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12 hrs ago
Current People showing interest and then ghosting me is as annoying as ever
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8 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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11 days ago
i keep some really bad hours, anyone up right now?
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12 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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1 mo ago
you can also look into setting up a bat house
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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.

Most Recent Posts

Elizabeth excitedly looked through the food as he had bought it. She could not wait to taste all the new flavors. Sure, blood had its many flavors too but it was all still blood. It was like living on all the different varieties of tomatoes. There are many, all quite different, but they are all tomatoes.

And when they went to the new inn room, she looked over at the window, smiling and walking over. She looked in the direction she knew the sun would be coming from, happy to know that this time she wouldn't need to take any measures to avoid it killing her. That she would be able to bask in the lord's natural light. This also reminded her that she could attend church, and her heart fluttered with both excitement and nervousness. There was nothing to be nervous of, of course, but it was a remnant of her life as a vampire. Slowly, she tore her eyes away from the window and looked over at Connor. he seemed to be in thought again. She trusted him to make a good choice, whatever it was about, and to tell her when it mattered.

Soon enough, it seemed, it would come to matter. Connor lead Elizabeth into the woods and she watched curiously as dropped the duffel bag onto the ground. She could feel that things were going to be serious now. Connor needed to see where he should start teaching...and he did seem to have that theory that she would have some sort of abilities left over from her vampirism. She nodded, also unsure of what she was capable of. "How?"
She wasn't sure she remembered what apples tasted like, but she didn't like the idea of only eating one kind of food. She was alive, she could eat many kinds of food, and so she decided that she would. She found herself curious about pizza as he brought it up. For one reason, many many people seemed the like it. And for another, why would only pizza taste better when cooked by someone else? and lastly ,of course, how were they going to cook anything themselves in this or any other hotel Connor would get them?

She didn't have time to talk further though, as n out of his thoughts and go off to do hunter things...and when it came to hunter things, she trusted him enough not to ask.

Lo and Behold, he came back announcing that they would be fine there another day. She found herself confused -again- but decided to not question it. "Until then, I have money that we may use to introduce me to pizza."
Ok...so he ahdn't found what he was looking for. She resumed nibbling. Her stomach craved more, she knew, but she didn't think she could handle taking bigger bites than she was already.

It would just have to do for now, but she made plans to go buy hamburgers later.

She watched him as he dealt with his blood and appeared thoughtful, but she wasn't going to ask what he was thinking about. half of it, she was sure, would be about her. She frowned slightly herself when she remembered that she'd be much weaker as a human.

She blinked though, as Connor came back with a smile.

"Where did 'shops' come from?" she asked curiously as she nibbled more at her sandwich. "I thought it was just a pharmacy stop."
She continued to nibble at her sandwich while her spoke, getting somewhat close to a half of it. She nodded a bit as he continued making plans, agreeing that he should always have first aid on him. He was injured, but he also had a job where he could get injured alot. She wondered what it would be like to have a family with that kind of job...but decided to focus on thinking about their immediate plans when her question made her thnk about Marl and his daughter. She felt sorry for him...thinking about the amount of pain it must have caused him...

How much had he wanted to kill her when he first had known that she was a supernatural?

She stopped eating as she thought about it, but she continued to watch Connor..especially now that he seemed to be digging around for something.
She tentatively picked up her sandwich and nibbled at it. The flavors were not at all like anything she was used to, and they were goo, they were also pretty intense to her.
When he started speaking about his plans, she listened careful- smiling as he mentioned Bessie. She too missed her. Idly, she wondered what Bessie would think about her being human. then a smile crept up on her face a bit, what would Marl think of her being human?

She listened to the rest of the plans too, only eating a little bit of her sandwich during the whole thing. She was hungry...its just that the flavors were alot to take in for her.

"I think we can head back to the clearing in the woods." she agreed,"get me through an entire day of being alive again...and then you and I can pull shifts driving so that we can get back to the farm, Bessie, and Marl faster. Plus, your farm seems meant to be used for hunter stuff."
I am ^^

What interests might you hold for me? :)
Elizabeth came out of the bathroom, and looked to see Connor already dressed and packing things. Truthfully she wanted to sleep more but she would never have mentioned it if he thought they should leave...which he apparently did.

She blushed some, knowing that he probably would see her as someone who needed watching over now. She had never imagined returning to humanity would be so strange and unknown. "I managed it." she reported quietly, noticing something on the table and going to investigate it. She knew it as a sandwich, and it looked to be your classic PB and J...but the air around it smelled different than when she was a vampire, so she couldn't be completely sure. It smelled good though. her stomach growled at her again and twisted inside her gut.
Oh cool, ideas? favorite things to rp as/plot with? :p

feel free to continue here or in PM btw ^^
Her eyes slid to the bathroom door as he explained what was going on, vaguely remembering using it as something more than a powder room back before she had been turned. Her eyes went back to him as he offered her his hand. She'd much rather have crawled to the bathroom, judging by how little she now wanted to move, feeling like she would burst - but it would have been rude to deny his hand, and she was grateful for him wanting to help (and not just laughing at her.)

So she took his hand to be lead to the bathroom, feeling much like a child again as she did do.

Once she had reached it, she thanked him quietly and shut the door behind her. She spent a moment looking at the porcelain contraption before deciding to just sit on it. (after lifting the cover)

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it may have taken a while for her to get from there to washing her hands, but kudos to her everyone, she managed to do it.
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