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9 yrs ago
Current I sometimes crave people, but then they visit me with their families and pets and kids and grandparents and suddenly I just want to be alone so I can sleep in peace. /sleepy
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9 yrs ago
You probably find this peanut, but this is the FIRST post ever on RPG for me made on a computer. The keyboard is making me shed tears of happiness. I LOVE YOU ALL. /blows kisses liberally
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9 yrs ago
It's been half a year since my odyssey to find the one true community for me. There is no escaping it, I realise: RoleplayerGuild owns the throne in my heart. Thank you all for making this place great
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10 yrs ago
The "Introduce Yourself" sub-board is heartwarming.
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10 yrs ago
Upside, inside out, it's livin' la vida loca! That's what she's about, livin' la vida loca, livin' la vida locaaa! 🎵
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@RumikoOhara

I can't tell if you're proposing that idea, or just sharing it. I don't mind if this becomes some FxF thread board for people looking for some queer romancing. //laugh (´∀`)
Okay, ready.
@RumikoOhara

Thanks!
Reserved.


C'est la Mort, C'est l'Amour

You weren't really lying when you said you were French; maybe leaving out the "up to lineage only" tidbit was a little douchecanoe of you. Still, she lapped it up with the excitement of a puppy, and when you offered to teach her how French kisses work "back home", she didn't say no.

She was cute.

But your Mom and Ma can only let you horse around for so long before you must resume your studies and be a pathologist like your mother is, and your grandmother, and your great-grand ...

It's a little unnverving to say the least to see a summer fling turn up at your door one day, and after she pokes around the food, proclaims she's a zombie who can absorb memories and personalities through brain she, err, eats.

On top of figuring out why she isn't pushing up daisies - and here! In the lab with you! - you try to pretend a living corpse isn't looking at you with heart eyes.

(Inspired by iZombie.)
Loser Like Me

It was sickening, but it's highschool and awkward self-seeking and making a crap load of mistakes along the way, many you would look back on and cringe. Hard.

You didn't have anything personal against her, per se. But she did ask for it by infuriating the popular kids (whom you are part of). You didn't know her so it didn't seem worth it to stick out and defend her. Social hierarchy was like a food chain; kids learn to deal with it.

And let's be honest. It was funny sometimes. Teenagers can be a real pain in the butt, yeah?

But clearly, karma was the bigger bitch, was your thought when your boss was replaced by who else but that wallflower who has definitely, doubtlessly grown into herself, fiercely.

"Who's the top dog now?"
Candy Candy

Her college started off with an uneventful week, if you don't count getting a bad image already for missing the very first lecture for Psychology. On the way home one Friday, she sees the most beautiful person in the world driving out of the school driveway in the saddest looking excuse of a car.

Fast forward next Monday, she steps into class late and interrupts a presentation in session, pissing the group leader off, who happens to be the beautiful thing from last week.
Revamped.

This is a search thread for F/F "pairings" otherwise dubbed as yuri in Japanese euphemism, with the plots all from the same world - Venus.

About Me For Yuri:
♡ I am an inexperienced petunia; pluck me gently.
♡ I can do relationships with and without top/bottom dynamics.
♡ I don't do breakneck-fast love affairs. Slow~burn.
♡ I'm rather picky about credibility of events.
♡ If you are here to wank at lesbian liaison, abort my ship.

Want to throw in the towel midway?
Let me know. I will understand.
No guilt or grief - just clean dismissal. :)


"A little more to the left- no, wait! Right!"

The grumpy secretary in typical OL suit and high heels heaved a sigh and relaxed her shoulders after sticking the orange balloon on the wall with double-sided tape.

"Wait, what are you doing?!" Her boss screeched, her pink hair frazzled despite being suffocated into an odango atop her head.

"You said right already mah!"

The pinkette cupped her forehead and hissed, "Nooo. I mean right! Yau bin, not correct!"

The bespectacled lady shot her a withering stare.

"Aiyah it's just a balloon, Fifi," a gravelly female voice came from the inside office. A bronze girl sauntered her way out into the main office, her colourful Hawaiian flip-flops slapping the back of her heels. "He won't notice one, okay?"

"Noon, I just want him to feel a bit more welcomed. You should have seen the look on his face when I told him we hunt ghosts. His eyes were so big Powerpuff Girls pun give up, yanno?" The pinkette shrugged and her oversized pinstripe sweater slipped off her shoulder precariously. With a huff, she pulled it back up and rolled up the long sleeves. "And do not call me that when the new guy is here. I'm MURPHY, capische?"

"Giiirl, don't do that! You behave rougher than the ladyboys in a tiger show back in Krabi," the Thai girl tsked, "Tell her she acts like your gender, Rhys dear!"
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