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Hello, Hello, Hello! I decided I'd try my luck at this 1 x 1 Sub-Forum (I'm used to 1 x 1 Roleplays, but not advertising for them so bare with me!) So hopefully we can see if our writing is compatible and we enjoy the game we create!

In light of the recent stalemate that the public games I have joined are in (Sad but a seemingly not uncommon side effect of forum gaming) I've decided I'd brush off a few of my own OC's that I don't often get to play, and one style of OC in particular.

Occasionally, the urge takes me to write and roleplay a female lead who is dangerously obsessed with the poor fool who has unwittingly taken her affections.

Thisb!tchhere. More than likely:



In anime terms, a Yandere. I like playing Yandere characters, is what I am saying.

Now, for clarifications sake (and because I have recently seen this while searching for such a roleplay), I'm not the sorts to post that my character is singing creepily in a forest and she turns with a psychotic look on her face covered in blood.

Nooo. No.

One, that's probably a Yangiri. Two, it's a very flailing attempt to convince people this character is SO scary and evil. No. Nononono. I should be upfront and say that my Yandere characters are more subtle. They don't stab everything in sight, they merely observe, and act in ways that may branch off to be violent or twisted, it's a natural progression either way for some of them.

Expect some twisted minds and probably some blood, that's my warning.

About my style:

I do casual - Lit, now that I've perhaps gotten your attention (Don't go!.. ;A; ) So anywhere between a paragraph to a page or two, since I've been rping for years now and can put a fair bit of effort into my posts. For Yandere, Slice of Life and School genre's work well, but I am up for suggestion, yo!

Do not GodMod. I shouldn't even HAVE to say this but I will. And please make... an effort to spell. I make mistakes all the time, and that's fine, but text talk is a personal irk of mine. Also, I don't do mature in the sense of erotic. I just don't, sorry. Even in PM's. If it get's to that point, a fade to black is fine by me.

I'm in Scotland. Which means my time zone is GMT. Just in-case people think I'm ignoring them for not posting immediately after them. (For all you know it's midnight and I'm too tired to reply in a way that has the effort that I like to put in all my posts.)

Not liking the story/My style? Feel free to tell me and we can cease the rp! I'd much rather know that have you floating off into nothingness.

Any questions / Interested in a game? PM me! So we can talk through the details!
Yo, GM! Any word back on the other players?
KiraTheRogue said
Can I get a character sheet


Roleplayer Guild SN: What is your Screen name? Example: Pumpkinlord
Character name: What is your characters name?
Age: How old is your character?
Gender: Are you male or female?
Hometown: Where was your character born? Example: Unova/Castelia city
Starter Pokémon: What starter Pokémon will you choose?
Pic: Place a Picture of your character here
Description: Describe what your character looks like.
Personality: What is your character like as a person? How dose your character act?
Background History: What was your characters life like before the Mazitec raffle?
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Here is the character sheet from the GM's original OOC!
Ahhhh I hope they hurry! ;O; I'm so excited about this!~
There we go! I hope my post was alright! If you're worried about inactive users or people who've lost interest, just PM them if they're still interested or would rather drop out!
"Is he having a laugh?..."

Warm browns narrowed wearily towards a rather animated man and his 'Super Rare and Mega Powerful' Pokemon... from what Meryl could see, at every angle in every way, it was a Magikarp. She'd heard the rumours of this man, the one who tried to rip young and inexperienced trainers off by making them pay for the creature. Of course, it could evolve into something that terrified man and mon, but those silly enough to BUY a Magikarp usually weren't skilled or patient enough to reap the rewards of having enough time to put up with the countless, thousands of splashing. She had a good mind to call him out, but given the amount of sneers and tuts he was receiving around the small tank that had the poor, if somewhat vacant creature stuffed inside.

Maybe it would have been happier with whoever bought it.

"Hm?" Behind her, she could hear-- a girl? -- no that was a boy-- no a girl -- a -- no. Whichever gender, though certainly a person of the same or similar age to the mousey-blonde haired lass, was giving his or her mother a peice of his or her mind. A Rattata...? Perhaps they were from Kanto? Although Rattata's were wide-spread, it always felt like the trainers from Kanto made it a point to catch them when they first got their trainer licence.

Made a change from the Bidoof that waddled through the routes either side of her hometown-- and curse the trainers who looked into their beady, souless eyes and considered them cute. She had seen one pushed around in a baby-buggy, and she swore it was a were-baby when her eyes first laid upon it. In Hearthome, her home town, there were ALOT of babies.

'The first Mazitec raffle has been going for one full year, all of the waiting has led up to this moment. I have here before me all the starter Pokémon displayed on this beautifully decorated table. Those of you who have sent off for the raffle know who you are. Are you ready!'

"Oh!" It was the Raffle, she could hear it! Of course she'd put in for it (after six years of begging to have a Pokemon, certainly.) but like many, she didn't expect to win. It was one of those things that other people won, and never herself. All the same, Meryl held onto her light bubble-gum toned hat that was embroidered with a large, dark fuchsia hibiscus, and stepped through the crowds until she could atleast half-see the goings on of the stage.

A near painful gasp flew into her lips.

That was... that was her name! It was, wasn't it? Yes.. yes it was!

"Oh my...Oooh my.." Cheeks flushed with prompt confusion, the girl flapped around the crowds in poor navigation until she finally reached what she assumed was the /b]correct point to wander up to the stage. "..." Lost for words too, it would seem. "...I..." Very, very lost for words. "Is this.. I.. is this real...?"
I'm still here too!
Just to drop in and say I'm back yo!
Hey guys, I'm back! Glad to see I didn't miss anything, and I hope it was alright to just go ahead and post!
Was this the place?

Well, it must have been, the sign was clearly marked, and for an experiment-- one that must have cost a hefty price to run, the place seemed to be sinisterly under-done. Merely a few feet infront of her was an ebony haired individual, perhaps the tallest man she had ever seen in her life. He was offering some type of sweet confectionery, to the girl who... seemed to be escaping. Though outwardly, such a thing did not seem to phase the girl in any way shape or form, inwardly, was another matter, however. Her eyes didn't leave the poor lass for quite some-time.

Where did she think she was going?

Pink strands sa-shayed in the form of two long pony-tails, perhaps impractically so, but then, hair dye and 'large' hairstyles were often one way to get attention, unwanted or otherwise. Gingerly did her footsteps lead her further into the Hall of which layout seemed to have been inspired by a school assembly lay-out-- particularly the chairs. She half expected a desk with a tray for crayons, but perhaps that was pushing the budget too much. "Hey..." What a strange turn out-- of course her eyes lingered on the 'hedonistic' entertainer with something very akin to horror. What WAS he wearing? Infact, was she even in the right place? 'How disgusting...'

"Are you all taking part in this too, I assume? I'm Mika, but you call me Mimi... did I miss anything?" What if everyone else was at an advantage? Something about that didn't sit well with Mika. They were ahead of the game... they had the upper-hand, at what, who knew, but it was how the lass felt when cheerful eyes scanned the faces. Lingering upon each one more than what would maybe have been considered normal behind the glass veil of her spectacles. Brown depth's narrowed slightly. They all looked interesting.
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