After making it through her first couple classes without any incident, Bonnie started to let her guard down. She made eye contact with people a little more often, though it was very painful to do so. She knew that each time she did so that her face was as red as her hair. Her bonfire hair as her brother called it. Her guard was so down that she walked into the cafeteria, head higher than usual and not really paying attention to what the other girls were doing. It was her biggest downfall. Because at that very moment, one of the head bimbos decided it would be oh-so-funny to push her long, slender leg out and trip Bonnie, making her face-plant. Her books and school bag scattered all around her.
Students started to giggle, and whisper under their breath, careful not to gather the attention of the lunch room aide. How did they always manage to get away with things like this? Bonnie didn't understand it. She wondered more than once if the teachers just ignored when the more popular kids misbehaved. Those students probably had rich parents who gave the school a lot of money.
She hated being the victim. She knew she was a little different and, okay, she was shy, but was that really any reason to make her their prime target? When she went to a co-ed school, things like this did not happen as often as they now happened. Was that just the nature of females?
I won't make a scene, at least anymore than the one I've already made. I won't show them weakness, I won't.
Bonnie started to gather her books and put them in her bag. Getting up from the floor, she brushed herself off and then walked over to the food line, completely ignoring the blonde and her giggling friends.
This is progress at the very least... Ignore the bimbos, just get through these last couple years. No big deal, right?
Yeah right, it was a big deal. Would it kill the people upstairs to give her one decent friend? Perhaps someone who was a little crazy and would kick the blonde bimbo's ass. Bonnie found she liked that idea a little too much.
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Name: Lia (Formally Princess Arlia)
Age:17
Race: Human
Sexuality: ? Does not have a fondness for men, so who knows!
Class: ?
Trinkets: A fake marriage license so she won't be punished for having a baby without a husband, her bag of coins and jewels she took with her from the palace.
Armor/Weapons: Nothing, but a heavy bag full of coins and jewels
Bio: Arlia was taken advantage of by one of her male servants. She is now pregnant. She has to switch places with her twin sister so that she can escape the castle walls and avoid punishment for the taboo of being pregnant before being married. The only reason she has a twin to switch with is because of the Breeding Laws in her kingdom. Each family are allowed only one male child and one female child. The king and queen are very strict with upholding laws, or at least pretending to, so when they had twin daughters, one of them was hidden away and given to the kitchen staff to raise. Arlia found out about her sister through the words of her favorite maid when she was on her death bed. The twins quickly became close and each were willing to switch so that Arlia would not be pushed, because even as princess, she could still be punished.
Name: Willow
Age: Unknown
Race: Half-Dryad
Sexuality: Does not have any sexuality taboos that humans have.
Class: Archer, Elemental Mage
Trinkets: No trinkets
Armor/weapons: Elemental magic and can materialize a bow and arrow made from leaves and twigs.
Dryad form
Human form, though they look more like elves, with the pointy ears. She is half dryad half human.
Bio: Willow is a half-dryad. Her father was human and her mother a full blooded tree spirit. She has a love for nature, though is not tied down to any tree, unlike her mother. She longs for the human life her father had, though she does not know who he is. She seems standoffish, even cold at first, because she does not have much experience in socializing with other people. She is still considered a youngling by Dryad standards, though by human standards, she looks and acts like an adult.
Willow's mother's tree was cut down many years ago, her mother dying with the tree. She has no ill will toward humans or other races, but holds hatred for the ones responsible for her mothers death. She knows those responsible are long gone from this world. Since she loves nature and life in general, she found a way to stay by it, yet still get out into the world. This is why she has attached herself to the young mother to be and her child.
Most half-dryads tend to follow the ways of goodness. Their humanoid parentage will often influence how they go about expressing it. Often, those with an elven parent are chaotic, and those with human parents are neutral. On average, half-dryads are neutral and good.
Age:17
Race: Human
Sexuality: ? Does not have a fondness for men, so who knows!
Class: ?
Trinkets: A fake marriage license so she won't be punished for having a baby without a husband, her bag of coins and jewels she took with her from the palace.
Armor/Weapons: Nothing, but a heavy bag full of coins and jewels
Bio: Arlia was taken advantage of by one of her male servants. She is now pregnant. She has to switch places with her twin sister so that she can escape the castle walls and avoid punishment for the taboo of being pregnant before being married. The only reason she has a twin to switch with is because of the Breeding Laws in her kingdom. Each family are allowed only one male child and one female child. The king and queen are very strict with upholding laws, or at least pretending to, so when they had twin daughters, one of them was hidden away and given to the kitchen staff to raise. Arlia found out about her sister through the words of her favorite maid when she was on her death bed. The twins quickly became close and each were willing to switch so that Arlia would not be pushed, because even as princess, she could still be punished.
Name: Willow
Age: Unknown
Race: Half-Dryad
Sexuality: Does not have any sexuality taboos that humans have.
Class: Archer, Elemental Mage
Trinkets: No trinkets
Armor/weapons: Elemental magic and can materialize a bow and arrow made from leaves and twigs.
Dryad form
Human form, though they look more like elves, with the pointy ears. She is half dryad half human.
Bio: Willow is a half-dryad. Her father was human and her mother a full blooded tree spirit. She has a love for nature, though is not tied down to any tree, unlike her mother. She longs for the human life her father had, though she does not know who he is. She seems standoffish, even cold at first, because she does not have much experience in socializing with other people. She is still considered a youngling by Dryad standards, though by human standards, she looks and acts like an adult.
Willow's mother's tree was cut down many years ago, her mother dying with the tree. She has no ill will toward humans or other races, but holds hatred for the ones responsible for her mothers death. She knows those responsible are long gone from this world. Since she loves nature and life in general, she found a way to stay by it, yet still get out into the world. This is why she has attached herself to the young mother to be and her child.
Most half-dryads tend to follow the ways of goodness. Their humanoid parentage will often influence how they go about expressing it. Often, those with an elven parent are chaotic, and those with human parents are neutral. On average, half-dryads are neutral and good.
Name: Arlia (Lia)
Age: 17
Bio: Arlia was taken advantage of by is now pregnant. She has to switch places with her twin sister so that she can escape the castle walls and avoid punishment for the taboo of being pregnant before being married. The only reason she has a twin to switch with is because of the Breeding Laws in the kingdom. Each family are allowed only one male child and one female child. The king and queen are very strict with upholding laws, or at least pretending to, so when they had twin daughters, one of them was hidden away and given to the kitchen staff to raise. Arlia found out about her sister through the words of her favorite maid when she was on her death bed. The twins quickly became close and each were willing to switch so that Arlia would not be pushed, because even as princess, she could still be punished. [Just to add because someone mentioned this. They said they felt it was unrealistic for her to be taken advantage of because of the guards she'd have. Usually that would be true, but even guards can be negligent.]
Name: Gog, the Troll
Age: 49 troll years (which is almost trollhood)
He looks like this, except his nose is not as long, nor his ears. His skin is a lighter purple and he doesn't have the purple markings.
Age: 17
Bio: Arlia was taken advantage of by is now pregnant. She has to switch places with her twin sister so that she can escape the castle walls and avoid punishment for the taboo of being pregnant before being married. The only reason she has a twin to switch with is because of the Breeding Laws in the kingdom. Each family are allowed only one male child and one female child. The king and queen are very strict with upholding laws, or at least pretending to, so when they had twin daughters, one of them was hidden away and given to the kitchen staff to raise. Arlia found out about her sister through the words of her favorite maid when she was on her death bed. The twins quickly became close and each were willing to switch so that Arlia would not be pushed, because even as princess, she could still be punished. [Just to add because someone mentioned this. They said they felt it was unrealistic for her to be taken advantage of because of the guards she'd have. Usually that would be true, but even guards can be negligent.]
Name: Gog, the Troll
Age: 49 troll years (which is almost trollhood)
He looks like this, except his nose is not as long, nor his ears. His skin is a lighter purple and he doesn't have the purple markings.
Okay so there seems to be a new fad going around on my Facebook feed, mainly my sisters have started to make these complaint lists where they complain about every little thing. O.o
So here is my response to them. (Follow through with your complaint list)
My complaints:
Back pain, knee pain,
Cats poop too much, birds are too messy,
I can't find Carmon Sandiego or Waldo,
I forgot who loves orange soda (Lie),
Uncle Phil died,
I suck at being social in real life,
Where's the sisterly love for me?,
I only own one pair of fake jeans (the stretchy kind),
Someone let the dogs out,
Which one is Ren and which one is Stimpy?,
No, seriously, where's Waldo?,
Clarissa did not explain it all,
Only one of the Lawrence brothers grew up cute, well, maybe two,
Disney stopped making good TV shows,
Someone keeps dropping screws in my tuna,
Nobody comes when I yell "hey Arnold"
The weather's got multiple personalities
The dog hit me in the face with her tail
People misjudge dragons and trolls (shame)
BIG SPIDERS in every movie or video game, now why is this?
The book "It" was boring. Sorry Mr. King
If the fan is on, I get too cold, if it is off, I am too hot!
Laundry never seems clean, even after you do a load (Do we really wear this many clothes in ONE DAY?)
My nails are ugly, but I'm too lazy to file them
Those capri sun drink packet thingies don't last very long
I don't know who put the lime in the coconut?
Let it Go stuck in my head 24/7
Bronies are stuck up, freaks out if a girl calls themselves a bronie (okay I get the bro part, but shesh) *no hate, joke joke*
That means I'm a gronie?
My creative brain is dead (can't think of any creative ideas whatsoever... meaning I am dying for new rps, but where did the ideas go?)
My sisters are better at crafts than me or I'm too lazy to try, or too poor... Mmm all three
The job market blows and dumb jobs who lay people off for no good reason
McDonalds has My Little Pony toys and I'm an adult who is broke... pathetic.... no... I don't know! Stop judging me!
Collecting things is pointless when you could only ever afford one thing for said collection... sad collection (One BJD doll I got as a gift ages ago... sad doll)
Underwear going missing... uh what? Socks as well. Dryer monster?
The Rugrats grew up.... I liked them as babies
Joss Whedon kills characters I like....
Dumb tv shows that have 80 seasons and really good ones that only have 1 season or 2 before getting canceled
Tom Bombadil missing from LOTR movies... *shakes head*
So these are my serious, life crisis complaints. The world is doomed. Could be the Apocalypse? Well, if the apocalypse comes beep me.
((So this is very serious. Nobody understands. Does anyone know the feeling or am I really alone? ))
So here is my response to them. (Follow through with your complaint list)
My complaints:
Back pain, knee pain,
Cats poop too much, birds are too messy,
I can't find Carmon Sandiego or Waldo,
I forgot who loves orange soda (Lie),
Uncle Phil died,
I suck at being social in real life,
Where's the sisterly love for me?,
I only own one pair of fake jeans (the stretchy kind),
Someone let the dogs out,
Which one is Ren and which one is Stimpy?,
No, seriously, where's Waldo?,
Clarissa did not explain it all,
Only one of the Lawrence brothers grew up cute, well, maybe two,
Disney stopped making good TV shows,
Someone keeps dropping screws in my tuna,
Nobody comes when I yell "hey Arnold"
The weather's got multiple personalities
The dog hit me in the face with her tail
People misjudge dragons and trolls (shame)
BIG SPIDERS in every movie or video game, now why is this?
The book "It" was boring. Sorry Mr. King
If the fan is on, I get too cold, if it is off, I am too hot!
Laundry never seems clean, even after you do a load (Do we really wear this many clothes in ONE DAY?)
My nails are ugly, but I'm too lazy to file them
Those capri sun drink packet thingies don't last very long
I don't know who put the lime in the coconut?
Let it Go stuck in my head 24/7
Bronies are stuck up, freaks out if a girl calls themselves a bronie (okay I get the bro part, but shesh) *no hate, joke joke*
That means I'm a gronie?
My creative brain is dead (can't think of any creative ideas whatsoever... meaning I am dying for new rps, but where did the ideas go?)
My sisters are better at crafts than me or I'm too lazy to try, or too poor... Mmm all three
The job market blows and dumb jobs who lay people off for no good reason
McDonalds has My Little Pony toys and I'm an adult who is broke... pathetic.... no... I don't know! Stop judging me!
Collecting things is pointless when you could only ever afford one thing for said collection... sad collection (One BJD doll I got as a gift ages ago... sad doll)
Underwear going missing... uh what? Socks as well. Dryer monster?
The Rugrats grew up.... I liked them as babies
Joss Whedon kills characters I like....
Dumb tv shows that have 80 seasons and really good ones that only have 1 season or 2 before getting canceled
Tom Bombadil missing from LOTR movies... *shakes head*
So these are my serious, life crisis complaints. The world is doomed. Could be the Apocalypse? Well, if the apocalypse comes beep me.
((So this is very serious. Nobody understands. Does anyone know the feeling or am I really alone? ))
Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Hobbit, Iron Fey (Though I'm way behind on the series), Divergent (Behind on the last book), cheesy tie in TV novels (haha Buffy/Angel/Charmed), The Forest of Hands and Teeth, Dead Tossed Waves, anything by Garth Nix, so many more! Horror, fantasy, dramatic, comedy, science fiction.
Man, there are so many to list really. Do you have a goodreads account? The books I've read are listed on my account. ha ha
Man, there are so many to list really. Do you have a goodreads account? The books I've read are listed on my account. ha ha
Thanks! It's just a little job, minimum wage and not that many hours, but something is better than nothing in this economy.
Movie Theater (which is right up my alley because I love movies!)
Movie Theater (which is right up my alley because I love movies!)
"I didn't hit him!" Rapunzel said, freezing in place. She looked from her frying pan to the man and then at Pascal. She made a "ha ha" sound, which was more like a helpless, awkward laugh. Of course she hadn't hit him. She saw everything happen right in front of her eyes. The floorboard came to her rescue, but did she really need to be rescued? He said he wasn't a thief. Rapunzel didn't know if she could trust this stranger.
She knelt down next to him and put her hand tentatively over his mouth, feeling for airflow. There was and his lips were really smooth... "Ah.." She shook her head at her silly thought and pulled her hand away. Rapunzel set down next to him and pondered on her next move. She could tie him up, or shove him in the cupboard. No, probably not. He looked like the type who could escape things like that easily and she needed to work on her knot making skills anyway.
"What do you think I should do, Pascal?" Pascal squeaked and jabbed his paws from her hair to the man's head and then shrugged his little shoulders. She got the message. He was asking her if she was going to heal the man.
"I guess. I mean I could. He wouldn't know what I did because he's passed out, right?"
She took some of her hair and laid it across his forehead. Biting her lip, she hoped her mother never found out about this.
"Flower Gleam and Glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring Back what once was mine
Heal what has been hurt
Change the Fates' design
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine
What once was mine"
"Hey." Anna murmured, feeling a little jealous that Kristoff was giving this girl his attention. She stopped feeling jealous the moment she noticed this girl was giving her sister some odd looks. Very odd looks. Anna bit down on her tongue to keep herself from giggling. Did this stranger think her sister was attractive or something? Anna wouldn't have minded. In their kingdom liking, even partnering with the same sex was seen as normal. There were no taboos associated with it at all.
"What's your name?" Anna asked, feeling a lot better now that she had figured the girl was not interested in her Kristoff. "I'm Anna, this is my fiance Kristoff and that's my sister Elsa."
"I'm Olaf! I like warm hugs," the snowman said, moving to stand between everyone.
"Hi," Elsa said. She felt her cheeks flush with warmth when her blue eyes found the strangers.
This time Anna did giggle, nearly falling off her horse.
She knelt down next to him and put her hand tentatively over his mouth, feeling for airflow. There was and his lips were really smooth... "Ah.." She shook her head at her silly thought and pulled her hand away. Rapunzel set down next to him and pondered on her next move. She could tie him up, or shove him in the cupboard. No, probably not. He looked like the type who could escape things like that easily and she needed to work on her knot making skills anyway.
"What do you think I should do, Pascal?" Pascal squeaked and jabbed his paws from her hair to the man's head and then shrugged his little shoulders. She got the message. He was asking her if she was going to heal the man.
"I guess. I mean I could. He wouldn't know what I did because he's passed out, right?"
She took some of her hair and laid it across his forehead. Biting her lip, she hoped her mother never found out about this.
"Flower Gleam and Glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring Back what once was mine
Heal what has been hurt
Change the Fates' design
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine
What once was mine"
"Hey." Anna murmured, feeling a little jealous that Kristoff was giving this girl his attention. She stopped feeling jealous the moment she noticed this girl was giving her sister some odd looks. Very odd looks. Anna bit down on her tongue to keep herself from giggling. Did this stranger think her sister was attractive or something? Anna wouldn't have minded. In their kingdom liking, even partnering with the same sex was seen as normal. There were no taboos associated with it at all.
"What's your name?" Anna asked, feeling a lot better now that she had figured the girl was not interested in her Kristoff. "I'm Anna, this is my fiance Kristoff and that's my sister Elsa."
"I'm Olaf! I like warm hugs," the snowman said, moving to stand between everyone.
"Hi," Elsa said. She felt her cheeks flush with warmth when her blue eyes found the strangers.
This time Anna did giggle, nearly falling off her horse.
My cats Apollo, Phoebe and Hera want to role play with you and your cat buddies.
No plot ideas as of yet, but it will surely be purrsome!
(Cheesy, I know.)
No plot ideas as of yet, but it will surely be purrsome!
(Cheesy, I know.)
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Color Doesn't Matter (High Casual to Advanced - Set in 50s - M/F Female Needed)
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Forum: 1x1 Interest Checks
Role Play has been filled ;) Thanks!
Hit me up role players if you come up with any other ideas. I'm always down with hearing new plots. (Probably no more set in the 50s though!)
Hit me up role players if you come up with any other ideas. I'm always down with hearing new plots. (Probably no more set in the 50s though!)
emmyanne said
Haha, you sound like me! Everywhere you turn on my room you see another book :p Oh, and if you're going to read the Dark Tower series don't start with The Dark Tower it's the last book haha, start with The Gunslinger! I highly recommend these books, they really make you think.
Whoops. Thanks for that. That's what a library is for! I will surely find the first book there. Yes, I am just like you when it comes to books. We recently had to move (still in the process of moving) and most of the boxes are full of books.
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