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Hello~ My screen name is LadyTale, but you can call me Tale. You can also call me Chaos, if you wish. There's a bit of a story behind that nickname, but it's not one I'm likely to share. It would take too long, anyway.

I'll participate in many genres of RPs, but there are a few I avoid. Some of my favorite genres are fantasy and action/adventure, although I also like sci-fi and romance, up to a point.

I read a lot of fanfiction. An almost ridiculous amount of fanfiction, actually. If there are any fandom RPs out there for the fandoms I'm interested in, I'll most likely join.

In conclusion, I am Sherlocked, a member of Loki's Army, a Whovian, and an anime lover.

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Day 2 Morning:

Kip had stopped at just the one ale, as she didn't want to ask someone else to get her one and she couldn't sweet-talk the NPC waitress into giving her alcohol. Thus, when she went up to bed, her mind had been clear; she had stayed up a few hours more, thinking.

In the end, she decided that joining up with Delcastle and Bulwar wasn't for her. From what she had heard, they had a structured, planned out attack pattern, and that was about the opposite of her. Her main strength in this game, she felt, was her spontaneity. She was unpredictable, crazy, the wild card.

Swinging her legs out of bed, Kip sat up and stretched, then opened her menu and switched out of her nightclothes. Eyeing her gear critically, she decided that it would do, at least for now. She might have to upgrade soon-ish. Eh, she would cross that bridge when she came to it.

A quick sweep of the tavern showed that Delcastle and Bulwar were gone. Mai'lo too. Shrugging, she sat down at a table, ordered breakfast, and pulled up her menu to shoot off a PM to Mai'lo.

I've decided not to take up the Muscle Brothers on their offer. I doubt their playstyle and mine would compliment each other; as far as I can tell, they follow a plan, while I'm, well, anarchy. If you see them, can you let them know?

@pockets



TsuMeTai rose with the sun. Ordering a cup of coffee from the inn that had housed him for the night, he drank it quickly, payed, and went outside. He wouldn't stray too far from the city walls, but he needed to learn an entirely new playstyle. Checking his potions, he decided he had enough and walked briskly towards the gate. Before he left the safety of the city, however, he sent off a quick message to Cin.

I'm heading out to do some training. I've a new weapon, a scythe. If you want to join me, come find me.

@Tracyarmav
In CLOSED 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@MiddleEarthRoze

Eliot and Sophie are my favorite characters... barely. It's kinda hard for me to choose between all of them.
I, too, ship Hardison/Parker - they're too adorable not to.~
In CLOSED 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@MiddleEarthRoze I know, right?! Leverage is amazing! Especially Eliot~ "Dammit, Hardison!"
One would think, looking at Diego, that he loved parties. They would be dead wrong. However, he had a reputation to uphold, so he gave a sigh and went to put on his finery. After all, he had two noble families to represent, and two lovely sisters to watch over.

"Never fear, Mami." He muttered. "I will take care of them." His parents had retired about a year ago, moving to a manor in Friesia and leaving their only son to take care of Torremolinos. The two girls, Alejandra and Idoya, had been given the choice to follow their parents to another country or stay in Indra with their brother; they chose the latter.

It would take him a while to change, even with the help of his manservant; it would take even longer for his sisters to decide what to wear. They would be ready by the time they had to leave, however. Diego knew that.
I realize that Danielle is pushing the boundaries I set for animal features, but if anyone can come up with a better way to fuse a snake and a human, I'm all ears.
I'm still here. Hylil's not doing much of anything - just wandering around, looking for a decent pair of boots - so there's really nothing for me to post about.
In CLOSED 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Serafina post is up! I couldn't help throwing in a reference to Leverage.~
In CLOSED 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Serafina Lewison

Location; Unknown
Interacting With; Mysterious kidnapper




Oww, my head. Chloroform was never a pleasant thing to experience; unfortunately, Serafina had a bit of experience with it. She hadn't been kidnapped that often, but it had happened before, usually by business rivals of her father. What with the recent happenings at the Academy, she wasn't sure why she had been taken, or by who, but it couldn't be good. Kidnapping never was. This time was no different.

Keeping her eyes closed, she attempted to work out her surroundings. She was seated, hands tied to the sides of a chair, legs free. There wasn't anyone nearby that she could hear, so Serafina risked opening her eyes. Where is this...? It looks like a dungeon. Indeed, the walls were roughly-hewn stone, and a single torch was the only source of light. There was no door before her, nor to the side, so she guessed that there was a door behind her; a suspicion that was confirmed when she heard the creak of aged hinges.

"Miss Lewison. You are awake at last." The voice was masculine, accented, cultured... and familiar. "Good. I was beginning to fear that my men had been incautious in procuring you. I assure you, they would have been thoroughly punished, if that was so." A chuckle. "And that would have been a shame, eh, Miss Lewison?" The man moved just barely into her peripheral vision. "After all, such a delicate flower must be handled carefully."

"I am no flower." Serafina frowned, refusing to look at the man. "No? Perhaps songbird would fit better. Small, beautiful... and fragile." On that last word, he moved in front of her, fingers under her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. "So very fragile. I'd hate to have to clip your wings, pretty bird."

"Moreau." The demigoddess met her captor's eyes fearlessly. "I should have known." Jonathon Moreau, her father's foremost rival, son of the infamous Damian Moreau. Completely ruthless, cunning, and untouchable; with several high-ranking police officers in his pocket, any investigations on him were shut down before they were even started. "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Moreau grinned, menacing, like a shark. "Simple. I want your father's cooperation. And what better way to get it than through you, pretty bird?" He raised one hand, trailed his fingers lightly along her cheek. Serafina jerked away from him as though his hands were on fire.

"Your touch is poison." She said coldly. "Stay away from me." Moreau took a step back, still grinning. "Very well, Miss Lewison. I will return." He walked around her, and she heard the hinges creak again, but could not ensure that he had departed. The cell returned to silence.

Then the silence was broken by the sound of a girl trying not to cry.
@Aspen Wren Me too, to an extent. I've been feeling a bit under the weather, and I did four shows this weekend - I wasn't a named character, but I had a lot of little parts. It was fantastic!
@Emma Oh, dear. I hope you can come back soon!
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