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Current [@MrAllenJ] i can be yuor angle or devil
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i have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO just pm me up a casual rp
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#gorillalivesmatter because gators can snatch children without getting shot
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i'm just a guy who's an artist for fun.

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By ancient, i mean- You can guess what the -el suffix means.
"Time's up!" she said, swaying her hair in the wind as she turned away from the boy. Once again, Roanesca sets her mind on looking at more nooks and crannies of the Orean Cause, sprinting in hopes that the same guy won't catch up and keep disturbing the hatted kleptomaniac. "Oi! See za soon after Zi'm done with other shite, Rain! Maybe some other time!" To see a bit better, Roanesca brought out her valued Infernal Steal, once again showing its heated, fiery pride. Her eyes once again scanned for a person knowledgeable enough to know where are the living quarters at. (Rain doesn't look like he knows, at least to her view.) And while doing so, Roanesca waved her fire to gain the attention of any people who know such. "Anyone knows where ze dorms at, ja?", she inquired loudly to the public.
Probably gonna introduce a fallen angel duo soon Though i'm not sure if they belong as students, as teachers or public villains, because they're ancient as hell
It would be great if the guy could let go of her already, Roanesca thought. But telling him her name to the first person she has ever met in the Orean Cause wouldn't be bad. Maybe he was an opportunity to borrow something...ehh, maybe. Probably an opportunity to be recognized as a regular person instead of a thieving bastard? Looks like it. Roanesca turned to the man, putting on a slightly smug face. "Roanesca! As long as zit isn't Roan, feel free to call zme any other variation." Roanesca wanted to be given a more creative shortened name, because everyone else she met called her Roan. In the end though, Roanesca doesn't care whether she'll be called a sneak thief, an overdue account, or anything else. Although her patience was getting lesser by the second. "Zou have five seconds to say anything else before Zi keep walking."
Aaaand...
HAPPY SINGLES AWARENESS DAY!
>tfw no gf >implying i have a gf >feels bad man
Reluctantly accepting her pet's fate, Roanesca crossed her arms in frustration as she let the boy snuggle with her personal amphibian companion. Of course, this was expected of having an unusual pet in possession. Back in the months where Roanesca were temporarily taking breaks from pickpocketing, the people she would encounter on the sidewalk, cafes and soup kitchens frequently eyed her salamander, and some would even approach to have a little handle at it. Roanesca expected the Orean Cause to be a refuge against this annoying occurrence that bugged her to no end, but this was no good. "Fine, ten seconds hold for zou. No more afterwards, not even tomorrow." And exactly ten seconds after saying... "Zi'll borrow that." Roanesca abruptly turned away and walked to the direction behind her, trying to familiarize the Orean Cause while at the same time hoping the guy won't follow her until the end of time. He was honestly a bit annoying, but he also an interesting person to converse with. She has to go to take note of every people's face she sees and every quarter of the school, however. And maybe see if the Orean Cause has dormitories to accommodate a homeless thi- person like her.
"Bleh! Zou can have ze rest, but not ze seed." Roanesca snarled, plucking the big, brown seed from the peach's juicy seed. "To be honest, Zi don't like peaches very much. Ze only reason zi'm keeping zit is because zit's good medicine. Zit's also an infinite supply of food, as long as zou don't eat ze seed." she warned. Two years worth of fruit made a crunching noise as it went straight endlessly into the boy. The girl continued. "What's with zour habit of speaking, anyway, ja? Zou sound like zou just woke up from being ze vegetable." she hypocritically said. Her expression was morphing to an annoyed face, but her tone kept its cool. "As for ze amphibian lizard, Zi think zit doesn't like you.", even though the salamander bears an expression that shows it clearly wants a snuggle. "Isn't zat right, little salamanda?"
UmnĀ @Unfortunately we have posting rule that every two post you can post again....
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... "Zi'll-" What could follow next? "Kill zou?" "Wreck zour insides?" "Burn zour entire family?" This particular word has plenty of implications: murder, torture, massacre, genocide, and many other horrifying possibilities that could happen to this not-so-little guy that happened to have her peach and her hat. Hopefully not. But likely wi- "-borrow zese." ..uhh, nope. As fast as she finished speaking, Roanesca swooped to retrieve the hat and the peach. Out of the hat flew her beige salamander, of which she caught by swinging her hat. "Gotcha! Hmm, ze seed is intact. Thanks for ze retrieval, but zou shouldn't have eaten it. Now zi'd wait for another day." She doesn't really seem to be mad, but as most parents would often refer to themselves, "disappointed." "And zi wish zou really checked first for ze salamanda."
WHOOOSHHHHHHHHHH. Followed by crackling, a streak of fire darts from the front gate. In bright, menacing shades of yellow and orange, the flame proudly shows itself to the confused watchers. Yet the girl who carries the fire isn't being proud at all. "Shite! Ze unspecial person with special stuff hurries to the doors, already hours late! What will zhe do, ja?" This is Roanesca, a girl who went too deep hoarding things that she forgot she was supposed to be in the Orean Cause a while ago. Now she slams the door open, looks left and right a few times, confused on where to go. "Ze Roanesca heads left!", and so she heads right. Remember Stanley Parable? In this case, Roanesca is both the Stanley and the Narrator. A little twist, to say. "Reverse psychology rules!", she says, before sheathing her Infernal Steal and hiding the pride of the fire. At one point she stops on a two-way corridor: one leads to outside, another leads to the "Recreational Room", indicated by a sign hanging on the wall."Zis is something... recreational room." Roanesca turns to the continuing corridor. "What recreation is there in ze recreational room, ja? A playground, ja? Zwe're grown-ups already!" she dissed. "Zi wish zi could turn back, but zit's a long way back there. Outside zit is, zi say!" Now back to the outdoors. Roa-- "FUCK!", she exclaimed, loud enough to be heard generally far. In front of her was her hat being blown off and sliding into the bushes, and because it has something important in it, Roanesca scrambled to find this hat as she reached through the dense foliage. She could consider slashing the bushes, but that would be arson, and Roanesca won't do any crime beyond thievery.
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