"my less of a plan, and more of a go in and wreck stuff. I like it," Dues said purring her tail swishing behind her.
Which ended in a curled S shape.
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STATUS: Why do nightmares continue to plague me?! I hate them I preferred it when I had no dreams at this point. 2 mos ago
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Why do nightmares continue to plague me?! I hate them I preferred it when I had no dreams at this point.
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Went on my first 5 mile walk today and I feel grrrrreat! X)
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Got finals next week if I don’t post it’s because I am probably in my hole praying to the cosmos I pass
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I am a package handler at one of the many different package shipping services so the hours of 4pm to about 9pm PST I’m busy working and making that sweet sweet cheddar.
I have been a part of the role playing community for several years now, I think it’s somewhere in the teens. Not entirely sure all I do know is that I know what I like and what I don’t like, what I don’t like is ERP. I could go on a tangent about my severe distaste for ERP but I’ll save my breath. While what I do like is to play male roles and also have a couple RP’s going at the same time because then I won’t be antsy when I only have one going. It’s possible I might be an RP addict, not sure and I don’t want to go down that particular rabbit hole.
For my role play style I like to give out surprising moments that I’ve planned in advance. Along with working with my partner to converge our ideas as well to make a better story. One I wouldn’t mind going back and reading through, as I do have that habit of looking back in order to tie up any loose ends we may have left when I run out of story ideas.
I have been a part of the role playing community for several years now, I think it’s somewhere in the teens. Not entirely sure all I do know is that I know what I like and what I don’t like, what I don’t like is ERP. I could go on a tangent about my severe distaste for ERP but I’ll save my breath. While what I do like is to play male roles and also have a couple RP’s going at the same time because then I won’t be antsy when I only have one going. It’s possible I might be an RP addict, not sure and I don’t want to go down that particular rabbit hole.
For my role play style I like to give out surprising moments that I’ve planned in advance. Along with working with my partner to converge our ideas as well to make a better story. One I wouldn’t mind going back and reading through, as I do have that habit of looking back in order to tie up any loose ends we may have left when I run out of story ideas.
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"Yep, whats the plan boss man," Dues said giggling.
Dues slowly woke with a tired yawn. Her eyes slowly opening as she came out onto Kira's chest forming into her cat form. She purred as she laid atop him nuzzling her soft head into his skin.
Ronen looked at Odyssia for a long while as he thought about Hades. He soon nodded, and took the necklace back around his neck.
"How can I help? I can do jack diddly shit against these titans. I'm more of a burden then any actual help," Ronen said.
He crossed his arms as he looked at the girl. None of his weapons did anything against the titans, even the dagger Hermes gave him did was make them sick. He hated this feeling of uselessness. He was trained not to be this way, he was trained to be a killer. But, he could not kill the ones that he was put against. It was maddening to him, and his soul seemed to cry out in rage.
"How can I help? I can do jack diddly shit against these titans. I'm more of a burden then any actual help," Ronen said.
He crossed his arms as he looked at the girl. None of his weapons did anything against the titans, even the dagger Hermes gave him did was make them sick. He hated this feeling of uselessness. He was trained not to be this way, he was trained to be a killer. But, he could not kill the ones that he was put against. It was maddening to him, and his soul seemed to cry out in rage.
Creed looked back at John smiling at the new recruit behind his mask. Though he soon got an alert that Bob was trying to send some data he raised a finger for John to hang on a second. As he began setting to work intercepting it checking for any classified data in Bob's code. He could see through it with only minor problems. Though he soon let it be sent to it's destination, the nano machines did far more then just track ones mental health, and physical health. They also monitored any data that the pilots tried to send or receive, to prevent any secret information from being leaked. He only let the pilots know what was important at the time.
He then turned back to John, and offered his hand to him.
"My name is Creed, I'm the project manager. I know exactly who you are, after all I was the one that picked you. Along with every pilot for Project Roboticka," He said chuckling softly.
He moved through the line, and saw the fresh amazing food. It was actual food biscuits, mashed potatoes, and real meat. Creed broke into a happy dance as he got his food, as he was more then ecstatic to finally get something other then grey mush.
Saren walked to the training room, figuring he'd practice his forms. Seeing as it helped him to concentrate, and push past the memories. It was incredibly therapeutic to have a sword in his hands. Only to be surprised by strange bed like tube things with helmets. One of the scientists approached Saren.
"What training would you like? Solo training or group training? Along with what weapon would you like to train with? Or do you wish to practice with your mech," they asked.
"Uh solo, and sword please," Saren said.
The scientist nodded, and walked away to a lit up bed that whirred slightly. The scientist typed away at a touch screen, and then motioned for Saren to lay down. Saren gulped nervously as he had no idea what was going on. Then laid down, and the scientist put the helmet on. Then shut the tube, and pressed the button that made Saren sleep. When he opened his eyes again he was alone in an empty field with a katana in his hands.
He then turned back to John, and offered his hand to him.
"My name is Creed, I'm the project manager. I know exactly who you are, after all I was the one that picked you. Along with every pilot for Project Roboticka," He said chuckling softly.
He moved through the line, and saw the fresh amazing food. It was actual food biscuits, mashed potatoes, and real meat. Creed broke into a happy dance as he got his food, as he was more then ecstatic to finally get something other then grey mush.
Saren walked to the training room, figuring he'd practice his forms. Seeing as it helped him to concentrate, and push past the memories. It was incredibly therapeutic to have a sword in his hands. Only to be surprised by strange bed like tube things with helmets. One of the scientists approached Saren.
"What training would you like? Solo training or group training? Along with what weapon would you like to train with? Or do you wish to practice with your mech," they asked.
"Uh solo, and sword please," Saren said.
The scientist nodded, and walked away to a lit up bed that whirred slightly. The scientist typed away at a touch screen, and then motioned for Saren to lay down. Saren gulped nervously as he had no idea what was going on. Then laid down, and the scientist put the helmet on. Then shut the tube, and pressed the button that made Saren sleep. When he opened his eyes again he was alone in an empty field with a katana in his hands.
Dues came out slightly to take in the water, she also needed more moisture she was still asleep however, so she didn't see anything.
Dues smiled, and softly nuzzled into Kira's bones, and muscle. Before falling asleep.
Ronen slowly woke up to look at Odyssia. He kept getting saved by the girl, and all he could do was get into trouble. He slowly sat up as he shook his head, he wished there was some way to not feel so useless. He didn't know what path to take... he didn't know what to do... He hadn't felt this way since he ran from home, away from the monster that still hunts him to this day. He looked down feeling a heavy shame he shook his head.
"I'm sorry," he said.
He then stood up staggering slightly, but stood his ground.
"You shouldn't be looking out for me... I shouldn't be a burden to the person trying to save our world. A world that was damned so long ago, needs a second chance. But, I can do nothing to help you... I am a burden you should forget about," Ronen said.
He slowly removed the necklace offering it back to her.
"Use your power on someone that deserves it," he said smiling softly as his hair fell over his eyes.
"I'm sorry," he said.
He then stood up staggering slightly, but stood his ground.
"You shouldn't be looking out for me... I shouldn't be a burden to the person trying to save our world. A world that was damned so long ago, needs a second chance. But, I can do nothing to help you... I am a burden you should forget about," Ronen said.
He slowly removed the necklace offering it back to her.
"Use your power on someone that deserves it," he said smiling softly as his hair fell over his eyes.
Ronen is just not having a good day, he knows he can't help. So he tried to wash his hands of the titans, and Odyssia. But, he just can't seem to get away so now he's trying to figure out what to do. As he slowly bleeds to death.
"Well too bad I like this spot best. It makes me feel safe," Dues said.
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