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𝕊𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕪 𝔸𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤
Hello! Nice to meet everyone! Pardon the mess while this is under construction.~Character Sheets - WIP
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I can only dedicate romance RP to one person (I have a hard time focusing on multiple storylines), so it is typically not my main focus in writing. Adventuring and chaos are more enjoyable to write! ♡
I can only dedicate romance RP to one person (I have a hard time focusing on multiple storylines), so it is typically not my main focus in writing. Adventuring and chaos are more enjoyable to write! ♡
@Letter Bee Reading, I like a mix of romance, thriller, and horror, though, I can find enjoyment in reading almost anything. For writing, it is rather much the same, leaning more toward fantasy settings, and romance with a healthy mix of thrilling adventure and horror (if the mood strikes)! How about you?
The desperation in Quinn's voice was palpable, and it was clear that she was struggling to maintain her composure. "Please!" Her cry for help wavered despite her best efforts to stay calm. Once more, she flashed the piece of scrap metal in an attempt to signal her location. Hidden behind a large tarp in an alleyway, barricaded for protection, she pleaded, "No infected beyond these parts, just a friend who is in need of help."
As panic threatened to overwhelm her better judgment, Quinn's mind raced at a dizzying pace. "Crap, okay, think of a plan. Think of anything." Her desperation was evident as she continued, "My name is Quinn, Quinn Finch - it's my 25th birthday next month. Please - my friend cut his leg, and he has a fever."
The gravity of the situation hung in the air, and Quinn's words carried the weight of their desperate circumstances. Tension filled the alley. Then, there was a rustle behind the tarp, the sound of shoes climbing up and fabric stretching. Finally, the dirty face of a younger woman peered out from behind the tarp; she had dark hair and even darker eyes. "It is a horse!" she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of surprise and relief.
As panic threatened to overwhelm her better judgment, Quinn's mind raced at a dizzying pace. "Crap, okay, think of a plan. Think of anything." Her desperation was evident as she continued, "My name is Quinn, Quinn Finch - it's my 25th birthday next month. Please - my friend cut his leg, and he has a fever."
The gravity of the situation hung in the air, and Quinn's words carried the weight of their desperate circumstances. Tension filled the alley. Then, there was a rustle behind the tarp, the sound of shoes climbing up and fabric stretching. Finally, the dirty face of a younger woman peered out from behind the tarp; she had dark hair and even darker eyes. "It is a horse!" she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of surprise and relief.
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@Letter Bee Thank you! ♡
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