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    1. czechmate46 10 yrs ago

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Seasoned roleplayer mostly interested in 1x1 roleplays with mature themes and ideas.

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Interests:

History (ancient European history, pre-Christian Europe, Medieval times, American settlement & westward expansion, American Civil War, modern history such as the Roaring 20's, Great Depression era, civil rights movement & Vietnam War)

Paganism (Northern European)

Philosophy (Nietzsche, Marcus Aurelius, Sartre, Kierkegaard)

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Music (Pink Floyd, Moody Blues, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, The Beatles, Steppenwolf)

Video Games (Red Dead Redemption I & II, Skyrim/Elder Scrolls universe)


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I'd really be down to do a Wild West Roleplay. However, I'd prefer not to be a male in a MxF, and I am already currently involved in an outlaw x prostitute RP. So, I was thinking we could do something like gang wars if you'd be into that, or two outlaw brothers running from the law. Just suggestions.
Ren made her way out from behind the door frame, but cautiously. Approaching Seatan, Zmerr, and the other man, she had her vectors at the ready should she need to use them. She wondered why a human would be here looking for ruins.
I'm aware that it's some sort of sea demon but that pretty much sums up my knowledge on the subject.
Everything is A OK with me mate.
Ren did as Seatan instructed and hurried to his room, hiding from behind the door frame, trying to eavesdrop on his conversation with the stranger. She hadn't imagined that were would be this many people on the island.
The morning came and Florence awoke to find that Lee was wide awake.
"Mornin'," she muttered as she scratched the back of her head and got to her feet. She made her way over to where Robert was sleeping and lightly nudged him with her boot. "Rise and shine, princess," she smirked down at him.
"Right," Florence knew how that felt. When she was waiting it out in Armadillo, when her husband was still with her, they would live on the rooftops with the other survivors. But they started to die off. Every so many days, someone would have to retrieve food and water for the group, and they would each take their turn with who had to stay on night watch and who got to sleep. The undead did not sleep - there was no rest for the wicked. The day her husband went to retrieve, he never returned and she had not seen him since.
However, she had learned to sleep with the growling and snarling of the undead. Like the howling of coyotes at night, it was just something that would have to be accepted.
"Well, if you don't mind," Florence started as she took one of the thick blankets and blankets and placed it on the floor, up against the wall. She slowly sat down on it, resting her back against the wall and placing her face in her hand. "I'm gonna get some shut eye."
In Stranded 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Bobby made sure to gently place Luc under the shade, away from sand or anything that could infect his wound. Making sure he was safe where he was, Bobby figured she may as well head over to where Angel, Yvette, and Jhett were. Hopefully, they would be able to treat his wounds and he would be back to normal in time.
"You got it," she shot Lee a grin, something rare at this point. She looked around the room once before getting to her feet. "If we want to head out for Manzanita Post tomorrow, we need to get up early. I suggest we get to sleep soon."
Ren sat silently with the two men, feeling quite out of place but also comforted by their presence.
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