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2 yrs ago
Current I ... just broke up with a long time boyfriend.. feeling kinda miserable. Will try to be active soon
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2 yrs ago
I am like extra-dying from work and stress. I'm so sorry for going MIA.
2 yrs ago
Never thought that I would have to say that someone burnt my socks but here we are
2 yrs ago
Sorry for the late replies. Things have been bleh --> lost my passport and such and chaos. will try to post soon
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2 yrs ago
Another work trip from the 27th to the 30th~

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I've added my last character and am ready to start when you are :)
Sorry I've been gone for the past two days. I've been really busy. I'm going to work on my character again now
No, it's totally cool. I'm fine with either. We could ask the others to join or we can just continue this side story.






Jumanji: Leave Your World Behind




This is a 1x1 roleplay between karamonnom and @WolfLover.

Basic Setting: A group of friends come across a mysterious board game and have decided to play it. Little did they know that once they play the game, they cannot stop until they win or die trying.

More to come
Hey random roleplayer people! This is Karamonnom, back from the dead (kind of). I guess I'll get some things out of the way.

1. I'm a poor college students who is for the most part, busy with school and other stuff. I will try to write at least once a week but if I have midterms or finals, I would like it if you were patient with me. On the other hand, even if you take months to reply, I will probably be okay with that. I may check up on you after week two but I won't be offended if you had an emergency or just had the worst writer's block of your life. I've been there, I know. It's all good.

2. I kind of care about post lengths. I would prefer it if you didn't do one-liners as it is hard to continue a roleplay with that little to go off of. I can write anywhere between one to six paragraphs. I think the main point is to write enough to move the story along. It's also cool if you're an amazing writer who can describe a person's laugh in like fifteen different ways, but I probably wouldn't do the same for you.

3. At the moment, I don't really care for any super dark themes. Your character can have a tragic backstory but I would like it if the roleplay itself remained light-hearted. My stand on it can change as the roleplay goes on depending on how it goes, but for now, nah.

4. I want to double up on characters. Not just for fairness or whatever, but because of the kind of roleplay I want to do. Which leads in to what I want to roleplay.

Stuff I want to do:

- A modern setting (anywhere between the 1990s to 2050s)
- A group of friends (high school classmates, college students, coworkers, whatever)
- Something like Friends or How I Met Your Mother
- Drama, fights, comfort, romance, the works

Stuff I'm willing to incorporate:
- Futuristic aspects with technology
- Randomly getting sent back in time or to another dimension
- Getting powers and becoming super heroes (or villains)
- And more! (Just PM me with ideas)

How I think we would go about it:
- So, I was thinking we would just start off with making our characters (4-6) and discussing everything from their background and relationship with each other. We could try to figure out the whole group dynamic. And then we would throw them into a setting and go from there.

Notes:
- I really like character-based roleplays. I feel like character creation is one of the more fun parts of roleplaying. I like how they end up interacting with each other.
- I do know that roleplays that are 'casual' and more 'slice of life' are harder to keep alive, but I'm willing to fight for our roleplay if you are.
- I got really lazy with formatting and I am sorry that this isn't prettier ;_;

Anyhow, PM me or just leave a message below if you are interested. Thank you all~
Takeshi Kawano


Okay, he figured that she wouldn't just give him the pen like that. He wasn't the most polite person about it and she seemed to not be too intimidated by his reputation. But what did surprise him was what she said after her rejection. "A shini-what now?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. If he remembered correctly from the stories he heard as a child, a shinigami was some sort of death spirit? It wasn't like Miss Goody Two-shoes to make up some story about spirits unless she was actually insane.

He rubbed his hands together in attempt to warm them as he listened to her ramble on. "Well, if that pen fills you with so much dread, why not just get rid of it then?" he asked while rolling his eyes once more. How did something called the "Death Pen" get into her hands in the first place? Then again, he couldn't even read the English letters of his Death Note, so he wasn't one to judge. Throwing his hand up in the air, he added, "Throw it away or give it to me. I don't care too much either way."

The last part was somewhat a lie as he was still a little bit curious about the whole Death Note and Pen dynamic and the new information about the shinigami only made him more curious. He knew that he rubbed her off the wrong way, which worsened his chances of getting the pen. But he decided to give it one last shot. As a sign of good faith, he decided to let the girl have a closer look at the Death Note. He pulled it back out of his bag and said, "Here. I can't read the damn English and I guess you would have a better shot at it anyways. If you tell me what it says, we can figure out what we're going to do with these stupid things." He didn't trust her enough to let her snatch it way from his hands, but held the first page open so she could read the inscription on the binding.
Sorry for the late reply! I've been really busy with school work. And I probably can only reply slowly from now on. I hope that's okay because I really like this roleplay... again, sorry.
Takeshi Kawano

Once they were finally alone, Takeshi knew it was safe to talk. The girl had yanked her arm away from him, which kind of pissed him off, but now was not the time for that. However, the words that came out of her mouth next did the trick. "Didn't ya learn from your damn stories in kindergarten to not judge a book by its cover," he growled in response to her skepticism. Though he wasn't going to admit it, he was somewhat offended by her statement. Sure, he was used to being treated like a delinquent and yeah, he was one, but that doesn't mean he couldn't own nice things. He wouldn't mind owning a couple of nice watches like those rich kids do.

"Look," he said with something that was in between a sigh and a groan. Then he pulled out the Death Note, though he covered the English letters so she couldn't read it. "Don't you think that this book matches that pen?"

He held it up to her so she could look at it for a moment before stuffing it back into his backpack. "So would you ever be so kind as to give me the pen?" he asked with an eye roll.

He was freezing cold and just wanted to go home. If she told him no, then he supposed that would be the end of that. He could probably steal it from her easy if he wanted to. But for a weird book that was probably some sick, twisted kid's game? Even he wouldn't be dumb enough to get arrested for it.
Lysander's pity party was cut short when suddenly a building caught on fire. There were a few screams and gasps, as one would expect to happen if a building suddenly burst into flames. Just by looking at it, Lysander could tell that it was not a normal, 'accidental' fire. It was the work of another mage, and the fact that someone with magic would do such an awful thing... Well, Lysander could only hope that the perpetrator had a good reason for it. Or else Lysander would not stand for it.

He rushed toward the scene of the crime and saw that there were already two others threatening the criminal. On the other hand, Lysander's first instinct was to make sure no one was inside of the burning building. "I-i-is anyone inside?" he stammered in the bravest voice he could muster.

An older man who was there when it happened, shook his head. Lysander sighed with relief. "One less thing to worry about," he thought to himself. He then focused his energy on trying to contain the fire. He didn't possess the ability to put it out, but he could at least try to prevent it from spreading to the other buildings. Hopefully, he could do it long enough for others to come along and put it out. "W-w-w-water?" he said, shakily and slowly as he was trying not to break his concentration. "N-need to p-put out the fire."
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