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| About Me |
I am a 26-year-old freelance photographer and editor. I currently have a part-time job at a
photo studio, so I tend to be online during the night PTS. I am a basic bitch who drinks chai tea with almond
milk because I can and I have the hottest barista boyfriend ever- turned engineer. Can I get an amen because I ain't
single no more? This boy got balls and asked that damn hottie for his number! He actually gave it to me but
I hinted he should give it to me, but whatever.

| Roleplay |
I tend to stay between casual and high casual, depending on what people give me and what is going on at the
moment. I enjoy various genres from sci-fi to historical and slice-of-life to batshit crazy zombie apocalypse.
I have been craving more slice-of-life RPs at the moment with a few twists here and there but I am opened to
pretty much anything.Also, English is my second language so excuse some of my mistakes.

| Random Stuff? |
I started RPing about a year ago, I think. While English is not my first language, I try! Don't worry, I'm bad in
Spanish too. I even tried to learn some German and I'm pretty bad at it too. I enjoy long walks into a nearby Starbucks,
gaming, and your usual sacrifice to the Lord and Saviour Gay Satan.

| Some Links |
none right now :p

You Gay Now

He is - Nostro dis pater, nostr' alma mater - He is

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Looking for some drama based RP! Something very gay too.

There was always some sort of excitement and fear about parties, events, or balls that Imani could never get over. Over the years, she had attended so many with her father back in Utasi, and even more now that she lived with her uncle in Massylii. It was always the same to her; excitement came first, followed by panic, regret, anxiety, and finally, panic again. Imani, no matter how many royal balls, always went through the same cycle. However, this one was even worse than the ones in the past. With the news of her recent engagement to Phillip, Prince of Maris, the media seemed to be buzzing around her, just the tiniest bit more.

Back in Utasi, Imani had been the invisible princess to everyone-- even the media. She had lived a relatively calm and quiet life, one that she had grown to be accustomed to. Then, out of the blue, she had been thrown into the spotlight when she was names Crowned Princess. Imani hadn't known how to react in the public eye. The poor girl had to deal with criticism from the Massylian public for not knowing her mother tongue. For the first time, Imani now had to be more careful in general. She wasn't invisible anymore.

Panic. That what was Imani was going through as her ladies in waiting rushed around her trying to twist and pin her curly hair into place. While in Utasi Imani had been forced to flattened her hair and pull it into tight hairstyles, now she was free to just her hair curl up and bounce freely. She had decided on a loose hairstyle with her natural curls and a few decorations on it-- nothing too fancy. Her make-up had been on the natural side with only a red tint on her lips, a little pop of color.

As for the dress, her ladies in waiting had helped choose a long beige dress with a train. The fabric was soft and flowy and light, just like Imani liked her dress. Her only main concern had been the amount of fabric that restricted the way she walked around, but Imani didn't complain. It beat wearing dark colors with leather and furs. Anything but fur was her new motto after starting her life in Massylii. It was too warm there to even consider furs.

Just enough loose curls and color to remind her she wasn't back in the Pale Palace.

When Imani finally arrived at the palace where the ball was being held, her hands were practically shaking. What if she stepped on her dress and tripped? What if she dropped food on herself or someone else? Would the press be inside the ball? What if-- no. No more what-ifs. She couldn't doubt herself anymore. She had to be certain and confident of herself if she wanted to be the Queen of Massylii one day.

The door was suddenly opened, making Imani gasp softly before she realized her driver had opened the car door for her and was waiting for her to climb out. After a second or two of composing herself, Imani finally climbed out of the car with the help of her driver. With a small thanks, she faced the large front door of the palace. She could see others climbing out of their cars and walking into the building like they had done so so many times, much like Imani. Yet, she just stood there until she realized she was the only one standing still.

"You got this, Imani Kore." She told herself before she began to make her way into the building. There she was led to the entrance of the ballroom where the parents and sister of the bride-to-be were greeting everyone who entered. Surprised that the future bride to be was not there herself to greet her guest, she approached the rest of the family.

She pulled the sides of her full-length dress up enough to do a proper curtsy. While she knew Massylian people did not curtsy, but she was still half Utasi-- and Utasi customs were hard to shake off. Besides, it was royal protocol to greet any royal family like this.

"His Majesty the King, Her Majesty the Queen, Her Royal Highness, Princess of Aciras I am Crowned Princess Imani Kore of Massylii, I am grateful for your invitation to the festivities." She said after her curtsy and looked at the King and Queen, and princess. As much as Imani disliked most royals, she had the obligation to be a polite young woman and show her people she was worthy of the crown. Her country's eyes would be on her for the remainder of the festivities, and Imani had to be at her best behavior.

And with this one, I am done. Time to hide in a whole and cuddle the boyfriend while I wait.
Also, I changed her face claim to Malaika Firth, sorry about that!

One down, another one to go!
Is this a bump I see?? I'm just looking for one or two people for now since I'm still trying to get back into the pace of things.
Banned for not making your own rapture puns and because I can't think of any. Also, thank you Raptra!
Banned because it has! Ahhhh! And that profile pic is adorable.
Banned because I missed this stupid thread. Holy shit, hi!
Jarett Nazir V'urdki

"So you tell me we didn't do anything yesterday?" Jarett stared at the half-naked man standing at the foot of his bed. His eyes wandered over the man's broad shoulders down to his defined biceps and back up to his face when said man cleared his throat. "What?"

"You fell asleep," the unnamed man shrugged a shoulder as he slipped on his uniform britches on. "You were pretty drunk," another shrug.

"Ah, shit, shouldn't have done that competition against that woman then," Jarett fell back on the bed and closed his eyes with a small groan. Well, it wasn't the worst morning ever, by a long shot, but he was also not happy; nothing had happened the night before. Either way, he probably wouldn't have remembered much if something had. "I guess I owe you... you." Shit his name.

The man ran a hand through his blonde hair and rolled his eyes at Jarett's direction, of course. "Percy. My name is Percy." he had already slipped on most of his attire while Jarett continued to whine on the bed. Funny seeing someone who called themselves a sellsword act in such a childish way. "Although, it will have to wait until you come back from your little mission,"

"Mission?" Jarett sat up again to look at Percy.

"The Skingrad Company? You kept going on and on about it last night--"

Jarett groaned loudly and fell back on the bed before kicking his feet a bit. "I forgot!" He sat up again to see Percy turning around and walking out of the door. "Wait, how do I find you?" He called out after the man.

"Don't worry, I know when you'll be back," Percy said before closing the door behind him, helmet tucked under his arm.

Jarett took another hour to get ready and eat a quick breakfast of bread and cheese before making his way back to the Company's headquarters. While he had been accepted a while ago, he hadn't really wanted to stay in their sleeping quarters. Sure, he had a bed for him there, but it was rare to see him in it. Jarett was only there during the day and went out at night to mingle with some of the locals. He never really liked staying in one place for long since he had been on the move. He didn't know exactly why. Maybe some of people in the Company didn't really sit well with him. Especially those that liked to brood around or acted shifty, or liked to pretend they were the toughest shits around.

The walk to the headquarters had been pretty quiet. Jarett had bought an apple on his way and was snacking on it as he made his way to his destination. He shot friendly grins towards those in the Company he knew, and a few winks sprinkled here and there to those who didn't like him much. The way they scowled at him always made him grin even more. So when he opened the door to the meeting room, he greeted everyone with a cheery smile.

"Morning everyone, hope I'm not too late. He shot Flavia and Kalon a wink since they looked just about done. "Looks like some of us woke up on the wrong side of the bed," he made his way next to the nervous looking Dunmer and continued to snack on his delicious apple as he waited for the great Quintus to start.
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