said. He clenched and unclenched his jaw a few times, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over him. He didnt know what to think of that statement, but didnt appreciate a stranger saying such things about him when he wasnt present. 'Dammit...I am not in love with my best friend... "I am ready to get on the road, Basil," he said, not looking at any of them. He decided it was easier to ignore it rather than have to confront it.
Kaye gasped and turned to glare at Leith. She crossed her arms to prevent from slapping him. "I am plenty smart, thank you! And you are not here to offer an opinion; that is my job! You are here to be quiet, dumb, and pull that trigger when needed!" She knew she was being an ass but so was he! Unlike him, though, she would feel guilty for it later when she came down from her high. She then turned to look at the other guy. "To me...it looks like he wouldn't have lasted this long without you." She gave him a small smile that was actually genuine. "Can I ask you a serious question? Are you sure nothing is happening between the two of you?" For once she wasn't speaking in a mocking tone.
"So you and your boyfriend are going to save the Deeper South?" Kaye said excitedly. "This G.E.C.K. sounds really important. Do you think it is really going to work?" She then leaned forward to Basil and whispered, "just my opinion, I don't think would allow Mr. Broody over there work on it. It could just be me, bit doesn't look like he has much upstairs if you know what I mean." Once Jace walked off, he let out a stream of curses at the given situation. he couldn't believe Basil had took it upon himself to tell these complete strangers about the G.E.C.K. He knew that it would benefit in the well-being of all of them in the end, but he didn't trust scavengers and merchants for they were ever only in it for one thing and one thing only...caps. Money did odd things to people and turned the purest of individuals into cold-hearted snakes. And he simply did not want to compromise this mission more than it had to be. He didn't know how far he had walked off, but he kept turning around occasionally to make sure Basil was still within sight. Deep down, he wished they tried something just so he had the chance to blow their heads off their shoulders. As they were mere ants in the distance, though, he doubted he would be able shoot them at this distance. So he started his slow trek back, gun in hand.
Jace gritted his teeth in anger, hating the fact that the ghoul knew more about the G.E.C.K. than he did. He knew he wasn't a genius, but as he shared a sidelong glance at Basil, he saw the excitement and looked impressed by the guy's knowledge. He managed to stand up on staggering feet, feeling his strength coming back a little more. He turned away from them all and slowly staggered off. "I won't be far. You seem to have things under control here," he said before walking towards the ghoul. As he passed, he paused beside him and turned to glare in his direction. "Basil isn't a naive child. he knows what he is doing...I think, and the next time you mock him I will peel the rest of what skin you have left off your slimy bones." He then continuef to walk off, not even sparing him a glance. How could Basil give them any information about their mission? He didn't trust them any more than he could throw them and in his current state, that wasn't far. Kaye didn't even pay attention at his retreating form as she was intrigued, listening attentively. "You mean there is hope for this dry hunk of dirt?"
Every muscle in Jace's body tensed when the ghoul mentioned the G.E.C.K. He spared a glance at Basil, glaring at him angrily for a moment before looking at the ghoul as emotionless as possible. "There are no more G.E.C.K.'s in this region even if we were looking for one." "I am lost. What is this G.E.C.K.?" Kaye asked, looking Leith. "It sounds important." "They are only rumored to exist. If anyone has found a working one recently then chances are they are lying." "Yeah, but what is it?"
Even as Jace listened to what Basil had said, he was still blushing madly. He couldn't believe someone was so audacious to say such words, especially this little girl. Was she even old enough to know of such things? "I don't trust them," he whispered back to Basil, giving him a stern look. "I do not care if they saved my life; our mission is too sensitive to allow room for such nuances...that is the right word...right?" "Can you believe this guy?" Kaye said, pointing at Jace and shaking her head in exasperation. She then looked at Jace, suddenly serious. "Listen now. You have not paid us and we will get our payment whether you like it or not. We are coming with you or we will shoot you dead where you stand and drain your blood to get my radaway back." "You would really go that far to get your way?" Jace wasn't frightened, just disturbed at tje image. If it had been Basil they were threatening, though, that would be a different story. "Me? God, no. That would be too disgusting." Jace fell deadpan, not understanding this girl at all. This girl must have fried her brains on chems or something...
Jace took a long pause before finally lowering his gun. "No," Jace finally said, glaring at them. "I beg your pardon?" Kaye said, crossing her arms. "Take your caps and get out of here. You ain't going with us." "That's funny, you think you really have an option." "Take your payment and get the fuck out of here. This isn't a tag-a-long party. We have business to attend to." How could Basil make this decision without him? He turned to look at Basil. "Oh...I get it. You don't want us to intrude on you and your boyfriend." Jace's face turned redder than a tomato. "I-I am not his boyfriend!" he stammered. "He is my partner! We share everything together and-" "Share body fluids. It's okay. It is adorable." She loved making him nervous.
Jace almost jumped out of his skin when Basil spoke, not having expected his close proximity. He spared a glance at Basil, looking him up and down. "Did these people hurt you?" "Is this any way to treat the people who saved your cute ass?" Kaye said, fake pouting. Jace looked between the girl and the ghoul."Is that true, Basil?"
"Then its settled! You will come with us to be the manly man you are to protect the damsel in distress." Kaye smiled at him before winking and turned away from him, petting the brahmin. Jace groaned softly as he started to come to, feeling as if he had been shot out of a fat man rocket launcher. Everything hurt with a dull ache, but his side was really sore. He didn't remember much that had transpired in the past few hours aside from being sick, but he hadn't known they were travelling. Nothing looked familiar and was wondering if he had actually walked all this way or if Basil carried him. Most definitely the former, he decided. "Basil?" He slowly sat up and let out another groan. His vision had returned and he could see fine once more. The first thing his eyes fell upon we of Kaye and the ghoul. He tensed and quickly grabbed for his hunting rifle and aimed it at the ghoul first, who looked like the biggest threat. "Who hell are you?!" he exclaimed, fighting to his feet. He was still extremely weak and fell back to his knees, but kept his wavering gun sights on the ghoul.
I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...
Yeah, right.
[b]A few things about me...[/b]
No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen.
I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.
I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.
Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...
I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???)
-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.
-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.
-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.
-Pirates...
-Apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic themes...
-Angels and demons, judgement day...
-Aliens meets ancient astronaut theory...
-Gladiator-type games...
-Anything supernatural...
-Zombie invasion...
-Alien invasion...
-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths...
-I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'...
-If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...
Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!
*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...<br><br>Yeah, right.<br><br><span class="bb-b">A few things about me...</span><br><br> No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen. <br><br> I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.<br><br> I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.<br><br> Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...<br><br> I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???) <br><br>-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.<br><br>-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.<br><br>-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.<br><br>-Pirates...<br>-Apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic themes...<br>-Angels and demons, judgement day...<br>-Aliens meets ancient astronaut theory...<br>-Gladiator-type games...<br>-Anything supernatural...<br>-Zombie invasion...<br>-Alien invasion...<br><br>-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths...<br>-I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'...<br>-If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...<br><br>Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!<br><br>*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*</div>
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