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24 days ago
Current 🐶 Harvey (2009-2024)
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1 yr ago
Vindication comes, so too does peace of mind as I close one chapter and open a new one.
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4 yrs ago
Sometimes I lie awake dreaming of being as consistent in this hobby as I was ten years ago.
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6 yrs ago
Quality posting is far better than needless novels, yet one should never neglect detail when one feels the need.
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6 yrs ago
I’m not a good writer. I’m just good at pretending to be.
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Bio

if you're petty with me

be prepared to deal with

the most crazy bitch

you've ever met


Micki | 34 (b. 1988) | Detroit | INTJ
Biromantic Demisexual | Bipolar/Manic-Depressive



Hi. I'm a role-player/writer who has spent over twenty-one years in this hobby.

I will pretty much write anything as long as my partner is cool with my inconsistent posting pace and momentum. I'm pretty sociable and I make dumb jokes all the time. My favorite things to write is capeshit, anime, space operas, horror, and slice of life/mundane drama. My writing level leans toward minimalism, but I try to give my partners/groups more than enough to work off of. I like to think I am pretty flexible.

I like cinema, music, and animation just as much as I like writing with people. My biggest hobby after writing is pop media analysis. Ask me questions or for suggestions and I'm sure to have something for you. 😎😎😎

Most Recent Posts



The First Chapter! A New World?



You’ve heard the story.

A person of poor luck gets summoned to another world when they died long before their time. It’s a popular trope in fiction, though for Okobashi Mako it is a type of fiction that is to become her life. A freak accident on the road in Toyama–the impact of steel meeting steel–and her entire life at Irokawa Electronics seemed to be up in the air. Her spirit rose to the cosmos, to be set in with the stars. However, something was amiss. Those in charge saw it that they had to immediately put her in a reincarnation, scrambling to find something that fit. When she awakes she is not in Toyama, or even Earth. Answers will come soon, but in the moment, she is back again; conscious in the material plane.

On a world that is very different than her own.

On a world called Methiyl.


The Fields of Addan were quiet.

The blades of grass were stained with blood, though it had been many hours since the last drop fell in the summer sun. A field of swords lingered with the smell of death as many armored and unarmored bodies laid in silence. A disastrous battle had occurred. Scavengers knelt over the assortment of the dead, hoping they could pry something valuable from their hands. It was a despicable, dishonorable act, but the lords who ruled over them were nowhere to be seen, or at least not any that were alive.

Save for one.

A blonde woman’s body sat in the center, yet to be unmolested by the scavengers. When the air hit her lungs in a sudden gasp it caught the looting vagabonds that were off guard and they ran for the woods that scoured the backdrop of what was once a field of battle. One person remained, though she had come from the stars. Her amber eyes were paired with a soft, inquisitive expression. Her hair was frayed, barely brushed, and a halo was adorned over her head. Her hands tightly gripped a clipboard as she looked down at the blonde woman.

“Finally. You’re awake.”

An unamused, impatient sigh.

“Took you long enough.”
Let's goooooo

I do be just plopping RPs for Christmas. Like a saintly Santadere.








An Isekai Mix-Up!

Sometimes death is a new beginning. You awake on a battlefield adorned with swords, wondering where exactly you could be. The stench of battle is recent and costly, but something isn’t quite right. This isn’t your world. And most importantly: this isn’t your body either.

You’ve been transported into someone else in a world you do not recognize or know. You are puzzled and confused until an angel appears before you from the heavens and offers you some answers. They will soon introduce themselves as Sigridelle, a servant of the cosmos, and explain what predicament you both find yourselves in. How will you adjust into the body you have found yourself in? What perils will you face as you try to survive?

Only time will tell.
Methiyl, the Emerald Dream

TBD
Y'know...Is it bad that, after everything's been said and done with Mysterio accepted, a different idea's popped into my brain that I kinda low-key like even more? xD

Anyhoo, speaking of that totally legit weaver of the arcane arts, I'll probably see about posting him up for the event tomorrow. Admittedly I was trying to wait for noodles, but at this point it's probably just best for me to see about jumping in.

Or, y'know, I end up convincing myself too far on my other concept and have to wait to get re-accepted like a clown as I write that up instead

They're gonna pick Scarecrow's brains.

What's with the farm instruments?

I think they are fighting zombies or something. I don't know.
@Sir Lurksalot

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