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11 hrs ago
Current sorry im not checking PMs at the moment, I have anxiety and the holidays have me pretty messed up
2 days ago
People showing interest and then ghosting me is as annoying as ever
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9 days ago
Growing tired, fresh from a shower, lofi music, and rain outside...if only i didnt still have dishes to do. Damn.
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12 days ago
i keep some really bad hours, anyone up right now?
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13 days ago
I limit myself to 1x1 so that if something happens, I dont disrupt a bunch of people all at once
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Bio

Im a General Science Major, 23 years old. 24 year old going for a welding certificate at my local community college. I graduated :)

My dreams include making a difference in the world, creating an eden like food forest, and being a mom.

My most official website is: crawkid.wordpress.com

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RP INFO

Ok, here's the thing. I'm tired of scouring the interest checks for just the right partner. So I figured I'm gunna add a little plug in here for all to see!

I am collecting rp buddies because I wanna have myself a craving, and be able to feed said craving (without driving my boyfriend nuts). Its faster to have a group of friends at hand that I can brainstorm with, then edit my interest check and wait....possibly lose my craving and move onto something else.

So here are some things you need to know about me!

Common genres: adventure, modern fantasy, classic fantasy, dark fantasy, soulmate stuffs, romance
Things I don't really like to play: zombie apocolypse, slice of life, canon fandom stuff, pokemon?

Zombie: I just find it...repetitious and without a real goal?

Slice of life: I don't want to roleplay vanilla human lives. I have one of my own, and rp is my escape from that.

Canon fandom: lots of times, I have no idea what Im doing XD

Pokemon: Well...I like pokemon (up to a point) but...I always wonder about the mechanics. I dont want to pay attention to stats, and I dont want to focus on 'catching them all'

I do MxM and MxF. I would do FxF if it was alluring to me, but its not.

Now that that's out of the way, the sticking parts:

I would prefer RPing here in threads, or switching to discord, where I am much more accessable. I dont know if you've seen my profile, but i have a terrible habit of drifting off for long periods.

I will NOT guarantee a post a day, every 2 days, every week, or hell even every month. I will post what I can, and when I can. I'm 25 years old and damn it, I got adulting to do! Sometimes, I don't even do my duty to tell you if I'm going to disappear. Why? because something came up, I'm in a slump that lasts longer than I think it is, or I found something shiny and new and just have my head stuck in the computer. ADHD. ANd ADHD is why I say that my partners here should get ahold of me on discord, i am also crawkid there too.

Days fly by for me.

I need someone who is patient and understanding of this nature of mine, while still looking forward to rping with me. (I do try!)

If you're still here after all that, congrats, you're a rare breed.

I know I said that I will post what I can and when I can...but I do tend to give each post a good amount of thought. Still, if you find that my posts are getting smaller and smaller, don't be afraid to talk to me about it.

Also, I like rp partners who get excited about brainstorming, and who want to try new flavors and pairings. I want YOUR thoughts, and I LOVE it when we're in the middle of an rp and suddenly you decide this side character that was you main's uncle gets bitten by the vampire queen and...I dunno...but its sudden and interesting! AND you can bet I'll want to shove my own sudden and interesting plot twists in there too! (but of course one that'll make sense) This...makes it feel alive, and I love it so so much. :3

I just don't want to be forced to come up with every detail, plan everything out, beg you for ideas, and then have you flake out because its all 'my rp' and you lost interest in it 3 days in. Had it happen. If you're that person, sorry, that's boring. I don't WANT responsibility for everything. If I did, I'd be writing a book, not seeking a cooperative narrative with a stranger that might be on the other side of the planet.

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She half smiled at his reassurance, though silently trying to remember what normal taste was like so that she could try and imagine the flavor- but as one would expect, she failed horribly.

She listened to the rest of what e had to say too, because their business was their business..and reamining secret was part of their business. She smiled slightly to herself as he prepared to leave, imagining that they were in some sort of vampiric spy movie. What a ridiculous thought.
"Good luck." she called to him, preparing her clothes from the day before for a good wash.

Going into the bathroom, she looked herself over, deciding that she would need to snag a new outfit again, and some make up products. That tattoo of hers was going to be a dead give away on their mission to remain secret. She also calculated that she would have to constantly be buying new clothes. She would need a varied wardrobe, but at the same time she didn't want to carry so many so as to slow them down. So if she carried two outfits at all times, she would only need to buy a new outfit every other day instead of every day. She would also need to make sure to get a variety of temporary hair dyes....but it's been a long time since she's done any of this business so she wasn't sure how long each dye would last between applications. So today she had to visit a thrift shop again, to grab her other extra outfit, and visit a salon to ask questions, and perhaps grab a snack. She wasn't particularly hungry after last night, but she could take any more risks with her hunger.

She sighed and sat for a moment, trying to imagine what it would be like to be human again...but she had business to do. So, applying generous amounts of sunscreen,and popping a pill, she went out to do her research and shopping. She returned with a spare outfit, turtle neck and jean jacket with a matching pair of jeans. She also came back with a box of red hair dye, a special shampoo that helped quicken the fade-away of temp. hair dye, a tube of cover-up, a fruitbasket, a hamburger, and a small pillow.

She had grabbed some teenage sleaseball who had hit on her while she was out on her shopping spree...and ductaped him to the wall of the woman's bathroom when she was done.

Connor got an email addressed to all hunters in America, stating that there was the appearance of a vampire called "2bit", that they left their victim alive this time, and said victim appeared in the hospital (of the city that connor met elizabeth) with a note of challenge to all hunters.

Currently though, Elizabeth was alone in the hotel room. She tossed the fruitbasket and hamburger (still wrapped of course) onto his bed and sat on the edge of it. It shouldn't be too long before he returned.
no no, shrine is fine was thinking of it too as I read. I'll have to get to you another day when I'm not dead.
No, I really don't. If I would exercise any right in our rp i'd just ask you to just play your character and let the rest of our planned plot deveop at it's own pace.:/

and it's /our/ pot, we built it and agreed on its terms together. >>
you asked if it was too soon to transform. I'm saying no, and there was never any reason for you to believe there was. Continue, or not, it's your character and your choice.
I suggest nothing. As I said, if she's gunna change then let her, he would freak out and change from the freaking out. Dun let my rping of a guy getting frustrated and being confused make you think that I am frustrated and confused :P
oh feel free to have her freak out and change, jake will probably change once he freaks out that there are wild animal sounds coming from her room...but for him, this particular moment is too soon.
She didn't stay asleep for too too long, essentially being awake once He came back with the food, and she watched him without stirring- purposefully continuing to breathe. She wasn't going to attack him or anything, but she wasn't feeling particularly talkative, especially since she had woken up because of a bad dream. She continued to watch him as he ate, starting to realize how much time has passed her by...an entire country was born and developed during her span of immortal life, and while she may have been a resident for the last hundred years, she felt like she missed pat of learning to be part of the country, after all, there were people that would talk about food culture and that a place's food was as big to a culture as it's social rules was..

"What's that taste like?" she asked quietly, looking at the half eaten hamburger and back at him. Part of her knew that even if he described it, or let her taste it...she would not actually understand...but the part that really really missed being human felt like she needed to ask anyways.
"Then I don't fucking know what to tell ya." he spat out, "I'm even more clueless than you are."

He glared at the wall for a second before forcing himself to take a breath. He worried for her, yeah, but he couldn't do anything.She kept spewing this talk about changing, and he didn't know if she had snapped or if something was really going on with her. Either way, he guessed that she would be changing.
She didn't realize that she had cocked out for so long. It was shortly after they left when she had been lulled into a nap, and now the sun was coming up. She quickly gathered her stuff and ran inside, closing the door behind her, and setting out her pill bottle.

She sat on the bed and prepared for sleeping while he spoke- perhaps she could keep herself tired until night fall to avoid being awake during the day. "It's not a mute point. If you want an RV, I could get you one...hell, if you wanted a limo, I could get you one...maybe a tank." She grinned at him, "Would you like to add a tank to your toy collection?"

Of course she was joking, but not about how much money she had to use if she needed to. She stretched and flopped onto the bed. Closing her eyes for a moment, she remembered her old bed back in Great Brittain. If she tried hard enough, she could almost hear the maid moving things around in an attempt to keep everything clean.
jake thought for a moment, on one hadn it sounded bad...on the otherhand...calling for a doctor might increase panic...shit..."ok, if you can't calm down, make some noise for the doctors...if they're feeding us, they might need us to be healthy."
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