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8 yrs ago
Current At this range, I'm a real Fredrick Zoller.
8 yrs ago
Go big...or GO HOME!
9 yrs ago
I HAVE A PICTURE
9 yrs ago
I WANT A PICTURE

Bio

Geez, I didn't think I'd need to write a bio. I thought I could get away from how uninteresting I am. I really am boring. There's nothing more generic than an angsty, lonely teenager who spends too much time on the internet. I mean, I like the colour purple. That's got to count for something. I find I daydream a lot, and listening to music really helps me me develop and fantasies I'm conjuring. Because I'm usually daydreaming I don't do much, and because I don't do much I'm boring.

I'm not very familiar with the types of roleplaying there are, but I'd love something intricate and in-depth, that revolves around fantasy and magic or sci-fi. The genre of the roleplays doesn't really matter too much, so long as it's engaing and interesting! I'll try to keep this post updated if I find some more information that would be useful to others, but I have a feeling not many people will be reading this anyway.

That's it, I guess. Take it easy and happy roleplaying!

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Graeme looked around. He was usually good at feeling others' presences, almost on instinct, but something felt...off. "Well it looks like we have a little standoff here. Sit, let's talk and be merry. I'll tell you of my travels."

Graeme crossed his legs again and sat in the bare sand. The two Hands sunk back down to floor level, and absent-mindedly started picking at rocks in the dirt. More joined them. He looked at both the men. "Sit! Just because I can kill you, doesn't mean I choose to now."
Graeme smiled grimly at Drake - only to remember he was wearing a mask and so he wouldn't see it anyway. He elected for a quick downwards nod.

The cold chill disappeared now. Strange, on a hot day such as this Graeme was usually covered in a light film of sweat - metal bracers and under-armour weren't very breathable under a heavy cloak. Graeme was growing impatient with the hooded man a short distance away - where he came from, not accepting a greeting, even in a time of conflict, was a disrespect higher than betrayal. "If you have nothing to hide, take it...stranger."
Graeme almost laughed. Drake. How ironic.

He folded his arms and a hand blossomed from the ground. It reached the height of Drake's own, and was extended as if to shake. "My name is Graeme. It's good to make your acquaintance." He looks over to the other man and says, "and you? We don't need any hostility. I'm Graeme," He called. "Pleased to meet you."

Another hand emerged from the ground for the other man to shake. There was a pause as he waited expectantly for one of them to shake one. @dragonmancer@KaijuBaragon
@Samara Hurray for not having a job ;_; she looks really good, I'm interested in seeing how a character like Lace who's overly friendly will get on with a person that doesn't like much contact.
@Samara Gooooooooooood.
So, where do you guys see this going? I like the characters we've introduced, now let's give it a little direction!

also hi everyone :>

Edit: I won't be writing anymore tonight, hopefully I'll be back tomorrow to continue.
The introduction of a third person walking down the shore relaxed Graeme a little. If the half-dragon was truly docile, then he wouldn't attack with an innocent man nearby. "We'll finish this later," Graeme remarked, staring him square in the eyes. The wind gave an odd chill as the man walking to the beach called out "I couldn't help noticing how you were staring me down; do you need something?"

"Perhaps," Graeme said aloud. His instinct told him to remain on guard. "Who are you? And -" He turned to the half-dragon, "Who are YOU? As I said earlier, I won't accept silence for an answer and my patience runs thin."

Graeme sensed a sharpness in the creature's tone. He remained on edge. He felt his magic pulse just under the skin, ready to manifest into his will if need be.

"What do you mean, he was a murderer? None on the beach looked exactly dead. As far as I know, people don't exist past death in this realm." Graeme turned to look at the sea. It glittered in the evening light. He wished he really did have a peaceful promenade on the beach and didn't have to play monster hunter again.
@Rallou @dragonmancer
Graeme sat in his own thoughts for a few more minutes. It wasn't until one of the small hands tugged his leg and pointed to the half-dragon he snapped back to reality. He gasped quietly, and stood up awkwardly. With all the sitting down, blood was rushing out of his head and he felt slightly dizzy.

"Half-Dragon, do you go by a name?" He called out. A small part of him thought that this conversation would be important for some reason, but as soon as Graeme looked to postulate the thought it vanished quickly. "Are you alone, Or hostile...? You have the chance to explain yourself now. I will not accept silence as an answer."
@dragonmancer@Rallou
@vietmyke I spent the last hour writing up a CS, so I didn't see that, sorry. Oh well. Have fun anyway, I think it'll be fun!
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