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1 yr ago
Current To those I RP with, I haven't dropped off of the face of the earth, just had a mental health crash but am recovering. Now to catch up on posting.
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1 yr ago
The worst thing about mental illness is you have to look after yourself a disgusting amount. I know it's the only way to actually be in a fit state to look out for others, but it still feels wrong.
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1 yr ago
Emeth: Then I'll be that friend who's the opposite kind of annoying, whispering "Do it, you know you want to..."
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1 yr ago
Judging by the Internet's definitions of introversion and extraversion, you'd think everyone's either an extreme hermit or a party animal with no in between.
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1 yr ago
Krystal: All part and parcel of the job.
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A frazzled British thirtysomething cat mum with something of a tea addiction.

I like a wide range of RP genres, but have two absolute favourites: Pokemon and magical girls. (If someone manages to combine the two, I'll be VERY happy!) I post fairly regularly, but sometimes shit mental health days crop up - if that causes any delays, I'll try to resume posting ASAP.

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@Crimson Flame @King Cosmos

"It'll take more than that to bring her down!" Oriana couldn't hide the tremble in her voice. As much faith as she had in Carnelian, it was becoming more and more painfully obvious she and George were in over their heads. "Carnelian, struggle free and use Tackle!"

Just as the Roggenrola redoubled her efforts to wrench herself free, her body froze up, electricity arcing around her like a luminous cage. Oriana watched helplessly, biting the inside of her lip. If a Roggenrola's physical composition really was similar to steel, her geologist brain reminded her, it likely contained conductive minerals. Which wouldn't help any when it came to shaking off paralysis.

Her hand inched towards the other Pokeball at her belt. Dragons resisted both electricity and fire. The thought of sending her timid Dratini into such a high stakes situation - as his first battle, no less - repulsed her, but if things kept going south, she'd have no other choice.

Hi I've been away on vacation so i haven't been able to check up, are yall still accepting apps ;u;?

Yep, still accepting! We needed a decently sized group for the IC to start, but new people are still welcome.

Anyway apologies for the lack of IC, I said on the Discord it would be up today, but thanks to a storm, I've had no electricity or Internet connection for most of the day. Working on the first post right now though!
@Ambra @Psyker Landshark

Techno music blared through the room, growing steadily louder. "Uuuuuugggghhhh..." Astrid winced and rolled over. Every beat made her head pulse in pain. She sat up and fumbled at the snooze button on her phone, which for some reason wouldn't work, the alarm only increasing in volume. A giggle sounded from the device. With bleary vision, she saw a familiar pair of blue eyes appear on the screen as the phone lifted and floated across the room.

"Nnngghhclipse!" The Rotom's name came out as an incoherent grumble. Astrid made to clamber out of bed, only to topple and thud to the floor in an unceremonious tangle of sheets. The hotel room lurched around her. Eclipse, with a taken-aback yelp, hopped out of the now silent phone and left it on the desk, floating over to make sure Astrid was alright.

"Ugh... crash landing damage appears to be minimal..." Astrid put on that over-technical voice, to reassure Eclipse. "Although an urgent refuel is necessary." She took several deep breaths, rubbing her eyes, her knuckles coming away covered in sparkly blue eyeshadow. Looking down, she saw she was still in a rather crumpled party dress. Just how drunk had she been? Once sure she could stand without either collapsing or puking, she staggered upright and slumped into the desk chair, starting up the coffee machine. This was as torturous as it was embarrassing, although it was nothing coffee wouldn't fix. Isaiah would probably roll his eyes at her later during the ceremony, or tell her all that caffeine wasn't good for her, but he should know a cure was a cure...

The ceremony.

"Oh crap!" This was the worst day to have slept through her alarm. She jabbed at her phone, and breathed a huge sigh of relief. Only 9:20 am. "Whew, got to thank you Eclipse. It might take some turbo mode on my part, but we'll get back on our preplanned course..." She frowned at the message that popped up. "Uh, change of plan. We're meeting at the office for some reason?" With clumsy fingers, she checked her other notifications. Her stomach tightened, which this time had nothing to do with the hangover. The ceremony, the news announced, was cancelled.

Her still-foggy mind raced. Had something happened to one of the other gym leaders on the way back? Wyndon could be rough, and although the gym leaders could handle themselves, bad things could happen to anyone. She hurriedly breakfasted, showered and dressed, trying not to assume the worst, which was easier said than done when so much rested on the gym challenge. Whatever had gotten such a monumental event cancelled could be nothing short of dire.

Despite her groggy state, she arrived at the office with time to spare. Plopping herself down in the nearest seat, she sipped at her coffee flask, waiting for Hyacinth to arrive. When he did, Astrid's heart sank even further. She could tell from the chairman's appearance how serious this was. The lines in his face looked deeper, and more grey than before peppered his hair.

She stared as he spoke, the news sinking in like a leaden weight. Ryker was missing. Kidnapped. Even though just yesterday, he'd been chatting and drinking with everyone, sharing his excitement about the upcoming challenge. Fiona broke the silence that followed, asking about a plan. Astrid nodded, leaning forward. "Fiona's right. Is there anything we can do to help? We're gym leaders, we've got to do something!" From what she'd read, Elesa and the other Unova gym leaders didn't just sit around doing nothing when trouble arose. This was the time to take their example.
@Mintz @Akayaofthemoon Both accepted! Sibling dynamics can be great in RPs, and sweet characters who act tough are one of my favourite tropes.

Going to have the IC up soon!
@FrogRFlowR Hahaha yes!! The catlike look of her hunter form is really fitting, and the dynamic between her and Obi is going to be fun. Accepted!
I'll start the IC once 2 more people have their sheets.
@Crimson Flame You have a real knack for making cinnamon roll characters, accepted! I feel he and Kasumi are going to be good friends.

Also, you're a fellow Precure fan? That's awesome!
@Ice Reaver Yep that works better thematically. Just gonna say onryo are pretty tough, and it's unlikely one would die just from falling unless they were significantly weakened, but if he made one slip over, it'd still give him the upper hand. Consider him accepted!
@Ice Reaver Looks like a good backstory, although a hunter's powers mostly stem from their bound tsukumogami, the only supernatural ability he would innately have would be to sense spirits. His combat abilities would be something to do with fabric rather than ice. Also, read over the rules for something you forgot to mention, which admittedly is easy to overlook when you're focused on making a CS.
@Ice Reaver It's ok, looking forward to it!
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