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8 yrs ago
Current My self esteem is not low enough to date you; it's really close! But not quite there.
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8 yrs ago
Yo guys, the depression side of bipolar is hitting me like an eighteen wheeler so go easy on me.
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8 yrs ago
Sings the song of angry men
9 yrs ago
So my therapist saw through my 'group writing' disguise, looked me in the eye & said "you're one of those roleplayers, arent you". I'm freaking out this lady is either psychic or counsels alotta nerds
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9 yrs ago
Looking at my art from 2012 like puu.sh/p4HUH/4a14a633e3.gif
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Currently on Hiatus, probably indefinitely!

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@LowKey123 I'm not saying. It's not going to be hard to figure out since you know Hades is involved, but let's leave some mystery for later.
Np I can certainly change that. The personality only really applied to the NPC's. So Hades or the death arcana is unavailable


Yes. He's on the do not call list, because it would make shit real weird.
You can still has Death arcana, you just can't be King of Hell.
@Archangel89

Unfortunately, it looks like there are a few things that need addressed.


  • We have a three paragraph minimum for the personality section, as well as a three paragraph minimum for the background section. You meet neither requirements.
  • Your persona is on the list of personas that are not to be used. That's why we said in the guidelines to message a GM about your persona before you make the choice.
  • Your persona does not have Arcana, Strengths, History or Weaknesses listed.
  • A lot of these issues would be solved if you had used the character sheet we have up on the first post in the OOC, as well as read the rules/guidelines.
  • I have concerns.


"Ito is wholly aware of this and uses said presence to make others do whatever he wants."
"Ito can make almost anyone believe everything he says."


While I fully embrace the idea that not all characters are good people, and very much enjoy the fact your character is a manipulative son of a gun, this feels like it's brushing pretty close to power playing territory. If Ito were to be accepted, the ability to make others do what he wants all the time would not just be a given. Which, I'm sure is obvious! But it's important enough to clarify.

I'm back earlier than I expected. Workin on a post as soon as I eat a coffee
@Conflagration OH YOU ARE SO LUCKY, because I saw this just as I was going to sleep.

YES. She's good, and also her picture is NOT too big. It's pretty much the right size on my screen. And I have one of those crazy retina screens too so it's probably smaller on everyone else's. Go and post her up on the character page when you're good and ready, and then feel free to join the fray.
RAISES MY ARMS

OKAY, THERE IT IS. WE'RE GOOD.

EDIT:

Okay, so. I won't be around until 6pm EST. It's perfectly legal to post so long as you have your sheet in. If you don't, then don't worry you have time. If you have any questions I'll answer them as soon as I get home. Or alternatively, the wonderful Undine will see them and help.

Otherwise, plz have fun. Thanks for being here. :p
@DJAtomikaIT HAPPENS BRUH. I just wish we could delete our posts instead of edit them, because I need to go to sleep like soooooon.


"To be asked to take this plunge, to forgive and forget
And be the better man, to be a better man, to be a better man."




You clutch your leg tightly to yourself, instinctively keeping your face to the floor to keep your curses from traveling, even if no one is going to hear it. No matter how hard you try to push on your leg the bleeding keeps pumping out, and touching it stings. You look around and notice that the other passengers are stiff as statues again, carrying on with their lives as you stain the floor.

Alright. Fine. There’s nothing to say that you can’t just walk back the way you came. So what if it all started up again and another train came? So what? Giving a disgruntled exhale you grab one of the overhead pulleys and force yourself onto both feet. Each step sends a nasty shock up through your leg, but crying over it isn’t going to make it go away. Better to just put one foot in front of the other and do this.

You brace yourself against one of the train’s door handles and give it a sharp tug, making sure to really throw your weight into it. No good. Your heart sinks. No, stop. You don’t have time for that. You need to get out. You need to run. 

But your leg isn’t having that, is it? You buckle for a moment then push yourself back up again. You shift all of your weight down on the handle, pull up and slam it down, jiggle it. Nothing is working. You try every tried and true method of busting a handle open but nothing gives. Maybe it’s because it’s an industrial door, or maybe it’s the time thing, or maybe it’s just you.

Maybe you’re just too weak to open a door.

Everything is vibrating along the edges. The handle, the people, your own hands. You slump against the doorway and catch your breath, but it’s really hard to see straight like this. There’s blood smeared all over the floor and it’s yours. Perfect. You wonder if time is just going to start up again and that’s just going to be there. That’s going to make that little girl cry even more- why isn’t her mother doing anything? She was like that for a twenty minutes, why not just tell her it’s going to be okay? 


You swallow, push yourself back onto your feet. Your arms feel disconnected from your body, meanwhile your leg just won’t just stop already. No, it’s fine. It’s okay. Just open up the roof escape.

You stretch as far as your body will let you, hissing as you grab onto the latch. If you can just reach a little farther- your leg collapses under you and you narrowly miss hitting an old man drinking his coffee like nothing is happening. This time, you can’t help yourself. 


“Fucking, damnit! Just open!” you scream. Your eyes sting. You bite down on your lip, push yourself up again. Crying doesn’t solve anything. You just need to try something different is all. But instead of getting up, you just curl into yourself. You'll try something different in a few minutes. You bury your head in your arms, but you don't cry.





So love me mother, and love me father, and love my sister as well.
Thenk.
My turn.

RIPPP


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