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Current It's been a long time, RPGuild. I hope you're all well.

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HI THERE~!


Thank you for visiting my profile!

You can call me Destiny. I am a 26-year-old pansexual woman from the USA who has been roleplaying since 2007. I got my start on a Kingdom Hearts fan-forum, and now here I am! My roleplaying interests include slice-of-life, romance, drama, fantasy, and anime fandom. Did I mention I am a HUGE otaku? :D

I write at a high-casual/advanced level as far as the amount of content I write per-post, but I'm not into flowery language most of the time. My writing is very simple, with a lot of the focus being on the characters and how their thoughts and feelings are developing. Realism is the name of my game! This stems from the fact that, when I am not roleplaying or slaving away for a large technology conglomerate at my day job, I am working on plays and films as a professional actress. With this being my passion, it's quite literally my job to pick apart each character's brain to find the motivation behind their words and actions. I'm just saying, that kind of obsession shows in my writing.

For my partners, I mostly do 1x1 RPs unless a group really catches my eye. I expect 2-3 paragraphs per post and prefer those who can respond at least once a day. Original stories catch my eye more than fandoms, but I don't rule anything out until I've tried it- trust me, if something's not working I'll let you know. I do not write smut, but if it is story-driven I will consider 18+. I'm really not picky; these are just guidelines for how to *guarantee* I will love our RP! I've been surprised before!

A fair warning in advance: I'm also a little crazy. I am diagnosed with Anxiety and Depression, so if I am feeling off I may just stop responding. My mental health does come first. Rest assured, I will pick up the pieces and clear my head enough to reply soon. I use my writing as an outlet, so I can never stay away more than a couple of days. That being said, my Guild partners are my family. Y'all have helped me through the worst times of my life and continue to remind me why I'm still alive on this Earth. So just know that I am here to do the same for any of you, even if we've just met. :)

Anywho, if this sounds like your thing then shoot me a PM! I swear I'm friendly, albeit a little strange, and I don't bite (hard)!
<3

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@DestinyStar Your character seems pretty cute :3


Thank you! :D Where is everyone at, right now...? I might just read everything to catch up. Not sure where to jump in... ^^"
@BlondieBoy Approved. Please move your character to the character bin. :)

@DestinyStar Approved :) move your characters to the section please :)


Woot woot! :) This will be interesting...

Name: Colton Armani
Age: 17
Personality: He is a fairly outgoing boy who enjoys just chilling with cool people. He doesn't say anything unnecessary, but he likes to really get to know the people he is spending time with.
Bio: Rosie had been his everything... His muse, the warmest happiness in his life. Until Holly came along. Honestly, he had truly thought he was in love with Rosie. She always supported him, picked him back up in his darkest times, and gave him the happiest memories. Rosie was the one who held his hand as he cried in the hospital that night he lost his mother to cancer. But Holly was just... everything. Her eyes, her smile, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear... It all made his heart flutter. Her eyes always sparkled when he played his guitar for her, and she became the very inspiration for his music. Nothing with Rosie had felt as deep as this. Plus, the sex with Holly was pretty great, he had to admit. It wasn't like he had cheated on Rosie, or used her to get to Holly, but after her death he just felt so much guilt. He couldn't help but to ask if he broke her heart, if he really did do her wrong... Was it his fault? He found his songs growing sadder by the day, and not even his muse could cure his conflicted heart.



Name: Isabel Martin
Age: 18
Personality: A wild child. Fun and outgoing, very loud, but usually reckless in her ways.
Bio: She was fairly sheltered as a child, and now that she is of legal age she has been exploring her new adulthood with drinking, smoking, and partying to her heart's content. Usually, she was the one to get the group into trouble. She would often sneak them liquor to drink when they hung out. When Rosie passed away, everything sort of collapsed around her. She had never experienced personal loss, so she suppressed it and found herself drunk more and more often. All of her friends had seemed to fall into their own ways of grief, and she did her best to ignore it by doing all of the dangerous things that made her feel happy... or made her forget. Anything to suppress it. Her parents often fight with her about her behavior, telling her to start taking on the responsibilities of being an adult, but her entire life has been engulfed in alcohol and drugs.

Appearance
Username: Cinera (Real Name: Molly White)
Current Level: 13
Affiliation/Guild: World Walkers
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hair color: Orange
Eye color: Amber
Skin tone: Pale
Height: 5'7"
Build: Slim, Not Much Muscle
Starting outfit: A black bralette that zips up the front, black shorts with three white belts that hang on her hips, black combat boots, and short, black gloves. Her outfit is mostly made of leather, except for the thin, black cloak with white lining inside that she often wears over it (Loosely based on This Image). *** REDUCES WEIGHT (INCREASES AGILITY)***
Primary Weapon: Katana ***BOOSTS SPEED***
Secondary Weapon: 2 Small Daggers (*No Power Boosts*).
Skills: Inspiring Presence (party members gain increased defense) & Vampirism (sword art skills have lifesteal).


Appearance
Username: ScarletRain (Real Name: Melody Tsukishima)
Current Level: 14
Affiliation/Guild: Solo Player
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Hair color: Auburn
Eye color: Blue
Skin tone: Tan
Height: 4'11"
Build: Petite, Short, Small, Slim but Toned (not muscle-y).
Current Outfit: These Outfits. The one on the left is her battle armor (but the green is actually red), the one on the right is her outfit for traveling around safe zones (but the pink/orange is red and the white is black).
Primary Weapon: Heavy Greataxe (Two-Handed)
Skills: Piercing/Blunt (Bonus Damage to Armored Units) & Precision (Weapons Have a Higher Critical Chance).

Name: Colton Armani
Age: 17
Personality: He is a fairly outgoing boy who enjoys just chilling with cool people. He doesn't say anything unnecessary, but he likes to really get to know the people he is spending time with.
Bio: Rosie had been his everything... His muse, the warmest happiness in his life. Until Holly came along. Honestly, he had truly thought he was in love with Rosie. She always supported him, picked him back up in his darkest times, and gave him the happiest memories. Rosie was the one who held his hand as he cried in the hospital that night he lost his mother to cancer. But Holly was just... everything. Her eyes, her smile, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear... It all made his heart flutter. Her eyes always sparkled when he played his guitar for her, and she became the very inspiration for his music. Nothing with Rosie had felt as deep as this. Plus, the sex with Holly was pretty great, he had to admit. It wasn't like he had cheated on Rosie, or used her to get to Holly, but after her death he just felt so much guilt. He couldn't help but to ask if he broke her heart, if he really did do her wrong... Was it his fault? He found his songs growing sadder by the day, and not even his muse could cure his conflicted heart.



Name: Isabel Martin
Age: 18
Personality: A wild child. Fun and outgoing, very loud, but usually reckless in her ways.
Bio: She was fairly sheltered as a child, and now that she is of legal age she has been exploring her new adulthood with drinking, smoking, and partying to her heart's content. Usually, she was the one to get the group into trouble. She would often sneak them liquor to drink when they hung out. When Rosie passed away, everything sort of collapsed around her. She had never experienced personal loss, so she suppressed it and found herself drunk more and more often. All of her friends had seemed to fall into their own ways of grief, and she did her best to ignore it by doing all of the dangerous things that made her feel happy... or made her forget. Anything to suppress it. Her parents often fight with her about her behavior, telling her to start taking on the responsibilities of being an adult, but her entire life has been engulfed in alcohol and drugs.
@MissCapnCrunch Whaaaaat?!?! Do people really do that?!?!
@NuttsnBolts Erica - Approved haha!

@Saz Ah, that's ok! Please make sure you post Jessica's CS in the Character tab, though! Edit it into your old post, please, so your characters are all in one post. :)
Scott felt the hot fury rising up in the pit of his stomach. This little pretentious bitch just couldn't get things together, could she? It was one thing when he wasn't involved, but now this little debacle was keeping him from helping Emily with the setup for the welcome ceremony. Hundreds of kids were now heading to that auditorium, where they would find themselves sitting with no vice president, no flowers, no organization, no smile upon Emily's delicate lips, and complete and utter chaos because this insolent little girl just could not get her shit together.

The only thing he hated more than someone who was fake was someone who kept him from helping Emily achieve her dreams of order and peace. And this pathetic woman, right now, was ruining all of that. Every little thing that happened today seemed to be her fault, and he was almost surprised how easy it was to blame her for everything. It was something he could get used to. And he just might... Because he was not somebody to be taken lightly. Never once had he thought of himself as higher than anyone else, but damnit he felt that Emily's happiness was not a huge thing to ask for. He never wanted all of the admiration or glory shoved upon him by his classmates... all he wanted was her gentle salvation from the limelight. And Miss Late-and-Clumsy was still standing in his way.

Before he even thought about it, he scrambled to his feet in a blind rage. To be honest, he would be more than happy to scream at her and release all of the unexpected frustration he had, in this moment. However, everybody was staring at him in concern, and he knew that he had to be the good vice president that Emily expected him to be. And besides, he knew that it was just a slip on a piece of paper... Although Scott had no idea why it resulted in all of this anger, he decided to calm down and not act irrationally.

Not knowing that Elizabeth had seen his frightening expression (an anger at the world that he keeps buried deep inside that he has never shown to anyone in his life), he allowed his face to relax into a neutral expression. He then hissed as the movement made his nose ache. Damn... Is it bro-

"Oh my god!!! That little slut broke his nose!!!" A young spunky girl with blonde hair suddenly shrieked. Scott blinked in surprise at this, pulling his hand away from his face to see what the fuss was about. Sure enough, his palm was covered with the thick, red lacquer he now realized was running down his face. The pain really didn't feel that bad... Maybe it was because he let his anger get the better of him that he didn't notice? Whatever the case, he definitely felt the sting, now. But he needed to get out of this miserable classroom and to that ceremony! Plus, with everyone watching him, he still needed to be the example.

As his eyes flickered to Elizabeth, who was now standing, he saw how upset and scared she was. A sweet smile immediately crossed his lips, and his disposition seemed to entirely change. "Don't worry about it," he replied, calmly. "Accidents happen." The young woman was about to protest, but he turned to look at her and a blush crossed her cheeks to stop her words. "Honestly, it looks worse than it is. I'll just stop by the infirmary on my way to the ceremony, okay? But you should all get there before you are late..."

He turned to Elizabeth, that charming smile still held taut on his lips. "Honestly, it's okay." Someone observant could notice the irritation still flickering behind his fake smile. I hate fake people... But I can't get caught here too much longer with everyone making a fuss. And with that, he hurriedly walked out of the room, leaving all of the women to glare menacingly at Elizabeth. The infirmary wasn't too far away, and he could get taped up and be with Emily soon enough. This really fucking hurts... I hate lazy bitches like her most of all...
@DestinyStar Sorry, forgot that I hadn't approved you yet. Accepted!


Yay!!! I'm so excited! ^.^ I'll be posting soon!!
@Saz Hmm? The "in maintenance" thing??
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