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7 yrs ago
Current 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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@LadyRunic

Elsa listened carefully to the old woman who seemed much older than a human normally got. Did the Fae world lengthen your life? Did time work differently here? Or was your life span in the hands of the Fae King, made longer or shorter at his whim? So many questions...

She cocked her head in confusion. "Deal? I didn't make any deal? Not that I know of at least..." she thought aloud, trying to make sense of everything. "I was playing the piano then I woke up in the Fae world," she said, shaking her head. "I have never heard any stories about the Fae, at least none that Disney hasn't bastardized into sappy musicals where everyone always gets a happy ending, good always triumphs over evil and spells are broken by true love's kiss from someone you just met. Utterly stupid," she said, shaking her head in disgust. "I did read Grimm's Fairy Tales. They were more dark."

Elsa thought hard. "What deal could I have made? I really don't know. I was playing my favorite piece... I was thinking about how the music made me feel... and how horrible my life had been up to that point... I think I... I think I may have wished that I had a different life, away from the people who turned me into the broken person I am. Would that have been considered a deal?" She wondered aloud.

"I appreciate your advice," she told Bianca. "I would love to learn more from you, if I could. Anything to help me survive as you have."
Charlie


Getting the buckets of fish and ice cubes, with two bottles of formula, Charlie trekked down to the cove where the dolphin pen was. The twins were kept separate from the others for now, being too little for the bigger dolphins' rough play.

Setting the buckets aside, Charlie sat on the edge of the platform over the smaller pen. One calf immediately popped his head out of the water, wiggling his pectoral flippers excitedly.


"Hello Slate. Yes I see you. Where is your brother?" Charlie asked, flipping some water at the small dolphin who flipped water back at her with his mouth. Looking around the pool, Charlie spotted a little grey body off to the side under the platform and nearer the beach. Getting in and trying to get past Slate, who was swimming around her like a hyper active toddler, she walked over to the other little calf. "What's up Copper?" she asked gently, running her hand over his back. He lifted his little head and squeaked.
"Still hurts huh sweetie?" Charlie said just as gently, surveying the gash on his side. "Doc'll be down here soon to check on it. You feel like eating?"
Slate pushed her arm up and popped up in her face. Charlie laughed. "I know you feel like eating Slate!" she exclaimed and went back to get the bottles. Once Slate was sucking down his bottle Copper wandered over slowly. He was still very shy, but anything Slate did he would do. He laid quietly at the top of the water while Slate chugged the bottle down.
"You finished that quick. How about you try some fish?" Charlie asked and reached into the bucket to grab a few small ones. The two calves were still too young to really eat them but it gave him something to chew on and play with while she fed Copper, otherwise Slate would try to take his brother's bottle.

While Slate raced off with his new toy, Charlie put her arm around Copper and pulled him into her lap holding him there gently but firmly. It took him a moment to accept the bottle but he finally did and started to eat. He was still slower than Slate. It wasn't a good sign. He was lethargic and weak. The blood loss from the shark attack and the trauma of the injury, plus being underweight, was a triple threat. It was an uphill battle keeping the little guy alive. But her team would fight death viciously before it claimed this little guy.

She heard a loud noise and looked up to see a speed boat coming towards the island. Probably just some tourists who wandered over thinking this was a resort. It had happened before. Max always handled the lost tourists and Charlie had full faith in her ability to deal with anyone who gave attitude. If it was serious the team would come and get her, as she was the owner of the island. The assignment list showed where she was.

Charlie ignored the boat and went back to coaxing Copper to finish his bottle.
also @Legion02, Elizabeth needs a hug... or a frying pan to the face I haven't decided which yet
So now that I have cried my eyes out to "This is Me" from The Greatest Showman (seriously if you haven't heard it LOOK IT UP NOW trust me you will NOT regret it! this song has helped me climb out from the deepest pits of depression and even though I fall back in from time to time this song gives me power to fight again!)

now I will make a post
I wanted to wait for @Obscene Symphony before posting again. But of don't mind Symphony (don't want Amalia to be ignoring Lienna again lol) I will go ahead and post saying they both went to the hot springs.
I will be posting later today. Feeling very sick. Think my mom brought a virus home from work.
@lozi sure we can. Remember "believable, not realistic". That's why I kept the location purposefully vague, so we could have a variety of animals show up without worrying about where they are found in the world.
@2plus2isnot5@RisenSun@lozi@Kitty

First IC post is LIVE!!

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Chapter 1 : The Island
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The sun had just started to rise through her window. Charlie was at her desk, open files on one side, a coffee cup on the other and a laptop in front of her. She had been up for the past hour completing the weekly updates. Supply order was getting put in today so she had to get the list up in the mess hall. If anyone wanted anything special they had to put it on the list today for when she called in the supply order that afternoon.
Medical and food supplies looked good but it never hurt to order more just in case. Especially during storm season.
They also needed more fuel and some boat parts, plus office supplies. It seemed like they were always in need of pens and pencils.

Her next update was to the log book. She ran her eyes over the current resident sheet. Several of the animals were nearly ready for release. She would just have to get a final check out from Beau to clear them for release.
She drew up assignment sheets for the day, then made her way to post them on the board in the mess hall.
The cafeteria/mess hall was a sort of catch all room. It served as a place to cook, eat, socialize, play games, do research... really anything people decided to do there.
Across from the mess hall building were the showers and restroom building. Down the path was the main warehouse. Behind the mess hall was the radio/security room. Close to the beach were each worker's personal one room bungalow. The largest building was the medical center. The truck was parked next to it, a jeep beside that. The main path lead from the buildings down to the dock where the rescue boat sat waiting.

Charlotte "Charlie", grabbed her normal breakfast of two protein bars before heading out to the warehouse. Formula had to be made and fish had to be doled out in the buckets for the day.

@Kitty

The island was gifted to my character Charlotte around five years ago and it took two years to build the facility.
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