StarWight

True/False Game

OMFG YES!!!! Sometimes this emote is needed by god, NEEDED D:

T/F: Sometimes, when you are feeling really cold and alone, you strip, paint yourself green, then hide under a pile of blankets, leaving your head, arms, and legs sticking out. You then proclaim yourself as a turtle, belonging to the Turtle Club, and yell to anyone who happens to be in the house that you are "Turtleicious." And this makes you feel not so alone anymore because it reminds you of your pet turtle named Fred that you had as a kid, that happened to be released back into the swamp, at least that's what your mom told you.

The Sting of a Double Edged Blade (A Harry Potter RP)

After I mention Snape, I see Bridget start laughing too. At least I wasn't the only one who found the image absolutely hilarious. However, her high pitched laugh only seems to make it even funnier to me. As she curls up, clutching her stomach before setting off into hiccups, I approach, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, you okay?" I ask, chuckling. "I um. It wasn't my intent to literally kill you with laughter. I'd hate to have to explain to the headmaster exactly what happened to you, ya know." I smile, but then it suddenly occurs to me that here we are, close quarters and all, with me touching her shoulder. I quickly retract the hand, and turn away, face reddening.

"Well. Um. I suppose maybe we should get ready for bed. Um. Yeah." Blushing more, I make my way to my bed and sit down. I'm not entirely sure what to do. I've never actually shared a room with a female before. At least, not one that wasn't a sister. Oh how they would be laughing at me right now, especially Elsaria. Especially given certain feelings I'm starting to get every time I look at Bridget. It's unsettling to me. That said, it's not exactly unwanted, just...unexpected and unsettling. I gently prod my bag, feelings all muddled up in my head. You need to get ahold of yourself, mate, I think to myself. You're startin' to lose your nut, ya know?

I hate modern romance fiction

<Snipped quote by Zurnt>

except this type of book has always existed.

i hate it because it presents abusive sexual assault as romance.

@Taaj

Okay, but if a character views sexual assault as romance (you see this a lot in mystery/police type books), is it so bad to have that character? I love to write, and one of the villains in a manuscript I wrote is a sexual predator. I'm not, of course, but the character is. And said character is integral to my story because without his actions, the characters wouldn't have grown up to be who they were. The story doesn't revolve around this as a "love story," I'll grant you that, HOWEVER, one person in my story does feel that way.

Which leads into my next question--you read books for a living? Are you a publisher? Or an editor? Would you maybe be interested in reading something that ISN'T a love story, but more suspense/thriller type story with some horror elements to it?

Amnesia in space

I LIKE this RP idea. I like it a LOT, actually!!! Count me in if you can kickstart this thing!!!

The Sting of a Double Edged Blade (A Harry Potter RP)

Death eaters? Someone with a connection to Death Eaters? I must admit, the idea of dealing with someone who at very least helps support the Death Eaters and therefore, He Who Must Not Be Named, makes me slightly uncomfortable. Still, I want answers, and if I have to risk the Dark Lord himself to get them, so be it. To be honest, I'm not really that afraid of him. And I damn sure don't fear his Death Eaters. I am pretty confident I could take any of them one on one. It's when they gang up on you like a pack of rabid dogs that things start getting out of control. And it sounds like the man knows things. So, it's worth the risk.

After I point out the extra...trimmings to her vault, she turns red, stammering "Oh my god...I am so sorry. I didn't see that it had snagged on the corner..." I shake my head, chuckling. "No worries, it happens to the best of us." I respond, waving her embarrassment away. I laugh when she says how Snape would dock points. She was right, really. I could hear it now. "50 points from Ravenclaw. From both you AND Mr. White for failing to inform his "friend" that her undergarments are exposed."

At the thought I just burst out laughing, so hard I start to cry, doubling over and clutching my stomach. "Oh my God, greatest and worst mental image ever!" I exclaim, explaining what had crossed my mind as best as I could through teary laughter. "But then WE could simply remind him how amazing he looked in Neville's grandmothers dress! That would shut him up!" I'm laughing so hard now, that I can't stand up. Sniffing, and trying desperately to get ahold of myself, I attempt to hold my breath for a moment or two. It only sort of works, as tears of laughter stream down my face.

"Oi. So yeah, tomorrow is okay with me," I gasp, barely managing to contain myself. "And I don't have any other questions no. I'm sure whatever happens we can take care of it. Just like Neville took care of that Boggart. With Snape's help!!!" I burst out laughing again, slapping my knee. "A GREEN dress--and the hat, Bridget, the hat!!!" I start to lose myself again, seemingly slowly decending into a madness that I can't seem to get out of. I mean, the hat!

The Sting of a Double Edged Blade (A Harry Potter RP)

I listen to Bridget explain some of her contacts, and the entire thing not only sounds sketchy, but downright dangerous. I wonder about the odds of one of these people being tracked by Aura's, and then us getting caught up in the middle of a bust. That would be my luck, honestly. I'm taken a bit off guard as she casts a charm to make clean blankets and sheets appear. I wouldn't have thought to do that, but it's no doubt a good idea. "Huh," I say, nodding in approval. "Probably not a bad idea. I didn't think about that. I probably would've just laid down and caught Gohnaherpacephylaid's or something." I then proceed to mock her charm, making my own bedding appear.

"So this guy, the one you use Polyjuice Potion to see," I say as she summons her vault, "Do you think he's dangerous sketchy? I mean, it sounds like any of these guys could have the Aura's knocking down their doors at any second. Not that I'm worried, mind, between the two of us I'm pretty sure we could take on just about anyone. It's just, well. It would be nice NOT to have to live a life on the run from the Ministry of Magic. Pretty sure Headmaster Dumbledore would be kinda pissed." I chuckle as stand, leaning against the foot of her bed. It takes me a minute but I notice a pair of her underwear on the box. I arch an eyebrow, and point to the edge of the box where they are hanging.

"Is that a common potions ingredient?" I quip, with a smirk. "I mean, I've never thought of those as useful in potions but hey, it's that sort of out of the box thinking that makes a fantastic potions master. Professor Snape would be proud!" I can't help but grin mischievously. "Seriously though, if we're gonna use Polyjuice, are you wanting to just grab random hairs? I'm pretty sure it wouldn't be that hard to find one, especially around here. Though I'm not sure one would want to ingest any you find in this building..."

Where the cosplayers at?

I have never Cosplayed, but I would like to Cosplay as Kirito from Sword Art Online or Cloud (or Sephiroth) from FFVII. It would be fun to Cosplay as Auron as well, or Mal Reynalds from Firefly.

Google Picture War

Freddy will ALWAYS getcha >:D

QUEST pocket (Here to ruin everything again!)

>Use your wang as a key to OPEN IT

I went to Detroit and survived

WOW!!! How did you live? I bet you had to kill 100 people! Get stab-happy?! FIGHT MURDER WITH MURDER?!!!