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Current I can't help but wonder "Is it me?"
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Y'all can call me Bard.

I've been RPing for about 15 years now.

I'm also an aspiring novelist and an avid writer of short stories.

I believe hardship and bad karma (regardless of how much good one does) are necessary for character development, aptly explained by a well selling writer:
"Be a sadist. No matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them—in order that the reader may see what they are made of." —Kurt Vonnegut

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I'm working on a sheet now. For some reason, the tag didn't appear in my notifications.
I'm interested. Quick question: is there a character per author limit? Mostly curious just because this is supposed to be a big school.
Hi, quick question. What gender(s) do you typically play/feel comfortable playing?
I have an idea or two and wanted to know before I make a pitch.
Hey, are people still alive?
I'm fairly certain I'm alive. Not exactly capable of complex thought at the moment though, so I can't remember the password to unlock my computer right now. Not sure i'd be able to even respond to the RPs waiting on me...i'm sure they'll understand one more day.
@ramblingbard I hope you're alright, dehydration is nasty stuff. :O


I'm doing better now. I don't deal well with anything warmer than 75 degrees Fahrenheit, and I also have trouble staying hydrated - which is only worse given my current condition, heat not withstanding - so the last week of mid 90 degree weather, plus high humidity, has been torture for me. I was a bit brain-dead for the past few days after getting home from work, but I managed to stay hydrated enough to not end up in the hospital. That was my biggest worry. I've already ended up there twice for severe dehydration.
Thanks for the concern.
It probably took far longer than it should have to get breakfast, but Ariel was never good at being assertive. Well, that and she still wasn't comfortable engaging people that weren't Nola and Jack. It was part of why she never actually raised her hand when an instructor asked for a volunteer or answer. She may have known what she was doing - particularly when it came to witchcraft courses and the biology courses she was taking - but she just couldn't bring herself to do it.

With her toast, fruit salad, and bottle of orange juice paid for, her gaze drifted over the cafeteria and those in it. It was tempting to go and just sit with Jack and Lennox, but she didn't want to interrupt. Jack could be having a very pleasant conversation with the girl. She highly doubted he would do or say anything to rub Lennox the wrong way. He always did his best to make things easy for her.

Luckily there looked like there was still a table or two empty. When in doubt, she figured it was best to just eat by herself. They had two classes together, anyways, so missing breakfast together wasn't terribly bad. She wasn't thrilled about it, but it was better than interrupting whatever Jack and Lennox had going on and making a complete fool of herself.

She placed her tray onto the table, then slid gracefully into the seat with her messenger bag resting on her lap. Whispering a soft blessing over her food - a habit Nola got her into as a superstition that it would take away any problems food might present - Ariel began to eat, taking tiny bites of her fruit. She still had fifteen minutes until her first class. Plenty of time to eat properly.
Recovering from a nasty bout of dehydration and migraine (most likely brought on by the dehydration.) Hoping for a response soon, and trying to figure out what to do with Ariel in the meantime rather than jump a potential response to Jack....And working on the responses I owe people in PM RPs.

Yourself?
@Narcotic Dollie That sucks, but life comes first. Hope everything turns out well for you.
@TheIrishJJ Ooo, sounds interesting. Though the big question is: Lycanthrope or Shifter? Do you prefer one to the other (related or roomies)?
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