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6 mos ago
Current hello! I have been reintroduced to how wonderful roleplaying is on my mental health and would like to restart my adventures here. expect activities!
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2 yrs ago
Hello fellow humans and non-humans alike, I hope we are all vibing well in this liminal timespace that we find ourselves in.
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6 yrs ago
This book is too good. Makes me want more kingdom type roleplays. Guess i should put that in the interests section below.
6 yrs ago
Been getting into Airships: Conquer the skies, and reading Promise of Blood. Make od thst what you will
6 yrs ago
Guess which lucky binch tried to catch a bad pass and ended up fracturing a bit in her finger? This binch
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Bio

|Greetings|

Young and old; Welcome to my informational page. I am the one and only Song Book. I, in simpleton terms, am a magically transforming book. Human to book. Book to human. You get the gist eh? If your confused on what to call me the usual pronouns work but please to use any form you find comfortable with. Not gonna judge if you can't remember. ( I've been known to call people -it- So...)
Get it? Got it? Good. Anyway on to..
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You will find my latest quote/new character introduction/ a glimpse into a new rp/ or song stuff. It changes regularly when I'm active.
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You will find what I have been active in lately.
| Tastes |

I have a setting I really want to experiment with roleplaying, so when I get a post for it I will link it here. For other interests I am currently looking to join some fantasy, romance, and fun roleplays. All levels of lore are interesting though I would like to restart with something not so lore heavy to start with or at least something with easy to digest lore.
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| Contact Me.|

If you have a rp you'd like me to see, a 1v1 request, a question, or anything else. Feel free to write me a pm or a visitor msg. Be sure to ping me though. I may not see it otherwise.

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Анна


Anya didn't trust her, she didn't like any of what was going on. Her whimpering continued, and she stayed where she was, standing still, ready to dash again, she had met preditors before, and the woman's change in tone did nothing but keep her distant. Once more she withdrew another smaller bottle from her coat clutching onto it as if she was ready to throw it at either of them should they inch nearer. The young woman didn't wish to get anywhere near the woman. Instead, her mind was working to connect the dots between the woman and the man she swore she had once known. @Dark Light

"ведьма!"witch! she called out poison in her words, as it was the only word she could describe the woman as.
@Dark Light

All i can think of is the music thats the running in circles music. The
" dooo doo dodododod dododo dododod" music you know
Анна


Sensing the bar keeps movement in accordance with the loud sound she retreated farther again through the tavern. Dashing up across on of the fsrther set tables much faster than those of a heavier weight or slower agility than the wild girl had. Even if clayton had reached her fast enough to catch something of hers hed be met with only easily tearable chunks of fur from the coat as it swung about on her frame during her own movements. The bottle once clutched in her hand had been droped at the sudden sound and made its way to the floor as she moved. If it was to hit, its remaining contents would splatter and their effects to any but Anya would be unknown. Its smell again seemingly the one most had come to associate with the feral girls appearance. Perhaps it was the source. @Dark Light

Clambering then back farther from the two still even after his initial lunge. Keeping tables and chairs of the tavern between them. She had lest let out much of a sound, more of a continuous whimper. One that had rought feral beasts from lunges before and would usualy bring such to her own aid. It is also from there one would notice the lack of her boots on her feet, the calluses that decorated them, the burns and bruises that truely dotted her skin when it is revealed werent often noticed. Hidden by dried mud, dirt, or even ash, but for the most observant they were there clearly, and one could only think how far they extended.
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As quick as she reached out to touch Anya, she had darted from the stool, standing now a good couple of feet between them.

" не трогай пожалуйста"don't touch please She blurted out, defensively but also weakly ending off in a short whine, she didn't enjoy the comments the woman had made, nor her adamant staring at her coat. It had come down to the girls' thighs, around mid-length now, as her body had grown last since she'd been around the tavern's walls. It was easy to see the new additions she had made to the coast exterior as she stood, tuffs of the longer fur of her new creatures were added into the layers of it and smoothed to looks as if part of their original design. Also decorating its sides were certain patterns of fur whose original color was covered by blood stains, but none of it looks as if it had even been slashed nor even attempted, even as a bit of fur on some sides were less even than others.

While tempted to retrieve the Cider she did not wish to return closer to the lady, instead pats down into one of her pockets and retrieves a smaller bottle of some sort of herbal solution. Its' smell distinctly a something fermented and fruity and a combination of other plant materials. Its design matched that of the decorated patterns across her coat, seemingly made by the same which gave her the protection of her coat.

" Mine. "
Анна


Anya instantly didn't like the woman, but neither did she have any sense for the melody in the air. Maybe it was the loud sound of her heels or the way she dressed, or something unnerving about her that made Anya sense danger from the instant the woman had appeared. In fact, she was so unhappy with the woman she uttered a low defensive growl, completely gutter and it was unclear how the fragile looking girl could produce such a sound. Much less of one of any dog even, it was the growl of the aggressive creatures she had been hanging around with last. Wrapping her self further into her fur coat at the woman's staring.

Of course she was still a shy girl in nature. Would rather dart from the scene, but her legs refused to move her from the stool. Refused to let her be prey much longer. Another part having worn onto her from the large beasts, they always stood their ground.

" I woke up here." she said in quite the same tone as her growl had admitted.
She looked down into the chalic and wished she had gotten another glass of the cider, craving the liquids sweet taste. The young woman held little in the way of tolerance to the substance's alcohol content, but it was the first true drink she had had in years. Surviving purely from the meat and blood of animals killed by the large creatures in the vast plains had made her crave a difference.
Morning tavern. Poor Anya has no idea whats happening, even she can sense the danger behind it.
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"Я мог бы поклясться, что встретил .." I could have sworn I met.. @Dark Light

She cut herself off. Noticing thr smaller changes happening to the man. Instinct told her to create some distance. Yet she had been trying to stop listening to that prey voice, so she sat on that feeling for a while. Glancing instead quickly round and round the tavern. To see if another was the cause for the mans distress.

Her own memories lacking, perhpas it was trama or just something she had run across that sucked the words from her lips. Her figiting hand reaching up to wrap around the named collar around her neck as she stopped searching the tavern and instead focused back on the man. It was an old habit she had picked up. To search for comfort from that small piece of remembrance. As if the creature whose name resided upon it had not long past.

She had no words for why her alarms would be going off, but that was often what happened in human establishments. Even if the man she was talking to was acting very strange for a human, she thought she had no reason to act frightened, even if slowly frightened she had become.
Haha. My replies may be late or non existent till morning light. Will probably bepassing out here soon.
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" I recognise your face but cannot place where I met you before "
@Dark Light Her memories of much of the years before current were very fuzzy. In turn she could barely think bout where she had even been. Places coming and going quickly as she fell between worlds without the words to describe what shsheshshes gone through.

She had noticed the presence of another in the tavern but unwilling to go searching around like a frightened animal she instead raised the goblet again to her lips and began to finish her cider. Placing the emptied cup back down onto the bar between them. Kicker her legs to pass her anxious feeling instead.
@Dark Light isnt that normal for ya thou?
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