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SleepingSilence
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OC, Plz No Stealz.
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Bio
My Very Brief Bio
Male, 33 years old. (I'm even more dead than before.)
Likes (other than writing and roleplaying): I'm into all genres of music. I love to cook. I love the outdoors, and walking through the park near my house. (Yes, really.) I read a lot of thriller/mystery novels. And I usually watch seasonal anime. (Or cooking shows. Because Western Media provides even fewer things that are worth watching.)
But as for my many other neglected hobbies, I've played basically every sport. (Soccer and Bowling being my favorite of the bunch.) And I'm trying to play more video games. (Going through my never-ending Steam library.) Plus, I've dabbled in making electronic & metal music, and I used to play a number of instruments. (Guitar, French Horn, etc.)
My 1X1 Interest Check: SleepingSilence's Tavern (Want 1x1 RP's? Please come in.)
Hope you have a wonderful day!
Most Recent Posts
@ErsatzEmperor It wasn't a -point-. It was just pure sarcastic conjecture. It had nothing there. How can you not dismiss it outright? I defy you to make that statement any more hollow and pointless. *the sentence penny wrote, not your statement*
<Snipped quote by Penny>
Bravo and well done in ignoring the content of the post to make a "witty" comment about a tragedy because "lulz 'merica". The person in question and their motivation for doing it is the lynchpin issue here.
Going to be frank. Aside from the very few times I discussed with VillageIdiot.
I've literally NEVER seen a political disagreement, on this forum, that didn't have "witty" lulz or ad-hominems attacks.
Isn't that literally what every single conversation that's every occurred politically on this site, period? Let alone this entire thread. And ignoring whoever created this thread, the fact this hasn't been locked and/or nobody has been punished for past or present behavior on here. Is absolutely appalling...
@Huggo I kind of imagined and wanted, someone bursting with happiness. Definitely necessary to combat my abrasiveness. x3 I suppose without a nickname to go on, I'll likely call him different names every time, because it sounds like something my character would do. :P
ideonomy.mit.edu/essays/traits.html Just for future reference if you ever need personality help. It has plenty of positive, negative, neutral traits. It's a good jumping off point at least.
ideonomy.mit.edu/essays/traits.html Just for future reference if you ever need personality help. It has plenty of positive, negative, neutral traits. It's a good jumping off point at least.
@Keyblade87 Look forward to seeing your digimon.
@Huggo Look forward to seeing my digimon. x3
@Caits Is there something you would like help with? I would like you to be on the same page as everyone else.
@Huggo Look forward to seeing my digimon. x3
@Caits Is there something you would like help with? I would like you to be on the same page as everyone else.
@Keyblade87 I'd appreciate it. I would definitely be willing to help you do the world and plot building if you'd like. So you don't always have to be the NPC's that others rely on to get through the plot. Maybe we can talk about it through PM and brainstorm ideas. :3
@ALonelyParrot I don't think he has one, but he also might need one with as many people as he has showing up, which I'd be perfectly willing to do.
Bastian watched Elizabeth sit down, looking around checking until nobody else was nearby.
"They say only two types of people survive in this world. The savage and the subservient...You either dominate all below you with an iron fist or you eat out of the palm of your owner's hand. Those that do neither, will die quickly. That ruthless belief permeates throughout these lands..." He sounded bitter. Clearly talking to her, despite looking in a different direction, having a slight scowl on his face. Pausing and clearing his throat, waiting for another noble walking by and leaving in his carriage. Afterwards, looking her square in the eyes.
"I observed everyone on that stage and I saw nothing but emptiness in every prisoner's eye. A chain of cold, defeated souls, hollow shells of their former selves. They couldn't help themselves, let alone be useful to me. But you were different, whether you believe it or not. I saw the spark of desire in your eye. I couldn't let anyone acquire you..." He said candidly. Stopping to nervously scratch the back of his head. "That might have sounded creepier than I anticipated."
"I knew I didn't have the wealth nobility threw around and decided to charge upon the stage and hope my father's old necklace would spook them into conceding with my bid. So, forgive my erratic behavior and my exploitation. I want you to fully understand, that under most circumstances I find the act of slavery abhorrent," His tone changed into anguish, clenching his paws while looking down, "but I've become a desperate man. My son and daughter...they were kidnapped and I haven't seen or heard from them since. I need someone that can go through places I can't access, someone to help me get them back...I'll give you my word, once I track down the ones who kidnapped my children, retrieve them both and bring them safety back home. I will grant you freedom."
"They say only two types of people survive in this world. The savage and the subservient...You either dominate all below you with an iron fist or you eat out of the palm of your owner's hand. Those that do neither, will die quickly. That ruthless belief permeates throughout these lands..." He sounded bitter. Clearly talking to her, despite looking in a different direction, having a slight scowl on his face. Pausing and clearing his throat, waiting for another noble walking by and leaving in his carriage. Afterwards, looking her square in the eyes.
"I observed everyone on that stage and I saw nothing but emptiness in every prisoner's eye. A chain of cold, defeated souls, hollow shells of their former selves. They couldn't help themselves, let alone be useful to me. But you were different, whether you believe it or not. I saw the spark of desire in your eye. I couldn't let anyone acquire you..." He said candidly. Stopping to nervously scratch the back of his head. "That might have sounded creepier than I anticipated."
"I knew I didn't have the wealth nobility threw around and decided to charge upon the stage and hope my father's old necklace would spook them into conceding with my bid. So, forgive my erratic behavior and my exploitation. I want you to fully understand, that under most circumstances I find the act of slavery abhorrent," His tone changed into anguish, clenching his paws while looking down, "but I've become a desperate man. My son and daughter...they were kidnapped and I haven't seen or heard from them since. I need someone that can go through places I can't access, someone to help me get them back...I'll give you my word, once I track down the ones who kidnapped my children, retrieve them both and bring them safety back home. I will grant you freedom."
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