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8 mos ago
Current “Someday someone is gonna be so soft and gentle to your heart, you’re gonna be so glad you kept it open. You’re gonna wonder why you ever thought about quieting it down.”
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8 mos ago
“Isn’t all that rage so ugly? And isn’t it mine, still? Good God, isn’t it mine?”
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8 mos ago
“To be alive: not just the carcass but the spark. That’s crudely put, but… if we’re not supposed to dance, why all this music?”
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9 mos ago
Maybe...you'll fall in love with me all over again." "Hell," I said, "I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?" "Yes. I want to ruin you." "Good," I said. "That's what I want too.“
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9 mos ago
“You have me. Until every last star in the galaxy dies. You have me.”
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Bio

Hello! I'm Jones! and if you stumbled upon my page, I must have struck your interest!



I like to think that I'm a storyteller. I joined this site to create characters, and worlds I can put myself in. Every post I make will be to the best of my ability, and I hope anyone who stumbles upon my name can see that :D

Just a few things about me if you couldn't tell already by just glancing at my profile haha:


-I LOVE anything Captain America or Marvel related

-I have been RP'ing for over ten years now so I got some experience

- I do my best to try and have a wide range of RP genres

-I'm mostly do 1X1's and Casual/advanced RP's

-I'm a 20 something year old male living in the Pacific North West in the good ole US of A!

- I love meeting new RP'ers and seeing what we can create together!

- I'm a sucker for romance <3

There are specific times of the year where I get bombarded with things so I might not be on for a couple days, and if that's the case I'm trying to let anyone know so they aren't left wondering.

But like I said I love it when people contact me and ask if I want to RP with them, or have an idea and want my skills, and odds are I love the same thing, so If anyone wants to collab just shoot me a PM!

Subjects I love to RP


-Anything Marvel Related, Especially Cap!

-The Percy Jackson Series

-The Witcher

-Avatar the Last Airbender

-Anything Sci-Fi

-Harry Potter

- 1X1 Romances

-Modern day life

-Star Wars

-Fairy Tail

Those are pretty much my go to's, but I'm willing to hear out any idea and think about it!

Here's an example of my writing to give you a sense of my "skill" I guess... I keep trying to get better and better so bear with me!



If you have any questions about my RP's, or future ones just shoot me a PM!

Writers I adore

alexakeehl

Akayaofthemoon

blindwoofer

Nightwing95 ((We need to start a project sometime!))

KZOMB13

Saz01

EasilyAmused ((My oldest and best friend on the site :D ))

wistfulwords

All of these people are amazing writers and friends and if you happen to RP with them consider yourself lucky! XD

and for a final note: THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A HOBBY, NOT A CHORE! I never want to put pressure on you, or myself and make any RP feel like you NEED to post, or have to force yourself to write. This is supposed to be fun, and I'll do anything to make sure it feels that way :)

Most Recent Posts

Raymond was still heated, still upset by how he lost control of himself, his crew member, and the look alone from Aamara confirmed that he crossed a certain line. The Marauders wouldn't be around though if Raymond didn't take the necessary precautions. She was a girl, sure, but she was also hidden from them by the Committee and pirates. Who know what she was capable of. And then the girl hugged his arm. The hand that had been shaking for a while now suddenly stopped, and all he could do was look down at her. For a second the face of pain and sorrow seemed familiar. Too familiar for him to look any longer. He coughed and slowly pulled his arm away, but as he hesitated he put it gently on her back to continue to lead the way. "Come on." His voice was much softer.

Dev's voice once again shot through his ear, but with professionalism. Even after the drama the Monroe and it's crew was able to keep operating. "Thanks Dev... You can overlook the cargo for the meantime. Before you go searching around have Aamara and some robots take a sweep of the area. Valanx then gave a status on the cryo-pod. "I'll give you the green light in a second. Tango, watch over the doctor and help him scan the thing." The Security Officer was the next to speak up, and he shook his head. "No, I don't want to have her in this mess right now. We'll both talk to her in a little bit. Right now I need you to get a debriefing ready to send, try not to be too specific." The Committee made it clear that they didn't trust them with the information about this cargo. He was going to make sure the Admiral gets surprised by the fact that they know full well that they smuggled a human being--which was frowned upon.

The eventually made it to the med bay, where he gave a nod to Tony before leading the girl to a bed and helping her up. He slowly walked towards a wall and leaned against it. "To me she looks human, but honestly she could be some other race. She hasn't spoken a word since we found her. Might be shock. I'm sure she's understood what we've been saying though. Maybe the cryo-pod will give more information but for now, just start throwing 'hello's' at her." He did his best to update the tired looking linguist. They were all exhausted, and after this was over he wanted to talk to the Admiral about cashing in their vacation time.
Sorry folks, I had a really good childhood friend pass away recently, so I made an unexpected trip back home for his funeral and stayed a week. I’m okay, I had a while to grieve about it, and I should get a post up tonight!
"I must have missed the news that you became the new Captain." Raymond said sarcastically, continuing to walk down the hallway. "But you're right. What harm could this girl do? The girl that was held inside a fake cargo crate that we took from the galaxy's most notorious pirate race that almost went extinct trying to get her back. Oh, I bet she's exhausted from her long day. Let's get her a warm meal, some fresh clean clothes and a soft bed. It's not like Anderson will be using that shit anymore." Raymond turned to face Dev. His eyes were exhausted, but showed no signs of backing down.

They were known to butt heads, but if Raymond were being honest, he respected the man enough to listen to him on certain points. If he was giving him lessons or morals, he should probably calm down. He looked down at the girl for what seemed like the first time, and it struck him on how tiny she looked.

Great. What have we gotten ourselves in to? Ray thought. The exhaustion, and his ghosts made him a cruel man to someone who didn't earn that. He was simply being cautious for the crew, but in doing so making him something he wasn't. She looked a lot like his younger sister...

The Captain loosened his grip slightly on her arm. "Doctors Driani and Valanx, I'm sending the girl up to the med bay. Do a check up, give her food, and and see if you can find anything that makes her so damn special. Diaz swing by too, She hasn't spoken a word, and I want to make sure she knows Common Speech... God knows what the Ulnar did to her." He changed direction, and instead of forcing her to go in front of him, he walked beside her, still cautious.
"Incoming call from Admiral V'Sul, Captain."

Raymond didn't respond. He stared into the lifeless eyes of Terrance Anderson for quite some time. He wasn't a bad man. He had made mistakes in his life like anyone else. He drank too much sometimes, lost his job at the Citadel as the head loadmaster. Struggled with a divorce, tried to keep custody of his daughter, and in desperation tried to steal Committee credits. He didn't deserve to be injected with the galaxy's most painful poison. He didn't deserve to suffer so long. He didn't deserve to be shot down like a rabid dog. Raymond stared for a little while. He sat next to him, holding his hands from shaking, desperately trying to make sense of this all. How will he tell Anderson's daughter? What will he say to his old friends that played poker with him when they were on shore leave? He clenched his fists and stood up, glancing out the window to the view of floating Ulnar bodies and limbs, metal, and other debris from the attack. "All for this one person..." He thought. He set out of the room a second after, glaring down the hall.

"Tell the Admiral that she can wait."

He made it back to the cargo bay where Rae, Aamra, the security bots, and the stowaway. Without a single word Raymond approached her, not caring about the age of their cargo. She looked the same age as Anderson's daughter. He practically threw her into the direction of the door. "I told you to put her in the brig." He said sourly to his crew mates. "Come on, this way. We have a lot to talk about."
Hey guys I’m gonna get a post up tonight, Ray is not gonna be too happy with Rendyl, and I wanna foreshadow that XD
@Sedjwick

You have any ideas so far? Maybe we could all help out!
Although the situation was not a lighthearted one, and rather dire, Ray couldn't help but chuckle at the words of Tony, shaking his head slightly. "Talking dirty never sounded so good, Diaz." He jokingly said, taking more shots at the vessel of space rats. With Yasaliah working magic behind the controls, Tony's grunts, and Dev's muttering, Raymond was almost unable to detect the sudden ringing in the back of his skull. There was something wrong with Ray's body, but what else was new? Add this symptom to his list of many, from PTSD, or shell shock, and the pain in his left hand. Before he could ask if the Rats were deploying some sort of sonic weapon, the ringing stopped, and his attention was then brought back to Yasaliah yelling to shoot, and the status of Dev's homemade bomb.

"Tango, take the shot."

"Aye, Captain. During one of Yasaliah's turns, the escape pod launched out of the Monroe with a trail of orange behind it. It seemed to curve at just the right moment, far too late for the Ulnar to change course. Raymond tapped his ear, broadcasting his voice to the vessel of space rats. "This one's for Anderson, assholes."[/color] His voice was cold, and he didn't look away as the escape pod crashed perfectly through the windows of the Ulnar ship. A split second later a blinding flash of red and orange erupted, sending a shock wave visible to the naked eyes.

"Shit... Monroe, Brace for Impact!" The Captain warned as he put his hands over his head. The wave collided with the Monroe hard enough to momentarily knock out the power, sending the ship almost sideways, and throwing anyone who wasn't prepared for the collision airborne. Raymond crashed into one of the walls in the enclosed hallways. His head once again rang, and he spat out blood as he struggled to get up. "Jesus Dev." He panted. "You think you packed enough punch?"

"No sign of hostile threats on board the Monroe, or in space!" Tango informed the crew, his physical form looking over at Yasaliah, as if trying to give a smile through his monotone face.

Good Riddance Ray thought, tapping his ear once again. "Yasaliah, set coordinates for the closest Committee port you can find. Commander, Doctor... What, or who exactly is the precious cargo, and why did a whole race willingly risk extinction to get her?" It concerned Raymond even more with the fact that the Committee wanted her just as badly. He had a lot of questions, and he was sure his whole crew did too.
Gotta love storms and power outages...

Sorry for the delay everyone, it’s a struggle right now!
Ill get a post up soon!!
Also gonna wait so that everyone gets their action, because once I post these space rats are history >:D
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