I disagree, It's actually pretty common for a guy of his stature to either be a total douchebag or to be incredibly shy. Seems there's no in-between honestly
- Last Seen: 4 yrs ago
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 2864 (0.63 / day)
- VMs: 1
-
Username history
- ReaptheMusic 12 yrs ago
-
Latest 10 profile visitors:
-
Most recent →
Apollosarcher,
Lucius Cypher
Status
Recent Statuses
4 yrs ago
Current
Been a while.
8 yrs ago
Back a year later with starbux
9 yrs ago
Wow Typos
9 yrs ago
Life working full time is a vortex of "IM SORRY I CANT POST YET IM SWAMPED WITH WORTH" Sorry ya'll<3;;;
1
like
9 yrs ago
Dang thicc hips, Bomb ass lips, I could rule the world on my fingertips. ~<3
3
likes
Bio
Current look and haircut~<3
A Flamboyant and Stylish Mini-Boss has Appeared!
Most Recent Posts
@Silver Fox Hell, it only makes him more attractive honestly.
I have to giggle at how much of an eye-candy Urick is to the majority of the ladies. Even I have to admit he's quite attractive.
(also i thought Alex was on the short side so my bad on that one)
@Silver Fox Even worse I'm considering making Saina say in a monotone voice to the dirty blonde that gave up the ball:
"I shall go with you to the feast, if that is the payment required -__-"
"I shall go with you to the feast, if that is the payment required -__-"
@Silver Fox I hadn't thought about her height .3. I tend to think of everything in anime physics.
"Are you NUTS?!" Durdansa blanched at the kid as he climbed the tree, narrowly dodging the hybrid mini boss as it charged again. She turned to him, her eyes wide and scowling. "Use your head, Attania!" Her icelandic accent came through her more than it usually did, suggesting her anger and lack of focus on her speech. "Look at the swords on its back, whoever designed that thing clearly thought ahead! You'll be killed!"
Her head turned sharply from the boy as the rhino-boar let out a screech and charged at her again, its thick saliva spewing everywhere as she realized her distraction had made her lose the time necessary to dodge its next attack. Her eyes widened again, this time in surprise, as she turned her back to the boar-rhino and made a run for it, straight to the tree Attania was sitting in. She raised her hands up, her voice booming in its commanding tone.
"ATTANIA! LOWER YOUR HANDS FOR ME!"
*******
Repageroy let out a sigh of relief as the main pressure on his chest left, just leaving Divinity and him behind with her heel on his chest. He waited, his head turned as he listened to his leader and Laurent talk. It was interesting to see how Pterro actually did take his job seriously, whilst being simultaneously hard to believe at all. Then he heard the comment about how he wanted Repageroy to be all over the pretty guys and his face flushed dark red again.
"H-hey, Thats...!"
But then he was gone. His face fell and he was left with a small, thoughtful frown on his face.
"Queeney..." He spoke to Divinity, his cheeks still a bit flush as he bit his lip. His eyes weren't focused on her, instead he seemed to be looking inward, at himself. "Ah... was... am I ... really that obvious?" It was clear that he really was embarrassed now.
Her head turned sharply from the boy as the rhino-boar let out a screech and charged at her again, its thick saliva spewing everywhere as she realized her distraction had made her lose the time necessary to dodge its next attack. Her eyes widened again, this time in surprise, as she turned her back to the boar-rhino and made a run for it, straight to the tree Attania was sitting in. She raised her hands up, her voice booming in its commanding tone.
"ATTANIA! LOWER YOUR HANDS FOR ME!"
*******
Repageroy let out a sigh of relief as the main pressure on his chest left, just leaving Divinity and him behind with her heel on his chest. He waited, his head turned as he listened to his leader and Laurent talk. It was interesting to see how Pterro actually did take his job seriously, whilst being simultaneously hard to believe at all. Then he heard the comment about how he wanted Repageroy to be all over the pretty guys and his face flushed dark red again.
"H-hey, Thats...!"
But then he was gone. His face fell and he was left with a small, thoughtful frown on his face.
"Queeney..." He spoke to Divinity, his cheeks still a bit flush as he bit his lip. His eyes weren't focused on her, instead he seemed to be looking inward, at himself. "Ah... was... am I ... really that obvious?" It was clear that he really was embarrassed now.
@rivaanOh, my bad. But thanks for covering it for me :3
I feel my writing has improved since we last rped this.
The riders hood had come down during the roll in the sand, and had somehow in the middle of it all, come to be straddling atop this blitzball player. Slowly, she pushed herself up on her hands that were on either side of the players head, and the people on the beach would be able to now see her snow white skin, sharply contrasting her stark black hair and nearly glowing, icy blue eyes and tips of her hair. She dripped with sea water as she hovered there for a moment, her eyes meeting with the players and hearing his question, but not responding.
She bore no emotion on her face, and appeared to have no reaction to his words at all.
Slowly she rose up, standing tall and walking back into the sand. @rivaan She stopped at the water's edge, looking strongly out of place, like a snowy poltergeist in a tropical island. Beneath her now slightly parted cloak, a dark bikini-like garb could be seen along with the hint of a long scar running down her side. She heard what the girl asked, and in response, closed her eye.
"Not necessary for me."
The mysterious woman brought both her tightly closed fists to her chest, then shot them both down quickly to her sides, palm open. In synchronization, the water on her body froze into tiny ice sickles, and the water that had been absorbed into the cloak was pulled to the outside of the fabric, then shot down with her hands into the sand, leaving her body completely dry. She opened her eyes again, looking to the woman who had offered help to her, and nodded before heading up the beach more. Effectively leaving the player she had bowled over behind without so much as an apology.
@Silver FoxThe redhead girl nearby that had thrown the blitzball in the first place was distracted, but after catching the ball Mercury, her chocobo, was playing with in midair she curled her pale finger like claws on her turned shoulder. The grip was unnecessarily tight, though the mysterious woman didn't seem to notice at all. She leaned her head over the red head's shoulder and looked at her. If the redhead met her gaze, surely a chill would go through her body at how peculiar a spectacle her eyes were.
"May I keep this?"
Her voice was like hot steam on ice, hissing in a way that somehow wasn't malicious. She gestured to the ball the redhead had thrown, holding it up with her free hand.
She bore no emotion on her face, and appeared to have no reaction to his words at all.
Slowly she rose up, standing tall and walking back into the sand. @rivaan She stopped at the water's edge, looking strongly out of place, like a snowy poltergeist in a tropical island. Beneath her now slightly parted cloak, a dark bikini-like garb could be seen along with the hint of a long scar running down her side. She heard what the girl asked, and in response, closed her eye.
"Not necessary for me."
The mysterious woman brought both her tightly closed fists to her chest, then shot them both down quickly to her sides, palm open. In synchronization, the water on her body froze into tiny ice sickles, and the water that had been absorbed into the cloak was pulled to the outside of the fabric, then shot down with her hands into the sand, leaving her body completely dry. She opened her eyes again, looking to the woman who had offered help to her, and nodded before heading up the beach more. Effectively leaving the player she had bowled over behind without so much as an apology.
@Silver FoxThe redhead girl nearby that had thrown the blitzball in the first place was distracted, but after catching the ball Mercury, her chocobo, was playing with in midair she curled her pale finger like claws on her turned shoulder. The grip was unnecessarily tight, though the mysterious woman didn't seem to notice at all. She leaned her head over the red head's shoulder and looked at her. If the redhead met her gaze, surely a chill would go through her body at how peculiar a spectacle her eyes were.
"May I keep this?"
Her voice was like hot steam on ice, hissing in a way that somehow wasn't malicious. She gestured to the ball the redhead had thrown, holding it up with her free hand.
© 2007-2026