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Hello fellow Guild members. I'm Zmerr. I love to roleplay. I am very loyal to my roleplays and will honestly let you know when or if I have lost interest. In return, I trust that anyone I may be playing with does the same. I play a wide range of settings with the exception of most supernatural themes. I am almost always willing to try new things and love originality. I'm easy-going and I'm not particularly picky about grammar, though I take pride in my own. I can post anywhere from one sentence to ten paragraphs depending on the situation, though I try to keep it in a range of two to five paragraphs.

Also- If I suddenly seem super busy, don't mistake it as a lack of interest. I'm also the leader of a roleplay guild in Guild Wars 2 and often hold meetings and such.

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"Um, sure." Zmerr said, a little surprised at the question. He came to stand behind her. "Where does it hurt the most?" He placed his hands on her shoulders and waited for further instruction. He was just tall enough to reach her shoulders. He was standing and she was still sitting. Sometimes his size was also a curse. It had its benefits though.
"I'm aware of the bears..." Zmerr mumbled after she was out of earshot and rubbed a small scar on his arm.

He headed back to his own home and entered to find that Ren's bed was empty. His heart skipped a beat "Ren?!" He sounded rather frantic.
Zmerr let her hand go. "I honestly know of no WHITCHES, but then, I wouldn't really know one when I saw one. Magic is magic to me. Whether you're born with it or learn it, I can never tell."
Lol sounds like a plan :) I agree that we should wait around for a while though. Just to be sure.
I'll take 3. Just remind me the day before it starts. I have a memory like a steel sieve.
It would add interest to the story I think.
Zmerr grabbed at her hand when she poked him and glared at her. "Witch? I don't know of any witches. What does she look like and why do you need her?"
Lol
I think I just put up the longest post I have ever written... >-<
Ana woke up in complete darkness. She blinked a couple of times and tried to remember where she was and what had happened. She turned her head to look around her and almost threw up. A sharp pain shot from the back of her head down her spine and to the front of her head. She groaned. She tried to lift her hand to hold her head but it was restrained. Restrained? Why was this happening? After a few moments, she realized she wasn't being restrained. She just didn't have any arms. 'Arms? what even are ARMS?' Ana thought groggily. There was a slight twitch on her leg. A bug maybe? No. It was a finger. Her own finger? Yes. So she DID have arms. and they were still attached! But why couldn't she feel them.

Ana's eyes had adjusted to the darkness by now. She could see fine holes in her arms. There was a little blood, but not enough to be a serious wound. She tried to pick up her arm again, but to no avail. Her finger twitched again though. Alright. that was progress, wasn't it?

As time passed, Ana's eyes were adjusting more and more. Before she knew it, she was seeing colors again. Was it day again and it had just been night this whole time? Then there was a weird rapid ticking sound. A sound like that annoying kid who used to tap his pencil against his desk during a test. Only there were hundreds of that kid. It remained at an even volume and began getting on Ana's nerves.

"Hey! Cutitout!" Her words were slurred. She moved her jaw. She couldn't feel that either. what else couldn't she feel? She told her foot to move. Thankfully it did. Okay. The feet worked. How about the rest of the leg? She used both legs to push her up against the wall. They worked fine. She kept pushing until she could stand on her own without having to lean on the wall for support. Her blood rushed into place and almost threw her off balance again, but she regained stability.

Suddenly, the tapping was much louder. Ana was seriously getting pissed now. She looked around for the source of the noise but couldn't find it. A bug landed on her forehead and she shook her head to knock it off. It flew a few inches from her face.

"Well, hello there little guy." She said as if the bug would understand her. It bobbed a little. And then it had a friend. "Oh! there are two of you!" She smiled a little. "How nice." Then there were five. Ten. Fifteen. Before she knew it, they were all over the place. The tapping was unbearable . She finally discovered the source. The tapping was coming from a million bug feet pattering on the various surfaces of the cave. She could see clearly that it was a cave now as the bugs had an odd green glow to them.

Suddenly, they began to gather in the center of the cave floor. They seemed to be leaving from a small hole in the floor... wait. No. They were condensing somehow. They were becoming one. One giant bug.

Ana tried to scream, but she couldn't find her voice. She collapsed onto the cave floor, totally helpless.
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