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7 yrs ago
Current For the same reason it was able to gather its power, I will not bow to it. Freedom is for everyone; not just the loudest voice.
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7 yrs ago
In the wise words of Ebeneezer Scrooge: "Bah humbug."
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7 yrs ago
Sometimes, "cheap" is the most expensive thing you can do.
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7 yrs ago
Back in the RP Pool. If you have an idea (and it's not 100% smut) messag me! ^_^
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7 yrs ago
If you can't support your argument...you don't have an argument.
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I return from a long hiatus, in the hopes that roleplaying has once again returned to the art of inclusive storytelling. Prove me right and I will stay. Prove me wrong and I will go.

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Looks like things are moving now. I'm eager to see where this goes. If my posts seem a bit presumptuous, please remember that I am writing purely from Sam's perspective; she's bound to assume some things that are simply not true, even if OOC knowledge would contradict those assumptions.
Sam took full advantage of the man's entry. With Jenna's focus on him, she quietly retrieved the small notebook and slipped it back into her hoodie. With her journal back under wraps, she allowed herself to turn her attention toward their new 'friend'.

Great, she thought bitterly. A suit. Place is probably full of them. She took in every detail she could perceive, while trying to preserve an air of innocence and subservience. Folks like this, she knew, loved it when their property misbehaved. They used any excuse to pull on the leash. As long as she kept quiet, they might lose interest in her.

The hospital had security too. That thought percolated during their conversation. She had used her wits to escape one prison already; would this one really be much different? Sam resolved to leave this place in as much a shambles as her previous 'home'. She forced herself not to smile at the thought of the men in suits strangling each other over who to blame for her escape.

Patience, she reminded herself. First things first.
My thinking is that, depending on the amount of time which passes between now and then, Sam's going to become restless. By the time they grace us with their presence, she's going to want to know what's going on.
Looking forward to it.
If you put a machine shop and electronics lab in the building, my character will swoon immediately. That's all.
My character is not well-versed in Geography, and thus would not know to refer to any maps. I think it would be more realistic to play it from that perspective, so I probably would not benefit from a map per se. I may gain some out-of-character knowledge from it, and be able to use that to plan some posts, but that would be it.

I can't speak for everyone, however. In any event, it would be a useful tool.
I can promise I will not be in New York at that time. Preeeeetty sure.
We're getting a puppy? I knew it.
“Hey don’t worry kid, I won’t let them take you back.” Jenna said looking at the girl, unsure how to react as she wondered who was after the girl and who did she just promise to protect the girl from.

It was admirable, given the circumstances, that Sam had been able to put up this much of a fight against her emotions. Her control faltered, however, when Jenna pledged to fend off their assailants. She made a face, almost instantly, which betrayed her true feelings about such a promise; especially from a bird just as caged as she.

"Yeah," she scowled, sliding down the wall with a thump. A thin, black book fell out from inside her hoodie, making a loud 'smack' on the smooth flooring. For an instant, Sam wondered at the odds of such an occurrence -an object like this, tumbling through the air, only to land perfectly flat- before she realized what had happened. She scooped it up immediately, but dropped it in her efforts to hide it from the others. It landed on its binding and splayed open for all to see. Displayed on its current page were not the private thoughts of a young woman, but some rather intricate -if abstract- artwork almost too reminiscent of a printed circuit board.
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