Midna-Phobia

Don't Mine At Night

(Sorry had to walk my dog)

Avery smiled contently as he opened the box, like a kid at Christmas. “I have connections.” She told him cryptically. “I haven’t opened mine yet, I wanted you to open yours first.” However as she said this she moved over to the box and pulled out the other unit and began carefully un-boxing it, a lot less enthusiastically than Rick was. Pulling the head unit out of the box she looked at it, carefully turning the device in her hands. It certainly had a sleek and appealing design, kind of like a futuristic Cyclops visor type deal.

Placing it gently on the table Avery pulled out the instructions and began reading it over casually, safety warnings, directions, how to set it up. The usual type deal. “Okay, so they haven’t released this to the public yet,” she eventually said, leaving a pause for effect. Everyone had been wondering what types of games they’d release on the console. So far apparently they only had one official game, but a few more in development. “But I did get a copy of the first game too.” She held up a case with, of all things, minecraft on the front.

Minecraft had been one of Avery’s favourite games to play at least, it was calm and peaceful and she liked the non-competitive and creative nature of it. They did say on the front of the box that some aspects had been changed for the Link-In console and she was excited to see what new features waited ahead.

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The girl smiled mischievously and moved to stand in front of the box, it was just a regular box anyway, holding the two gaming headsets inside. Clasping her hands behind her back Avery rocked back and forth on her feet. “Close your eyes and hold out your hands.” She told him, trying to keep a straight face, trying and failing, her smile slipping through every now and then. Waiting patiently for the boy to comply she eyed him suspiciously. “No peeking.” She made sure as she turned and reached into the box, pulling out one of the headsets and moving over to him, placing the box carefully in Rick’s hands.

Avery was not sharing if he broke his before he opened it. Well… she told herself that. But she’d totally share with him. “This, is to make up for me being grumpy and lazy and not here the past few days. I hope you like it.” Making sure he had a firm hold on the box she stepped away slightly and was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet as she clapped her hands together excitedly. “Okay, open them!” She chirped, her voice squeaking slightly as it did when she got too excited.

Don't Mine At Night

Yeah East Coast <3

Avery Penn
18

Bio: Avery’s family moved to Rick’s neighbourhood when she was very young, since they needed a bigger house and it was a more desirable location. Her father was a doctor, so he was often away from home and her mother was a dentist, who quit her job before moving and didn’t take up a new one until Avery entered school. Avery has known Rick for as long as she can remember, some of her earliest memories of her childhood were playing with the boy from down the road.

Admittedly, as a child she hadn't been really into the games as Rick had, she had been more of an outdoor child and was heavily into sports. As primary school progressed she got more and more into sports, gymnastics and dancing taking up a lot of her time after school, though she always found time to spend with Rick, whether it be on her days off or after practice.

However shortly after entering middle school she broke her leg at a gymnastics meet and was out of action for five months. This was when Rick had introduced her to video games, and whilst it took her a while to get used to having to sit around for hours, the girl found herself really getting into them towards the end. Once the cast was off she got into swimming to try and recover the lost strength in her leg, though never took it on competitively as she did with gymnastics or dance. After the break she never did got back to gym, but did keep up the dance, it was too much fun to give up, though did tone it back a bit.

In secondary Avery found herself with a lot more free time than she was used to. Now her sports were mostly for fun and non-competitive she was able to focus more on the relationships in her life. A couple of boyfriends came and went, but they had never… felt right, as if she were dancing with an incompatible partner. She took up singing late sophomore year and decided she was done with the boy thing for a while and was happy just spending time with Rick after her year of experimenting with new friends and relationships.

Deciding she wanted to try and go into a musical theatre career she began focusing on her dance and singing, but made sure to not let it get in the way of her friendship like it had sometimes in her youth. She attended every one of Rick’s tack meets, always cheered him on and she was always exceptionally proud of him, even if he didn’t win.

She was a more than a little devastated when she didn’t get into NYADA, so decided to do some courses at the local university instead, which was okay since she got to stay close to Rick. The invitation to move into his grandparent’s house with him had caught her a little off guard, but how could she say no? They had spent so much time growing up talking about living together. And it had a pool!

Appearance:
Avery is a rather small girl, she likes to refer to herself as ‘funsized’ but really she’s just small. Only standing at 5’ and weighing in at 110 pounds, thanks to the copious amounts of exercise she did her body is exceptionally lean and toned, at least for a girl. Though she sometimes feels self conscious about her underwhelming bust, if you could call B’s a bust. Her hair is a mass of waist length, dark, rich brown locks framing her heart shaped face and hazel eyes.

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Avery bust through the door carrying a box, grinning from ear to ear, which was a far cry from her attitude towards boxes the past few days. She was still in the process of unpacking, mostly because she had been busy… with things. Things that weren’t unpacking. As such her things were mostly inaccessible unless she actually wanted to put in some effort, which she didn’t at the moment. The end of school year performances had taken quite a toll on her. She was almost glad they were all done and she had a week off.

“Drop whatever you’re doing!” She called into the house, dropping her keys off in a bowl beside the front door as she kicked it closed with her foot. “I’ve got distractions!” And boy were they exciting distractions. She knew Rick had been ogling over these ever since the announcement was made when they were in junior year. Linked In. The new gaming system that was supposed to change everything. Gone would be the controllers, the consoles, the disks. The TV screens. Now everything was streamlined straight to your brain. And Avery had to admit she was a bit more than excited herself.

No doubt Rick would be surprised. These things didn’t even go on sale until next week, but apparently her father had performed surgery on the kid of one of the big wigs at the company that makes them and they’d just given these to him! She certainly wasn’t complaining. “Rick!” Avery called again as she stopped in the living room and put the box down on the table. The instructions suggested playing lying down on a bed, but she figured here was the best place to reveal her big surprise was right here. Hopefully he wasn’t too mad about her bringing home another box to clutter up the small home and avoiding doing what she was supposed to in favour of video games.

It was still so strange to think that they were actually living together. They had talked about it so much growing up, but when she’d applied for NYADA she had thought it would mean they would finally part ways after all these years. The girl was still upset that her application hadn't been accepted. NYADA was the school to go to if you wanted to get into the performing arts. And she couldn’t think of doing anything else for a living. But, for now, spending the next few years here with Rick studying the arts sounded like a pretty good deal.

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RP between myself and Garth
youtube.com/watch?v=X_TMtgjQuZI

Don't Mine At Night- seeking male

Firstly I need to apologise for the confusing nature of this post. It's late but I was struck with inspiration. Feel free to PM with questions or interest.

-The basic concept is that our characters have been friends since childhood and are now going to collage together. Or mine can be at collage, yours working if that's more their style. But I think to encourage interactions they could maybe live together? Though if they're both going to the same collage this doesn't need to apply. (but don't have to if you don't want)
-The thing they enjoyed doing together the most though, even as kids, was playing video games together and it continues to be the present.
-So your character has feelings for mine, that he never revealed for fear of ruining the friendship or he develops them during the RP.
The above points are fairly set, but details can be altered if you feel like it will suit your character more. (If that makes any sense.)

So this will be slightly future setting. New gaming technology has recently been released that offers full sensory immersion, it will be as if you are actually in the game, except no pain or hunger or anything. You'll obviously still get hungry in real life whilst you play though. For starters I was thinking one of the first games released under this new technology is Minecraft, since it's fairly simple and offers moderate danger and thrill (plus it'd be super cute if your character protected mine whilst she mined stuff ^_^), but I'm happy to change it if you have another game you prefer, or we can add more as the RP progresses.

Mostly it will be slice of life/ gaming/ friendship/ eventual romance but I'd like to see how long we can tease it along without.

Blue Moon

“What are you doing?”

Chase practically jumped, if that was possible to do whilst hanging off a bed. He did, however drop his phone and gasp and drop his phone that he had been staring at. “Ash! How many times have I asked you to knock?” He quickly replied, avoiding the question as he looked up at the small girl at his door.

“Have you not texted her yet?” The brunette smiled as she slid into the room, her long hair swishing past her hips as she moved over to sit on the bed. Lying next to the older boy as he picked up his phone she couldn’t help but smirk. “Please just tell me you’re not avoiding texting her because of something Ryan said.” Ash asked, raising an eyebrow at Chase as he refused to look at her and lowered his head slightly in shame.

“He said I’ll look desperate if I text her before twenty-four hours.” He replied softly, wincing slightly at the groan from his younger sister. Luckily enough, the social awkwardness didn’t run in the family, Chloe had made sure Ash was a perfectly well matured member of society. For an eleven year old.

“Ryan is an idiot.” The girl simply stated. “He also has no idea about girls and how we work. Don’t listen to him. It’ll look like you’re being rude. Text the girl already. Ask her if she needs help moving anything again and tell her the provider. It’s like a bandaid. Just rip it off, kay?”

Chase nodded slightly and quickly wrote in the message and sent it off, earning himself a slap on the back as Ash got up and walked out of the room, hoping it snapped the boy out of the silly funk he’d been in the past few hours. Seriously what would he do without her?

Blue Moon

Funnily enough, the laugh helped him relax a little. Chase managed a smile in return as she looked at him with a grin, though a somewhat puzzled look did make its way into his eyes at her words. He wanted to believe maybe she was talking about him, but he also didn’t want to get his hopes up too high so allowed himself to believe it was about her roommate instead. “It’s alright.” He dismissed casually with a small wave of his hand. “You just go sleep.” Luckily he didn’t even flinch at the punch, too many over the years from his friends. At this point sometimes Chase questioned whether he had any feeling left in his arms.

“And if you need any help unpacking or any heavy lifting, just let me know okay?” He was fairly sure he could move most of her thins on his own, but he’d probably bring the others around, just to be safe. “I can bring the boys around, plus they work for free as long as I feed them.” He chuckled softly, knowing the promise of endless pizza would be more than enough to get them out here to do a bit of heavy lifting. He hoped she didn’t take offence, but he didn’t feel like between her roommate and herself Carys would be able to move much. Then again he’d been surprised before by the small dynamo.

“It was good seeing you too.” He called back as the girl turned and went back to her house and quickly disappeared inside. The boy stood out there for a few minutes, long enough that it was probably too long before he eventually pulled his helmet back on and climbed on the bike, starting it up and pulling out into the street, quickly making his way home and hopefully not copping too much flack from the others. It was all in good fun and he tried not to let it get to him. He had just never been the most confident around strangers, let alone girls.

Blue Moon

Chase felt his throat catch as Carys suddenly grabbed his hand and he had to suppress the sudden urge to recoil from the touch. It wasn’t because he found her touch unpleasant or anything to that effect, it was more that he wasn’t used to strangers touching him and when his friends did it was usually at the very least playfully aggressive. Basically unexpected touching was generally not a generally pleasant experience for him. After the initial reaction though, he found himself relaxing and, oddly enough kind of enjoying the way she gently held his wrist, watching the loop of the pen as it marked the back of his hand.

He smiled slightly at her words and shrugged gently. “Don’t think too much of it. I just… moving to a new town where you don’t know anyone must be hard. I couldn’t imagine being all alone and…” He stopped himself, not wanting to continue anymore. Either he’d insult her or he’d make her feel bad and Chase didn’t want either of those. He didn’t want her to feel alone, he wouldn’t wish that on anyone. He just couldn’t imagine life alone, without his family. And she could be part of that. The others sometimes took a while to get used to new people; it would take them a while to let her in. He wasn’t sure if she’d ever be accepted into the inner circle, only time would tell with that one.

“Sorry I um… I’ll get going now and leave you to your things. I’m sure you’re eager to get off your feet and relax.” He stumbled a little, rolling the helmet over in his hands uncertainly.

Blue Moon

Chase switched off the bike and got off the bike after the girl, pulling his helmet off and chuckling softly to himself. “Well you’re welcome to come over when you’re free and try out the dirt bikes. We have a few trails through the woods and you should be able to ride Chloe’s bike, it’s a bit smaller.” If not they did have bikes for younger kids. Hopefully she didn’t go too overboard. That was if she wanted to accept the offer of course. He suddenly remembered the offer of the phone provider and mentally smacked himself in the head.

“Oh! Right… the phone thing.” He quickly patted his pockets down but realized they were empty. “Sorry I don’t have mine on me. Um… if you have a pen or something I could write down my number and you can text me and I’ll message you the name?” He shrugged his shoulders slightly, trying to ignore how absolutely awkward he was feeling. It was so strange for him, not knowing everything about the person he was talking to. Her mind was a total blank to him, where as his family were all open books, he practically knew everything they were thinking.

“Sorry… I um… you don’t have to if you don’t want to though.” He quickly yammered, taking a step backwards and shaking his head. God damn it he felt stupid. He was going to have a serious talk with someone when he got home. She was just a girl. Just one girl yet she had managed to put him more off his game more than pretty much anything else in his life. Had his sheltered life really left him unable to function normally with regular people? Yeah. Probably.