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A little about me…

• Female (She/Her) (Cisgender)
• Pansexual
• Thirty years old.
• An America-born Eurasian. (Of Han Chinese and Dutch descent.)
• US Central Time Zone
• Casual & Advanced are my vibes.
• My writing interests are manifold.
• I tend to prefer 1x1’s but I never shy away from a great group RP.
• Ask for the Discord.





Current Roleplays…

NO MERCY WRESTLING LEGENDS My long-running wrestling career 1x1 roleplay with @Shoopuf.

~ BLACK FLAGS OF THE ABECEAN ~ A swashbuckling RP set in the universe of The Elder Scrolls.





Extras…

My catalogue of characters. (The new one.)

My old/original catalogue of characters.

SANDSTRIDERS world and lore.

A Thousand Legends world and lore.

Group Roleplays that I have GM’d;

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In Deify 5 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
God of the Big Blade
𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘


Stella Hiroto felt stranded at a dead end in life. The twenty-five year old Japanese-American had woken up this morning and like clockwork had a short breakfast, slipped into her uniform, and made her way to Shogun Sushi where she had been working for two months now. Her fifth job in five years since dropping out of college. Stella appreciated her job of course and her boss was a very likeable and accommodating employer. The pay was decent enough that with a little penny pinching she could afford to live in a decent apartment which conveniently wasn't too far away. After work she would get home just in time to catch the evening news, have dinner, and then read before bed. On the weekends provided she had the energy Stella would swing by the library and make a trip to the gym as well. Her weekly pattern was for the most part near methodic as it had been for some time now, and it was this methodicalness that made her feel so "stuck".

She went about her job as usual with a meaningful smile on her face and a friendly tone in her voice. One thing Stella enjoyed about Shogun was the usual patronage. Most people who came here were very friendly, easy to accommodate, and tipped well, the ideal customer. The other staff were hard working and easy to get along with which was another bonus. Positivity and momentary social pleasures such as this helped to inject some optimism to Stella, unfortunately these did little for her outlook on the greater scheme of things. At the end of the day Stella knew she was just another cog in the machine, getting by as a mere drone at a food service establishment and living a simplistic and minimalist life with little variety.

Stella had told herself that she was just feeling restless and this would pass. She had only been working at Shogun for a handful of weeks and the hard bumps over the past few years at times caused her to fell weary and misplaced at times. Not to mention going through a recent breakup had left her with an empty feeling some nights, an unwanted sensation that she knew she would get over. She had done it before after all. In truth she wondered why she was even pining over what had become such a draining and in truth abusive relationship, but at the same time another part of her knew why. Stella had always been the type to latch on to tightly to people when she developed a bond with them. This didn’t happen often as Stella could be a very distant person even as polite as she was, but when it did such a bond was Herculean in strength and as a result hard to shake free when needed.

Shaking her mind free of her wistful daydreaming Stella focused on her job. Delivering people their orders and ensuring her tables were well tended to. She got off work in several hours and had considering maybe walking through the park after, however the forecast mentioned thunderstorms that afternoon so she she would just be heading home afterwards. Stella had just finished delivering someone an order of sashimi when she heard the door opening signaling a new customer’s arrival followed by one of her coworkers receiving them.
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Unsure if martial artist, cosplayer, or seventh century bandit.
SCARLET SHADOW
红色阴影


Scarlet Shadow had to act fast, she couldn’t afford to let the scientists sound the alarm. Even with her abilities she had no desire to face dozens of heavily armed guards in a facility on high alert. Ignoring the shouted warnings of the approaching guards the master thief sprang to action. In the blink of an eye her blade was from it’s sheath and in mere seconds it was buried in the gut of the nearest guard, a shocked cry coming from his mouth as his eyes widened.

In a flash Scarlet Shadow made for the next two guards, punching them hard in the throat simultaneously. Both fell to the floor with heavy thuds, gasping for air as they thrashed about. The other guards opened fire, Scarlet Shadow sprinting off to the left, her super speed allowing her to avoid the rounds fired. With a flick of her wrist she tossed a smoke grenade and crossed the room with another burst dodging more bullets. The grenade exploded and dispersed a thick cloud of smoke that blinded and choked the remaining five guards, two of whom fired wildly around the room in hopes of hitting their assailant. As bullets plinked and ricocheted against the metal walls, Scarlet Shadow made her way over to the first guard who lay curled up on the floor sobbing slightly as blood pooled around him. With a grimacing expression she yanked the sword still buried his his gullet free ignoring his sharp cry of agony.

It was simplicity dealing with the remaining five guards, Scarlet Shadow dancing about through the cloud of smoke and killing them with single brisk strokes of her blade, even taking off the head of the final man. Her feeling of victory was short-lived as red lights lit up the walls around her followed by the wailing drone of alarms from all around. She had taken too long dispatching the men now lying about her and allowed the scientists to sound the alarm. As the smoke cleared she looked about, the floor “painted” a deep crimson red. Scarlet Shadow preferred not to kill but this time she had no choice, wrinkling her nose at the strong metallic scent of fresh blood.

She wiped her blade on the sleeve of a nearby corpse and - after sheathing it - decided to make her way into the next room. With any luck she could take to the vents again and maneuver through the facility even on high alert. If nothing else - while not liking the idea - she would carve her way through the entire place if she had to.

𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘


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𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘


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