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3 yrs ago
Current Update: sleep was achieved. Hooray!
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3 yrs ago
I really need to get some sleep. *guzzles soda* I'm so tired. *munches down sugary snacks* Don't know why I can't sleep. *does literally anything but bed*
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3 yrs ago
Can't I get paid to roleplay instead?
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3 yrs ago
We have ways of making you talk... *brings in a corgi* Tell us your secrets and you may pet the puppy.
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3 yrs ago
Digimon RP is more fun than Pokemon RP, because you can actually hold conversation.
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Not much to say here, really! I enjoy RP, and I enjoy writing, so I'm on here as much as I can be. It's a lot of fun! I'm an experienced RPer whose even DM'd a few campaigns before! I watch a lot of anime and play a lot of video games, so you know I have the shut-in life on lock! XD

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I'll have my first post up shortly! Probably later tonight, if all goes well! I'm looking forward to starting the adventure!

Also, very nicely done for the intro post! Well written AND has ways to wiggle in new players!
So, uh... Is anyone else still here, or...?
Here's to the week being over for sure. o/ Post or no post, I hope you have a stress-free and enjoyable weekend!
Anyone still in the kitchen: Mira is going shopping when she finishes cleaning it, so feel free to give her requests from your characters!
Mira Andrul

Human / 26 / Female
Location: Great Room > Hallway > Kitchen


"Have fun!" she called after him. She didn't attend such classes herself, of course, but a good window view often helped her spy from afar. She liked to imagine herself among the students, waving a wand as sparks and spells flew from its tip, to the delight and awe of her fellow witches. Obviously, she was top of her imaginary class!

Snickering to herself, she continued on with her cleaning, finishing the Great Room for the day. The more in-depth and deep cleaning would be in a few days - she always did it once a week - so today's tasks were mostly superficial maintenance.

Before she made her way out, however, she stopped to take in the image of Agatha one more time. The founder of the coven... "Would you have looked down on me?" she asked the portrait. Alas, it remained perfectly mute, and Mira simply shook her head and made her way out.

The next hallway was her last for the first floor today, so she put a little extra speed into her steps, swishing her duster about and swiftly sweeping along. Something about this particular hallway always seemed to perk her up and energize her. Perhaps it was simply the promise of almost being done with the first floor... or perhaps there was some latent magic in the walls? That was a cheerful thought. Humming an upbeat tune, she made her way through, finally arriving back in the kitchen.

"I'm baaaack!" she happily declared, tugging her cleaning supplies through with her. "Anyone still here?" She turned about to see if any of the witches were still about. There was still at least a little time before class officially began, so it was possible!
I'm ready to post again, but I wanted to wait and give some others a chance first, just in case!

I'll post later tonight either way.
Looking forward to roleplaying with you too! Lumina and Ghostmon are both adorable already, and I can't wait to meet them ICly!
Mira Andrul

Human / 26 / Female
Location: Great Room
Tag: @ThisIsFine


It was rare that Mira regretted asking a question, but just this once, she felt a pang of guilt. She had known Ismael was older than most of the coven, but she never knew he'd been the familiar of the woman who began it all. "She sounds incredible," Mira answered, her cheerful tone now one of somber respect. She gazed up at the portrait once again, a newfound appreciation for the woman within her, and gave a humble bow of her head. "I know this may not mean much coming from me, but I think she'd be proud of what you've done for us all so far." She turned her smile back to Ismael. "Even I know we'd fall apart without you."

Deciding she'd probably touched on this sore subject enough, she resumed her cleaning route through the room, carefully beating dust from the curtains and straining on her tiptoes to reach the higher places. She could have asked Sterling's aid, of course, but given the events of the day, it was probably best to leave the witches to their work and to focus on her own. After this room, she had only a few more to go before the first floor was done. After that would be the second, which - as always - filled her with a giddy excitement. The rooms upstairs were all enchanted in some way, which meant cleaning them was always a memorable experience. Of course, "memorable" included the few times she'd nearly been seriously injured and/or cursed by her own carelessness. A tea party with cursed dolls? Delightful! A swarm of books trying to beat her senseless? Not so much.

"Ah, that reminds me," she said, nearly through with the Grand Room. "I intend to step out during today's class and do some shopping. Do you need anything while I'm gone? I'll have the food ready before I go, of course." The handy thing about serving witches was that she rarely actually had to cook the food herself. It was something of an unofficial rule that witches should be able to magic their food to their desired tastes, so all she really did was set up individual plates and trays. She'd tried to cook with magic fire herself a few times, but as ever, she never managed even a spark. Sadness.
Mira Andrul

Human / 26 / Female
Location: Great Room
Tag: @ThisIsFine


"I'm grateful, but please don't trouble yourself," she responded with her signature smile. "I'm fairly certain he and I aren't going to get along, and that's nothing new for me. Still, I appreciate the thought." Mira liked Ismael. Even with all his influence in the coven, he never really let it go to his head. Or, if he did, he never let it show. He'd been kind to Mira, and she had a firm respect for him.

She also found his various animal forms utterly adorable.

Making her way steadily through the room, sweeping and dusting along her familiar path, she paused only long enough to gaze up at the portrait above the fireplace. She knew the woman's name, of course - her parents made sure of it - but other than mentions of her greatness, Mira knew next to nothing about the mysterious Agatha. Still, to warrant a portrait like this, she must have been something extraordinary.

"Who was she?" Mira suddenly blurted out, turning back toward Ismael. She generally had a sense that no one wanted to talk about Agatha - or perhaps they just didn't want to talk to her about Agatha. Naturally, that had only served to further enflame her curiosity, a trait which was at once her greatest strength and greatest weakness. And it was a safe bet that even if Ismael didn't tell her anything, he probably wouldn't cast a curse on her for asking.

Probably.
@XxFellsingxX Now I hope beyond hope that we get to have Examon on our side at least once. Just imagine our group casually riding into battle on a dragon the size of a skyscraper. The most epic! :D
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