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8 yrs ago
Current Some things have happened and the potential for tragedy has hit full force. If replies are slow, I apologize.
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8 yrs ago
Busy today and possibly tomorrow due to building a pool. Posts may come slow if they come at all.
8 yrs ago
Looking for lots of RP.
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I'm a single mother who's been RPing for over 15 years.

I enjoy anything medieval/fantasy related and several other RPs.

I get irked easily by people who don't know the difference between "Their", "There", and "They're". Also the ones who use "U" instead of "You".

I'm currently trying to garner interest in my original concept RP, Return of the Dragonlords.http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/127256-return-of-the-dragonlords/ooc#post-3693683

I won't give out any off-site contact info here but if you're interested in asking I have Facebook, Skype, and Yahoo. I might be persuaded to give the info via PMs.

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I didn't see you posted 4 hours ago until a few minutes before I posted. -_- I hate it when it slips in on me like that lol.
She blinked. "Hm? Oh! It's nice to meet you, Curt. I'm Alyssa." She smiled back at him as she walked down the hallway. She lead him down a few halls and into a back room. As soon as the door opened, the sounds of dogs barking filled the room. There were a lot of kennels in the room; some large, others small. Each one housed a dog or two inside and most of the ones barking were the larger breeds. Her brow twitched slightly with a bit of annoyance at the dogs. She'd never be able to hear his voice over all that racket.

"Shhh!" She stopped cold as she let out the hiss for quiet, one finger going over her lips subconsciously. It never did cease to amaze her when they actually listened to that command. The whole room went quiet. She put her hands on her hips, raising a brow as she looked around at the dogs in the cages. "...Never did understand how that always worked..." She muttered under her breath. After a moment, she turned to Curt and gave a light smile.

"Well, here we are. The first thing you should be aware of is how much work a pet is. Particularly dogs. Unlike cats, you can't just leave a dog to its own devices. They require training, exercise, grooming, and most importantly, love." Her expression became serious again as she spoke. Her voice remained gentle, but this was always the part that generally tended to get her convictions roused.

"A dog is a lot of responsibility. And furthermore, they're more like people than you might think. Dogs can be loyal, and they're probably the most faithful companion you'll ever find. They love you unconditionally, and deserve the same in return. So, depending on how much work you want to put in, will depend on the best breed for you to choose. If you don't mind a lot...and I do mean a lot of grooming, a longer haired dog would be good. However, consider the breeds closely. Another thing to keep in mind is the connection you have with a dog when you go to pick one out."

She paused for a few moments before continuing, letting all the information settle in. "Now that we're done with the warning, these are the main questions we need to ask in order to pair you with a good dog. First of all; how much time can you spend a day with the dog in hours? How active are you? Do you have a house with a yard or an apartment? Are you wanting a dog for a companion, an exercise partner, or a guard dog? What sort of activity are you looking for in a dog? Do you want one who's full of energy, one who's mellow, or somewhere in between? But most importantly.... Are you able to accept whatever dog you choose as a member of your family? Are you going to be able to love and care for your dog the way they should be? Dogs are like children. And the more they bond with you, the more they want to be with you. It's a bit like having a two year old for the next ten to fifteen years." She chuckled.

"I know it sounds like a lot, but they're really all important to finding the right type of dog for you."
Lol not at all. That's one thing that might possibly get Kynna into trouble. She can't kill. That's why she doesn't eat anything but fruit when she's on her own. So this is her way of being able to stop a danger to herself without killing someone. It's a passive move really. She could give you a sharp headache, but other than that, the only other thing she can basically do is change your mood. Like a sad song would bring a man to tears or a happy one would stop the enemy by making them laugh too much to fight.
Did a change to Kynna's abilities, including adding a third for story purposes.
Kynna of the Heavens


Name: Kynna Brilene

Age: She appears around the age of 18, though she doesn't know for sure.

Race: Human

Inherent Ability: Toughness.

Acquired Abilities:

Healing: Kynna is able to heal with just a touch of her hand and pure will. Though this leaves her weakened when healing a large or otherwise deadly wound, and she is unable to heal anyone too close to death.

Intuitioni] Kynna has very strong intuition. These will eventually lead up to occasional visions, but the intuition on things is still stronger. This intuition is her driving force, and she's always pulled to where she needs to go. Unfortunately for Kynna, she doesn't yet realize this is an actual gift.

Heaven Song: Arvas has bestowed upon his daughter a very unique gift. Because of her hatred for taking life, Kynna is able to change the mood of those around her. (She will be unaware of this for a while). By playing a flute, she is able to calm the very souls of people and spirits. Although, if a sad tune is played, they become saddened, just as a shrill sound might cause severe pain.

Appearance:



Personality: Kynna is a quiet young woman with a gentle nature about her. Soft-hearted, she cares deeply for those she considers her friends and is willing to risk her life to help them. She can't bare the thought of taking life, and for this reason, she does not kill for her food.

History: Not much is known about Kynna, even to herself. All she knows is that she woke one day in the middle of a field when she was very young. At the age of sixteen, her adoptive father was badly injured by bandits. She healed him. She has been on the run since the discovery of her magic, and has finally entered the Blackwood.
She blinked again in surprise when he paid. Mostly at the size of his wallet. What the hell kind of job did this guy have? But then he said he was in the market to adopt, and she immediately took on a serious expression. This was her chance. There were so many in the back that needed adopting. But which one would he be suited for. He seemed kind enough. She usually had a pretty good sense about people and something about this guy just...screamed happy at the moment. Her serious expression turned into a small chuckle. He definitely wasn't a cat person. That gentleness of his would get him clawed.

"It's not very hard." She said with a small giggle, smiling now. "But you're definitely not a cat person." She turned toward a door then, pointing over her shoulder. She was giddy at this point. "We've got some great dogs, though. If you want to check any of them out, you can come back here with me. I'll need to ask a few questions to pair you with the right dog, but it shouldn't be too hard. I already have a few in mind."

This was perfect. If he didn't want one with a lot of energy, she had several older dogs that could be a perfect match for him. If he did, some of the puppies could be better. She opened the door to lead him inside, practically beaming at the thought of getting one of the dogs adopted.

"Have you ever owned a dog before, sir?" She questioned.
Oh I don't doubt it.
Oh it was. Oddly enough the last bit about the ambush reminded me of Shikamaru's analytical mind in Naruto lol.
He looked at her like he'd seen a ghost almost. She rose a brow at him as he stared, and subconsciously leaned herself back from him. When he openly admitted to staring, she blinked. Either he'd been surprised somehow or he'd really been staring hard. Either way, her cheeks turned just a little pink. Sheesh, men were weird. She smiled after a moment, though, reaching for the leash to ring him up.

"Of course you can buy it, sir." She paused when he asked about the dog. "Oh." Her expression saddened slightly. "Well.. We'll hopefully adopt him out to a good home once he's healed up." She managed another small smile before beginning to ring up the price.

If he even makes it. I hate when this happens. Every time one of the animals die... Her thoughts trailed off for a moment. Ugh. I just... I wish I could have helped more. I hope he gets better. No animal deserves to die like that.

Once the leash was put in a bag, she slid it over the counter to him. "That'll be ten dollars." She smiled. "So, what kind of dog do you have, sir?"
I think they piss off anyone who's even a decent writer lol. Feel free to hop into the RP at any time. Anyone can really, so long as the app is approved.
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