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Will be responding soon and then going on a Histus until October 17th, 2021
3 yrs ago
Been working through some burnout lately, sorry for the slow responses. I'll be getting to it this week.
4 yrs ago
I've been trying my hand at streaming lately, feel free to join on Fridays 9-11pm EST! twitch.tv/lilly_of_dreams
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4 yrs ago
Guess who's back ;D
4 yrs ago
I'm taking a hiatus from Sept. 1-26th to handle some school stuff :)
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Hello! My name is Lilly and this is a bit about me :3
I'm a Canadian role-player. Atlantic Standard Time; UTC/GMT -4:00, Atlantic Daylight Time; UTC/GMT -3:00.
I like: Tea, Cats, Books, Music, Crafts etc. I read: Fiction, Adventure/Epic Adventure, Fantasy/Dark Fantacy, Sci-Fi, Tragedy, Apocalyptic, Manga, Christian, Historical Fiction I write: Romance, Adventure, War, Superpower/Superhero, Fantacy/Dark Fantacy, Apocalyptic
I used to write in larger rp groups and post an average of once per day at the free-casual level. Lately because of life circumstances, I've been participating in more 1x1 with an average posting rate of once every 1-2 weeks at the casual level.
Daniel made his way along the slippery deck, sliding by a few feet with each mighty rock of the ship. Once he made his way to the pedestal at which the wheel spun on, he hoisted himself up and around, grasping the wheel on top of Avry's hand for a moment before unlopping the end of line that he had saved for her.
"Beggin' yer pardon Cap'n." He called over her shoulder as they both grasped the wheel for support when the ship crashed down from the crest of a mighty wave. Daniel felt intensely uncomfortable being behind her in this manner, he justified it by assuring himself that it was the best way to secure them both without obscuring her line of sight and way through the storm. Still holding on with one hand, he used the other to wrap the rope around her waist, and back through his own loop. It was easier to tie it if he could use his hips for leverage or he'd lose balance and pull them both away from the wheel. He tried his best to move with the strain in her arms to allow her to steer. The entire encounter was uncoordinated, but the job got done. Now, Daniel really was stuck out in the storm with the captain, his front to her back and his hands on either side of her own on the wheel.
"He looks like a hard man." Amelia commented, eyeing him until he left their view. She had, in the moment, forgotten that she had met him previously and that she had hidden behind Scarlet at the time.
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Daniel grunted in acknowledgement of Bane's explanation. He had expected more from Bane as he was second in command. Though Avery was incredibly capable, she wasn't infallible.
"Aye," Daniel came over to Iris and began pulling on the line of rope to see if would be long enough. "This be th' treated rope?" he asked as he tied a harness around his waist and thighs with most of the rope to one side of him, and enough length of rope to tie a harness around Avery with her garments on the other side.
"Right, ye lot wi'' hold th' lives of meself and our cap'n in yer 'ands." He fastened a portion of the long end of the rope around a sturdy beam and handed the tail to Bane. He handed a small coil of the rope to Iris. "Let this out as I go, when I'm on the other side of the stairs I'm going to tie it as I go to the ship. When I get to the cap'n, I'm going to tie her in as well." He looked to the port that would lead him out of the depths. "Iris, tha' door will have to be closed swiftly behind me." The rain pelted as the mighty ship was tossed. "Don' fail us both." He cautioned, and with a mighty push on the door, Daniel was back on deck.
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Daniel ascended the stairs to the main deck, tieing himself off at the top of it with a loop knot since both ends of the rope were attached elsewhere.
"Avery," He called into the storm, tying himself off again at the base of the stairs that would lead him to where Avery was. The wind whipped his face with salt spray. The deck was slick with rain and salt. The tie he used for his hair was already lost to the storm, blinding him further. He felt his way up the stairs, calling her name and again tied himself off at the top. The last length to go was in front of him. He glimpsed Avery unattached to the ship, he heard her call to him but the winds stole the words. She struggled to keep her eyes open in the pelting rain, her captain's hat long gone. Her hands were ghostly pale with the effort of guiding the ship and holding on. Daniel began his rocky crawl across the bridge, towards his captain.
Amelia humphed with begrudging assurance under Scarlet's arm. She noticed as a keen, hopeless romantic teenager would, that Scarlet responded to the black-coated man differently than the other sailors they'd encountered so far. Amelia was half certain she had met the entire ship up until that moment.
"Scarlet," she hushed, "Who is that man?" It was hard for her to keep a smile tucked away and indifferent curiosity in her tone.
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"Ingenious indeed." Daniel agreed, pondering their words, then his face fell. "Did no-one make sure her line was secure?" He asked, as calm as the waters in the eye of a storm. In the silence, he searched the faces of those Avery trusted most. It was solemn.
"Damn th' kracken and th' fool." He scolded. "This ship ca' go on wi' out us, bu' not wi' out 'er. A poor tied knot anywhere on th' ship is life 'r death f'r th' whole crew." He stood up on sure legs and began rummaging around the deck. He was going to need an extra long length of line.
My name is Lilly (mid-late 20's, Canadain) and I'm looking for a male-dominant partner to try a loose RP idea with. I tend to write more of a slow burn, investing in the development of the relationship as much as the romance. I enjoy writing descriptively, though I have had some struggles with time lately so I've been getting a post up once a week to every other week. I tend to write from the focus of one or two main characters though I can introduce many other side characters to advance the plot. I prefer to write a female character and with someone who is also an adult. I'm open to expanding on the idea if an RP partner has things they want to add. I do like to get to know who I'm writing with but it's never a requirement.
Rules; - open communication OOC about ideas/timelines - reasonable grammar - approx. 2 paragraphs minimum unless we're on a bit of a roll that requires more back and forth. In that case, at least 1 paragraph is good. Please no one-liners.
My idea;
Male dominant, female submissive, university/college students. They can bump into each other once at the campus library, but mostly at the gym. Somehow they always end up on adjacent treadmills for those long cardio workouts. Eventually, they strike up a conversation (maybe at the library, 'you are that person from the gym' kind of thing). He could have a quiet confident type of demeanor. Intelligent and often observing others. She can be a bit more rambunctious and less confident. She is aware of her more submissive tendencies but hasn't had too much opportunity to explore them (and maybe vice versa for him). She (maybe they), find that the more time spent together the more a kind of sense of ease emerges... that that particular itch could be scratched with each other. They could grow and explore together as classmates (elective together?), friends, and maybe (eventually) SO's.
Some examples of my writing;
RP: Splinters Character: Daniel Role: Pirate ship's doctor and carpenter Difficulty: Casual
Daniel watched her every move closely.
"I only take a life if that life be aiming t' take mine own." He responded curtly. It was certainly a part of the job he didn't like. He had valor once, as a part of the king's navy. They were taught many good and many corrupt things. He wouldn't have known it at the time, being on the other side of the fence has a tendency to put many things into perspective. He lived by a dirty code now, he understood its purpose but hated the grime that accompanied it.
"An' 'bout yer bonds, I been given orders not t' touch 'em. C'n treat an'thin' else an' 'round 'em though." Daniel planned to do as much as he could for the woman. Standing up now he moved close to her, all the while keeping his hands in her field of vision. "I'm gon' t' take a good look at 'ese wounds." he articulated. He bent down now and gently ran his hands around the wounds, pressing around and on them to evaluate her pain. He had one of her guards bring a lamp close so he could get a good look at the colour of the wounds and flesh.
"Ye be in luck. I think I c'n help mayhap." Daniel quickly moved back to his pack and separated what he would need while sending another guard off to fetch the rest of the supplies he would need. "I'm gon' clean ye up, sew a few o' yer wounds close an' bandage ye up. Don' cast a care at the fever either, ye'll be 'right soon enough." The guard returned with the supplies he needed.
"'ere, drink this." he said, uncorking a cloudy bottle with bronze liquid in it. "t' dull the pain." He brought the mouth of the bottle to her lips and awaited for her to accept it or pull away.
RP: Splinters Character: Amelia Role: A young Lady taken captive and now rescued by pirates Difficulty: Casual
Amelia blushed as the sailors passed by her tossing out compliments and winks, no doubt to see her blush more. She smiled and even laughed once or twice at a short tale of one of the sailors as he passed by her in the line for food.
This was not a world she knew well but she felt the freedom and thrill of it. This crew was different, this vessel was to be feared if angered but was otherwise very welcoming. Still, the rolling of the sea beneath them made her uneasy. She wished that these folk lived in her port but how she missed the land, and that would be the very thing that would kill the spirits of such adventurous people. She would never have been able to socialize with them anyway, likely being of the working class. Amelia missed the comforts of home, the fancy balls and occasional gossip that made it's way to her ears. She knew that she would also miss her time here on this vessel, and the opportunities to make her own decisions.
Amelia looked up and noticed someone dressed in black, almost as if they were clothed in shadows. It was unnerving. Had they been there long? She wondered if they would come into her line for food soon, and looked about for Scarlet to see if she knew the person. Among the people, Scarlet was blocked off from Amelia by the crowd of people trying to get food but Amelia did sport her. She figured if anything needed to be done, Scarlet would handle it with all the fire that her name suggested.
Amelia giggled and laughed out of sheer joy. She was beginning to loosen up finally, one of the sailors having cracked her shy exterior with a number of semi-tasteful jokes. She looked over to Scarlet to see her smiling and letting a chuckle slip through her lips occasionally as well.
"My goodness Mr. Sailor, you seem to have many funny tales from serving on this vessel." Amelia breathed. The salty air didn't hurt her eyes or lungs as much anymore. There might be a sailor in her yet! Such a dangerous thing for a lady to be... she would be flogged when she got home if her mother ever found out. The sailor man seemed to respond to her twinking eyes by bringing forth a tale about particularly playful dolphins. Amelia enjoyed listening, all the while keeping an eye on her safety net, Scarlet.
RP: The Academy of Heros and Villains - Year Two Character: Makoto (Electric abilities) Role: Student Difficulty: Casual - Free
As Makoto looked at the one that took control, she exhaled a sigh of relief. He was able to get the soldiers to stop attacking with lethal ammunition. The girl that followed her looked no better than she probably did herself. Makoto made a motion for the girl to follow her into the building when the everything went dark. Makoto had a moment of panic before remembering that is was simply the simulation turning off.
Makoto carefully, and with some struggle of a hair strand getting caught, removed the helmet. The lights seemed very bright as she looked around the room but she was able to recognise the two who helped her with the soldiers and Molden. Makoto looked to the side of her and gave a small wave to Phoebe. She was happy to see a familiar face. She would wave to Katherin too, once her helmet was off.
When Makoto looked at Mimic, his patience seemed strained. At this point, there was not much she could do but wait for the last few people to take off their helmets. She had tried to work with the other two as a team, but she did miss working more closely with Phoebe and Katherin.
RP: Undead Roomate Character: Beatrice - human Role: University Student Difficulty: Free - Casual
Beatrice yelped at the surprise and strength of Damian as he pulled her back into the room. He had never looked as strong as he felt in that moment.
"Damian, you can't just-" She was about the scold him for treating her so roughly when she saw the change in his features. There was a great deal of pain what resided behind those glowing green eyes. Instinctively she recoiled from the idea of him as a threat. Her mind reeled at the sight of him changing, and then changing back. Beatrice cracked an unwitting and weak smile, her body knowing no other way to react. A part of her rejoiced in such magic being in the world, and another part of her died beginning to grasp how much evil there would be too. Beatrice knew that she was no Buffy. She wasn't skilled, or brave, or knowledgeable about any of these things. "But look at him..." her soft heart pleaded. "He is so broken, so alone, and in so much pain. Look at how he is looking at you! Such pleading in his posture..." Beatrice began to shake her head. Not again, she had promised herself she wouldn't put herself through this again. She would be no good for him, she was not capable of healing him or helping him.
"I'm just a human..." was all she managed to squeak out past all of her thoughts, doubts, fears, joys, and romanticized fantasies. "I think I... I need some time." Knowing full well that there may not be much time if his family really was all vampires. Beatrice moved past Damian, shocked and oblivious, to go to her constant safe place. Beatrice was headed, armed with her access card, to the campus library.
Beatrice spent the rest of the afternoon in the library. She did some school work or rather attempted it with no avail. She ended up wandering the fiction and lore section that was a part of a small 'fireside' room. The only reason it had such a name was that the circular part of the semi-circle room was all windows and in the middle of the straight side was a large, fake, fireplace that acted as a heater. It would be nice come winter, if she made it that long. She pulled out all the books she could on vampires and how to handle them.
Amelia curled her skirts around herself and sat where Scarlet had indicated. She pulled her knees up to her chest and stacked her crossed forearms on her knees, and her chin on top. She watched some of the sailors roam about and others stick together in groups. One was telling a story of myth and legend to occupy the minds of some of the more nervous sailors. She waited patiently for Scarlet to return.
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Daniel left with the other masters on the ship for the decks below. They wobbled as they descended slowly, careful not to be tipped loose lest they be lost to the dark waters.
"Bane," They had reached low enough that they no longer needed to shout over the howling winds. "How does the Cap'n know where she's going? thr's no sky or shore t' speak o'." Maybe it was a way to help Avery.
Amelia did as she was told, stumbling the whole way behind Scarlet as the older woman lead her by the hand to the cabin area. She had seen a few storms but none of them had quite appeared so quickly or with such force. She was astounded that only 20 minutes ago it had looked like a little rain on the horizon.
"Scarlet?" she asked, the wobble of confidence surprising herself. To her own ears it made her sound like a lost child. Going below decks made sure that as few people as possible could be swept off the deck and drowned, but it also made it harder to get out if the ship was to go down.
"Have you ever seen a storm like this before?" Her heard squeased so hard it felt like it could cut off her air.
Daniel let Bane repeat the orders Avery had given for Iris through the howling wind. The trio gripped onto rope and pole tightly to be sure not to be thrown overboard by the rolling waves. The Shadowstrike was a strong vessel but even now it groaned under the pressure of the turbulence it found it's self in.
Daniel had defied Avery's orders at almost every turn, he wondered if he would be able to talk sense into her now or let it play out. He couldn't very well take the helm from her, he had no clue how to steer and it would be far out of line even for him.
"Than let's git down below." Daniel huffed. "Unless ye two git yer'selves a better idear?"
"O-okay." Amelia nodded, stepping uneasily on the rolling deck. She helped Scarlet gather as many glass bottles and loose ends as she could. They dumped what they could into empty barrels strapped into the corner of the kitchen. Crates had tied lids on them. Dining utensils were tossed in and amongst the containers that contained hay to soften the jostling of rough seas.
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Bane looked peeved as he strode down the slick stairs from the helm. Avery looked focused and fierce against the growing darkness. Her hair glinted with sea spray, making it look like she was on fire.
"Bane, wha' orders are th'r?" Daniel called into the wind. He leaned over to help a sailor batten down a line off one of the sails.
Amelia grew uneasy in her spot among the sailors and Scarlet. The vibrancy of day dimmed, the sea rolled with more sway and there was something low in the distance. The sailors all gave her sweet smiles and nods before moving on their way. The crew knew it was time to move. She stood and scurried her way to the most familiar part of the ship for her, the kitchen with Scarlet.
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Daniel strode with a purpose through the decks calling; "Storm's comin', i' ye be injured git under t' deck. I' ye cn't git there yer self, crew help 'em out." He helped haul one or two sailors lumber to the lower decks. The mighty ship rolled between deepening waves, thunder rumbling a little louder.
Once the injured were in a relatively safer spot of the vessel. Daniel again traversed among the sailors strong, shouting encouragement as he went.
This weekend many people are gathering online to play video games and raise money for local children's hospitals. I figured here would be a great place for people to share their links to the event and maybe checkout each other's events. Happy Gaming!
Hello! My name is Lilly and this is a bit about me :3
I'm a Canadian role-player.
Atlantic Standard Time; UTC/GMT -4:00, Atlantic Daylight Time; UTC/GMT -3:00.
[b]I like:[/b] Tea, Cats, Books, Music, Crafts etc.
[b]I read:[/b] Fiction, Adventure/Epic Adventure, Fantasy/Dark Fantacy, Sci-Fi, Tragedy, Apocalyptic, Manga, Christian, Historical Fiction
[b]I write:[/b] Romance, Adventure, War, Superpower/Superhero, Fantacy/Dark Fantacy, Apocalyptic
I used to write in larger rp groups and post an average of once per day at the free-casual level. Lately because of life circumstances, I've been participating in more 1x1 with an average posting rate of once every 1-2 weeks at the casual level.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Hello! My name is Lilly and this is a bit about me :3<br><br>I'm a Canadian role-player. <br>Atlantic Standard Time; UTC/GMT -4:00, Atlantic Daylight Time; UTC/GMT -3:00.<br><br><span class="bb-b">I like:</span> Tea, Cats, Books, Music, Crafts etc.<br><span class="bb-b">I read:</span> Fiction, Adventure/Epic Adventure, Fantasy/Dark Fantacy, Sci-Fi, Tragedy, Apocalyptic, Manga, Christian, Historical Fiction<br><span class="bb-b">I write:</span> Romance, Adventure, War, Superpower/Superhero, Fantacy/Dark Fantacy, Apocalyptic<br><br>I used to write in larger rp groups and post an average of once per day at the free-casual level. Lately because of life circumstances, I've been participating in more 1x1 with an average posting rate of once every 1-2 weeks at the casual level. <br></div>
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