I'll have greg come over
@AdamantiumWolf
@AdamantiumWolf
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soon, I'll do it soon. sooooooooon.
8 yrs ago
What's this???
8 yrs ago
I just got really busy, replies are at a standstill, I'll try to get something up as soon as possible.
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8 yrs ago
why??! is?? my!! scheduled!!! so?? messed!? up!!! I!Just!! want! Peace???
8 yrs ago
Soon.
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I am very small, thank you. I love drawing and writing, mostly fantasy and post apocalyptic stuff.
I'm in every fandom pretty much, Anime, cartoons, T.V shows, web comics, video games, just everything.
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I'm in every fandom pretty much, Anime, cartoons, T.V shows, web comics, video games, just everything.
http://the-classpet.tumblr.com/-Good tumblr vibes @my tumblr, yes you can follow
https://www.tumblr.com/blog/classayburddraws-I draw!!!sometimes... ://
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Indus stood in her room, long hair pulled back and her finest set of riding armor on. She grabbed the blue bow, her oldest possession, and flung it across her shoulder along with the quiver that held all its arrows. "I can do this." she said out loud to herself, sure this time she would make her parents proud. It wasn't everyday one got to be part of the royal prince's guard. With a deep breath she plunged out of her room and into the main room where her parents stood in wait.
Her mother was the first to notice, having been waiting for her to get ready. She gave a short gasp before carrying on as though she hadn't. "Darling you look lovely." was the best she could come up with to hide her dissatisfaction in watching her leave. "mom, I'm not supposed to look lovely, i'm battle ready, i'm fierce...I'm going to meet the royal family." Indus replied hoping to arise any last shimmers of happiness from her mother. But there was nothing, just the same sad face she'd had for more than thirty years now. "i'll do great." She said hugging her mom before racing off to find her dad.
He was in the front shop, finishing the morning stocking. He gave her a look of admiration at least, his one good eye glinting with tears. "Indus, you aren't going to use that bow," He said, as though she had any other. But his smile gave it away, and she easily guessed that he had gotten her a new one. "Papa you didn't." she smiled, grateful of the gift. He leaned under the counter and retrieved a long package, tied with string. With a sullen face he handed it to her, "be safe my star." he said lovingly. Underneath the paper was a beautifully crafted bow, silver and smoothed. Several charms told of the weapons magical touch, though it's weight already told as much. Indus switched the new bow for her own, handing the blue one to her father. "I'll make you proud." she said at last, giving him one last hug before leaving to her bird outside.
Aquila lay flat to the ground, her black eyes fixed on her rider. Indus mounted and up they flew, taking the wind up to the palace entrance. There she left Aquila. The bird would stay there unless called.
Indus was led through the palace by two honor guards, not the kind she wanted to one day become. Though she yearned to take in the palaces hard floor and incredible features the walk to the meeting room was a rather short one, none the less business was more important, the losses were justified. Inside the room were three men, one old, one younger, and one who held a hammer. The old and young one were royalty, the king and prince themselves. It was truly wonderful to be so near someone who had helped the tribe so much. "Sirs" she offered, completely lost for words, but not wanting to seem foolish.
Her mother was the first to notice, having been waiting for her to get ready. She gave a short gasp before carrying on as though she hadn't. "Darling you look lovely." was the best she could come up with to hide her dissatisfaction in watching her leave. "mom, I'm not supposed to look lovely, i'm battle ready, i'm fierce...I'm going to meet the royal family." Indus replied hoping to arise any last shimmers of happiness from her mother. But there was nothing, just the same sad face she'd had for more than thirty years now. "i'll do great." She said hugging her mom before racing off to find her dad.
He was in the front shop, finishing the morning stocking. He gave her a look of admiration at least, his one good eye glinting with tears. "Indus, you aren't going to use that bow," He said, as though she had any other. But his smile gave it away, and she easily guessed that he had gotten her a new one. "Papa you didn't." she smiled, grateful of the gift. He leaned under the counter and retrieved a long package, tied with string. With a sullen face he handed it to her, "be safe my star." he said lovingly. Underneath the paper was a beautifully crafted bow, silver and smoothed. Several charms told of the weapons magical touch, though it's weight already told as much. Indus switched the new bow for her own, handing the blue one to her father. "I'll make you proud." she said at last, giving him one last hug before leaving to her bird outside.
Aquila lay flat to the ground, her black eyes fixed on her rider. Indus mounted and up they flew, taking the wind up to the palace entrance. There she left Aquila. The bird would stay there unless called.
Indus was led through the palace by two honor guards, not the kind she wanted to one day become. Though she yearned to take in the palaces hard floor and incredible features the walk to the meeting room was a rather short one, none the less business was more important, the losses were justified. Inside the room were three men, one old, one younger, and one who held a hammer. The old and young one were royalty, the king and prince themselves. It was truly wonderful to be so near someone who had helped the tribe so much. "Sirs" she offered, completely lost for words, but not wanting to seem foolish.
@iSuspect
Is this still open I'd love to join :0c!!!
Is this still open I'd love to join :0c!!!
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
The museum echoed footsteps as a megaphone or microphone might, blaring the sound throughout the empty halls. Romen statues of gods and goddesses peered down upon the source of the noise. Gregory stared back, blank eyes recalling their glory when they had still been decorated for their grace to be won. Now they were marble and only that.
The museum was supposed to close an hour ago but working there had privlages that aloud him to stay and clean the floors for however long he liked, the night guards certainly didn't mind the extra company. Even if he was a bit strange.
By the time he had made his way back to the entrance and the dino bones he had thoroughly lost interest. Gregory could not recall dinosaurs, the thing that lurked in his mind had not bothered itself with the trivial creatures and so Gregory himself could not be bothered with them either.
He left through the front door walking to the Abandoned bar; a place he'd recalled from another time when he was not called Gregory. It was a dim place, dirty on the outside but remarkably full of interesting people on the inside. There he would be amongst other things, non-humans. He took a seat at the bar and asked for just water, Gregory didn't need to be poisoned by magic drink or whatever. Gregory had family to get home to after the bar.
The museum was supposed to close an hour ago but working there had privlages that aloud him to stay and clean the floors for however long he liked, the night guards certainly didn't mind the extra company. Even if he was a bit strange.
By the time he had made his way back to the entrance and the dino bones he had thoroughly lost interest. Gregory could not recall dinosaurs, the thing that lurked in his mind had not bothered itself with the trivial creatures and so Gregory himself could not be bothered with them either.
He left through the front door walking to the Abandoned bar; a place he'd recalled from another time when he was not called Gregory. It was a dim place, dirty on the outside but remarkably full of interesting people on the inside. There he would be amongst other things, non-humans. He took a seat at the bar and asked for just water, Gregory didn't need to be poisoned by magic drink or whatever. Gregory had family to get home to after the bar.
Copper soon found his way to school though the cold wind deterred him and called him away to his other body and the woods. Skipping school would not be the worst thing to do and today would not be the first time he'd done it. On the other hand it would still be cold, even with a fur pelt and he had several tests in different classes that missing just wouldn't be smart. So on he trudged, at least it would be heated inside of the school.
The front steps held their usual amount of people; creeps, jocks, goths, cute people who he'd love to be friends with but isn't that brave so he just steals glances of. The usual. he tripped going up the first step, it was icy and he wasn't paying the most attention to where he was going. Now his hands were scuffed and bleeding and a few papers were flying off and maybe he should have skipped any way, it wouldn't have been that bad. Instead he picked himself up, and then the few papers that got away, and more carefully made his was into the yellow-brick building that was apparently red. and to his class where he could read before school began.
Today he took a detour to wash his bloodied hands in the bathroom and by the library to get a new book but other than that it was the same routine. The same homeroom, and the same loneliness that had followed him since the first grade.
The front steps held their usual amount of people; creeps, jocks, goths, cute people who he'd love to be friends with but isn't that brave so he just steals glances of. The usual. he tripped going up the first step, it was icy and he wasn't paying the most attention to where he was going. Now his hands were scuffed and bleeding and a few papers were flying off and maybe he should have skipped any way, it wouldn't have been that bad. Instead he picked himself up, and then the few papers that got away, and more carefully made his was into the yellow-brick building that was apparently red. and to his class where he could read before school began.
Today he took a detour to wash his bloodied hands in the bathroom and by the library to get a new book but other than that it was the same routine. The same homeroom, and the same loneliness that had followed him since the first grade.
@AbysmalDemon
I think we can still save this we're really only missing the other two raven claws to get to bed and then you can time skip to the next morning, have everyone one rp their day and when things start slowing down post here that you'll be time-skipping to the next day (if you want this is just a suggestion but it worked when i was a gm on mspa)
:0 sorry if this is just bothersome dribble i really enjoyed this rp so far and don't want to have to start over with another one :0c
I think we can still save this we're really only missing the other two raven claws to get to bed and then you can time skip to the next morning, have everyone one rp their day and when things start slowing down post here that you'll be time-skipping to the next day (if you want this is just a suggestion but it worked when i was a gm on mspa)
:0 sorry if this is just bothersome dribble i really enjoyed this rp so far and don't want to have to start over with another one :0c
"you've got a little blood right there buddy," she said, scuffing her finger across the corner of her mouth. "might wanna get that checked out, could be pretty bad."
Her words where voiceless though, lost in a tone that hardly signified the gravity of the situation. It was perhaps that the situation simply outweighed any that Eve had ever experienced, that alone was true enough. She thought silently for a moment of any way they'd be able to survive. If the inside was this unlivable outside must be even worse and so leaving was a definite no. They could continue looking for clothes and food, wandering the halls for some three hundred year old supplies that may or may not lie waiting in the forgotten bowls of the facility. That was unlikely given what the outside circumstances might be but it was one of their only hopes.
"lets just go, we can gather whatever is left over from the other rooms." Eve said, a sullen tone dipping in between the apathy.
Her words where voiceless though, lost in a tone that hardly signified the gravity of the situation. It was perhaps that the situation simply outweighed any that Eve had ever experienced, that alone was true enough. She thought silently for a moment of any way they'd be able to survive. If the inside was this unlivable outside must be even worse and so leaving was a definite no. They could continue looking for clothes and food, wandering the halls for some three hundred year old supplies that may or may not lie waiting in the forgotten bowls of the facility. That was unlikely given what the outside circumstances might be but it was one of their only hopes.
"lets just go, we can gather whatever is left over from the other rooms." Eve said, a sullen tone dipping in between the apathy.
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
The blaring sound of his mothers alarm drifted down the hall of the families two bedroom house and alerted Copper of the time, 4:30. Mothers were busy people. He stayed on the couch under the two spare blankets left in the house and stained from coffee that nobody from his family had drank. He wished to hide beneath the mounds of fur that were sometimes his, to keep the cold at bay but his mom was never happy to see him like that and so for her sake at 4:30 in the 50 degrees Fahrenheit house he stayed in his skin.
His mother scuffled down the hallway and the shower began, a small hiss filling the silent house for a short few minuets,telling Copper it must be cold. Then she came down the hall and into the kitchen, riffling through the pantry for something quick. A wrapper sound meant that she found something and now she would leave to clean everyone else's home and watch other parents' children. She was like a breeze, coming and going in a short blast of 10 minuets, every morning, at 4:30.
His brothers followed shortly after, though much louder and less structured than their mother. Both Thompson and Willbert had jobs as they were 21 and 19 respectively. Neither of them had gone to college, it was doubtful hat Copper would either. Every day they left in a rush. Their jobs paid for the house and utilities and so off to work they went before 5 in the morning.
After they left Copper got to his mourning routine of staring at the ceiling until boredom could lure him out of bed. Today the cold sunk between the covers and kicked him out and up, quickly dressing in several sweaters. Then he sat on his mothers bed starring at the clock until it got to 5:30 when he'd need to get ready for school. By 6 he'd be out the door, walking the near mile towards his junior year at high school.
His mother scuffled down the hallway and the shower began, a small hiss filling the silent house for a short few minuets,telling Copper it must be cold. Then she came down the hall and into the kitchen, riffling through the pantry for something quick. A wrapper sound meant that she found something and now she would leave to clean everyone else's home and watch other parents' children. She was like a breeze, coming and going in a short blast of 10 minuets, every morning, at 4:30.
His brothers followed shortly after, though much louder and less structured than their mother. Both Thompson and Willbert had jobs as they were 21 and 19 respectively. Neither of them had gone to college, it was doubtful hat Copper would either. Every day they left in a rush. Their jobs paid for the house and utilities and so off to work they went before 5 in the morning.
After they left Copper got to his mourning routine of staring at the ceiling until boredom could lure him out of bed. Today the cold sunk between the covers and kicked him out and up, quickly dressing in several sweaters. Then he sat on his mothers bed starring at the clock until it got to 5:30 when he'd need to get ready for school. By 6 he'd be out the door, walking the near mile towards his junior year at high school.
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