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STATUS: Striving for exploration, developing creativity, immersing into fantasy. 9 yrs ago
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The rules I type by.

1.Ask first type second. I try to include the person (private or ooc) I am typing to during the creative process especially if its a physical action.
2.I am casual to very low advanced. Two paragraph minimum. I do have a fickled muse.
3.I dislike large groups. When it falls apart or gets paused because of one person it leaves a scar that creates resentment. So If I choose to quit I'd rather it be a one on one. I will make every effort to tell those concerned.
4.I am +20 so I can fade to black or not. I also curse when character is in extreme stress, mad, shot, being chased by dogs, falling from a height of over ten feet, ect.
5.will add if needed....

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In One night → 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
It was cold with a clear view of the night sky. Jack stood with her back to the helm and her eyes on the sea. The sound of the soft lapping waves beneath the ship as it sailed through the night sky was soothing. The new improvement to the ship was hard on her sea legs as the boat didn't rock nearly as munch. The wind was still the same. And she kept the keel low to the water to better enjoy the sea air. The name of her ship was a thoughtless one but it fit. The shallows flew under the same flag she had flown all those years ago. Still sea worthy the new addition from her last encounter made her even more of a threat.

The shallows armament consisted of twenty cannons and a small but loyal crew of deviants.(TBC)))
In One night → 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Name: Jacquleen Romov Age:27


Bio: Born of a saloon wench, Jac found life to be cruel. As soon as she could walk she was working for the bar. Cleaning tables, floors, dishes, and more.When not cleaning, she learned to fleece her mothers clients. On her own time, on slow nights, to fight the orphan kids for food. Jac would listen to the patrons tales of adventure. As the years went by, she would vow to get out and see the world.

Jac did get out. The day she was tall enough she set out to be a ship hand. Her hair short and with her body still flat she signed on as Jack. Learning trades by watching the others, she was a fast study. Knots, navigation, reading the wind, Jack soaked it all in as easy as she did the sights at port. The islands they charted and the clear blue sea water was all her treasure. The boat was her family, and the sea her home.

They flew under the pirate flag so combat was also a part of her life. The the canon roar with the ring of swords made a symphony to her blood. Jack took her first life still young but not without a price. The crew at the end cheered as Jack raised her sword and smiled. While a streak of blood ran down her cheek. The loss of the eye made her wit sharper. She won more fights, evading death over and over again. She was soon one of the more respected members of the crew.

Then when the time came to replace the fallen captain it was decided that Captain jack be the man for the job. They sailed to a friendly port and as most of the crew was ashore Jack took a small band of mates and sailed away with the ship.
In One night → 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
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In similar → 9 yrs ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
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