It's a great little game. <3 Very adorable. It's turn based and you play as kids on Halloween who can turn into whatever their costumes are. Super cute and super funny. In fact, when I first played it I kept thinking, 'This would make a great RP'
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Stranger Things is soooo goooood
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Mondays and Wednesdays get a bad rep. It's actually Tuesday that is the worst weekday.
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Writing down an idea you're not happy with is the hardest thing, but you just gotta do it, because then it builds up and improves and the floodgates open.
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Man, I hate spring a whoooole lot.
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Ever hypnotize yourself with your own avatar? IT'S HAPPENING TO ME RIGHT NOW
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Personal:
Female, 24. I live in the tundra. If I list my interests, I'll break the character limit.
Writing/RPing:
I prefer realistic settings, but I can be pliable. Not big on Fandom RPs unless it's one I'm really into. No anime either. I'm kinda picky in general. RPing is pretty much the only way I can write. I can't think up plots, so I wouldn't make a good GM I think. Maybe in the future. For me writing is like doodling; it's a creative release, but I'm not an artist. I'm not great at writing romance either, and I refuse to write sex scenes with any more detail than 'tastefully fade to black'.
Availability:
I work full time, but I should still have time for RPing. Illness doesn't stop me, and if I can't get a post up I will say so in the OOC. Thursdays are out.
Roleplays I'm currently in
Wink Murder
Wolf Manor
Old Guild
Silent Hill RPG
Hüeller Morgann
Female, 24. I live in the tundra. If I list my interests, I'll break the character limit.
Writing/RPing:
I prefer realistic settings, but I can be pliable. Not big on Fandom RPs unless it's one I'm really into. No anime either. I'm kinda picky in general. RPing is pretty much the only way I can write. I can't think up plots, so I wouldn't make a good GM I think. Maybe in the future. For me writing is like doodling; it's a creative release, but I'm not an artist. I'm not great at writing romance either, and I refuse to write sex scenes with any more detail than 'tastefully fade to black'.
Availability:
I work full time, but I should still have time for RPing. Illness doesn't stop me, and if I can't get a post up I will say so in the OOC. Thursdays are out.
Roleplays I'm currently in
Wink Murder
Wolf Manor
Old Guild
Silent Hill RPG
Hüeller Morgann
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This setup reminds me of Costume Quest actually, which is a very good thing. :D
Name: Tyler Garret Sayles
Hero Archetype: Pirate
Hero Name (If applicable): Garret Plankbeard
Family:
Jessica Sayles (Mom)
Tim Sayles (Dad)
Miranda Sayles (Smartypants big sister)
Lily Sayles (Aunt)
Other: Has mild asthma and pretends that his inhaler is a proper pirate Flintlock pistol, along with using two sticks as swords. Totally picks his nose when he thinks no one is looking.
@Karl Kadaver *shrugs* Not a clue. Images are not my strong suit. XP
I may have to email Jiggington at some point, but I do know that real life is burying him.
@AuntFlavia
You can take my spot
You know what, why not? 2 of the other RPs only update like once a month anyways, and this looks way fun.
@Karl Kadaver I was thinking about a pirate. Permission to come aboard?
I need this in my life so much but it seems like you got plenty people on board already and I don't want to accidentally overload myself.
I'll be reading. Finally, people who aren't afraid to RP as kids.
I'll be reading. Finally, people who aren't afraid to RP as kids.
Whew, finally got some time to sit down and type this out. It's a bit short. :/ I'm just glad I finally got it up there.
Mira listened intent as Madame Jones spoke, her hand curled under her chin. Even as the room swam in darkness and the older woman spoke of their fates, Mira’s expression never seemed to waver beyond quiet contemplation. The truth was, she was shaking inside. The thought of this malignant seer breaking through their dreams as his plans left the fate of the world hanging in the balance frightened her. Even so, joining up with these people to try and find out what was going on would solve her current problem of getting out of the city as soon as possible. Mira’s concern about finding a stable job and making a life for herself was swept away by the Madame’s dark omens. Mira could even feel a sort of nagging in the back of her mind. Perhaps it was Boleyk, sending faint tremors through their bond, nudging her in the right direction, or whatever direction he wanted her to go. She knew that he could see and hear everything she could, so it was quite possible that he was urging her from afar.
Then, the Madame turned her attentions to each person at the table, allowing Mira the chance to gain some insight on the others. She recognized them, but only from fleeting encounters and knew almost nothing about, aside from Johnny. When Madame turned her gaze towards Mira, she froze in her seat, the awkwardness of the situation hitting her full force. As the older woman mentioned Boleyk’s selfishness with a sneer, Mira could practically hear his temper tantrum even now. Already she dreading her next communication with him.
At Madame’s mention of her heritage, Mira’s heart leapt into her throat for the umpteenth time today. She had hidden her contract from her family, not wanting to get them wrapped up in magical matters that might endanger them. The thought of this affecting them back home where she couldn’t help them was bone chilling. Even worse was the idea that they were involved already, or had been the whole time.
“Now, I assume you all have questions for me. Please. I will answer the best I can.”
Mira snapped out of her reverie, meeting each person at the table with a brief inquisitive glance before asking, “...when and where do we need to go?”
Then, the Madame turned her attentions to each person at the table, allowing Mira the chance to gain some insight on the others. She recognized them, but only from fleeting encounters and knew almost nothing about, aside from Johnny. When Madame turned her gaze towards Mira, she froze in her seat, the awkwardness of the situation hitting her full force. As the older woman mentioned Boleyk’s selfishness with a sneer, Mira could practically hear his temper tantrum even now. Already she dreading her next communication with him.
At Madame’s mention of her heritage, Mira’s heart leapt into her throat for the umpteenth time today. She had hidden her contract from her family, not wanting to get them wrapped up in magical matters that might endanger them. The thought of this affecting them back home where she couldn’t help them was bone chilling. Even worse was the idea that they were involved already, or had been the whole time.
“Now, I assume you all have questions for me. Please. I will answer the best I can.”
Mira snapped out of her reverie, meeting each person at the table with a brief inquisitive glance before asking, “...when and where do we need to go?”
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