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9 hrs ago
Current Burnt out and inactive; I'm sorry. My Mental Health has just kept tanking and I don't have energy anymore.
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26 days ago
As if 2026 couldn't become any shitter; we lost one of our Pet chickens, Cici, Fuck my life. 3 pets this year lost already.
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27 days ago
GOD MENTAL HEALTH IS THE STRENGTH OF A WET PAPER TOWEL HOLY BUTTS MAN
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2 mos ago
getting a tooth out tomorrow. Might be dead for the day afterwards.
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2 mos ago
[lies down with arms out staring off to ceiling blankly]
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Bio

Hiya! I'm Sporko!
I'm a Gender-Fluid Novelist and Roleplayer from New Zealand! (They/Him Pronouns please)
I roleplay many different genres and Fandoms; I'm very ready to start new friendships and new roleplays here!
I prefer to roleplay in the mature sections of places because I have a tendency to get pretty wordy when it comes to violence and language.
I do not write smut due to trauma, I will do gentle foreplay up until fade black.
If you wanna try and start up a roleplay with me, just flick me a message!

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Gaia only grinned at the idea of using fire against Ethan; "I would never." She said with a sway of her tail, "Fire is often a last resort for me, or if I can't hit from where I am. It consumes a lot of energy to keep the fire going." She mentioned, almost absentmindedly.
She glanced down at him, "I could let you throw a few punches at me?" She asked, "I can handle being a punching bag." She said with a sly grin.

Steph looked at Benjamin when he asked if it was good, "It's... sour." She said with a small smile, "It's not disgusting. I just wasn't expecting that sort of sour from a smoothie."
Harriet watched Steph as she spoke, she was about to ask if she actually liked it before the waiter returned with their food. He placed the soup in front of Benjamin and the BLT in front of Duncan.
"Which of you wanted the plain one?" He asked Harriet and Steph, the latter gently lifted her hand.
A medium sized plate was placed in front of her; decorated with different things- wedges, air fried fries, what looked to be potato balls and a small array of sauces.
A similar plate was placed in front of Harriet, but the wedges seemed to be seasoned differently and the potato balls had a slightly different crumb to them.
Jackie felt weightless as her body leapt over buildings, she wasn't fully used to it yet but she was slowly getting the hang of everything. Every third or fourth try she missed her mark of fumbled- picking herself up and continuing.
She made sure to keep out of view of cameras and most people; or so she thought, she was unaware of the male following her.

She landed out the back of her apartment complex, fixing herself up before she moved to head up inside. The stairs used to hurt her legs after a long day of work, now the three flights of stairs were easy for her.
She stopped at her apartment door, looking down at the small box placed under her doormat, she pushed the door open and walked inside, moving to close the door but left it slightly ajar.

"Hey I'm home!" She called out, looking around at her apparently empty house. She walked to the counter between her kitchen and her lounge, placing the box down gently and looked around again. "Where are you?" She called out into the empty house again.
She furrowed her brow, moving to grab a craft knife to open this box; finding where her 'room mate' was would come later.
I don't mind profanity, profanity is fine!
The only thing I don't like is smut.
Messaged!
Gaia slunk out of the shadows, her ears perked up as she listened for any sign of other person around. She looked at the piece of paper again, A magic shop. She thought before she fanned her wings out slightly, her impressive wingspan making a large shadow on the ground. She relaxed before she moved along quickly, her stomach gave a snarl- Finding wherever she needed to go would have to come later, first she had to sate the appetite.

She moved to tilt her chin up to the sky, breathing in slowly and her tail swayed. She followed her nose, literally, to find where food was.


Untying himself was going to be a lot harder than escaping the Guards, Blake realized.
He had slipped from the Guards pretty easily, everything he had still intact and everything. He looked at the ropes tying his hands together with a frown.

"Rightio." Blake spoke to himself, "This'll be... Fun." He looked around, he knew that the city of Port Vale was close, which was good, but explaining himself would end up being rather... Difficult.
Jackie watched as the mugger slowly stood back up, his knife was more near her than himself. She reacted quickly, moving to stomp her foot down on the handle and flicked it into a trash bin.
"You won't be needing that." She uttered out loud as the Mugger stood up shakily.
"What the fuck..." They started, looking towards Jackie. "Did you do?"

"Kicked you, obviously." Jackie said with a smirk, readying herself for whatever he was going to throw at her.
The Mugger looked at her for a moment before he stepped to try and grapple her. Jackie responded on instinct, stepping back to spring off the wall and flip over him. A small string of strong web stuck to the wall before Jackie landed and she gave it a tug, the loose brick it was attached to swung out and slammed into the Muggers head.

She stood there as the mugger seemed to collapse, unconscious. Her phone buzzed again, Hurry. The text said, People are returning home, I don't want this package stolen or looked through.
She rolled her eyes before she looked around, seeing if anyone was in eyesight before she flicked back her hoodie.
She focused momentarily, breathing slowly before she flicked her wrists, two spits of web flicked out of each of her palms, sticking to higher up on the building before she stepped back and sprung forward, the dust under her feet making a bit of a cloud where she stood.
Ness Nova

Age: Looks 25, much older.
Gender: Female.
Species: Star-Born- A long forgotten race thought to be extinct. Ironically they had said to have died out when their planets star exploded.
Appearance

Height: 5'9".
Face: Deep Ruby Red hair, sits just behind her pointed elf-like ears.
Deep Lilac Purple skin, her hands, feet and underside are darker Lilac. Deep Amber Orange eyes. Pale white freckles dot over her cheeks and her nose.
Attire:
Ness travels lightly, or so it seams.
She wears jeans and a tank top, often with a small vest or jacket.
She's always accompanied by her sidebag, which seems to hold a lot more than what it looks like it should.
She carried her old-styled Scoutbots; as well as a few gadgets always strapped to her or in her bag at all time.
Her tank top allows her wings their freedom, but her vest often covers them so they're hidden.
Her tail is dragon-like, with midnight blue feathers down the tip. Her finger nails and toenails are a natural dark blue as well.

Personality:
Ness takes pride in keeping herself safe, hence the scoutbots and her pet.
She's quiet and often overlooked, well, she used to be overlooked.
She's kind and caring, but due to the incident she's very unwilling to trust.

History will be listed here as it's mentioned in the Roleplay :)
Ness's nose almost crinkled at the term kid. She steeled herself before she nodded, moving quickly to get towards the bike.
She moved to hook the cage on her horns for a second as she steadied herself on the back of the bike.
She winced momentarily as she realized she sat on her tail, she quickly wriggled it out from underneath her. She glanced back at the Shade Skipper, she moved to take her cage off her horns and held it in her hands, moving quickly to run a small chain cord through the hooks and holes on the sides in order to keep it safe.

"I don't have a lot of money." Ness started, wanting to kick herself for even saying it, "But I'm sure I have something to give you worth the trouble."
She took one last glance towards the Shade Skipper before she looked towards the city they were heading to.

I really hope that the Guards haven't been there. The Star-Born thought to herself, at this point she didn't care. She needed a hot shower and some food; somewhere she can freshen up.
A small chirp sound echoed from in the cage, as two green eyes seemed to look out and around, whatever was inside the cage was awake, and restless.
"Shhh." Ness cooed quietly, moving to gently pull a bit of dried meat from her bag and slipped it between the cage bars, pulling back quickly as the snap of jaws echoed from the cage. She swore in a dead language, the language of the Star-Born.
The shadows seemed to twist with the man in the cell. His mind was hazing over; unable to focus too hard on reality as the bright moonlight sung in his mind.
A large pair of wings fanned out of the shadows, fanning up before flexing down to touch the ground. A low rumble echoed from the man...

A clawed dragon-like paw slammed on the ground as the sound of bones cracking finished, the stone floor beneath his force cracked; which caused the guards to step back.
One of them swore silently.
"Fuck." The other one whispered, "That is not what I expected."
"The boss mentioned he was something bad..." the first one said, looking to the second quietly, "God the Boss is gonna kill us..." Both of them stared at the deep golden eyes staring back towards the Guards.

The now beastman stepped slightly into the moonlight, his scales glinting quietly as he stared towards the creature in his cell.
His nostrils flared and his maw slowly opened, the sound to an alligator hissing echoed from his throat and through his maw.
Sara mouthed that she'd talk to the two soon before she continued on putting soup out. She went along how she normally would; but a bit more smily towards the other patients.

Ray looked at Marc as he spoke to her, looking down at her meds before she looked at her soup and started eating without another word. She didn't need to comment on anything he had to say, he wasn't important to her at the moment. Talking to him was Sara's task.
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