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6 days ago
Current 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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9 days ago
i keep some really bad hours, anyone up right now?
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10 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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1 mo ago
I am the oly person I know that wakes up as asks for cabbage for breakfast
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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

Collected again, the ex knight stared blankly at the blanket waving around infront of his face. Magic. It's just magic of some sort. Surely.

With a slight groan of his own, he pushes himself off and out of the chair. Having been tense for nearly his whole resting period, he stretches a little and yawned. Making his way to the kitchen which the blanket was pointing to...he thinks, anyways.

"Well... this is odd but, I'll try talking anyways...did you...want me in here?"
The tiger man casually shifted to be more human like, but with pointy ears, and those still purpleish silver streaks across his skin. His cheeriness faded a little into something more passive as he watched the process start. He looked curiously at the doctor as she questioned his motives, and he gave a lazy shrug and a faint smirk, before crossing his arms and leaning against whatever was around, "You'd help someone who took a bullet for you, wouldn't you?"
He nods soe as the nurses do nurse things and the doctor comes in. Still being rather cheery, despite any concerns he may have, he greets the doctor with a handshake as well. "You can just call me Chi. I kind of crashed at her place and we both got caught up in...i guess what you call a raid. I did some wrapping, but Im pretty sure she needs some blood" he nods back to Ash. Cheery, but still down to business.
He carefully shuffles along, making sure not to jostle his cargo too much. Nodding with quiet thanks, he gently sets Ash down, arranging her limbs to be easier to access for the doctor or nurse seeing her.

He looks t the nurse and nods, "Ive got some mana left in me, if you need it"
He kept his smile, even as she blacked out against him. She could rest, he thought, and surely we will have gotten here in time to get her fixed up. Plus he liked the compliment, even if she gave it while a bit loopy.

Turning his attention to the naga, he answers without polite greeitngs, "um...bot with guns. SHe's bled out a bit, and could use some blood...do you have a file on her here? and...a place for me to set her down?"
"Oh yes...snake eyes." he nods slowly, beginning the scrawl. Golden script carves itself into the air. "I've seen them around."

At the mention of the cores, his gaze wanders over and around the workshop. But there was very little time for any of that thinking stuff, so her opens the portal with a flashy sacrifice of magic and a bit of will. The other side already showed a few people looking towards them from the otherside.

Without further ado, he sweeps her off her feet and into his arms, so that he can carry her thorugh, "Come on princess. Let's get your booboos fixed, and a bit more life put in ya"
can he princess carry her? :3
Already on edge, it didn't take much. At first touch, the man's eyes flew open and he gasped with a cold sweat. For a moment, his surroundings didn't register. His mind was still flooded with memories and nightmarish imaginings. He didn't try to find out where he was, he looked around for a threat, or whatever had touched him.

For a moment, he stayed still and tense, hands grasping onto the arms of the chair, read to move.

However, after a few breaths, it didnt seem like anything was happening. Then he began to see the house. He began to see the furniture. He began to remember where he was.

Finally, he could take a deep breath, which he held for a long moment, before expelling his tension.

SO it's with a sigh that he finally sags in his spot, and gives a little murmur. "what's going on..?"
He pauses as he is almost done and looks at her, giving a short hum in thought, before finishing up. "No, not a medic... just learned through necessity" he gives her a grin, "you should live, but we'lll need to get you a transfusion soon... I'll have to make a different contract.."

He closes the current one, raising an eyebrow, "...you get attacked often? huh..."

'Didnt hear about that..'he thinks, making note to talk to someone later. But he keeps a cheery demeanor as he deactivated his contract and scrawls a new one into the air, ".... official hospital, or back alley?"
Looking at her incredulously, the shifter-now-tiger-man stood up to steady her, hopefully guiding her back down to the floor, "You shouldnt be doing anything, just sit there and try to not go to sleep..." Trying not to panic, he holds himself together as he looks around, until he finds a box of what looks like clean rags.

Grabbing some, he carefully tears them into strips. Calm, slow, movements carefully wound the fabric around the wounded arm. His field dressing would be impressive to anyone experienced. As he works he murmurs softly to her, in a tone light enough to try to not make everything seem as problematic as it could be, "Try to keep your blood inside ok? Cant tell you how bad spoiled blood smells later..."
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