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STATUS: To anyone who cares, I will be taking a break from rpg. I don’t know if I am coming back. 7 yrs ago
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To anyone who cares, I will be taking a break from rpg. I don’t know if I am coming back.
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7 yrs ago
Going to a dark place again... Trying to claw my way out is getting harder...
7 yrs ago
I am getting very tired of being blamed for things that are not my fault
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7 yrs ago
When you are so emotional you are close to dropping from every rp you are in just so people won't have to deal with you anymore
8 yrs ago
When a character that meant something to you gets torn down and thrown away like trash... 😢
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Getting verbally and physically assaulted on Christmas = great holiday season
Can I go back to being a little kid, where my biggest worry was if Mom was going to buy chocolate milk at the store or if I would get the toy I wanted in my Happy Meal?
Can I go back to being a little kid, where my biggest worry was if Mom was going to buy chocolate milk at the store or if I would get the toy I wanted in my Happy Meal?
Elsa started when a voice spoke to her and paused in her playing. She got so involved in music she sometimes forgot her surroundings.
It was a young man who she remembered from the group. She resumed playing after a moment.
He had said something. She should reply, right? But what to reply? What was there to say? Elsa was terrible at making small talk.
"It is my favorite piece by Yiruma," she said. "You might know who that is. He has become more mainstream since the Twilight movie franchise basically plagerized his work for their films," she froze for a second and looked at him with wide eyes. "I apologize if you enjoy that film series."
After a bit she tried again. "It's called Kiss the Rain. Yiruma is one of my favorite composers. You... you are an artist, correct?"
This was possibly the most she had said to anyone and definitely was the most amiable she had been. Music had the ability to change her into almost a completely different person. Elsa seemed more at peace, more open than she had until now.
"Are you nervous at all? I am. I just want to survive. I am praying one of those creatures sees some use in my musical abilities and will keep me alive for entertainment purposes if anything."
It was a young man who she remembered from the group. She resumed playing after a moment.
He had said something. She should reply, right? But what to reply? What was there to say? Elsa was terrible at making small talk.
"It is my favorite piece by Yiruma," she said. "You might know who that is. He has become more mainstream since the Twilight movie franchise basically plagerized his work for their films," she froze for a second and looked at him with wide eyes. "I apologize if you enjoy that film series."
After a bit she tried again. "It's called Kiss the Rain. Yiruma is one of my favorite composers. You... you are an artist, correct?"
This was possibly the most she had said to anyone and definitely was the most amiable she had been. Music had the ability to change her into almost a completely different person. Elsa seemed more at peace, more open than she had until now.
"Are you nervous at all? I am. I just want to survive. I am praying one of those creatures sees some use in my musical abilities and will keep me alive for entertainment purposes if anything."
@LadyRunic I'm on my way home from work now. I will post when I get home and try not to bite my nails off.
I'm afraid to post.
I am waiting as I was told to
@LadyRunic I'm afraid of doing anything
@LadyRunic
I see no other way out for her
I see no other way out for her
So I should have just deleted my post after all because now my character is going to die. Super.
EDIT : I'm an idiot
EDIT : I'm an idiot
No one came. Not that she was expecting them to. Elsa had grown up taking care of herself. The only time any suffering on her part was noticed was if she disturbed others by making noise.
Eventually, like sticking your finger in candle wax, the burning pain numbed. Elsa nearly fainted as she slid the rest of the way into the water.
It was hot, making her wonder if there were hot springs located somewhere beneath them or if this was magic. Elsa pulled off her sopping clothes, dropping them in a heap on the floor.
Layers of dirt and sweat bubbled away. Her skin took on its pale hue once again, a slight blush from the heat of the water. A large piece of cloth to wrap around herself acted as a cover up of sorts.
Her old clothing would most likely be destroyed. It didn't matter to her. They were worn and dirty from a month of travel. She didn't want them back.
The other humans in the room showed her wear she could choose her own clothing from a small assortment.
Elsa eyed each item carefully. There were distinct styles here and she couldn't help but feel as though this might be some kind of test. A few of the other female humans had chosen quite slutty attire, looking for attention no doubt. Maximize their assets as they were.
But as for Elsa, she already knew her body would be desired so there was no point in revealing so much. In her mind it was better to cover oneself, leave something to the imagination. To her that was more sexy than dressing like Slave Leia from Star Wars.
In the end she chose something she knew would catch the eye hopefully in a good way.
It conveyed modesty and mystery at the same time. It was simple, showing humility as well.
Not knowing when they would be summoned, all they could do was find something to do while they waited. Elsa went to the piano. By playing perhaps she could calm those around her. And prepare to play for her life.
She chose one of her favorite calming pieces by Yiruma : Kiss the Rain.
The music was gentle and soothing, like a lullaby in a garden on a rainy day.
Eventually, like sticking your finger in candle wax, the burning pain numbed. Elsa nearly fainted as she slid the rest of the way into the water.
It was hot, making her wonder if there were hot springs located somewhere beneath them or if this was magic. Elsa pulled off her sopping clothes, dropping them in a heap on the floor.
Layers of dirt and sweat bubbled away. Her skin took on its pale hue once again, a slight blush from the heat of the water. A large piece of cloth to wrap around herself acted as a cover up of sorts.
Her old clothing would most likely be destroyed. It didn't matter to her. They were worn and dirty from a month of travel. She didn't want them back.
The other humans in the room showed her wear she could choose her own clothing from a small assortment.
Elsa eyed each item carefully. There were distinct styles here and she couldn't help but feel as though this might be some kind of test. A few of the other female humans had chosen quite slutty attire, looking for attention no doubt. Maximize their assets as they were.
But as for Elsa, she already knew her body would be desired so there was no point in revealing so much. In her mind it was better to cover oneself, leave something to the imagination. To her that was more sexy than dressing like Slave Leia from Star Wars.
In the end she chose something she knew would catch the eye hopefully in a good way.
It conveyed modesty and mystery at the same time. It was simple, showing humility as well.
Not knowing when they would be summoned, all they could do was find something to do while they waited. Elsa went to the piano. By playing perhaps she could calm those around her. And prepare to play for her life.
She chose one of her favorite calming pieces by Yiruma : Kiss the Rain.
The music was gentle and soothing, like a lullaby in a garden on a rainy day.
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