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1 mo ago
Current To have actual creativity, motivation, and inspiration back feels like welcoming home an old familiar friend. Comfortable. It's nice.
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3 yrs ago
Finally recovered from postpartum depression and ready to get back to being creative! My apologies to anyone I ghosted in my time of trial. I didn't understand what I was doing.
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6 yrs ago
Yay! I’m finally a mother! And no, I’m not biased. I know my son is the cutest! 💙
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8 yrs ago
All good things come to those that wait, pray, have patience, laugh, love, and are not afraid to dance.
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Well, you seem to have stumbled across my user profile. I'm assuming you're here for a reason? Perhaps looking for details on this user StarfrostedFox? ... You can just call me Autumn! Or Josie! C:

I have been role-playing off and on for the last 20 or so years, which is surprising to realize, and I find it a relaxing and enjoyable hobby. After an accident that left me blind a little over 17 years ago, I couldn't role-play for quite some time, which was rather devastating. About the time that Apple invented Siri, I was able to get enough money to be able to purchase my very first iPhone. And BAM! The world of role-playing was once again open to me. It has been a long process getting used to dictating stories and I inevitably don't always catch every single mistake, But I have learned a great deal of patience and realize the value of taking things slow and working through my text when something doesn't sound completely right. It was only a couple of years ago that I came across this website and the stories I have had here have taught me a lot about myself. I love to create. Role-playing is one of the only outlets I have for the images in my head. So though I may have a tendency to go through cycles of depression and being antisocial, I always seem to come back in the end.

I love stories involving fantasy, supernatural, adventure, mystery, even romance. There probably isn't a genre out there that I wouldn't give a try before I will say that I don't like it.

My favorite style of role-playing is, hands down, one on one. It helps me feel more involved in the story, gives me a chance to be able to talk with the other person involved in a much more casual way, And more often than not results in a long lasting friend and some of my favorite adventures.

I have a tendency to write on a casual to low Advanced level throughout my stories, the minimum coming out to an average of a couple of paragraphs. I just have so much in my head that I want to get out, I have a hard time writing anything less. Another consequence however is that I can't seem to find a lot of patients with story partners that give me a really short and undetailed response every time. It's discouraging to take the time to write out several detailed paragraphs only to get a sentence in reply. If you're here thinking of asking me to do a story, please keep that in mind.

I do not tolerate swearing, extreme Gore, or sexual content in my stories. Period. Nor do I role-play same gender romantic relationships. That is just not going to happen.

If you made it to the end of this and I haven't scared you off, I think you deserve some virtual cookies. Heck, go get yourself some real cookies. Or donuts. Or pie if that is your preference. It was just me rambling away about myself after all. If you aren't scared off and you were indeed here looking to get a story started, feel free to shoot me a private message. I'm always looking to make new friends and have new adventures.

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Chat based role-play is definitely faster paced, I haven't done that in years though. I, like Azure, need some time to wrap my head around how my character is going to respond. Especially if they are a different personality than I am. So with that and the occasional distraction pulling people away, I think our story is going to be at a slower pace. We can implement friendly reminders when it's someone's turn and it's been a few days though. Does that work?

I don't personally have ADHD or autism, but my best friend is autistic. My exposure to ADHD is what I've learned from Penn Holderness on YouTube. Power to you both though. And please, if there is anything I can do to help, just say so. I'd really like to make this a comfortable and creative environment.
Ronan felt a stab of sympathy that he quickly tried to stifle with Giselle's initial reaction, though without his realizing it, a small frown turn down the corners of his mouth. He made no comment as she returned to the office, simply moving forward and standing near the doorway to watch. He knew there was nothing to watch for, but still... Appearances. Especially with little cameras he knew were installed in schools with footage that a certain senator or head assassin might get a hold of.

With Giselle's return and comment, Ronan actually tipped his head slightly to one side. He had known their were going to be children around, but the idea of being an object of interest hadn't really occurred to him until that moment. He hadn't been around anyone younger than 16 in a calm environment in a long time.

"I think I'll manage," he finally said with one of his almost smiles, gesturing her forward. "Lead the way."

The classroom he followed her too was eat and orderly, with touches that spoke to the youth that studied there. He glanced around, taking note of where the desks were, where Giselle sat, where there were windows, and then situated himself in a spot that optimized his view of the room and exits. Adopting a casual stance that would let him act quickly as needed and not tire him out, he waited, braced for the dozens of eyes that would find him, watch him.

It was so much easier being invisible.
"I," huff, "am," puff, "so," pant, "late," wheeze.

August Pine was running behind on his very first day. Literally. The lanky young man was sprinting through the halls, bag swinging wildly from one shoulder, a small pink Pokémon held protectively in his arms. He had gotten absorbed in studying his latest collection of eggs when Sunny, his Chansey, had quietly tapped him on the shoulder and pointed towards the clock. He had hollered a few incoherent words around, gathering up all his things in a whirlwind of action, and scooped up Nugget and run out the door. He thought he had heard one of his Pokémon calling out after him, but he'd have to worry about that later. Ecology 101 needed him pronto.

Weaving around the other people still out in the hallway, miraculously avoiding hitting anyone with his bag and apologizing to anyone he startled, August slowed his steps only long enough to avoid full body collision with the door of his destination. Opening it and slipping inside, he clutched at a stitch in his side and try to catch his breath as quietly as he could. A few heads still turned in his direction, one person sniggered.

August simply beamed at them.

When they had finally all looked away, he quietly slid into an empty chair at the back of the room and glanced at the clock. Five minutes late. Not as bad as he had been bracing for. His mad Dash had done something good for him in the end.

"Cutting it close, don't you think Pinecone?"

August looked towards the whisper, meeting a pair of violet eyes with his own green ones.

"Only a little," he whispered back to his fellow first year, Megan. "It'll be fine. I shouldn't do it again." He paused. "Much."

Megan rolled her eyes, brushing back a wisp of purple curls that had fallen across her face. "You're going to get in trouble if you keep running through the halls all the time," she then said in a sing song voice before gesturing to her laptop. "Syllabus has been sent. TA today. Professor Birch is out of town." Succinct, quiet, and delivered with a heaping helping of sass.

"Thanks Meg," he whispered back, smiling again. He'd have to come up with a better nickname for her at one point.

Settling Nugget onto the table where the miniature Slowpoke contentedly settled her chin on her front feet and stared off into space, August slid his laptop out of his bag and opened it, waking it up and scrolling around to find the syllabus. As he retrieved a pen and notebook, he gathered that the TA, a man in a lab coat that had seen better days, was answering questions that students were asking. He paused, focusing on the ladder end of an answer.

'[]'Not the most exciting? I'd say this all is very exciting,' August thought to himself, though he would never point out that his very thesis foundation was being poked fun at.

He managed to keep from sighing. Always the optimist, he smiled to himself as he began taking detailed notes to himself, using his computer when his hand wasn't fast enough. Even if other people weren't excited about environments and their effects on Pokémon, he was, and that's what mattered to him.

By the time class ended, August had an appreciable amount of notes written out over several pages of his notebook and a sizable list on his laptop screen. He scrawled a few side notes to himself before turning his attention back to his laptop and saving his document before putting the device to sleep.

"Catch you later Piney, i've got to jet to make a stop before my next class," Megan said in a friendly sort of way, having already packed up most of her things and standing from her chair. She gave August a nudge on the arm with her elbow before she retrieved her water bottle and began walking away.

"See you later lavender queen," he called after her, hearing her laugh lightly.

"Dork," she chuckled, casting him a quick amused look over her shoulder before she was gone.

"Mom was right Nugget," August commented to his Pokémon as he started to pack away his computer, "trying to go to the same school as your cousin will definitely make life interesting."

The Slowpoke simply blinked at him, but otherwise chose not to comment. August smiled fondly at her, giving her a rub on the top of her head before fishing a piece of dried pineapple out of his pocket and putting it in her mouth. She looked rather pleased with herself.

Quickly writing down one last thought that came to mind, August put the cap back on his pen and slipped both it and his notebook back in his bag before latching the flap back into place. He glanced around, gaze sweeping over those who were still left. He spotted movement low to the floor and leaned down to get a better look. A Growlithe was standing near one of the other students, looking as if she had just recently deposited a notebook on the floor. He smiled again and automatically fished a small treat out of one of his other pockets. He clicked his tongue to get the fire types attention before holding it out in offering.
Yes, it's your turn @Azure Bubbles. I've been checking on you off and on and was planning on sending you a message later today. If you'd like, I can either tag you here or start up a chat with you where I can help remind you when it's your turn. I have memory problems myself and have to set up lots of reminders on my phone to keep on top of everything and even then I have things slipped through the cracks. If I can help you out, please let me know! :)
Haha! Just picturing the group traveling together and all the odd looks that they are going to get is amusing. Fantasy is fun.
@RisingRobin Thank you! I'll work on an introduction soon! Do you want me to wait and post it after a certain point or get it posted right away? glad you're through your move, those can be time-consuming. Did all go well?

Also, just as a heads up, I'm legally blind and dictate most of what I write, so there may be instances where things get misspelled. Homophones are my bane. Haha! Anyone is free to point them out to me and I can fix them, just be polite about it. :)
But it was a wonderful tangent! I laughed. And I really shouldn't laugh right now, but it was worth it. Thank you! I haven't played Sims in years, but that didn't matter. It was completely relatable.
Thank you. At least it didn't turn into pneumonia. How are you feeling?
I agree. And if it helps, then enjoy it for sure!

I ended up going to the doctor today because I was getting worse. I have bronchitis, but I've started on antibiotics and other medicine. Fun times.
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