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Dreamscape | A World Forgotten

I'm so sorry! Things have been a bit complicated to say the least, but I'm still interested. If I don't have my post up soon, please do skip me. So sorry if I held things back.

The Tales of Winding

Is it alright if I suggest a location a bit late? I've just gotten an idea to make Deino a courier and was thinking of a little treehouse/post office.

Official Guild Crush and Gush Thread

@Cynder


You and your waifu are good pure ship. Like, how you say, grey waves and lost thoughts. ;)

The Tales of Winding

I apologize for my absence! Been overwhelmed with my RPs as of late, and I'm having a bit of difficulty in coming up with something to write. Luckily @Bombardier is offering to help with a collab (thank you, darling!) so I can hopefully get something up.

Official Guild Crush and Gush Thread

Everyone here is my waifu, they just don't know it yet. ;)

Lol in all seriousness, I've never been in any online relationship (or really any relationship *sob*) but I've been asked out once in the past. I had to turn them down however since they were quite a deal younger than me and I didn't know them all too well. Most of the time I just badly flirt and ship people on the sidelines.

Speaking of flirt, how are all of you beautiful people doing tonight? ;)

Dear Anonymous [Invite Only]

@Wade Wilson
Making aesthetics of the whole DA crew. Here's Julian for ya! ;D

A gift of Julian

Dear Anonymous [Invite Only]

Danera Rojas
_{Day 001 || Sept. 4, 2015}

It was the first week of school, and already Danera wanted to slam her head against the wall. The incessant tick, tick, tick of the clock filled the dull void of the classroom, accenting the neverending rant of the teacher. Danera stifled a tired groan as she buried her face in her sweater. There were some good things about school. Good friends, dance class, and even that interesting English project. This, however, was stupid. Absolutely stupid.

A soft buzz in her pocket shook Danera out of her sullen mood and, with a hasty look around to make sure the teacher wasn't watching, she quietly slid out her phone. The name of the sender and participants were enough to illicit a small smile. Darius and Kenzi. Trouble always followed those names, and so did fun.

From: Danny
u kno im in ;)

Danny's fingers flew across the screen as she hastily sent the text, eyes flickering up to make sure Mr. Boring remained unaware. Excitement bubbled up in her chest, though she pushed it down. Act later. Right now, she had to figure a way out of the school. Her eyes darted on the room before landing on a familiar and much similar face. Jacob. Her twin and partner in crime. Well, driver in crime, really. He was the only one in the family that had a car, though it was technically share between the two. A car that Danny currently needed.

Jacob's dark eye met hers, responding to her pleading expression with a curiously raised eyebrow. Danera nodded towards the door and mimed a quick driving motion, quietly mouthing, 'Please?'

His eyebrow only raised further.

'Pleeaase?' Danera's mouth formed the silent words, her eyes darting to the door frantically. She needed out now, lest the teacher's droning drove her mad. After a doubt filled second, Jacob reluctantly pulled some keys from his bag and met his sister's gaze with a scolding frown. Danera grinned. As uptight as her brother was, he could never resist her charm.

With a quick bathroom excuse, Danera rose from her seat, slowing as she reached her brother's desk. Jacob slyly slid her the keys and, with a small shake of his head, whispered, "Don't get into any trouble." Danera flashed him a cheeky grin and headed out into the hallway. Finally. She inhaled deeply, embracing the smell of freedom, which, oddly enough, smelled faintly of sweat and old socks. With a skip in her step, Danny headed to her car, the bakery in mind.

No Escape: Hit Squad

Kit gazed down at the pointed out mountain range, his keen eyes picking out the minute glimmers of lights among the clearly manmade hole. A whole civilization situated beneath the earth. Dread weighed heavily on Kit's stomach at the implications of their task. He doubted they were headed their for any peacemaking. They were soldiers now, whether they liked it or not. Killers paid with the white lie of freedom. They were expected to spill blood on command. Whose, they did not care.

"Contrary to what you might be thinking, we're not going there to slaughter them all."

Conner's words dispelled most of Kit's reluctance. Most. This was only the first mission among many, and he doubted it'd be so simple. Still, it was good to know that they weren't going to butcher an entire city.

"What're we gonna do bout' Keith?" Venus spoke up, giving the wendigo a well-meaning pat.

"What're we gonna do about me?

Kit met Keith's glance, a light frown pulling the corners of his lips. What would they do? Even in a crowd he'd stick out like a sore thumb, and the last thing he wanted was his little brother to get hurt.

"Well," he said after a contemplative pause, "what if they didn't see you? You're fairly stealthy as it is." Back in camp, Kit always found himself jumping whenever Keith snuck up behind him. Even with his sharp hearing, the wendigo' footfalls were silent. He was a creature of the dark after all, and his skills certainly showed that. "If you stick to the shadows and sneak around, you can scout around. No one would have to see you."

One Rainy Night in Chicago

Folks, it seems that once again I owe you all an apology. We had a violent storm in my area and my power only recently got turned back on. I just seem to be having a string of bad luck, it feels like every time I'm about to post my life turns into something from an infomercial.



I'm willing to continue this, but I completely understand if you would rather not play with such a flighty GM.

@Polyphemus

I'm more than happy to keep this RP going. Life can be a bit of a dick, haha. Hope the storm didn't cause major damage to home or health.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

BTW, Con was pretty boring. I wasn't able to get into any big panels. However, I did get into a writing class taught by Maxwell Alexander Drake. If you haven't heard of him, I would highly recommend looking him up.

I met and got a high-five from Meisha Collins. Though, If you don't watch Supernatural you won't know who that is.



I picked up a few cool prints and of course comics.

@Fuzzybootz

You met Misha?! :O You lucky bastard! Glad you had fun though, haha.