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Hello there,

I've been forum RPing for about 13 years; got started on lavendereyes.net, which was a Forgotten Realms/Drizzt Do'Urden fansite, before moving to the old roleplayerguild.com! I've also dabbled in RPing in a few MMO's like Champions Online, SWTOR, and WoW but forum adventures are definitely my preference. I like just about any kind of RP in high-casual and advanced, based on whatever mood I'm feeling (typically high-fantasy, sci-fi, and/or certain fandoms). I love writing and do think of RPing as a way to develop my character and scene writing skills, which basically means I'm always looking for realistic and fluid ways for my characters to learn, grow, and develop over the course of an adventure. I don't ship my characters but do occasionally allow them to fall into a relationship, if they are naturally guided in that direction.

You can take a look at some of my saved characters here, if it interests you.

I also have a deviantart page, though I hardly ever update it.

Thanks for reading! I'm always up for a good chat.
-Loopy (aka. Lupus)

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Maxwell Erickson

Location:Umbra Rose Condos: Bldg 1, Floor 1, Rm. 107
Time of Day: Early Morning
Relevant Cast: @Mistress dizzy




Max let out the breath he didn't know he'd been holding when Iris smiled up at him politely. He didn't think he would pass out from seeing those rows of shark-like fangs, not like the first time they'd met (he still had trouble living down that embarrasment), but he was sure the site of them would make him... anxious.

It was probably all those specials he watched on the Discovery Channel during the most recent Shark Week.

"You really are kind, Ms. Chima, but I'm more of a coffee man, myself." He chuckled, running a hand across his lightly sweat-beaded brow before pushing the dolly inside and over towards the large meat locker. When the packages of fresh beef were tucked away inside, Max dragged the dolly back towards the hallway. "Ms. Theria wanted me to ask if your bed- tub- tank... If your sleeping space was keeping the proper salt levels now? She said I could contact the city aquarium again if the filter was still acting up." Max's dark brown eyes usually tended towards the ceiling with most residents but he found his gaze falling on the shimmering scales of Achieng's tail fin. It was truly magnificent, bright and shining with each scale catching the light at a different angle. It was like something out of a painting.
Or from the front of a Lisa Frank trapper keeper, like one his sister had when they were kids.

Worried she'd notice his assumedly rude stare, Max's cheeks flushed slightly and he looked away quickly. "Y-Your tail fin is looking particularly lustrious this morning!" His deep voice only broke slightly with a nervous cough.
Question, actually, especially for @Dragonydas but also in terms of expectation from everyone else: we have a lot of people, are we expected to wait until everyone's had a round before we post again?


With this many people and possible scenes, I'd say waiting for rounds within your own scene is perfectly acceptable. I would just be conscientious of not letting one scene go with 60-70 replies overnight while the others are paused, lol.

There was a show that started in the UK and came to the US called "Being Human" about a vampire, a recently turned werewolf, and a ghost sharing a house.


The American remake was surprisingly better, in my humble opinion.
I know it doesn't make sense and I won't have this actually be reality, but a part of me thinks it'd be really funny if with all the crazy residents, Velvet didn't believe in ghosts.


We 👏 embrace 👏 comedy 👏👏👏
<Snipped quote by Lemons>

I pretty much assumed that everyone would have their own way of instantly figuring him out anyway, so the interesting part will be seeing how that knowledge pans out.


Max has NO idea.
I'm trying to determine how I was to handle the whole wolf thing for Iris. I could do the typical just crazy feral state or I could do the completely separate beast inside Iris that takes over during those times.

Probably should have thought that part through before finishing the profile but I legit didn't thi k about it lol


Could always go for the comedy route and have the ‘beast’ be like an wild, aggressive, no inhibition persona that treats the Iris persona like an annoying younger sister.

But also, having it be something even slightly less than ‘mindless man-killing beast’ would give you a bit more to work with during ‘full moon times’. 🤷‍♂️

“What the fu-, it was a full moon last night and the beast cut off ALL THE SLEEVES ON MY T-SHIRTS!”
<Snipped quote by LupusIntus>

And not the wolf?! You dare?!


She's on the first floor! Wait your turn! :P
Oh, we started? I thought it would be Sunday. Alright, I will get writing tomorrow.


Take your time! Been a nice, respectful start. :3
Max is waiting outside your door with beeeeef.
Hope yall don't care but I'm making the night before a full moon for shits and giggles.


How do they feel before and after the moon? Is it like a buildup to a hangover?
I'm so happy! Whooray! Let's have a super fun time, y'all. :3
Maxwell Erickson

Location:Umbra Rose Condos: Loading Bay ——> Bldg 1, Floor 1 Hallway
Time of Day: Early Morning
Relevant Cast: @Mistress dizzy




Thirty three... thirty four... Thirty five.

Max counted the last package as the delivery driver wheeled it out of the refrigerated truck and onto the loading bay platform. He yawned as he ticked off on his clipboard, absently scratching his stubbled chin, and mentally tried to calculate the number of packages to each resident. He ended up shaking his head with a sigh, even that simple math making his head spin this early in the morning. While his shift hadn't technically started, he always made sure to be at the bay first thing on delivery days, desperate to avoid another 'incident' like what happened during his first week. A shudder ran down his spine as he remembered finding Velvet 'lightly snacking' on the poor driver, though the anemia apparently did wonders to blur the man's memory of the entire event.

'A hallucination due to blood loss and a mild concussion.' Was what the responding EMT had said after Max told them about the 'fall'.

"Well, that's the whole kitten-kaboodle." This new driver said, pulling the sliding cargo door closed. "Gotta say, this place takes double- no triple the raw meat deliveries of the other condos I service." It was absent conversation but it still made Max's stomach tighten and the blood drain from his face.

"Oh! Yeah. Well. It's uh... you know these 'rich folks'... Always demanding the weekly... barbeque." He stuttered out with a slightly-too-loud laugh.

The driver gave him a look but stepped back into the cab with a chuckle. "You wouldn't BELIEVE the kinda shit they've ordered from us before. Capybara meat! Can you believe that? I tell ya, the eccentric tastes on some of these folks!"

"You have no idea..." Max whispered to himself through his teeth as he flashed a broad smile and a wave. "See you next week, Sal." When the truck was gone and the bay doors securely closed, he grabbed the dolly and loaded it with the first set of packages. 100% All-Natural, Prime Beef Cuts! He wheeled it into the elegantly-decorated hallway, the light squeak of the dolly and his echoed footsteps the only sounds this early in the morning. Stopping in front of the first unit in his round, he took several steadying deep breaths before knocking lightly. "Miss Chima...? It's Max! I'm here with your weekly delivery."
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