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    1. Lullyn 10 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current I've not run off, but rl very hectic. Will post tomorrow to all those waiting!
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9 yrs ago
Playing Mass Effect for the first time.
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10 yrs ago
Every character, and every rp, has a song. Find it and no matter what you do, that song will put you back into it.
10 yrs ago
Why isn't phonetic spelled the way it sounds?

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I'm Lullyn, or Lu. I'm interested in having lots of fun RPing on this site, but haven't made a decision of a particular genre. I'm very open, so ask. I'm happy to go with someone else's idea and play through from there, or give ideas of my own. All my characters are different, most of them created specifically for the RP I'm in, and I play male or female characters.

Song that makes me feel great: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CAVTWer5gx4

Oh, if you like my rp style (see what I've done before) by all means message me and maybe I can RP with you. I'm pretty much up for anything. PM me for more details ^_^

My lastest anime - I'm re watching Accel World

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Well, I was actually thinking about coming to you with the gun. It's tempremental and often needs a tune up. But I'm not sure if your char is known as a repairer of such things, or if I'd need my mechanical bird to get damaged. You tell me? I can make it happen.
In Fable 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
ooc: Thanks for saying, that's fine. I didn't mind who it was I collided with, just wanted to make an entrance. She heard the voice and looked up into a boy's face, who was offering a hand to her. Then she heard the laughter of the other's in the hall and she lowered her head quickly, feeling ashamed and stupid. "I...I'm okay," she stammered quickly, getting to her feet and then sitting on a seat, feeling herself want to cry. I'm so pathetic. "I'm sorry," she said again, and from then nodded when anyone asked if she was okay, shaking her head when asked if she was hurt, though her knees felt sore and her arm throbbed. Please don't look at me her mind screamed, wanting all attention off her, wanting this to be over.
Lol, well I normally start doing my own thing and then join into the story when I see a "me" shaped hole! lol
You do what you want to. I'll come in soon enough.
Hmmm.... depends on what your characters find is a fun night. After all, all the best "bad" places have a bar like Cherry Who knows, she might just get hired. ;) Nothing wrong with a bit of follow the leader, but I didn't want to be following someone following 2 people, one of whom is following the other.
I've put my girlie somewhere else for now, otherwise it'll be like a stalker parade ;)
ooc: I'll come in to you at some point, but I don't want to follow just yet. I'll start off somewhere else. She sat on stoop steps, red lips wrapped around a cigarette, a rather large gun strapped to her back. Her hair was big and blonde today, her outfit a skintight black dress and neat heels. She also had a bronze coloured, metallic bird on her shoulder. "Are you going to work?" An older woman, looking bedraggled was glaring at her, arms folded as she eyed the outfit. "Yes, Mrs Montgomery," she said, looking up at the woman with her sweetest smile. "Young girl like you should be smoking," the woman scolded, a land lady who seemed to think she was her mother. "Sorry, Mrs Montgomery," she said. "And your hair," the woman continued. "You have such nice...." "Go to go, Mrs Montgomery," she said, putting out the cigarette quickly and standing, heading off at speed. She didn't want, and didn't need, a lecture. She didn't want to hear that she shouldn't have a gun, never mind the huge energy rifle. What she needed was a new challenge. Dragging drunks out of Cherry was money, but not enough. "Damn," she muttered to herself, lighting another cigarette. She stood outside Cherry, a bar known to be dark, dingy and where the girls danced 24 hours a day. She knew part of the reason she was hired was to advertise what was inside. She stood outside with a big, burly guy named CJ. CJ was serious and silent, which was how she liked it. She checked her phone, as she stood the other side of the door, smiling at punters who leered as they passed, though some avoided her eyes, when they saw the gun. No messages. No targets. No nothing. She needed a target, something to do. She needed money to get out of this pit and there was only so many ways to get the kind of money she wanted. She reached up and tickled the metallic bird's stomach.
Name: Chastity Appearance: This depends entirely on what she's wearing. She a slummer she's got a lot of wigs, coloured eye contact lens and clothes, so it's kind of hard to pin this down. The only thing taht seems to be true is that she has pale skin, which is probably hers. Personality: a loaded cannon. She can be anything you want, for the right price, but don't get your hopes up. Few people know her well enough to tell you stuff. Skills: Pick pocket and thief, great shot but deadly if she takes off her footwear and uses that as a weapon, pretty fast and can run at speed in heels, able to change her appearance dramatically, including her voice/accent. History: Chastity's parents were some of those who believed that if you gave your child a virtuous name that they'd be sure to live up to it. Sadly that kind of pressure can really get to a girl (one of her sisters, Hope, ended up dead in a gutter with a needle in her arm. The other, Mercy, kills for money). Chastity understood at a young age that life wasn't going to be easy, but it could be fun, so she'd learnt the skills she'd needed to survive. This included how to wear footwear that could easily be turned into weapons, how to shoot and how to run (very important if you've just taken Lady Sarah "Sabre-tooth" Kin's wallet). She works for a bar called Cherry, a dive where the girl's dance and the men go to hide in the dark. Open 24 hours. She works the nightshirt as a bouncer/enforcer, and can usually be seen outside, but that's just a cover. She's there for hiring, a thief. If you have enough..... -> Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth. Oscar Wilde
Well, I'm in. :) Just creating my first bio.
Couple of questions 1) How many characters can we have? 2) Is this like Cyberspace Steampunk or is that up to the person (i.e. different groups, fashion etc).
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