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Whoever says "the customer is always right" has not worked with atual customers.
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In Mahoutokoro School of Magic → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



In Stretchers, Stethoscopes, and Scalpels: A Hospital RP → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay




"Shit."

An overreaction, for sure, but the punishment fit the crime.

In her right hand was a chocolate chip muffin. Said muffin was supposed to be a no-no--Victoire had been eating way too much junk food the past week--and in her gluttonous devouring, she had smudged a chocolate chip on her chin, just under her lip. Her left hand was covered in a mix of dark red lipstick and chocolate, where she had absentmindedly decided to wipe it off. In her annoyance she had also accidentally crushed the muffin, further perpetuating her annoyance and ruining her snack. And so there she was at her desk, a mess of crumbs and chocolate and lipstick. It was really trivial, but the daunting amount of paperwork on her desk meant she had wanted something to pep her up before she would dive in.

Placing the crushed baked treat down, she pushed herself away from her desk and brushed the crumbs off her suit. Clucking her tongue, she grabbed her purse as she walked out of her office. Things were never quiet in a hospital, but today was rather calm. She was grateful as she only passed maybe a handful of people as she made her way to the bathroom. Pushing the door open, she placed her purse onto the counter and turned on the faucet. Taking out some wipes, she began to scrub her chin and hand, the wipe turning from white to red in seconds. Once she was finished, she began to wash her hand, though the door opening let her know that someone else had arrived.

Turning her head, Victoire's eyebrows raised high as she watched Emmy walk in, her hair disheveled, and a just-fucked expression on her face. Looking back down at her hands, she shook her head at the blonde. "Someone's had a good morning," She said as she finished, drying her hands on the cheap paper towels close to her. "You know that means the rest of the day will probably go to hell, right?"
In Final Fantasy: Reverence [Spots Open] → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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In The King of the Sea & the Queen of the Land → 7 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay




In all honesty, Noel wasn't quite expecting Demi to agree to go see Kalder. Admittedly, he was pleased. Sure, it would have been nice not to have to do the work, but there was nothing quite like milking sympathy points in the hospital wing. As he packed his belongings back into his bag, he figured he needed to think a bit about his next step. He hadn't gone to see Kalder yet, so he wasn't sure if he was better yet. If he looked bad, it'd be easier to get closer to her, but even if he was mad at Kalder, hoping his best friend was ill was still kind of messed up. And then if he died then Noel would probably get haunted. Probably.

Their trek to the hospital wing was quiet. Noel had nothing to say, and presumably, neither did Demi. He didn't question it, and as they reached the wing, he was surprised to see Madam Appleton wasn't around. She presumably had something else to do at the moment, but that was good news as it meant Kalder was stable enough to be left alone. As he approached the curtain, he pulled it back quietly, and was surprised to find Blake there. She was seated, her eyes pouring over notes--notes in his handwriting. She was reviewing them, although the several scratch marks meant she was also correcting them. Great.

The girl didn't bother looking up, instead scribbling something in the empty space on the bottom of the parchment. Only after she would organize everything and gently place it on Kalder's bedside did she bother looking at him. Her eyes darted to Demi for a moment, though her expression was neutral. "This is Demetria Graves. We're partners for Potions, and she's letting me see Kal before we finish our homework," Noel grinned as he introduced the two. "And this is Blake Cornell."

"A pleasure. I sincerely hope Miss Graves is the one heading your projects in Potions, as your notes indicate you'll end up with a bed next to Kal's with how you take notes," Her tongue was pretty sharp, although she would stand up. "I've gone and made the corrections. I'll tell Benjamin to let me handle them going forward."

Noel couldn't help but scowl at her. She knew how bad he was, why did she have to bring it up now in front of Demi? Instead of dwelling, however, he looked at Kalder. He didn't look too much different from when he had passed out, although he wasn't sure if that was a bad thing. "Think he'll get up soon?"

"I don't know. But his sisters have found out, and they're not happy," She stated. "You just missed them. Rosalyn in particular wants to know who's responsible."

"And here I thought Marilyn was the dramatic one," Noel rolled his eyes as Blake gathered her belongings.

"It's only because Kalder could have died," Blake pointed out. "Madam Appleton said he was lucky you were there, otherwise...anyway, whatever Rosalyn wants to do is her business, if you'll excuse me I'm heading to bed." She excused herself, nodding to Demi as she would leave the pair alone with Kalder.

So it really was that bad. Scratching the back of his head, Noel wasn't sure how to handle that news. "Bloody hell...guess Kal was right about Balthazar trying to kill him..." He muttered.
In Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
As Fiona drove, the pit in her stomach grew heavier, especially when she spotted a familiar white car next to her. Eileen?! Great, it looked like an unwanted reunion was coming soon. As the thought crossed her mind, a light in the rearview mirror caught her attention. Letting out a groan, Fiona would decide to floor it, hoping Eileen would take the hint. As she did, however, she realized that whatever that thing was, it was faster, and would advance on them sooner rather than later. Shoot, what should she do? Seeing as how she had remained out of the action for some time, the first thought was calling the police, but in this case she technically was the police. Sort of.

Taking in a deep breath, she gave herself a silent prayer of forgiveness to her husband as she closed her eyes. She had to discard her role of a housewife and get back into her daredevil, brash ways. Opening her eyes, she pressed down on the acceleration, taking off her seatbelt as her car would zip forward. Keeping an eye on Eileen's car, she would inhale and exhale out any second thoughts,simply waiting for the right timing. Closer and closer the monster came, and once she deemed it close enough, she slammed on the brakes. Yanking on the emergency break, she threw her door open and jumped out, her legs letting her leap high into the air. Her car would go crashing into one of the monsters, resulting in an explosion of gas and fire. As she came down, she found her timing to be as good as ever, managing to land on Eileen's car she she passed by.

That being said, she was still a housewife, and would have went flying off the car if she hadn't grabbed the hood for dear life.

"I'm not supposed to be doing this sort of thing anymore!" She wailed as she clung onto Eileen's car, her hair billowing behind her. Slowly and carefully climbing her way to the passenger side, she tapped the glass, and once the window was opened, she slid in. Her eyes were wide with annoyance, and she huffed as she put on her seatbelt. Fixing her hair, she leaned back in her seat, trying to regain her composure. "Good evening, how are you?" She asked, her voice meek as she tried to pretend everything was normal.
In The King of the Sea & the Queen of the Land → 7 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay




Drawing the curtain around them, Marilyn would join her younger sister as she would take a seat next to Kalder's bed. Amelie never once took her eyes off him, as if she feared that looking away would make him worse. Marilyn would stroke Amelie's head as a gesture of comfort, but it did little to assuage her worry. At first, Marilyn thought it was best if they had kept Kalder's condition from her. The young girl was probably better off without knowing but word spread so quickly that the decision was out of her hands. She gave her little sister credit, though, not a single tear was shed, she still went to her classes, and was caught up on her homework.

For Marilyn, it had been less than a day and she felt like she was already going crazy. How could she have not noticed how pale Kalder was? How sullen his face looked? Sure, he had been moody, but damn, Kalder was always moody! She should have noticed when he started hanging out on his own. Despite said moodiness, he was still very social, so him suddenly moping around in the common room was already a red flag.

The curtain moved as Rosalyn stepped into the space, her flushed face giving Marilyn much annoyance. "Madam Appleton says it isn't too serious, but he's still not awake," Marilyn said, gently patting Amelie. "She says it was an accident in his Potions class, but that sounded odd to me. I always thought Kalder was good at Potions."

Amelie nodded, leaning her head against her older sister. Rosalyn would take a seat on Kalder's bed, being careful not to stir him. "I've been trying to pinpoint the cause of this 'accident'," Rosalyn informed them.

"I did not know snogging Bradley Humphreys was a way to get information, I'll keep him in mind come N.E.W.T. season." Marilyn feigned astonishment.

Rosalyn rolled her eyes. "I'm being serious. From what I've gathered, apparently his Gryffindor partner kept screwing up," She said. "...that, or he's gay for his friend Noel Jameson, but admittedly I think there's a low chance of that."

"Are you serious?"

"Well, if he is gay, Henry owes me..."

"That's not what I meant!" Marliyn scolded her. "This is serious! I want to know who is responsible for this."

"I don't know, Mari, no one knows, there was a change of partners that day," Rosalyn said. "You'd have to ask someone that was there."

Amelie sniffled, and both girls ceased their bickering for a moment. To her surprise, Amelie hugged her tightly, lower lip quivering. "Why would anyone do this to him?" She asked quietly.

"I'm sure it was an accident," Marilyn assured her.

Rosalyn couldn't help but scoff. "From a Gryffindor? I doubt it," She muttered. "But I promise, I will find who is responsible."






As much as he insisted that he was in control of the situation, Noel had to admit that he was somewhat jittery as he made his way to the library. The halls were mostly devoid of stragglers at this time of night, with anyone that was walking now having a definite destination in mind. He would greet a few professors as he walked, only coming to a halt as he finally reached the library. Many students were packing up, having finished what they could and deciding to call it a night. The few that remained were buried in their books, eyes focused on their parchments with worried expressions. Noel was glad he didn't aim for perfection, but he had a mission to accomplish.

Once he managed to look around, he spotted Demi at the corner. Her supplies were already out, with Demi herself staring out the window. The way the moonlight hit her hair made it look shiny, giving her a mystical look. Intentional or not, it certainly gave her allure, and as Noel approached the table, he found himself trying to take in every aspect of her beauty. Her eyes, her skin, her lips--he found himself wondering what they tasted like as he noticed the sheen to them.

Clearing his throat, he made his precense known, not wanting to scare her. "Ready to learn!" He announced, happily placing his belongings down. Looking at the seats, he decided to make his first play so to speak, choosing to sit next to her. This would make things a little more tempting, as the close vicinity gave him a good whiff of her perfume. He tried to focus, choosing to examine her notes. "How shall we go about this?"
In Mahoutokoro School of Magic: A Harry Potter Universe RP → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks



In The King of the Sea & the Queen of the Land → 7 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay




Trotting down the stairs with Benjamin following closely behind, the two discovered Coco and Blake in the common room. The pair were engrossed in a game of wizard's chess, with Blake in the lead. Even so, Coco didn't seem very bothered, playing rather casually. The two had formed their friendship specifically because of the game, often beating out the other and constantly trying to see who was the better player. Noel personally thought Blake was the better strategist, but Coco's ability to react and adjust was a valuable trait.

Blake noticed the duo first, looking Noel up and down. "Who's the unfortunate victim?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Demetria Graves," Benjamin replied as he would pull up a chair to watch the game.

"I'll be sure to inform Madam Appleton that you want a bed next to Kalder's, then," She said without taking her eyes off the board.

"Well...I'd drop her in a heartbeat if you just let me in," Noel's voice was oddly sensual as he leaned over Blake from behind her seat, a sly smile on his face as he placed his hands on her shoulders. "You know you want me."

"So I can end up on the Jameson List?" Blake rebuked Noel immediately, swatting his hands away. "I don't think so."

"There's a list?" Coco asked, snapping out of his concentration. "Girls are bonkers, organizing that shit."

"Noel is just a whore," Benjamin laughed, relaxing in his seat.

Now it was Noel's turn to scowl. "Excuse me for having a good time," He muttered, mildly offended. "You're all mighty invested, aren't you?"

"Rook to G3. I personally don't care who you want to snog, I just found it odd you decided to pick on the girl with the aggressive, overprotective older brother," Blake said, watching the chess piece move and ram into Coco's bishop. "You usually go after easier girls."

"That's what I said," Benjamin added.

Coco scratched his hair with both hands before plopping them on his lap. "Knight to G3. I don't see anything wrong with a little challenge once in a while," He said. "Although I don't think you're going to get anywhere with her, I had Transfiguration with her last year, and she really keeps to herself even though we were partners. So don't get your hopes up."

Rolling his eyes, Noel decided he would rather get going than have to keep listening to everyone's crap.
In || T H E M U N D A N E || → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Location - Ashford Penthouse --> Grimaldi's
Interacting with - [Cameron][Tabitha]



A high pitched scream erupted, ringing through the house before being followed by the sound of glass breaking. What was probably considered alarming to most people was just another temper tantrum from the princess of the family. Felix Sr. had already left for work, with his wife out on the balcony with a cup of wine, chatting nonsense away with a guest from some party she had attended, gleefully ignoring her daughter despite her guest casting nervous looks towards the inside of the penthouse every once in a while. She assumed her daughter was upset at having come back from her vacation of de-stressing, as the unpleasant events as of late had an effect on her little girl.

Inside Felix Ashford Jr's bedroom was Felix and Daphne, a pair of polar opposite siblings who would probably make a very entertaining sitcom if they were ever recorded. At the moment Daphne was armed with a cellphone and a lamp, her eyes wide and filled with shock. She had thrown her hairbrush at her brother, who had ducked in time, but the brush had slammed into his mirror, shattering it.

"What is wrong with you?!" He yelled at her, completely irritated.

"Who the hell are you?!" Daphne screamed back, raising the lamp over her head.

Oh yeah, Daphne had been gone while Felix had been sick. It's not that he blamed her, as at first glance he looked very, very different than before, but for the love of all that was good in this world, she was severely overreacting. Hands outstretched before him, Felix cautiously approached her, bracing himself in case she decided to throw his lamp, too. "So much for 'unwinding' in Hawaii, you just got here and you're wrecking my room!"

Daphne peered at him, inspecting his face. "Felix? ...What the hell happened to you?" She asked, slowly lowering her weapons. "You scared the crap out of me, did you finally go to a decent dermatologist?"

Ignoring the insult, Felix glared at her. "That would be so much more plausible if I went into your room, you came in here, took one look at me, and started throwing shit everywhere!" He pointed out, annoyed.

"Excuse me for being concerned about my own safety!" She scoffed, slamming down his lamp onto his desk. "Is this 'cause of that thing you caught or whatever? Is it contagious?"

Right. Felix's eyes went to the medication near his bed at the mention of the virus. He was fine, but his mother had completely freaked out and threw money at the doctors to make sure he would recover. It wasn't entirely out of proportion, either, since many people had died from it. Still, he never did feel like himself, it was the oddest sensation that he couldn't quite explain. But he wasn't going to admit it, he had already been probed and poked at way too many times.

Taking in a breath, he decided that he needed to get away from his sister. Grabbing his jacket, he walked past her, striding through the living room and approaching the elevator. "Hey! Where are you going?" Daphne called as she chased him. "I just got back!"

"Yeah, and I think two weeks wasn't enough time for me to miss you," He grinned as he stepped in. She scowled at him as the doors closed, sending him down to the lobby. He put on his jacket as the doors opened, and he walked through the lobby and out onto the street. The air felt good on his face, though now that he was out, what would he do now? He looked around for a moment before his stomach decided that it was time to eat. A hop on the train and a short bus ride later, and he arrived at Grimaldi's. He spotted a mother and her daughter ahead of him and decided to wait behind them, rubbing his temples as a small headache decided to form.
In R W B Y :: G R I M M T I D I N G S → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@AdmrlStalfos19

Can't say I'm keen on that idea either. It would better if it was just personal adjustements


Wouldn't something that benefit the group be just as good?
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