So it says above that humans can't be anything but food, so no playing humans as servants with the potential of them getting close to one of the vampires? No playing vampires that fall for humans? No other races allowed?
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8 yrs ago
My son is back up and walking, and school is OVER, thank God. So Hopefully my world will be returning to normal, as will my posting time.
8 yrs ago
Got a 2yr old in a full leg cast, finals, and work deadlines that are piling up at the moment. Bare with me. I will get through this and return to normal activity levels.
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8 yrs ago
I apologize for the delay, my 2yr old blew out his knee on Monday and we've been in and out of hospitals. I HAVE to do school work tonight, if I finish I'll post.
8 yrs ago
Working on my taxes. Will get to posts tomorrow.
8 yrs ago
Wednesdays and Weekends are still school work days for me for 3 more weeks. Also, started a new job last week and I'm just realizing how unorganized they are. So bare with me while I situate.
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Hello there. My name is Kate. I was born in 1987 (Do the math so I don't have to update every year!), and I live in the south eastern united states. I've been role playing through chat rooms or forums since I was 12. I have a deep wealth of life experience from which I draw to enlighten and enrich my role play. I'm almost finished with my PhD (It couldn't come any sooner!!!). I'm a very open person. If you have a question, feel free to ask. In regards to role play, I tend to prefer original characters and I have folders of hundreds of characters I've made already or reference pictures for characters that have yet to be made. I prefer anything not slice of life pretty much, and I definitely lean towards darker themes. I will do X rated material when it fits the story, but my stories will never revolve around that. I'm comfortable with forum, pm, emails, etc. I have LOTS of reference material if you'd like a sample of my work. I play mostly females, but occasionally will develop a Male that I'm comfortable exploring. When I'm in to a story, I can often find time to post daily or multiple times per day. At worst, I can definitely post at least once a week. I prefer long-term partners/ story lines. My longest partner I role played with was multiple stories over about a 10 year span. I'm an introvert, so finding new partners is always very difficult for me. My post style tends to be multi- para to para depending on my partner and the speed of the story. I generally match the complexity of my partner's posting, though posts with dialog for example may be shorter.
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How dark do you expect this rp to be? Can you give a little more info on general content? For example do you have intentions for the story line or is this basically a free for all of "a day in the life"?
How dark do you expect this rp to be? Can you give a little more info on general content? For example do you have intentions for the story line or is this basically a free for all of "a day in the life"?
You're consistent. That's enough right now. I do wish our rp was moving a little faster (in 3mo we're only on day 2), but again... at least it's consistent.
I was more of just conversing.
Right now I'm looking for ppl who maybe will play through a messenger app or text to get something a bit more fast paced
I was more of just conversing.
Right now I'm looking for ppl who maybe will play through a messenger app or text to get something a bit more fast paced
I can't seem to get anyone else to continue posting on a regular basis. I'm down to getting 1 post every 4 -5 days pretty much :/
I miss the days when I rp'd across messenger or texts and moved stories right along.
I miss the days when I rp'd across messenger or texts and moved stories right along.
Ona despised that secretary. She had no concern for her personal appearance... her hair sticking out all over the place, her skin oily and porous exposed for everyone to see. Her clothing was plain and simple, as though a thrift store was all that she could afford. It was undignified for a woman in her position. It was a poor representation of the company and of her boss, yet that wasn't Ona's call. There were too many moments where Ona almost wished that she would work every job in the company, just to relieve herself and the company of the plethora of underqualified, worthless leaches that latched on to it. She smiled politely at the girl and let herself in to the office without another word.
Still, as the door slid closed behind her, letting a cool breeze pour across the visible bones of her spine, Ona's pride and anger both fell quickly. She suddenly felt sick and regretted eating breakfast until she remembered that she hadn't. She held her breath for what seemed like an hour before he acknowledged her. She smiled and nodded briefly. "Yes sir, absolutely, take your time." She paused, watching him and the printer and fighting the simultaneous urges to run forward and figure out how to fix it or to start scratching her exposed skin until she bled with nervousness. In the end she settled on an offer. "Would you like me to have your secretary call for a serviceman?" She smiled warmly again, reaching back for the handle of the door in anticipation.
Still, as the door slid closed behind her, letting a cool breeze pour across the visible bones of her spine, Ona's pride and anger both fell quickly. She suddenly felt sick and regretted eating breakfast until she remembered that she hadn't. She held her breath for what seemed like an hour before he acknowledged her. She smiled and nodded briefly. "Yes sir, absolutely, take your time." She paused, watching him and the printer and fighting the simultaneous urges to run forward and figure out how to fix it or to start scratching her exposed skin until she bled with nervousness. In the end she settled on an offer. "Would you like me to have your secretary call for a serviceman?" She smiled warmly again, reaching back for the handle of the door in anticipation.
Badump
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Re-opened for 1-2 more.
Bring me your ideas. I have a couple of my own that haven't gotten up and running yet either.
Bring me your ideas. I have a couple of my own that haven't gotten up and running yet either.
Ona started to zone out again as the woman began rambling on and on about her new subject matter. If she were hired, she'd probably bore her coworkers to death. Outside of that, nothing was striking Ona as particularly troubling. Transfers were always scrutinized closely, but at least this woman wasn't talking up all the ways the company could give her extra benefits if her skirt was short enough.
The ear piece clicked on again and Ona's eyes snapped back in to focus on a spot on the wall behind her charge... Jules' first statement confused her. She thought she was fine. There was no reason to switch out, but then her body stiffened with his second statement. Her color dropped out and her heart skipped a beat. For a moment she forgot to breath. Her hands grew clammy and she drew them in to herself quickly. Ms. Nalluen easily noticed the change. "Are you alright? Ma'am?"
Ona cleared her throat and forced a quick smile. "I'm fine. Uhm... I think we have enough information. Thank you for your time. Please return to the front desk. You'll receive a call within 3 - 5 days for follow up procedures." She was already moving as she spoke, pushing her chair back and not bothering to shake the woman's hand on her way out as Ona retreated through the door to the observation room, leaving a surprised and confused woman behind to navigate her exit on her own. Ona tried to not look panicked as she pulled off her ear piece and set it on the desk in front of Jules. "I... uhm. Well I shouldn't keep him waiting should I?" She cleared her throat again, feeling it suddenly clench shut as though she'd swallowed a dozen allergic triggers at once. "Don't wait up... there's a lot to get done today. I wouldn't want to fall behind schedule. "
For a moment her eyes meet Jules', and the stupid spat from before simply melted away. No matter how this day went, or how many times he annoyed her... Jules had been one of the only constants in her life for a long time. She loved him in her own way. She couldn't stay mad at him. Her face softened, knowing that the strain in his voice was concern. "I'll see you in a few. " She hoped the comment of reassurance was enough to calm him some as well.
Ona stepped out of the room with a growing feeling of sickness in her gut. Why? And why today? Of all days, she knew that she looked a bit off today. She wasn't fresh and cleaned up and to the level of presentation that she would want to be if she'd have known that she was going to have to meet with the big bosses. She swallowed at the lump in her throat again, her hands mindlessly picking at her outfit to elongate her sorts, adjust her top, and generally attempt to improve her appearance as much as possible. As she passed by the front desk she snatched a tissue and carefully blotted at her makeup to ensure that it looked as fresh as possible. She waited at the elevators, barely containing her urge to run frantically from the building. The ding made her stomach flip again and she stepped in, her heart racing to the point that she was sure it was visible through her chest.
The speed with which the elevator rose was dizzying and when the doors opened again, Ona feared she might faint. She took a deep breath and stepped out, forcing a confident smile to get face as she stepped up to the assistant's desk. "Good morning, my name's Ona Vi... Mr. Skovgard called for me..."
The ear piece clicked on again and Ona's eyes snapped back in to focus on a spot on the wall behind her charge... Jules' first statement confused her. She thought she was fine. There was no reason to switch out, but then her body stiffened with his second statement. Her color dropped out and her heart skipped a beat. For a moment she forgot to breath. Her hands grew clammy and she drew them in to herself quickly. Ms. Nalluen easily noticed the change. "Are you alright? Ma'am?"
Ona cleared her throat and forced a quick smile. "I'm fine. Uhm... I think we have enough information. Thank you for your time. Please return to the front desk. You'll receive a call within 3 - 5 days for follow up procedures." She was already moving as she spoke, pushing her chair back and not bothering to shake the woman's hand on her way out as Ona retreated through the door to the observation room, leaving a surprised and confused woman behind to navigate her exit on her own. Ona tried to not look panicked as she pulled off her ear piece and set it on the desk in front of Jules. "I... uhm. Well I shouldn't keep him waiting should I?" She cleared her throat again, feeling it suddenly clench shut as though she'd swallowed a dozen allergic triggers at once. "Don't wait up... there's a lot to get done today. I wouldn't want to fall behind schedule. "
For a moment her eyes meet Jules', and the stupid spat from before simply melted away. No matter how this day went, or how many times he annoyed her... Jules had been one of the only constants in her life for a long time. She loved him in her own way. She couldn't stay mad at him. Her face softened, knowing that the strain in his voice was concern. "I'll see you in a few. " She hoped the comment of reassurance was enough to calm him some as well.
Ona stepped out of the room with a growing feeling of sickness in her gut. Why? And why today? Of all days, she knew that she looked a bit off today. She wasn't fresh and cleaned up and to the level of presentation that she would want to be if she'd have known that she was going to have to meet with the big bosses. She swallowed at the lump in her throat again, her hands mindlessly picking at her outfit to elongate her sorts, adjust her top, and generally attempt to improve her appearance as much as possible. As she passed by the front desk she snatched a tissue and carefully blotted at her makeup to ensure that it looked as fresh as possible. She waited at the elevators, barely containing her urge to run frantically from the building. The ding made her stomach flip again and she stepped in, her heart racing to the point that she was sure it was visible through her chest.
The speed with which the elevator rose was dizzying and when the doors opened again, Ona feared she might faint. She took a deep breath and stepped out, forcing a confident smile to get face as she stepped up to the assistant's desk. "Good morning, my name's Ona Vi... Mr. Skovgard called for me..."
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