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MY THESIS IS DONE Y'ALL
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In the final push for my thesis 🫩 πŸŽ‰
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Hi! I'm Silver. I'm a 28-year-old woman in CA with more than a touch of the 'tism and I've been doing RP-by-post since I was 12 and heavily into Warrior Cats (lol). I've taken a few years of a break for undergrad and grad school and I'm happy to be jumping back in again! I enjoy writing fantasy, mild psychological horror, angst, action, and sometimes romance. Fandoms I enjoy RPing are Hellaverse, Undertale, TADC, and Harry Potter. I typically play OCs only.

Other than that, I have two cats (really one but the other is my boyfriend's cat) and a snake! I am a music therapist and a university lecturer as well.

I tend to post at least once a day in my RPs, but sometimes more frequently. However, I don't mind needing to wait a few days for a post! I just get excited to write 😁

I’m here from Warrior Cats RPG/Feral Front. DM me if you think we played together over there!

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@Stanifly Thanks! She’s got too many feelings inside of her lol
Y'all when I tell you that I took about 10 minutes looking at "laugh" words until I decided on "snortle" I am not exaggerating 😭


"That makes sense. Humans are kinda dumb." He smiled ever so slightly down at his hands as he fiddled with his claws. It had been a while since someone complimented him. Actually, no. It had been a while since it seemed genuine. Charlie told him all the time that he was a "valuable member of the team" and that he was "such a lifesaver!" But his day job was a thankless one, and the hotel? Well... It'd probably be best to not think about that now. "They're not all bad. But most of them are." He scrunched his nose again. "The fucking lot of them are terrible."

Then! The moment the smell hit his nose, Damien scrambled for the mug. Thank Lucifer. Before he had a chance to appreciate its welcoming appearance, he snatched it up and gulped down half of the mug in seconds. With a sigh of relief, he set his mug back down on the counter and finally took a moment to appreciate its flavor.

The coffee.

Mmm.


Damien closed his eyes happily for a moment, then opened them again when he heard a plate get set in front of Vicis. He saw Vicis' great delight, then glanced at his plate. That looked like...?


"Cherub cheeks."

He definitely heard the bartender correctly. Damien snortled for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Is that really what you ordered?" he said, a large grin stretching across his face. "That's amazing!" The wyrm offered him a taste after he caught his breath. "Normally I'm a vegetarian, but there's no way in Hell that I'm passing this up. Those infuriating bastards." Damien glanced around and spotted some prepped silverware at the end of the bar. He held his hand out, and with a small blob of purple light coming from his hand and a momentary brightening of his candle, a single fork lifted into the air and moved into his hand.

Damien reached over to Vicis' plate and separated a bite-sized piece from the chunk of meat. He was surprised by its flavor. He had eaten meat on occasion, but never had it been so sweet and delicate. Makes sense for a cherub. The bite was soft to chew and left a feeling that Damien could only describe as the after-taste of cotton candy without the actual taste of cotton candy. He chuckled and placed his fork in front of him at the other end of the bar countertop.

"I don't know what I was expecting, but yeah, that makes sense to be what cherubs taste like." He laughed again and looked at Vicis. "Do you eat like this often?"


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Guess it was a rude question, then. Sirpa felt a twinge of annoyance. Normies, she told herself. No matter how she arranged her words, someone would always be there to take them the wrong way. Sirpa watched as Jay stood and left. At first, she didn't think much of it. If Jay didn't want to be here, they could leave.

If Jay didn't want to be here, they could leave.

The realization hit her suddenly and she set her mug down on the small table beside her before turning in her seat and looking around the side of the armchair to watch. Would Jay be able to leave? If so, maybe she could, too.

But then Silver Blade stepped in. Sirpa was slightly disappointed, but she guessed Jay seemed like they could use some kind words. Sirpa continued to watch from her seat, curious to see whether Jay would stay or actually try to leave. If they were to leave, she would be ready with her mental notepad open and ready.
@DaftJive That's no fun, I hope you get to take care of yourself and get some good rest!


"Wait. Where's Morgan? He was just here." Sirpa moved her hands softly across her warm mug. It was round on the sides, like a raindrop. The hell if I know. Sirpa just shrugged and returned her attention to the group circle she was unfortunately a part of. Best to remove any attachment now before she got too close again.

That didn't feel good, though. Sirpa gripped her mug tighter, pushing aside her internal metronome that threatened accelerando. She took a deep breath.


"Did you come here of your own volition, Jay?"

"Didn't we all?"

Sirpa listened as Jay continued to speak, followed by the being she met when she first arrived. "I didn't choose to come here," she said, shaking her head and keeping her gaze on her mug. "I didn't really think you could. Why...?" Wait, would this be a rude question? Or was it another one of those things her therapist said only "normies" were bothered by? She decided to ask anyway. "Why would you choose to come here?" Because really, why? This place was really weird. She would rather be at home.

At that thought, she noticed the fireplace to her left looked just like the one in her apartment. Then it went back to normal. Then it looked like hers again. She couldn't perceive the change in appearance--there was no flicker or morph. It just looked like her home fireplace, and then it didn't. Definitely weird. Sirpa settled in a bit deeper into the armchair with her mug.
You can also do that, yeah! Nothing wrong with skipping an adventure here and there 😜
Awww haha thank you for your support @Stanifly! If it helps, I won’t be expecting fast replies. You’re welcome to lurk until you have space to join 😁
Hi! I'm looking to see if anyone is interested in doing an Amazing Digital Circus RP! This is what I'm thinking of so far:

  • Open to both CC & OC
  • Caine is a shared character that we all take turns playing.
  • We take our group through adventures that we as RPers can suggest or the characters can make suggestions. We also use random event generators to come up with adventures when there are no suggestions or if we want to spread out suggested adventures.
  • Whoever plays Caine orchestrates the adventure and then we can switch off for each adventure.
  • I'm seeing this as just an ongoing game and people can abstract when they no longer want to play.
  • Character sheets can inform how Caine makes the adventures, so I'm going to be looking for characters who are at least a bit flushed out.


That's what I have so far. One thing I do ask is that all RPers are 18+. I'm 27 and prefer to only RP with other adults.

I'll throw something together if at least two other people are interested!


Damien jumped in surprise at Vicis' harsh tone. He looked at the wyrm with partially widened eyes, having been jolted out of his stupor. The soul had his full attention.

"What a waste it would be to think lowly of yourself, when you have miserable meatsacks like this one over here."

Damien smirked as he watched the creature poke towards the human in their company. Then, Vicis looked beyond the two of them. Damien followed his gaze toward the door of the bar and, seeing nothing, turned back to him. Weird.

He watched as the wyrm found his train of thought. He scrunched his nose in mild disgust as Vicis blinked horizontally. Then, he quickly adjusted his face in hopes that Vicis didn't notice. He definitely did not mean to make that face out loud.


"We are mighty creatures, bephomet. Do not concern yourself with the puny thoughts of those beneath you."

Damien chuckled and dropped his gaze. "Yeah, I guess you're right," he said. Damien absentmindedly smoothed out his cloak and swiveled in his bar stool a few degrees toward Vicis. He paused, then spoke again and swiveled back to face the counter. "I'm, uh, Damien, by the way." He clicked his claws together a few times, looking toward his glass. He uselessly willed the alcohol inside to become coffee. He hoped the bartender would be able to accommodate him. He'd understand if they strictly had booze and soda. It was a bar, after all. He rubbed his claws together and looked back at Vicis.

"So, what's your story? Like, where do you find something that looks like...this?" Damien gestured to all of Vicis with an outstretched hand as he spoke. "Sinners and demons don't necessarily look like dragon dudes, so you're probably not some Hellspawn."
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