Hey guys, I'm going on a 'mini-vacation' to see family that is visiting from out of town. I will most likely not be able to post. Ill see you all in about a week! Much love~
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It's good to be back.
STATUS: Had to google who won the super bowl. I guess congrats to the Cheifs on their second superbowl win. Go sports ball? I'm just waiting for MLB spring training 3 yrs ago
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Had to google who won the super bowl. I guess congrats to the Cheifs on their second superbowl win. Go sports ball? I'm just waiting for MLB spring training
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Always remember you’re unique, just like everyone else.
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I get that. Roleplaying is my escape from the hell my life has been. PM me if you ever need to talk. That goes for anyone on the site tbh
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since theres still a bunch of peeps online, if anyone wants to join a laid back RP with some incrdible writers -> roleplayerguild.com/posts/3…
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yeah dude, i remember reading it all about 2 years after I joined, i keep it bookmarked for when new stuff gets added. it definitely helped me
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Hallo, bio update time!
Caucasian, Female, mid-20's.
I speak English, German, Russian, French, and still learning all 4 and more.
My favorite color is like a teal green?
My music taste is all over the place.
My good friend @Symstar99 introduced me to this place, and I love it so much, I keep coming back.
I'm into pretty much any role-play, I prefer 1x1 or small group but can also do large group/open. I love apocalyptic, supernatural, Sci-Fi, love and romance.
If you want to know anything or just wannna talk or RP, I'm just a PM away. ^_^
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Co-GM: Age of Darkness: Despair of the Golden Goddess
Caucasian, Female, mid-20's.
I speak English, German, Russian, French, and still learning all 4 and more.
My favorite color is like a teal green?
My music taste is all over the place.
My good friend @Symstar99 introduced me to this place, and I love it so much, I keep coming back.
I'm into pretty much any role-play, I prefer 1x1 or small group but can also do large group/open. I love apocalyptic, supernatural, Sci-Fi, love and romance.
If you want to know anything or just wannna talk or RP, I'm just a PM away. ^_^
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My new avatar is bomb. 
@Mimic@Dark Light
[Upstairs]
Alex was just thinking about the changing scenery outside. It seemed like they were in Seattle about an hour ago, and Alex was sure that they might now be somewhere far from Earth. Then again, the Tavern wasn't really anywhere. In the midst of her thoughts, a voice cut in. "Z-ry-d. My name is Zyrid, and your name?" She turned to find this man, Zyrid, looking at her. "My name is Alex." She turned her body to face him and pulled her eyes to the floor. She shuffled her feet nervously as the tension in the room was so think you could cut it with a butter knife. She looked up at Clay who still seemed to have the countenance of someone who really needed a punching bag. She turned back to her original place back at the window and considered going downstairs for a smoke.
[Upstairs]
Alex was just thinking about the changing scenery outside. It seemed like they were in Seattle about an hour ago, and Alex was sure that they might now be somewhere far from Earth. Then again, the Tavern wasn't really anywhere. In the midst of her thoughts, a voice cut in. "Z-ry-d. My name is Zyrid, and your name?" She turned to find this man, Zyrid, looking at her. "My name is Alex." She turned her body to face him and pulled her eyes to the floor. She shuffled her feet nervously as the tension in the room was so think you could cut it with a butter knife. She looked up at Clay who still seemed to have the countenance of someone who really needed a punching bag. She turned back to her original place back at the window and considered going downstairs for a smoke.
How many people are in the room?
Me, Other Alex, Zyrid, and Clay. Ayeka is downstairs as I understand.
@Mimic@Overlord24@Dark Light
Alex remained standing in the doorway and kept her back turned towards the bed. Not by means of disrespect, but to ease her curiosity. If she were facing him, she would surely be studying him quite intently, and making him uncomfortable was not on the to-do list. She also wanted to keep Alex from barging his way through. His young, naive mind was begging for a fight, or any reason to draw his sword.
Weakly, the man spoke up, "If you have any questions, go ahead. Though, I'd like to talk to whoever is in charge around here." Alex cocked her head just enough to see the outline of her face, shrouded in hair, "Dorian owns the place, talk to him. He should be up 'ere sooner or later. You caused quite the ruckus." She looked around the room for a moment and then turned to face him. "Alright, I don't care where' ya came from, what happened or what ya are, but why are ya 'ere?"
Just then she heard the echo of footsteps from the stairs and she turned her head back to the doorway to see Clay with his arms crossed over his chest, leaning on the doorframe with his jaw tight and his features pulled into almost a scowl. "So who's this guy?" Clay gestures to the man on the bed. "n' I hope someone's paying for this room." Alex holds her posture and almost turns up her nose at him, not enough to be a complete bitch, but enough to let him know that she wants no more of their previous interactions.
"Why dontcha ask 'im yerself. And I'm sure he can take it up with Dorian." Alex turned from him and everyone else in the room and went to stand by the window. She remained indignant and reserved while she felt Clay's eyes bore into her back.
Alex remained standing in the doorway and kept her back turned towards the bed. Not by means of disrespect, but to ease her curiosity. If she were facing him, she would surely be studying him quite intently, and making him uncomfortable was not on the to-do list. She also wanted to keep Alex from barging his way through. His young, naive mind was begging for a fight, or any reason to draw his sword.
Weakly, the man spoke up, "If you have any questions, go ahead. Though, I'd like to talk to whoever is in charge around here." Alex cocked her head just enough to see the outline of her face, shrouded in hair, "Dorian owns the place, talk to him. He should be up 'ere sooner or later. You caused quite the ruckus." She looked around the room for a moment and then turned to face him. "Alright, I don't care where' ya came from, what happened or what ya are, but why are ya 'ere?"
Just then she heard the echo of footsteps from the stairs and she turned her head back to the doorway to see Clay with his arms crossed over his chest, leaning on the doorframe with his jaw tight and his features pulled into almost a scowl. "So who's this guy?" Clay gestures to the man on the bed. "n' I hope someone's paying for this room." Alex holds her posture and almost turns up her nose at him, not enough to be a complete bitch, but enough to let him know that she wants no more of their previous interactions.
"Why dontcha ask 'im yerself. And I'm sure he can take it up with Dorian." Alex turned from him and everyone else in the room and went to stand by the window. She remained indignant and reserved while she felt Clay's eyes bore into her back.
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Shhhhhhhh. I haven't slept in 2 days. XD But i fixed it lol
@Mimic@Overlord24@Continuum
Alex felt a hand on her shoulder and she turned her head towards the man, her eyes still glimmering purple. "There will be no need for that," He leaned on her shoulder, seemingly looking for something to prop himself on. "I am no mimic, but I do take residence within one when I choose,".
"Just know I mean no harm. And that if that dusting female is still ill, I will tend to her myself." He removed his hand and sat back down on the bed. He looked dizzy. Alex hoped that the cowboy was coming with the doctor soon. She turned and gave a glance to the man on the bed and then returned her attention to Alex. "Alright, ya heard em. He's no mimic. Now git on." She resolved to stand in front of the bed until Alex left.
Alex felt a hand on her shoulder and she turned her head towards the man, her eyes still glimmering purple. "There will be no need for that," He leaned on her shoulder, seemingly looking for something to prop himself on. "I am no mimic, but I do take residence within one when I choose,".
"Just know I mean no harm. And that if that dusting female is still ill, I will tend to her myself." He removed his hand and sat back down on the bed. He looked dizzy. Alex hoped that the cowboy was coming with the doctor soon. She turned and gave a glance to the man on the bed and then returned her attention to Alex. "Alright, ya heard em. He's no mimic. Now git on." She resolved to stand in front of the bed until Alex left.
@Mimic@Overlord24
Watching as the man woke up, Alex sat still, waiting for him to speak. He propped himself up on his arm and looked down, assessing the situation. His hand moved to rest upon hers as he spoke with a voice that was soft and warm, deep and inviting. "Sorry, and thank you." Alex remained silent, but she smiled at him, and nodded. Leaning against the headboard an interesting look crossed his face, as he realized that he might have been a bit awkward. He removed his hand from hers and into his lap, and Alex blushed a bit realizing that it was, in fact, a bit awkward. She quickly averted her gaze, looking towards the floor and realizing that the Other Alex was in the doorway.
'Where the hell did he come from,' the confusion didn't stop there. "Alex, I think that's the Mimic." His hand was grazing the hilt of his sword. "You might want to take a large step back before it wakes up." Alex stood up and took a step to the side, as to block their view of each other. "Alex, go downstairs. You have no business being' 'ere. If he proves to be difficult, it's my job to take care of it." Her eyes flashed purple and she intently stared him down, threatening him for the second time that day. "Now, I don't want any trouble now, ya 'ere?"
Mimic or not, this man needed to rest and didn't need this annoying little bugger bothering him.
Watching as the man woke up, Alex sat still, waiting for him to speak. He propped himself up on his arm and looked down, assessing the situation. His hand moved to rest upon hers as he spoke with a voice that was soft and warm, deep and inviting. "Sorry, and thank you." Alex remained silent, but she smiled at him, and nodded. Leaning against the headboard an interesting look crossed his face, as he realized that he might have been a bit awkward. He removed his hand from hers and into his lap, and Alex blushed a bit realizing that it was, in fact, a bit awkward. She quickly averted her gaze, looking towards the floor and realizing that the Other Alex was in the doorway.
'Where the hell did he come from,' the confusion didn't stop there. "Alex, I think that's the Mimic." His hand was grazing the hilt of his sword. "You might want to take a large step back before it wakes up." Alex stood up and took a step to the side, as to block their view of each other. "Alex, go downstairs. You have no business being' 'ere. If he proves to be difficult, it's my job to take care of it." Her eyes flashed purple and she intently stared him down, threatening him for the second time that day. "Now, I don't want any trouble now, ya 'ere?"
Mimic or not, this man needed to rest and didn't need this annoying little bugger bothering him.
@Mimic
Alex leaned over in her chair so that she was closer to this mysterious man who came out of nowhere. She felt a fondness and need to protect, but it struck her that this man is not one that needs protection. Yet, she still felt a connection. Unable to figure out why, it would surely eat her brain, at least until he woke up.
For a moment, while studying his face, it seemed like he would wake up. His eyelids fluttered and he made a small breath, like he would speak. Extraordinarily Alex noticed a spark of purple flame-like light arise from the tips of his fingers. She reached for his hand and took it to examine it. She was too immersed in his hand to notice the small sliver of smoke he seemed to breathe out. But just as soon as he woke, he fell back asleep and again went limp. Alex sighed and land back in her chair, still lightly touching her fingers to his and wondering.
Alex leaned over in her chair so that she was closer to this mysterious man who came out of nowhere. She felt a fondness and need to protect, but it struck her that this man is not one that needs protection. Yet, she still felt a connection. Unable to figure out why, it would surely eat her brain, at least until he woke up.
For a moment, while studying his face, it seemed like he would wake up. His eyelids fluttered and he made a small breath, like he would speak. Extraordinarily Alex noticed a spark of purple flame-like light arise from the tips of his fingers. She reached for his hand and took it to examine it. She was too immersed in his hand to notice the small sliver of smoke he seemed to breathe out. But just as soon as he woke, he fell back asleep and again went limp. Alex sighed and land back in her chair, still lightly touching her fingers to his and wondering.
@Mimic If you ever write a book, I want to read it. <3
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