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9 yrs ago
Please check out my RP search thread! ✿ roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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11 yrs ago
Once I start the RPs I'm plotting now I can go on to start some more! Because I know there'll be lots of waiting in between. :) Putting my interest check on hold now.
11 yrs ago
OMFD. That interest check was more successful than I expected. Thank you all for your lovely RP offers! But I need to slow down!!!
11 yrs ago
Going to try to start some rps tomorrow!
11 yrs ago
The thing about me is that I need to be in a lot of RPs at once. One post will get the engine going for all the others. I've honestly never been in "too many" at once. RP with me a lot! <3

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About Rin


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Basics

Female, Late 20's, Southern USA, Single, Straight, Religious

Personality

Introverted, anxious, cat lover

Aesthetics

Watercolors, blues and greens, mermaids, books, hidden faces, cats, old stuff, florals, typography

Hobbies

Read, write, consume TV. Pinterest/Wish/Etsy. Commissioning Art. Tumblr. Tea. Podcasts

Working On

ASL, Graphic Design/Typography/Web Design, MY HOUSE 😣

Fandoms

Modern: Brandon Sanderson, Tamora Pierce, Gail Carson Levine
Classics: Pride and Prejudice (and Zombies too), Robin Hood, The 3 Musketeers, Sherlock Holmes, Phantom of the Opera
Anime: Yona of the Dawn, Hikaru No Go, Pokemon, Inuyasha, Hayao Miyazaki, Sailor Moon, Naruto (fandom more than canon)
Movies: Pirates of the Caribbean, Pride and Prejudice, THE PRINCESS BRIDE
TV: Gilmore Girls, Stargate, Stargate Atlantis, The Librarian, Firefly, Timeless, Leverage, Alias

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It's a little late to be posting this, since I already started a couple rps... But hi guys! I'm glad there's a site like this. I hope to start even more RPs soon <3
24 hours of work! The only things that had kept Yura going were vast quantities of both chakra and determination. Without those she wouldn't have been able to complete it nearly so soon. Well, those things plus some talent and experience. She had rested briefly a couple of times and even eaten an apple. But it wasn't enough. Now her body and mind ached, especially her fingers, and she was thoroughly exhausted. However, the mix of achievement (and the adrenaline from her acrobatics at the end) had her running on a false high. She was glistening with sweat, short of breath and she was flushed. But her eyes were glittering with triumph. It was exactly like she'd just completed a good workout, not like she was sick. She sighed heavily and made her way to her room, ready to just crash--despite her "second wind" feeling--the exhaustion was mounting like a tsunami.

On the way she nearly bumped into Kazu, but drew up short. She tried to catch her breath and swiped a hand across her sweaty face, grimacing at the twinge of pain in her fingers. Then she looked toward Kazu. But not at her face. As Yura always did, her attention went first to the woman's hair. She quickly looked it over and her fingers twitched, the seal on her hand even swirling to life again. If her hands didn't ache so badly she might have tried to touch the strands. But then she controlled herself. "Pretty," she stated. Only then did she cut her eyes toward Kazu's face. A smile slowly lifted one side of her mouth, then the other. Her red eyes glittered even more. "If you ever need someone to even out this side for you~... It's kind of my specialty," she offered, lips parting to bare her teeth. Her hand indicted the long side of Kazu's hair, but only hovered over it, not touching, just twitching. Her fingers were stiff though and looked swollen.

Yes, this girl's hair would make a nice addition to her collection... And right now she only had 1/4th of her collection left... It was very tempting. A predatory covetousness seeped over her, bleeding into her aura. It was probably palpable to the other kunoichi. But Yura just continued to smile at her. "So, what do you say? Wanna trim?" Her fingers tickled closer.
The servant withheld a sigh and bowed again, taking the reins. However, it wasn't his job to deal with the horses, so he immediately called over someone else. Then he resumed his post, waiting for more guests to arrive.

At the top of the stairs, the princess from the green carriage and the two noblemen disappeared inside. Another servant was waiting for Hans. "Welcome, Your Highness!" he proclaimed in a very chipper voice. Almost like an announcer. "The Dining Hall is just down There, please take some Refreshments! And enjoy your Stay at The Castle of Arendelle!"
Guards took note of all the visitors as they passed, prepared to stop anyone fishy. Some stood on top of the wall, others were mounted below. Prince Hans' rushed entranced caused some raised eyebrows but that was all. Clearly he WAS a prince. He was preceded by two mounted noblemen and shortly followed by a green carriage. As the carriage rattled past, a surprisingly dark-skinned young lady peeked out. She had a beautiful face. She looked surprised to see a man directly in front of her, but then she had just enough time to smile at him prettily. The two gentlemen ahead grumbled as the reigned their horses aside to make room. Then they clomped after it and arrived at the steps. They stumbled over each other trying to reach the carriage first but were too slow. A manservant opened the door and lead the princess out. Acting as if their gallantry hadn't just been thwarted, the two men stuck out their chins and strode after her.

The castle was quite impressive and already decorated for the ball. More servants were posted all along the way to welcome guests and to direct both them and their luggage to wherever they needed to go. No one was required to present an invitation. But Hans was momentarily detained. "Welcome, your highness!" The servant bowed. "Will you be staying with us in the palace?" he inquired, just checking. Hans had no servants carrying his luggage so perhaps he was going to continue rooming on his ship? The servants could of course be coming later though. Knowing princes this one probably left his in the dust.
Like any talented ninja, Yura loved any excuse to practice her skills. And here she was, creating the first line of defense for their headquarters. How exciting! The HQ was a fortress on its own, full of rooms for them all as well as practice grounds and even mysterious catacombs... which, of course, included jailings. It was well away from civilization but you never knew who might find it and you can't expect stone walls to keep ninja out. So it was smart--and very very nice!--of their leader to ask her to do this. She was honored to!

So here she was, weaving a web out of chakra infused hair. It was not her own, but a collection from her victims. She had brushed every strand of it from the heads of corpses with her special red comb... the same one now pinning back the left side of her short, black hair. She was quite proud of it. The actual collection of it was mountainous in size... requiring her to learn some fuuinjutsu. Now her palms were covered in a moving, black, spiral seal with a tendril running down each finger like a vein, ending in a little dot on each finger tip. A single strand of hair sprouted from each finger tip, then stretched taut into the distance.

Now, just after noon, Yura sat on a couple of criss-crossed strands of the web at the top of the tree-line. From below she was just a tiny black speck. Her weight was balanced partially on her butt and partially on one leg which she had drawn up to her chest. Her other, stockinged foot dangled down in front, and her Akatsuki cloak dangled down in back. Her hands were still held out in front of her, fingers wiggling almost like she was playing the piano. It was just one of many positions she'd shifted to after nearly twenty four hours of this work. It was a good thing she was almost done--she was beginning to feel exhausted.

Thanks to the web, no matter where she was she would know if anyone entered. And that would give them an advantage, since from their HQ the edge of the large forest would normally be too far to sense chakra signatures from. So that would be handy! She smiled. And of course, it was also fantastic that anyone who entered would not be leaving again to make any reports. She designed it to close around those who entered and force them further in until they were trapped. She didn't mind at all that being the first obstacle to entry would keep her very busy. Actually, the web didn't require much manipulation once it was set. It was a trap, after all, so she would set it and then revisit as needed. She could even completely leave the area and it would still do its work... the only thing it couldn't do on its own was alert the other Akatsuki that it had trapped something. She pouted. Oh well, the Akatsuki wouldn't be what it was if they actually NEEDED her help to withstand attacks. She was giving their group a further advantage, that was all. She shrugged slightly.

And, ahhh! Her red eyes lit up. Now she was done! Smiling, she tied off the web and turned off the seal. She examined her palm and judged that she still had 1/4th of her collection left to play with. "Goody!" she giggled. Then she shifted onto both feet and hopped up, belying her exhaustion. But she did take a moment to stretch her fingers and work out her shoulders as she tiptoed along the main strand she'd been sitting on. Ahh, that was better! Yura adjusted her super long arm sleeves, wiggled her fingers again, then dropped her arms.

Then she stepped forward and began to slide one hundred feet down a diagonal strand like she was grinding down a rail, a crazy smile on her face. Then she tight-rope walked across a horizontal strand and slid down a shorter section facing the opposite direction. Being a ninja, she was close enough now to simply jump out of the web maze and land safely in a crouch. But that was no fun. Reaching the bottom of this skid, she leapt forward and grabbed another. Then she swung around it a few times and threw herself forward, "yippie!"ing as she free fell. She twisted in the air and finally she landed, rolled, and immediately bounced back onto her feet. She jogged forward a few paces then pivoted, still jogging backward, and looked at her web one last time.

It was a masterpiece! She hoped someone used it soon. Someone with nice hair <3 She chuckled and turned.
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Crown Princess Elsa of Arendelle sat at an elaborate dressing table, watching calmly as her handmaiden put the finishing touches on her hair. She was already dressed and her makeup had been completed. Then the final pin was placed. She was more than presentable now, she was outstanding--just the way the King and Queen required it.

"Thank you, Abegail," stated Elsa, shifting her eyes away. The neutral tone of her voice had less to do with a lack of appreciation for her handmaiden's help and more to do with her unease over what she'd been helping her dress for.

"Yes, your highness," murmured the handmaiden, withdrawing from the room. She was a sweet woman, older than the princess, who knew the girl's secret and pitied her greatly. Enough even to keep the secret and not to judge her harshly. But Elsa didn't want anyone's pity today... she had enough of it for herself.

As the door closed, Elsa rose from her vanity and crossed through streaming light to the large, latticed window in her room. It was already late morning. She placed gloved fingers against the glass, momentarily twinging at the memory of blasting it with ice as a child--so many mistakes she'd had, and looked out.

It was a bright, beautiful morning with people milling about in the city below. To the side was the harbor, with many ships moored already. But Elsa easily picked out the royal ship from Corona Kingdom. She looked down, at the castle walls which were proudly thrust open, and was just in time to see the tail end of a procession. Just then trumpets blasted.

"She's here," Elsa murmured, closing her eyes, hands slipping from the glass.

She turned and looked into a mirror. She had white blond hair twisted into her customary style, with a small tiara resting atop her head. Purple eyeshadow, rosy pink blush, dark pink lips. Tasteful stud earrings. Her dress was beautifully crafted. She looked flawless and fashionable. But did that equate beauty? What about her countenance? Unguarded as she was at the moment, Elsa's expression was uncertain and nagged by worry. There was, as always, an undercurrent of terror in her eyes, an almost hunted look that she could easily pick out. Did others see it too? She shuddered at herself and turned away, tugging at her gloves for reassurance.

There was a knock at the door. She smoothed her dress, straightened, and fully turned her back on the window.

"You may enter," she called. Then she swallowed hard, her heart beginning to pound. Was it Anna herself? Or a manservant come to collect her? 'I'm not ready to see her!' she fretted, picturing the girl's typically enthusiastic and hopeful greetings, struggling to keep the war of emotions out of her posture and off of her face. But as soon as she saw who it was she felt like fainting with relief. "Abegail," she said, allowing herself just a sigh of relief and slumping of her shoulders.

The handmaiden curtsied, appearing not to notice her slipped control. "Yes, your highness. May I make any last minute adjustments for you? It is time to go down."

Elsa breathed calmly and forced herself to smile. "No, thank you. We will go now." She swept forward immediately, not stopping, trying to leave her fears behind. Abegail shut the door behind them.
Summary: Elsa, age 19, is a still a princess and her parents still live. For the past three years they have struggled to arrange a marriage for her with no success. Now it is Anna's, age 16, turn. Kicking off "the season" will be Anna's coming out ball, which royalty from all over will visit. Though the focus should be on Anna--who has been spending her childhood with relatives (Rapunzel's family) away from her home and sister--the King and Queen are getting desperate to marry off Elsa first.

In any case, first Anna has returned and Elsa must face her.
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