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  • Old Guild Username: Vocalia
  • Joined: 12 yrs ago
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    1. Vocalia 12 yrs ago
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Status

Recent Statuses

8 yrs ago
Current Want to sleeeeeeeeeeeeep
10 yrs ago
I've recently been assigned to a long-term project team at work and will have my free time drastically reduced. For this reason, I won't be online here as often.
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11 yrs ago
I now haz job. Writing will slow from Friday next week. Majority will be done on weekends and other occassions.
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11 yrs ago
Holiday's over. Back to looking for work.
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11 yrs ago
Busy looking for work now. X_X

Bio

Hello! My username is Vocalia!

A brief background:

> Female from Indonesia, Indonesian as mother tongue, English as fluent second language
> GMT +7 timezone, normally works on weekdays from 6 AM to approx 6 PM local time

Well, with that out of the way, my RP preferences:

> Mostly casual. Can write up to 3 paragraphs with sufficient info for detail expansion
> Advanced intimidates me, but I'm willing to give it a shot when it comes to 1x1
> Has no pairing and gender preferences, though I skew towards MxF or MxM. 18+ is okay with me
> Not terribly fond of post-apocalyptic, cyberpunk, fandom RPs and sci-fi
> Thanks to the Private Convo system, I can now do PM RPs without losing track (Yay!).

That's pretty much it. Feel free to PM me or say hi! I won't bite, I promise! :)

Most Recent Posts

"Given what you've told me about her, I'd rather stick with you instead. Wouldn't want her reprogramming my head or anything..." Hayley shuddered upon the thought of having to meet her other self, especially if she was as cold and ruthless as Isaac said. Hearing his question about their activity for the day, she sighed and mulled over what they could do when an idea sprung into her mind. "How about we go out for a walk? Just to get some fresh air and probably hang around. I definitely need to move around after three days of being as still as a log. What do you think?"
Hayley was rather nonchalant about his theory on her power, knowing full well that not even she had any idea whatsoever about said power, let alone how to use it. "It's okay. We'll figure something out eventually," she replied and calmly washed off her throat with a glass of water. "Besides, even if I could use it, I'm still gonna have to start from square one with no fucking instruction manual to work with. Might as well take it easy and don't think too much into it. I'm sure that other me would show her hide if she has to."
As much as she tried not to act like a prisoner who had been starved for months, she couldn't help but accept the offer. Once her plate was cleaned out, she went and grab seconds before heading back to the table. "I swear I could eat a horse! Makes you appreciate what you could get," she jokingly mused and let their breakfast continued in silence. Once her hunger was finally sated, she looked at Isaac with a somewhat fascinated gaze and asked, "Isaac, about the power you saw coming from me... Do you think I could use it, like you could with yours?"
Hayley blinked for a short moment, clearly not seeing that coming, before sheepishly nodding and turning to her food. What was that just now? she thought. That was... kinda abrupt. Wanting to ward off any indecent thoughts that might came into her mind, she began scarfing her food, thankfully helped by the fact that she hadn't eaten for three days straight. "Yup, having you cook for me was one of the best decision I've made," she remarked with a chuckle. "Y'know, I should probably get back to cooking myself. I gotta do something to repay the favor, especially after all the shit you went through for me."
The image of Vincent in pain flashed through her mind, causing her to frown with shame. "I haven't thanked him for that..." she replied. "He didn't have to do that, to be honest. Between that and what happened in the ring, he'd be better off letting me die, but I guess I shouldn't look at a gift in a horse's mouth, huh? Let him know I say 'thanks'." Smiling calmly and finally remembering that they had food on the table, she decided to put aside her questions until after breakfast. "Let's dig in already. I'll save my questions for later. I'm starving!"
Hayley frowned with suspicion. If Vincent was involved, it had to be something bad, or compromising at the very least. She had a feeling that Isaac wouldn't do anything indecent, but the same couldn't be said about his psychopathic other personality. "What do you mean? Am I injured when you brought me back?" she asked, then quickly added, "I'm not accusing you of anything, mind you. I don't think I've thanked you for dragging my useless ass back home and the groceries too, from the looks of it. I'm surprised they survive that battle."
"Really?" Hayley had never bested someone like Nigel before, so to hear what happened to him was quite surprising, at the very least. "How chilling was she? What sort of person is this 'other me' anyway? From what you've told me, she sounds like a complete, mechanical nutcase. To be fair, I wouldn't want to go against her either, if what you told me about her was correct." A thought then popped up inside her head. "Say, how come you're still alive? Did she do something to you or that brainless friend of yours?"
By the time Isaac was done filling her in on what had happened, she was blinking in a mix of shock, horror and fascination. "Wait, wait, wait! So you're telling me... that I somehow went ballistics, started turning up like a possessed bitch, then went batshit insane on that bastard, forcing him to hightail it when he also went nuts and reached a stalemate..." Biting her lip, she looked at him again, a part of her hoping that he was just pulling her leg and another part of her giddy with the prospect of her actually being able to finally go toe-to-toe with other powerful people. "I'm not hearing things, right? That shit really went down, didn't it?"
Shaking her head, Hayley placed one hand on her temple and replied, "I'm gonna sound like someone on crack... I could remember feeling so frustrated, furious and, oddly enough, in a lot of pain. The last thing I remembered before blacking out was looking at the place where that bastard ambushed us. I saw you and the jackass, but it's almost as if I was looking at you two from a helicopter, kinda like I'm up in the air or something. And then, something... black came right out in front of me, covered my eyes and I'm out like a light."
"Three days?! Are you fucking serious?" Hayley's jaw went slack with disbelief and she dragged herself to the table, groaning and sighing. "Man, that bastard must have hit me really hard for me to start seeing things, then black out for three days..." Glancing into the fridge, she was mildly surprised to see it full with the things they bought. I'm surprised those items are unharmed... Looking at Isaac as he worked in the kitchen, she paused for a moment before asking, "Hey... Did anything happen while I was out for the last three days?"
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