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5 yrs ago
@littleone - No. The world would not be better off without you. Those who know you will greatly miss you. Hang in there. Sometimes it might not seem like it but you mean a lot to those who love you.
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5 yrs ago
I'm alive. I'm going to see if I can get back into a bit more active. I have a good feeling about this year but then again, it just started so :/ lol
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5 yrs ago
Currently alive....for whatever that is worth.
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6 yrs ago
I'm in the process of moving so I'm currently a bit CrAzY at the second. Hopefully, I'll be back to normal reply schedule soon (after the move and the insanity of getting basic unpacking done)
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6 yrs ago
Been sick for two weeks. Not fun at all :/ Just FYI

Bio

Current Status (updated 12.6.21):
I've quit my job and am currently job hunting. I'm hoping that and a few other things will help me enjoy life again.
I am around a bit though better to discuss on discord.

I'm not looking for new partners/stories at this time.

Most Recent Posts

Hope everything is going well :)

Was re-watching this clip and thought it might be a nice thing to note as we now have to androids (AIs) on the Enterprise.
Never know if the question might arise on sentience or not. :)


The Defier was no ordinary roller coaster. According to the Times, it "pushed the boundaries of modern physics". The Tribune declared: "It truly lives up to its name, defying gravity itself". Though speed wasn't the main factor, the Defier did go nearly two hundred miles per hour, fifty miles faster than the current world record. In addition to the insane speeds, there were aspects of the ride that seemed, impossible. Though there were no gaps in the track, everyone who rode could swear that there were a couple times the car actually jumped through the air before landing back on the track. That and the fact that some of the turns made should have been impossible, the physics of the coaster nearly defying the laws of nature itself. Nothing that could be proven when examining the roller coaster, everyone just passing it off as an amazing experience. And yet despite the insane speed, the daring twists, turns, and plunges - all of it - not one person who rode it got sick or hurt. In fact, every visitor was left with a feeling that was difficult to describe. Though they felt the intense thrill and possibly even fear when riding, there was an almost content feeling, a deep sense of satisfaction from the ride itself. The ride touched them in some way. If asked though to put their feelings into words, none could quite do so.

"The ride was amazing. Thrilling. It had an almost...magical feel to it"

And so the
Defier continued to gain national recognition. The owner of the amusement park once again praising his luck that the illusterious and slightly mysterious Miremini, Inc., had even approached him with the concept of this ride. He just wished he could find them again and have them make yet another "magical" ride.


~ La bump
The line for the haunted mansion slowly moves forward. You've never been but you're excited. It only opened two nights ago and everyone who has gone through said it was the scariest thing they had ever seen or felt. None could explain it exactly, they couldn't tell you why it was so terrifying but all could not wait to go back.

As you wait eagerly, you look at the brochure. On the back, near the bottom indicates the creators of this place: Miremini, Inc.

Screams from the haunted house filter out to you, sending chills down your back even as the words send wonder through you. Another person goes in and the line moved up


~ La bump
~ Magical Bump
Thanks @shylarah! :)
You're a fantastic partner as well!!!

Written or imaginative?
There were two forms of magic in the world - the written form and the imaginative form. Both had their own unique abilities and disadvantages. But the few who practiced the forms swore by them, declared that their was the only correct way.

Once there were many who knew how to use the magic but over the ages of the world, only two survived. Adamently stuck in their ways, they continue their argument using taught students as pieces to show that "their" way is the best.



Both aspects of magic can heal the individual using it (without a lot of focus or detail - if it's on them). It also (if known) can help you slow your aging. But that's not something the masters really focus on as much.

Needless to say, the two types of magic are varying and have their own pros and cons. And thus the argument continues, the two oldest magicians often finding a new pair of students to launch at each other, the stakes growing higher and higher on if one wins vs loses.


First off, if this sounds at all familiar and that particular book calls out in your mind - you are awesome! Yes, the concept is taken from the book. Don't spoil it mwuahahaa.

One thing to point out, is there are not that many magicians. You have the two masters who have been around forever and then you have a few of their surviving students here and there. Not that many, maybe one or two. Not everyone can do magic but those who are able do not always learn. It's extremely rare to find someone who can innately do it without being taught.

Our MCs are two respective students (both masters in their own right by time the story starts), one of each school of thought. They are the only students at the time of each master (the masters only teach one at a time and not that often - usually more to challenge each other and prove theirs is the correct way).

I do have a preference of which magic my character has but its flexible and I can do either.
What I'm looking for is a pairing - male and female - for a romance aspect which might be interesting [though note I'm not just having one character. I love bringing in NPCs, secondaries, and possibly depending on how it is - a second major MC).
In this particular story, I am preferring to have the female student as my MC. I will have secondaries of magicians pairing, I am looking for someone to write the male MC.

As stated, at the start of the RP both can be considered Masters in their own rights, each being taught as early as five or six, pending the master. Both are aware of a challenge though neither know who their opponent is or what the challenge fully entails. I'm thinking though, pending how we want to start it, one might realize the other is their opponent or both realize it. But we can discuss.

The venue will be set (we'll discuss - though I'm thinking that together they run their own 'company' that does amusement rides, haunted houses - or various sets infused with magic) for the game, I'm thinking at first they might think of it as a competition and then eventually they might team up. Each type of magic has its pros and cons. Collobaritevely it can be a masterpiece. Of course, they might team up initially. Really depends on what venue we do. I have a couple in mind but we can discuss.

This is not just a RP about magic (though it will be in there). In fact there won't be a lot of time "detailing" out the various magic used. It's more of a story between two individuals with amazing abilities caught between two Master chess players. Friendship, romance, and use of magic. But we can discuss.



Please PM if you are interested.
I do work for a living and December will be picking up and becoming busier.
I don't guarantee a post every day but I try to get you something at least (though usually more frequently) once a week (Probably more often but I like to err on the side of caution vs. over promise and not deliver).

Either way, thank you for reading my short inquiry.
There you go :)
I wrapped up the two conversations and moved us forward.
Hope that works
Current Status: Currently Filled

It started with a piece of paper. Simple thing to start off a grand story but it was true.

One might think it started before that. Started with the curiosity that filled you. The idea of sticking your hand inside the little hole in the tree. But no, it was a piece of paper. Nothing fancy on it, not even writing. Just a simple drawing of the tree itself, the very knot that the paper was hiding in elegantly visible. It was pencil sketching really, the hand steady yet slightly with an almost feminine look to it. The edges of each stroke slightly curling, almost a fluid movement of elegance and taste.

It was the paper that really drew your curiosity. How did it get there?

You look around. No one is around. The park is fairly empty. No indication of who might have left it. And from the feel of the paper, it hadn't been there that long. Who had left this? Why? You relook at the paper and then fold it back up. Pulling out your notebook you rip a page out. In hurried scratch, you write a short note. "Nice sketch." You put both back inside the tree.

As you walk away you feel a bit foolish. Nice sketch? Really? You wonder if you should go back and remove your note but you don't.

The next day you walk past the tree. You almost pass it by but you pause. Going back you reach up into the knot, your arm slipping down as your hand searches. You feel a paper. You pull it out. Your note is gone but the original image is there. Though in addition, there is now a little squirrel drawn scurrying up the tree. Below with a little bit of flourish and loops - almost a picturistic look in its own right - is a reply: "Thank you. You may keep it."

That was it. Nothing else. Just a simple thank you and permission to take it.

You do. However, you aren't sure if you should just leave the tree empty. In a way, you feel like you want to thank the person - whoever she, or he was. So you leave something behind. And thus it began.


Greetings, I'm looking for a male or female who is interested in following this little mystery down its squirrel hole. Depending on who your character is depends on if romance will occur. It may or may not at all. I will only write m/f relationships so it will all depend on who you create for your character.

But romance aside (though it will be a nice touch) the concept of the story is a bit mystery, a bit of a relationship - friendship have you - between two individuals. What starts as a simple exchange of notes could elaborate into something far more.

Will they meet in person? How will this develop? Who is the individual? Does it matter? Or will it?
There are a lot of possibilities in how this can go.

One thing to note: At least starting out and until my character is revealed and meets yours, I will be writing more narrator style (as seen above). There might be other characters involved as your MC may or may not engage with other park residents but think of it almost as GM leading a story until my MC is finally revealed.

Also, I did tag as fantasy as well as there might be some very low fantasy elements involved. I haven't really determined yet. Something we could discuss.



Please PM if you are interested.
I do work for a living and December will be picking up and becoming busier.
I don't guarantee a post every day but I try to get you something at least (though usually more frequently) once a week (Probably more often but I like to err on the side of caution vs. over promise and not deliver).

Either way, thank you for reading my short inquiry.
YAY!
*waves*

How's everything going?
The countryside below passed them by. If they were lower it would have been almost a blur but because of the height, they were still able to get a clear enough overall picture of everything below, presuming one had decent eyesight. The breeze of the wind brought a slight chill but nothing that either couldn't stand.

Roger stayed with Bea as the ship continued. He didn't reply but he too hoped the cost wouldn't be high. They didn't need to loose anyone else. He just hoped they could find what they needed, get out and bring her father's murderers to justice. All before she got hurt. His arm around her tightened only slightly as he knew he would do everything to keep her safe.

~ ~ ~


Estella glanced up at Rebeka's words. A smile formed on her lips, softening her features, as she was touched at the words. A laugh escaped her at the mention of the technical terms. She completely understood that. In fact, if she knew a technical term it was most likely she only knew it in Danish. "That's good to remember, thanks."

Her smile waned slightly at the mention of impressing. It was easy to say but hard to do. Still, she was grateful that she didn't have to pretend to be someone she wasn't. She didn't like doing that. She couldn't. Oh, she could hide a lot about herself, keep things buried. But to completely masquerade who personality, what she loved to do, who she was? It impossible. She had left her family, giving everything up because she couldn't live with herself, live in the expectations that her family wanted of her. And right or wrong, painful or not, it was what she had to live with.

"Thanks, Rebeca." Her words were soft and she chewed her lower lip. "That means a lot." The slight unease vanished as the smile returned. "This is a fantastic ship," she praised, changing the subject. "However, did you father acquire it?"

There wasn't a lot of space in the engine room for two people but Estella didn't mind. She listened, occasionally throwing out a question or two. Her love of mechanics and antique machinery was evident in the way her eyes lit up, her hands touched the parts when she needed to adjust something real quick, in the way she spoke. She was happy here. And in a way far happier than even on the Aurora. But then again, that had been a set of its own problems.

But here, she didn't feel the prejudice. The hatred. Or even the luring. Here, she felt...almost at home.

~ ~ ~


Edinburgh was nowhere on the level of London but it was still a city. Smoke rose from smokestaffs, the haze of the city far less than London. Of course, none of the passengers had been able to see the approach as the ship had came in late last night. And by time they finished breakfast and actually looked outside they were already grounded.

"How long are you going to stay in the city?" Roger asked looking at the Captain. He and Bea would head out into the city to find her father's colleague and hopefully know where to go there.

A bit groggy from a late night, Estella sat on the end of the table in the mess hall, a warm cup of tea in her hand. She wasn't hungry yet. She usually didn't eat breakfast as her stomach wasn't usually settled enough for it. But tea was another thing. She looked a bit worse for wear, having fell asleep in the engine room after they landed and shut everything down. She hadn't even gone back to the room she shared with Rebeca - though she did redo her ponytail and washed her hands and face.

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