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Statuses are sometimes the most relatable things ever- until they talk about kneecaps
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Building a guide to engaging roleplay! Need people to interview. If you want to, PM me! Input would be a great help! :)
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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : 432302
My name is Bailey, Agent, Trip or 43. I am versatile in roleplay topics, though I prefer to do almost anything in the fantasy realm. I'd be willing to rp with anybody, as long as you have enough patience to deal with my awkward personality and sometimes poor grammar. My PMs are open to discussing rps.
Please note that I have not existed or roleplayed for almost half a year so I will be struggling for a little while until I pick my abilities back up! I will try my best, so feel free to PM me as said above! I talk too much sometimes, sorry
If you two want, you two can just rp for a bit. Jila is just knocked out. I might slip in with a bit of what's happening on the sidelines, but it's pretty much her third vision-scene-thing coming true. I can slide in when she wakes up.
Jila remained blacked out, probably her body trying to keep her from feeling pain. Her visions had stopped, and all she knew was blackness. Pure, complete, utter, smothering, blackness.
Jila was still out cold, the burns had spread, and a few pieces of scorching hot metal had burried themselves in her skin. Her face was a patchwork of burns, red and blackened. First responders were working their way down the train, but the car was at the back, so they might be too late if Lily didn't act soon. Jila's pulse was weakening, and her breathing was raspy- not just because of the smoke that slowly suffocated her.
Jila didn't respond to James's attempts as more visions crowded her mind, keeping her frozen in place. Despite how it might look, she had already lost consciousness not seconds before James attempted to get her to move. She wouldn't be able to respond even if she wanted to. By now, first responders had started hosing down the burning train, but the flames had already started to lick the cieling above Jila. Embers fell and died upon contacting her skin, and a few chunks of burning metal started to fall. It was inevitable. Somebody had to get hurt.
Jila stayed unmoving, lost in the world of her vision as vision her tried to learn more. Her eyes were shut tight, and she couldn't hear the screams of the dying. The vision changed to something else- still her though.
White. White everywhere. Then blackness. Then slow blinking back into the whiteness. The white was too bright. She tried to close her eyes but a voice spoke above her- a familiar female voice, not that Jila had many of those. "Welcome back, Lajila. You gave us quite a scare." Jila tried to speak but couldn't. Something pricked her arm and the scene faded again.
Jila just lay there, not noticing the glass that pierced her skin and drew blood. She was shivering rather violently. The whole events of the evening had her absolutely shaken up. She didn't know what was what, since flames were starting to spread over the train. The noise was too much for her patience and she curled up, wincing as she did so. She was about to take out her phone but a vision flashed in her mind.
Blood. Screaming. Blackness. She couldn't see a thing and smoke made her cough voilently. She had no idea what was going on. As far as she could tell, as she looked around, only James, Lily, the kid, and the dog survived this excluding herself. Bodies littered the ground, smoking and horrifying. She tried to close her eyes but they wouldn't close. Then a voice spoke. "Survive, Lajila Nox. You must survive..."
[center]⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
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[indent][color=00aeef]My name is Bailey, Agent, Trip or 43. I am versatile in roleplay topics, though I prefer to do almost anything in the fantasy realm. I'd be willing to rp with anybody, as long as you have enough patience to deal with my awkward personality and sometimes poor grammar. My PMs are open to discussing rps.
Please note that I have not existed or roleplayed for almost half a year so I will be struggling for a little while until I pick my abilities back up! I will try my best, so feel free to PM me as said above![/color]
[sup][s]I talk too much sometimes, sorry[/s][/sup][/indent]
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center">⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙<br>ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : 432302</div><br><div class="bb-indent"><font color="#00aeef">My name is Bailey, Agent, Trip or 43. I am versatile in roleplay topics, though I prefer to do almost anything in the fantasy realm. I'd be willing to rp with anybody, as long as you have enough patience to deal with my awkward personality and sometimes poor grammar. My PMs are open to discussing rps.<br><br>Please note that I have not existed or roleplayed for almost half a year so I will be struggling for a little while until I pick my abilities back up! I will try my best, so feel free to PM me as said above!</font><br><sup><span class="bb-s">I talk too much sometimes, sorry</span></sup></div><br><hr class="bb-hr"><br><div class="bb-center"><font color="#0054a6">Current rps</font></div><br><font color="#0054a6">Name <div class="bb-right">With</div></font><br>not up to date<br><hr class="bb-hr"></div>