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3 yrs ago
Secured myself two interviews next week and waiting on the outcome of a third, feeling good today 💕
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4 yrs ago
I think there are far more important things to worry about than people calling their characters "muses".
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5 yrs ago
Imagine how sad your life must be to flex on some nerds online.
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7 yrs ago
nuke the status bar
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7 yrs ago
I passed my exams!
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a e w i n
also known as the weirdo that fangirls a lot
• annie • 26 • united kingdom •

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In CLOSED. → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay




Collab between @Wintergrey, @Aewin & @Universorum

The entire afternoon was spent talking and eating strawberries (with some melted chocolate to dip in, for Anna). It was nice to spend some time to unwind, de-stress and simply relax. Well, de-stress as much as possible while watching obsessively at the security cameras that littered the guest house - something about Lyss wanting to make sure that Ty didn't touch anything. Her battery had died out by the time it was five, Anna having to borrow Lyssa's charger so she could still be reachable by her parents - or Jackson - if needed.

Looking out at the still somewhat bright sky, painted a beautiful mixture of pinks and oranges, Anna reached out beside her to grab her phone from falling from the bed. "Thank you for letting me use the charger," She thanked Lyss before turning on her phone. She rolled over to her stomach on the bed, letting her legs swing as the picture of her and Winston appeared on her screen. Part of her died (of cuteness) right there; she missed her pet, and even though Turk was just as adorable, nothing would beat her dear old Winston in the cuteness competition. At least, in her (very wise - ahem, humble) opinion anyway.

The screen lit up once more, this time signalling a text from Jackson. She peered down, and looked back up at Lyssa while gnawing at her bottom lip. Was it the right time to text and see if he was free? She wondered, 'she's still obsessing over Ty...'

Penguin
Is this a right time to call you?


She sent the text, before locking her phone and laying back down on her arms. "Lyss!" Anna drew out the s in her name in a childish groan, "stop worrying over him, he's not going to do anything."

Alyssa looked over her shoulder and waved Anna off as she flipped through the security cameras again, hunting Ty down. "The second I look away, he's going to do something. I can sense it," she said, snapping her fingers to summon Turk. The hound stood up from his corner and lumbered over to Alyssa, placing his head on her thigh and she scratched behind his ears. "I don't know what he'll do, but I"m sure it'll be important to the sanctity of my home." She put her hand in front of Turk's mouth.

"Kiss." She said, and the dog he licked at her hand, then she patted the bed and Turk hopped up beside her. Apologetically, she looked over at Anna. "I would have sent someone to fetch Winston, had I known you were staying over," she explained, frowning as she popped a nearby strawberry into her mouth. "I should have anticipated it, I suppose. I could still send Butler. He isn't busy, at least it's doubtful he is."

"It's fine," Anna curled up on the bed with her phone hidden in her crossed arms, "Winnie's probably glad to get a break from me today so there's no need to send Butler off unnecessarily." She reached out, trying to pat Turk's head gently to pass the time.

Jackson was standing in the bathroom of the gym, trying to wash his face off. His shirt lay on the floor next to him, several spots darkening into the fabric. Dipping his face so it was near the stream off water, he gently patted at one of the dark red lines that ran across his forehead. He winced as he touched it, the stinging causing him to flinch back. Straightening up, Jackson looked into the mirror, watching as drops of water ran down his face and over his lean muscled body.

Next to him on the bench, a faint buzzing sound could be heard. Quickly reaching over, he whipped his shirt away to grab his phone. A small smile came to his face when he saw who it was. Anna. He was about to answer when he caught sight of himself in the mirror. Wouldn't be good to let her see that. It would be just like her to worry about everything. But then again, she did just want to call. She never had to see his face.

To: Panda
Yeah sure you can call me whenever


The ring from her phone brought an excited smile to Anna's face as she fumbled to grab the device to read the message. An idea formed in her mind, before she grinned and pressed the Facetime app just as Turk curled over near her. She turned over so she could have Turk in the view of the camera as the dial-tone filled the room.

Jackson set the phone down on the sink. While he was leaning in to clean a certain stinging cut, his phone began to rang. Without looking Jackson reached over and hit the answer button. "Hey, hold on I'm just washing up." Glancing over at the phone out of the corner of his eye he saw a reflection. Immediately his head whipped over and he saw an image of Anna sitting on his phone staring at him. "Oh fuck." Jackson dove out of the view of the camera, hoping she didn't see anything.

It was unlucky on Anna's part, she'd been too distracted by shuffling in her place and playing with Turk that she hadn't focused on her screen to notice her boyfriend's face in time. By the time she'd noticed the background on her phone, Turk was curled up in her lap as she was sat with her legs crossed. "Where'd you go?" She asked, a pout forming on her face as she rubbed the top of Turk's head with her thumb gently.

Breathing out a sigh of relief that he hadn't been caught, Jackson glanced back over at the phone. Anna sat that with the most adorable pouting face he had ever seen. In that instant he wished he was there with her. She'd probably kill him, or worry herself to death if he was, but at least he could have kissed those amazing pouting lips. "Sorry, I'm... undressed? Wouldn't want to make an undecent woman out of you now would I?" It was only a half lie. He wasn't wearing a shirt, though he supposed he could care less if she was decent or not.

Undressed? The word buzzed in her head and it took only a second for her face to react; cheeks burning and mouth growing dry. She avoided looking at the camera, her pout gone as she stammered out a quick "h-hurry up, Lyssy's here too." while busying herself with the dog sitting comfortably on her lap.

Jackson was stressing looking around for another excuse to not show his face. Reaching out to grab the phone so he could make sure it didn't point at him, he missed. Instead his hand accidentally brushed the edge of the phone knocking it off of its precarious position and right into his lap, facing him. Jackson didn't even have time to move before Anna could see.

The sudden commotion was enough to startle Anna out of her embarrassed state to check whether Jackson was safe. The next few seconds felt like a long, tense one. Anna scanned Jackson's face, eyes widened as she took in each bruise and mark on him with stunned silence. After blinking a couple times, the questions came out like an uncontrollable waterfall. "What!? Jackson, what happened to you-- how did you get hurt?! Are y-you okay now?! Why didn't you tell me--"

"Hurt? What do you mean hurt?" Jackson turned away from the phone as if to look at himself in the mirror. A fake gasp came out. "My face! Oh no! What shall I do? That was my real money maker, you know." A hand came up to his forehead in mock faint. Instantly a stinging sensation arose as he brushed against a cut. Cussing Jackson turned back to the phone. Becoming more serious now he said, "I'm fine, just a couple scapes and bruises, doesn't even hurt that bad."

Her mouth curled into a dissatisfied frown as Jackson didn't take her questions seriously at first. She winced as she noticed him cussing after touching his forehead, before she got even more worried. "Just a couple of scrapes and bruises? How did this happen?" She parroted.

Jackson's head dipped slightly, and his voice dropped. Shaking his head he quietly said, "It was nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I was just... just fighting." His forhead scrunched together at the sound of the words that came out.

"It looks like you were mauled by something!" Mauled... may have taken it too far, but to worry-wart Anna a tiny cut on her loved one could seem like a stab wound.

"What? No no no. Forget that. I was just boxing. It's something I... do?" Jackson got quiet like a child that was about to be reprimanded. "I'm fine..."

"Jackson, why would you allow yourself to be hurt this bad? Boxing I understand, but to let it go this far? Wait! Are you hurt anywhere else? God this is a right old mess..." She mumbled the last part under her breath, sighing. "I'm sorry for overreacting I... I just-" Just what? Got too worried over a couple of scrapes? That would just make her seem like a bigger drama queen compared to some of the girls at school.

Anna looked back at the screen, taking in her boyfriend's state before finally making up her mind. It was for the best, right? She would be able to see for herself if Jackson was okay, and if not, she would be able to help him. Either way, it was for her peace of mind and her heart could only hope that Alyssa wouldn't mind too much. "Why don't you come over?" She asked instead, not expecting her previous questions to be answered as she pushed for this request. "I need to make sure you're alright, for my peace of mind." Though she'd said it shyly, there was no room for him to argue.


In CLOSED. → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@HushedWhispers
In Speed Dating: Pezula → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Charnobylisk LOL don't worry, there's nothing for Imogen to worry about quite yet~
In Speed Dating: Pezula → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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Before Krista could respond to any of the other arrivals, Wadsworth had ushered the entire group to the hotel to prepare for the evening event. So far, it looked like the group was filled with interesting people. Even if some wouldn't find their other half, at least it looked like some people could leave the island in a week with a couple of new friends. However, at the front of Krista's mind was the nap she was going to take once she locks herself in her new room.

Her room on the second floor looked simple, if not cosy. It was filled with warm tones of browns, oranges and reds, a balcony that over looked a pretty green scenery (and the pool - Krista dreaded the moment people would figure out where the pool was). Her bed faced the large TV that hung above the unlit fireplace, the TV remote left on the mantle waiting to be used. Krista slipped off her shoes beside the door, heading over to the bathroom for a quick shower to wash off the scent of beach off her body.

She left the bathroom wrapped in a towel, realising her suitcase was already waiting for her beside the bed. She picked up the case, her arms shaking slightly under the weight before plopping it over the table between the two chairs in front of her bed. Krista pulled out a couple of her clothes, critically eyeing each piece before settling on one eventually - a simple dark blue-green dress with nude toned heels. The dress was left hanging over the back of the chair as Krista sat down on the newly made bed tiredly. The day's events - from the trolling alarm clock to the shitty neighbour she had on the plane to the unplanned dip she had in front of people she was supposed to meet for a date - took a toll on the tired teacher, the red head eventually passed out within minutes.

It looked like Krista's day was doomed to repeat again; by the time she woke up again, the skies were already growing darker and the opened balcony doors let in the cool evening breeze that chilled Krista's bare arms and legs. "Oh fuck, not again--" She swore, cursing the gods above as she rushed towards the chair and slipped on her clothes, almost stabbing her eye with the eyeliner pen as she tried doing her make-up while zipping up the side of her dress.

She stumbled out of her hotel room fifteen minutes later, praying that her first date wasn't mad -- or for lady luck to be on her side for once and have her date be just as late as her to save her the awkwardness. She entered the hall, looking at everyone as she realised she was one of the last few people to arrive. It seemed like her date was just as late as she was, and just as Krista raised the glass of cool water up to her red painted lips the seat opposite her was taken up by none other than Lukas.

Lukas was dressed nicely, a a light, plain tee shirt underneath a light grey blazer with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows to give him a casual look. He wore dark washed jeans, along with nice dark dress shoes. His hair was styled back, and his face held a welcoming smile -- the same smile he wore when he introduced himself to Krista earlier that day on the beach.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting for long, Miss Hale," The man apologised, his voice sending shivers up her body. "My Patati-- son is sick and was making it hard for my mother to put him to sleep."

Wait a minute, son!? The first thing Krista did was check Lukas' left hand for any ring, the last thing that she wanted was to be talking to some creep that was cheating on his wife. Lukas noticed the direction of her gaze and let out a laugh. "If you're wondering whether I'm married, I assure you I'm not. My wife passed two years ago so it's just me and my son now."

And now Krista felt like a bitch. She avoided his eyes, her own widened as she stammered out an apology. "I- I'm sorry for your loss, and f-for the way I just acted." The night was already starting off bad, she felt like she'd just offended him and it was only the first round. Krista was truly hopeless.

The tanned god in front of her simply smiled sweetly in return, melting the red head from the inside as he waved off her apology. "It's okay. I expect that if we're going to be speed dating, I might as well be honest so you can make your judgement about me."

At least he was honest, Krista could appreciate that. Despite what he was saying, Krista could note the sadness between his words. He may be okay now but for how long? And even if Krista was thinking about continuing the date with Lukas some other time and even go far enough to be with him after the dating programme, was she going to be okay with his son? I mean, Krista loves children - she would've killed herself by now if she didn't because of her job (even if she taught bratty teenagers rather than the cuter toddlers) - but if (and that's a BIG if) things went well between her and Lukas, was she ready to look after a child that wasn't her own?

Krista knew she was thinking way too much into this; there was a possibility that absolutely nothing would happen between herself and Lukas. But to Krista, thinking about even the most unlikeliest of futures was common. She took a sip of her cool drink, using it to try and think of something to talk about as the time ticked on. She cleared her throat, setting the drink down carefully "you were honest with me, so it's only fair that I'm honest with you right?"

Lukas looked up at Krista, as if waiting for her to continue. "I don't have anything as big to admit as what you, but I'll lay down the basics so you can make your judgement about me. I grew up in New York, my mother ran away to live with her younger boyfriend and left my father - bless that man - and my two older brothers and I alone to be raised solely by him. The fact that you're a single dad just raises my respect for you- it really must be hard to raise a child all on your own. Um, what else... Um, I'm a school teacher now? I teach at the high school I used to study at and I like to think I'm doing well at it? There's also this... my track record with relationships is pretty much non-existent. This whole trip was a birthday gift for me to 'find myself a man to annoy'-- which I think I am doing right n-now, God I'm sorry for talking your ear off."

There was a moment of silence, Lukas staring back at her stunned. He probably didn't expect her to talk his ear off, causing Krista's cheeks to darken in embarrassment as she reached out to pour herself another glass of water.

"I'm the head chef at an Italian place called Basil. It's in Cali, and before that I worked in Vegas before... well." He waved his arm about before continuing. "I grew up near Texas before I moved to Vegas with her. My son-- Brendan-- is staying with his nonna right now. My parents divorced, my father is back in Italy and my mother is still loving her life in that town.

About relationships... you know how my last one went, so I won't talk about that. I haven't dated anyone since her, not as seriously anyway. Brendan is too young to understand -- he's only five -- but it was my mother's idea to try this. A gift, so I understand what you mean by that last bit."

The ringing sound of a bell stopped Lukas from continuing, suddenly going quiet as he looked back over at Krista with a sheepish smile. "It looks like our time is up." Lukas said as he slowly stood up. "It was nice talking to you, Miss Hale." Krista followed, dusting her lap as she gave him a soft, awkward smile in return.

"Please, call me Krista. I hear enough of that from my students. It was nice talking to you too." She responded. With another smile from the sweet single father, Lukas left the table in the direction of his next date.

Krista sat back down, looking at the sheet as she decided where to place Lukas' name. As much as she liked talking to him, she wanted to give others' a chance before deciding which name would go where. Though, Krista was sure that she enjoyed the talk with Lukas, no matter how short it felt or what exactly they were talking about. She wondered whether Lukas felt the same.
In Speed Dating: Pezula → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Lady Amalthea Working on my post for Lukas/Krista. I'll try to get it up ASAP for you ^^
In My Departure → 8 yrs ago Forum: Off-Topic Discussion
@LetMeDoStuff Wait, you're leaving? Omfg nooooo ;---;

I did message you on Skype but someone never replied -cough- anyway, I wanted to say that I'm glad to have stumbled onto your many roleplays on AOTTG and it was truly to be an honour to be a part of some of them and even though it sadly didn't kick off over here, I still held hope that we could revive it and go on till the end but alas </3

It's a shame to see you go, but I hope you'll return to the guild soon and we can hopefully revive Beginners Luck because I love my Yuri/Annella ship dammit

Good luck on your journey, and more importantly good luck on your GCSEs!!
In 🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1 → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Ash & Maria
Mistress Stabby was a strangely fitting name, Meg decided. She reached over to grab a discarded backpack to throw in any weapon she could get her hands on: arrows, hand guns with spare ammo, some knives along with the throwing knives and hand guns from before.

She followed behind Ash as Mistress Stabby caused the chaotic distraction that they needed, far away form them so they could focus on the Edenites. Her finger curled over the trigger of her handgun, the machete she'd grabbed from Lorna still held tightly in her left hand as the two Edenites dumbly approched Ash.

To see Maria coming over towards the Armoury made Meg both happy and terrified. What the fuck was she doing down there? Newnan needed Legolas, not another dead body! But it was Maria, Meg couldn't stop herself from welcoming her best friend with a smile before reaching into the backpack to pull out a few extra arrows. "Got some just in case, seems like it'll be put to good use now." She handed them over to Maria.

"Meg! Ready for a jog around town?"

"Yeah! We got this!" She nodded with false confidence. Might as well kill them with confidence, right?


Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Froggy & Kris

The explosion startled Sidd, but his focus remained on Vivian's dead body. He barely noticed as Maria slipped into the med room and the two sisters quietly discussing beside the door.

The rugged biker dude was definitely an asshole, with the way he was going hard on Kris. It was enough for him to scowl at him, but say nothing. It wasn't right for Sidd to butt in, it wasn't like it was any of his business anyway. The asshole newbie was stopped by the French doc with a hand on his shoulder, before Sidd was addressed to.

Sorry for my loss? It wasn't like Sidd knew her all that well despite being together in Newnan for long. He didn't hate her, but that didn't mean he liked Viv all that much. But he did respect her and to see her lying on the slab when it should've been him made him feel sick to his stomach. He helped Froggy to drag the prisoner over to the chair, nodding silently as Froggy thanked him.

"Yo Siddy, we are gonna have some company. I don't know anyone here and need your help to let people in or not." Sidd turned to face her. So Maria left the tower, meaning that it was James up there alone as their look out and it was up to him and Kris to let people in if they needed medical attention. He turned briefly to look at Froggy, "You don't need to use up all we have, this asshole just needs to live long enough to give us info." He told Froggy, thanking him for the hunting knife before gesturing at Kris to follow him out from the main room towards the main gate.
In 💕What Happens in Vegas...💕 → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
In 💕What Happens in Vegas...💕 → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Also, I'll be making a Relations sheet to help me keep track of Chloe's relationships with everyone, but this is not required for any of you.


Since all the cool kids are doing it, I'll probably work on one too lol
In 🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1 → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Afternoon
Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Clean up crew
One minute Meg was smiling in the direction of Caesar, the next she was grabbed. She never realised there was still one more stumbling behind her - possibly following her since she'd taken the weapons off the dead Marine. Her voice caught in her throat and her body stiffened. Was this the end? Was she going to die before she could even help Ash get to the armoury?

Time didn't go slow, not for Meg. She felt every second ticking by as she stood in shock waiting for the eventual bite. She couldn't even tell what the bastard looked like, she couldn't even curse the fucker that was about to kill her.

But, the bite never really came. Instead, Caesar -- Newnan's guardian Angel -- sliced off the bastard's hand before punching it straight in the face. Trust Caesar to punch a fucking zombie in the face. It was as if Meghna's legs finally got the message and she stumbled forward, away from Caesar and the walker as she clutched uselessly on the machete she'd taken from Lorna.

Meg felt useless as she watched Caesar fight off the bastard with brute stength. She helped, but it probably wasn't worth very much because some asshole landed on him from the top, crushing him to the ground and taking a chunk of his neck with him. The killing machine was down, and Meg couldn't help him out. A strangled cry escaped her lips as the situation dawned on her.

First Alicia, then Leann and now Caesar? The three people most important to Newnan's survival were... gone. There were probably many more from Newnan that were gone too, but to see Caesar go down right in front of her? The person she absolutely believed would take down the entire world before going down himself? Her stomach turned, and Meghna refused the urge to vomit as she realised that no one was safe. Not even the most badass characters survive, despite being the best.

...Yet despite being bit, Caesar's last action was to help them get to the armoury. It was truly beautiful to watch the man hack everything to death, despite how sick that sounded. He was dying, yet he wasn't going to sit around waiting for death's kiss to relieve him from this fucked up world. Meg's heart broke, wishing that she never avoided him before all of this.

They stumbled into the armoury, Caesar remaining outside -- waiting for Zoie, most likely -- as Meghna threw what ever weapon she had collected from Lorna (except for Leann's blade and Lorna's katana) to the ground. Her heart raced and her stomach turned, and she tiredly pressed the heel of her palm into her eyes before wondering "Are we ever going to get out of this alive?" without realising she'd spoken out loud.

"Only be a few of us left and a lot of fuckwardery out there. If you be willin' Ol' Zoie Mama gots her an idea to clear a path for you three." Did Zoie really just suggest that? Meg's hands moved from her eyes down to her side as she stared at the cowgirl incredulously. Their resident killing machine was dead and she wanted to act as bait?!

But there was nothing else that Meg could do. Meg wasn't strong enough to offer any of her killing services; Maria had that job covered. She couldn't even drive around because there were probably some trigger happy snipers ready to shoot out some more tires (and brains) around. Meg reluctantly nodded in the direction of Zoie, unable to say anything.

She wanted to thank the country girl for doing all this for Newnan. Despite being a newbie, she was ready to lay down her life for Newnan. It was admirable and Meg wante to cry with relief. But instead, all she could do was nod hesitantly as she grabbed a couple throwing knives, along with two hand guns with a few extra rounds, waiting for Ash's verdict.


Time: Afternoon
Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Kris

Kris did have a point, Sidd realised. The man was bleeding but all Sidd could see was an asshole that would undeservingly use up their medicine, their resources. The fucker didn't deserve it, but if they were successful in making him squeal, then maybe it would be worth it.

Maybe. The fucker still deserved death via cactus.

He helped Kris drag the intruder out of the room, their strength just enough to drag him to the med room. Kris unlocked the door as Sid held tightly onto the intruder's arms to keep him in place.

Inside was definitely not what Sid expected, nor what he had hoped for either. Inside was the Doctor-man that Sidd had seen before with Caesar. Caesar was missing from the room and there was another guy that looked like he was beaten half an inch from death. And going by Kris's rude gesture towards said beaten up dude, it was probably her (and some others seeing as Kris didn't look exactly strong enough to take that man on her own) that was the cause of his injuries. And the worst of all? Vivian was lying dead on the slab.

They couldn't save her...

"H-how long?" He asked the doc, staring at her body nervously. Did he cause her death? Did he do something wrong when he tried to help, or did they run out of aid?

Fuck... The doc was dead and possibly many other innocent Newnan residents... And the one person that could she them was gone too.
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