Darkwukong

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

I usually stick to the 1x1 section of RoleplayerGuild, and i can write Casual (i believe my writing standard is around Casual) xD

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

Well i am Dark, Wukong or Darkwukong depending on who addresses me xD I've been roleplaying around 2-3 years, started on RoleplayerGuild before it went down, came back when it was revived and disappeared again for a bit, but now i am back as a new RPer :L (forgot my credentials to my old account) For fun, i RP, play games, draw and watch TV shows and anime. I am pretty boring tbh :L Yer studing Creative Media and Games design in college, also spent two years before now in Sixth Form (i live in the UK so education system may be different) ^^

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

Thank you!!!!! read the intro and thought maybe I shouldn't jump in and left xD seems you have n ability to grapple us in :P I was trying find people I could have a chat with since I'm on here frequently :P

[Dead]

Once home Michael spent an hour in his bathroom, getting the alcohol in his stomach out of his system. Eventually he crawled out of his bathroom and into the kitchen and started to make a sandwich due to his intoxication it took a lot longer than he thought it would but he successfully made a sandwich in the end of it. Whiles chowing down on the sandwich he flicked on the TV, "Crime rates risen by 9% since February 2014, what exactly is happening to the law in London?" Michael ignored the news and just watched the TV flicker as he changed channels, the sun was slowly rising outside illuminating the buildings on the horizon. The weekend had finally arrived mean Michael could get over his hangover and start wondering around town again shopping for necessities. After finishing his food he slumped into bed feeling light headed and a bit groggy and dozed off.

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

Omg, Kru, your bio!

Basically I'm like nobody you've ever met before. Unless you've met Carantathraiel, whom I am essentially a carbon copy of, excepting of course that whilst she has girly parts, my parts are decidedly male

@NightlordKrusnik

I lol'd over my coffee. :"3 Much love, Dude-Me

@Carantathraiel

I thought you might get a kick over that.

YOOOOO I was just wondering around the whole the member lounge xD I do that when I am bored >_< @Carantathraiel

@Darkwukong

I love your sig, friend. Damn near giggled in a most unmanly fashion

@NightlordKrusnik

Why thank you kind Sir xD it's from Log Horizon :L

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

YOOOOO I was just wondering around the whole the member lounge xD I do that when I am bored >_< @Carantathraiel

I am back!! (casual M looking for F)

Bump

[Dead]

(i am assuming this part is my turn?) London was covered in a layer of snow, the sunlight was bouncing in all direction as the carpet of white reflected the sun's rays. Michael watched as the steam of his breath faded away, cars slowly passing by trying not to slip and slide on the slurry that defiled the roads, it had been a long day at work with a rather awkward situation. Another student quit, bumped into Alicia again... and still no word from the record label. Michael's eyes seemed lost, carried by dark bags that loomed over his cheeks. He fumbled around in his pocket trying to locate the cold keys, eventually pulling them out and sliding the front door key into the lock. Once inside Michael stripped down and jumped into the shower, he was bothered by the freezing cold water at first but slowly enjoyed the shower as the water gradually warmed up. He got dressed into his casual wear and headed straight out again, leaving the mess of his miserable day behind him. He had spent hours drinking at the local bar, on his way home he almost gave in and bought a packet of cigarettes, but even the drunk Michael knew that he was giving up. He found himself slipping and sliding all over the place, his balance was terrible after everything he had been drinking. There was an inner feeling in his gut that something terrible was about to happen, he looked around unaware if anyone was watching him and then slowly stumbled into the alleyway. "urghh.. what's this feeling?" he mumbled slowly, his speech slightly impaired from the alcohol, not long after he found himself throwing up. He sat there in the alley, head in his hands staring at the pitch black shadows caste along the ground by the street lights. His mind went hazy, he started to drift away but his eyes were wide open and he felt like he was still in his body. It was an odd sensation that did not last long, he knew he had to go home but he didn't quite know what to do. Trying to stand up he slowly stumbled forwards, there wasn't to far to go until he was home so step by step he stumbled home.

[Dead]

Appearance: Dark brown eyes with black hair. Name: Michael Aisley Age: 19 World: Earth Race: Human Powers/Abilities: Being born on Earth, Michael has no powers that stand out though he was always abnormally stronger than most humans, faster and had increased senses. Weapons: Michael never really used a weapon in his life, but when he was young he enjoyed archery for a while, attending a club for six years until he quit to pursuit his career in music. Personality: Michael is usually relaxed and chilled out, usually calm even in very odd or dangerous circumstances. Able to solve difficulty puzzles or obstacles with ease but unable to inspire people to do as he says since no one takes him seriously, not even himself. Quirks: Michael is an ex-smoker so he usually has a cigarette shaped object in his mouth when he is nervous, angry or stressed. He often stares at the ground when his mind wonders off, and has the habit of staring into peoples eyes intensely if they address him. Short Bio: Michael is from a rather rich family, at the age of 17 he in pursuit of a career in music. He found himself living in London for a while, teaching guitar to children and working at a cafe near his apartment. When his parents discovered what he had done they had a large disagreement leading to Michael being cut off from his family, and everyone from his mother's side started to act like he never existed. During the two two years of living in London he had a few lovers, but he was never really good at committing to things for long, he was always the kind of guy that believed in the 'One' and never felt like he had found her just yet, so he got into a lot of arguments with ex lovers. Though relationships never turned out well, his ability to make friends was strong, he had only made one close friend though.

I am back!! (casual M looking for F)

Huge fan of DC, been buying Harley Quinn comics recently and lover of the joker.