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Statuses are sometimes the most relatable things ever- until they talk about kneecaps
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29 days ago
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... ⋙
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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



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Chase Jackson and Kissimi


"Stay here with the kids. The wolves need to come with me," Kissimi shook her head, much to the dismay of Chase.

Chase's expression was that of a boy who'd just been told he wasn't allowed to have hope. He bit his lip, tears pricking at his eyes. But he did not cry, not while Pira was watching. He just nodded silently, frozen in place. She doesn't trust me to defend myself. Why though? The wolves like me. I know a little bit. It's not fair! But he did not share his thoughts aloud, not wanting to sound like a whining infant.
Chase Jackson and Kissimi


Chase nodded before turning to Kissimi. "Master, is there somebody nearby who might be able to tell us more, who we can trust?" He inquired. If there was a doctor nearby, that would be a safer option. "Staying on the ship isn't a good idea, considering this is a Separatist planet and a Republic ship."

Kissimi thought for a moment before responding. "You can't trust anyone here, kid. But I do know somebody," Even though her words appeared to comfort the child slightly, they were disturbed. Whoever she was thinking of was probably a bad idea, but it might be her only option. Survive.
Chase Jackson, Kissimi


"I was a little too focused on helping her and not getting the both of us killed," Kissimi completely ignored the other part of the statement, probably for the better.

She was no master, but she guessed that since her master was dead, it only made sense to mark her training as completed. She'd speak to the Council about it if she ever got the chance to do so. For now, she was just fine to keep up with being as far from the Council as she could get, even if it meant living on a Separatist-controlled planet and hiding who she was on a daily basis. Chase frowned, a bit taken aback by his findings upon studying Megara.

"She was shocked. Pretty bad. Probably beaten as well. Could be more, but I'm not sure," He reported, stepping back a bit.
Pira and Chase Jackson, Kissimi


Pira didn't speak until Chase put a hand on her shoulder, at which point she turned and scampered out of the room to find some towels and see if their pilot had any spare clothes that might fit Megara. Chase studied Megara for a moment before nodding slowly.

"Her and Master Kissimi, yeah," His words were half lies.

Kissimi was slightly startled by Chase's words herself but was able to mask it decently well. She stroked the head of the brown wolf then took the left over bandages from her pocket and handed them to Chase.

"I'm no good myself. I had these left over. Use them," She told the boy, who nodded and warily approached the Jedi.
Pira Jackson


Pira stood near the doorway, silent for a rather long moment. When she spoke, her voice was soft.

"Chase knows where it is. I don't."

Chase Jackson and Kissimi


"We'll be there in a second!" Chase called in response. "So you're a Padawan, like me?"

Kissimi nodded. "Yeah. Come. We should go be of use. The Council wouldn't be happy with us if we don't," She answered, though she could care less what the Council thought.

Chase followed Kissimi into the ship, silent now. He had gotten a sense that she was telling the truth but still didn't completely trust her. She'd shown up so... randomly... and there'd been no mention of her or Master Windu at back at the temple.
Kissimi and Chase Jackson


The brown wolf looked at Kissimi with a look of pure can I hurt him on his face, to Kissimi's amusement. She nodded to the wolf and then beckoned for Chase and Pira to follow. She didn't know the ship very well, but it wouldn't be laid out too differently, and the kids seemed eager to lead the way. Kissimi followed them inside more slowly, leaving the white wolf outside to act as a guard- just in case. This is a Republic ship. The Separatists get word of this and we'll have to leave quickly. Even though I've been surviving, I can't survive this without having to pick a side, She thought, disappointed in the outlook. There weren't many good options, so playing along would be good. She paused as Chase pulled her aside after sending his sister into the ship.

"You're not a Master. Who are you?" Chase asked softly.

Kissimi, though startled, kept her cool. She closed her eyes, taking a moment to respond. "I was Master Window's padawan, but our ship crashed here. I sensed you and your sister and knew I could probably find my way back to the Temple to report the news myself and complete my training," she explained.
Great. I'll get to it later then.
I never said you weren't helpful. Idk where that came from- but did you do the thing for the discord? I haven't checked bc I've been watching youtube.
Nevermind.
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