MyCatGinger
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STATUS: In the beginning were the Words, and the Words made the world. I am the Words. The Words are everything. Where the Words end the world ends. You cannot go forward in an absence of space. Repeat. 7 yrs ago
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In the beginning were the Words, and the Words made the world. I am the Words. The Words are everything. Where the Words end the world ends. You cannot go forward in an absence of space. Repeat.
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you feel your statuses crawling on your back
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I love you!
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J-Lite is my bias omg (and I don't even like K-pop but wow.)
Bio
Call me Ginger!
GMT+1
Future veterinarian, presently irreverently funny self-deprecator and literature hobbyist.
Casual-advanced. 1x1 and Group RP, no preference.
Up to make mischief, make memories, and make a fool of myself.
And maybe roleplay a little on the side. :)
Dating @Mateotis who is much more active than I am here, but also decidedly a much more gifted writer/poet. Hound him if you're looking for me.
A little sickly and evidently severely lacking in impulse-control, so patience is appreciated in general.
I'll remain forever royal,
I'll repay my parents' debt.
Duty means doing the things your heart may well regret.
GMT+1
Future veterinarian, presently irreverently funny self-deprecator and literature hobbyist.
Casual-advanced. 1x1 and Group RP, no preference.
Up to make mischief, make memories, and make a fool of myself.
And maybe roleplay a little on the side. :)
Dating @Mateotis who is much more active than I am here, but also decidedly a much more gifted writer/poet. Hound him if you're looking for me.
A little sickly and evidently severely lacking in impulse-control, so patience is appreciated in general.
I'll remain forever royal,
I'll repay my parents' debt.
Duty means doing the things your heart may well regret.
Most Recent Posts
Rising from the grave has occurred, huzzah!
"Mmm? You..." the girl cocked her head to the side. He'd dropped off mid-sentence, and curiosity was something that often got the better of her. The words that did come out made her frown a little, though it didn't last for very long at all. "Hey, I don't either, like I said. Maybe we could look for one together? I don't know, do you even want to be in a guild? Doesn't seem you're with anyone here...no party-members around. But...hey. unfortunately means you don't want to be alone, I'm presuming. Yeah, I think I'll have your back. You seem pretty cool."
She smirked now and tossed her head back to gaze up at the sky. The day was crawling on pretty fast. The sun which had been overhead a while ago had moved across the sky, approaching its setting-place on the horizon surely. Slowly, but surely. Night would fall. This would be the night of the beginning. The night where everyone would have to be on their best guard. The night where survival meant more than anything. And tonight wasn't a night you could go alone.
She tuned in to just catch the last bits of his sentence and his turning away, and though the actions made her brow furrow for just a minute, it was dismissed with a motion of her hand. "Hey. A warrior isn't so bad. I think it's promising. I think...I think it's exciting. You can get to work on yourself, to be whatever you want to be. The game decides based on your abilities, right? Gaia does, that is. Think of it this way. Maybe you're equally good at everything, so the game would let you decide, mm? Heh...if I had a choice, I'd totally be some bowman on a horse, riding it around and shooting people left and right. But in a world like this, they've got guns too. Bows...just don't cut it anymore." she sighed a little here, her fingers moving to her bangs and pushing them back by running through them as she looked up at the man with another smile just after, though smaller, more sincere. "It's really okay. I think it won't be long before Gaia tells you what you are."
Her smile widened when he turned back to face her, and she chuckled a little when he did indeed bow so low. She was tempted to follow suit, the man meant no harm after all. But refrained, if only just for the moment. "It's very nice to meet you too, fancy-pants. Haha, no, I'm only joking. Zen. That sounds a lot nicer. And hey, we're friends now, are we?" her eyebrow rose and she waved her hand in an arc, bringing up the menu. A friend for the night was invaluable.
No, not in that way!
Her hand hovered over the friend request button and she tapped and waved, bringing up the sheet and pressing send to the man's inventory. Though, she wouldn't admit, she had to stare at his name on his profile and copy it down symbol for symbol, letter for letter, even making a mistake, before she got it right. She pressed send, and the message would glitter up on the man's dashboard.
"Lovissa Everglade would like to add you as a friend. Do you accept?
>Yes
No"
She smirked now and tossed her head back to gaze up at the sky. The day was crawling on pretty fast. The sun which had been overhead a while ago had moved across the sky, approaching its setting-place on the horizon surely. Slowly, but surely. Night would fall. This would be the night of the beginning. The night where everyone would have to be on their best guard. The night where survival meant more than anything. And tonight wasn't a night you could go alone.
She tuned in to just catch the last bits of his sentence and his turning away, and though the actions made her brow furrow for just a minute, it was dismissed with a motion of her hand. "Hey. A warrior isn't so bad. I think it's promising. I think...I think it's exciting. You can get to work on yourself, to be whatever you want to be. The game decides based on your abilities, right? Gaia does, that is. Think of it this way. Maybe you're equally good at everything, so the game would let you decide, mm? Heh...if I had a choice, I'd totally be some bowman on a horse, riding it around and shooting people left and right. But in a world like this, they've got guns too. Bows...just don't cut it anymore." she sighed a little here, her fingers moving to her bangs and pushing them back by running through them as she looked up at the man with another smile just after, though smaller, more sincere. "It's really okay. I think it won't be long before Gaia tells you what you are."
Her smile widened when he turned back to face her, and she chuckled a little when he did indeed bow so low. She was tempted to follow suit, the man meant no harm after all. But refrained, if only just for the moment. "It's very nice to meet you too, fancy-pants. Haha, no, I'm only joking. Zen. That sounds a lot nicer. And hey, we're friends now, are we?" her eyebrow rose and she waved her hand in an arc, bringing up the menu. A friend for the night was invaluable.
No, not in that way!
Her hand hovered over the friend request button and she tapped and waved, bringing up the sheet and pressing send to the man's inventory. Though, she wouldn't admit, she had to stare at his name on his profile and copy it down symbol for symbol, letter for letter, even making a mistake, before she got it right. She pressed send, and the message would glitter up on the man's dashboard.
"Lovissa Everglade would like to add you as a friend. Do you accept?
>Yes
No"
OH god no. >>" "I was playing another prank, huzzah! I'm actually a guy!" *whips off clothing* "The darkness remains, but as you can see, I clearly have a dick!"
"..."
"...what, not funny? I thought it was a great prank! Got'cha!"
"..."
"...what, not funny? I thought it was a great prank! Got'cha!"
Hey, Windel? Do you fancy the idea of a harem?
I know my sheet's already been accepted and all, but if it bothers nobody else really, (Except HYMN BECAUSE HIS OPINION DOES NOT COUNT BECAUSE WHO WOULDN'T WANT THIS.) I'd like to give my character a genderbend, hm. >> He can still come off as psychotic as male. I can imagine him having the husky-ass voice and everything too. Personality won't change, just the hers to hims and the appearance, I believe.
I know my sheet's already been accepted and all, but if it bothers nobody else really, (Except HYMN BECAUSE HIS OPINION DOES NOT COUNT BECAUSE WHO WOULDN'T WANT THIS.) I'd like to give my character a genderbend, hm. >> He can still come off as psychotic as male. I can imagine him having the husky-ass voice and everything too. Personality won't change, just the hers to hims and the appearance, I believe.
"Whoa whoa whoa." the boy flinched as the redhead made her way right past him, standing by the door before he even got a chance to get another word out. Before his gaze met hers, it settled on the blonde, and he mouthed a quiet 'help me' with a chuckle following right after, blinking down at the red-haired girl as he made his way past her and stood outside the room, bowing his head to her in respect. "Meant nothing of it, sweetheart. See, this really is a new country to me. Signs are a bit twisted. Rules are a bit off. People are a bit strange. A guy like me, I could get lost anywhere, really."
He smirked. That really wasn't the case, back home at least. "Okay, miss student-council-representative. I'm all yours. Show me where I'm supposed to go, and I'll willingly follow. In fact, I think I might just have to, haha."
His hand moved to his glasses and he adjusted them as he gazed up, blankly at the ceiling, and then let his eyes trail down until they stopped at the same damned sign that misled him. It wasn't his fault, it looked almost exactly the same to the other one! The character for "dormitory" did, anyway. Nonetheless, he followed the girl, humming a quiet tune and tugging the trolley-bag along behind him, careful not to hurt anyone in the process.
"This doesn't seem like such a bad place after all, huh? So you were here last year, what do you think it's like?"
He smirked. That really wasn't the case, back home at least. "Okay, miss student-council-representative. I'm all yours. Show me where I'm supposed to go, and I'll willingly follow. In fact, I think I might just have to, haha."
His hand moved to his glasses and he adjusted them as he gazed up, blankly at the ceiling, and then let his eyes trail down until they stopped at the same damned sign that misled him. It wasn't his fault, it looked almost exactly the same to the other one! The character for "dormitory" did, anyway. Nonetheless, he followed the girl, humming a quiet tune and tugging the trolley-bag along behind him, careful not to hurt anyone in the process.
"This doesn't seem like such a bad place after all, huh? So you were here last year, what do you think it's like?"
@Aldridge: Seems like Ryu and Leo are going to be roommates then. Fun, fun!
It's a beautiful harem!
GODDAMN do I want to give my character a gender-swap just because I can't stand seeing all these lovely ladies unsatisfied.
I did not just say that. I did not just say that.
Besides, who doesn't love the riddler for a boyfriend? Right?
GODDAMN do I want to give my character a gender-swap just because I can't stand seeing all these lovely ladies unsatisfied.
I did not just say that. I did not just say that.
Besides, who doesn't love the riddler for a boyfriend? Right?
And waiting for posts, the fruit of my labour has spawned itself in four hours of sitting down and creation.
Not bad, fufuf. Not bad at all.
It's meant to be a self-portrait, so now we know how I look like. << Huzzah.
EDIT: Trust me, I look more feminine than that. << And then there are my terrible art skills that distort things, bahaha.
Not bad, fufuf. Not bad at all.
It's meant to be a self-portrait, so now we know how I look like. << Huzzah.
EDIT: Trust me, I look more feminine than that. << And then there are my terrible art skills that distort things, bahaha.
Brilliant! :DD
...please don't punch him in the face for being a bit of a pervert, he's delicate. >>"
...please don't punch him in the face for being a bit of a pervert, he's delicate. >>"
Oh my fuck, that hurts!
The girl with the glasses kicked violently against the man for the time in which she felt something wrap around her ankle and sink into it. It was still incredibly dark, but the sounds were evidently clear. When the first crackling came, she almost thought the man had bitten right through her bone and she'd lose her ability to walk properly forever. That wouldn't happen. For the entire duration of the ordeal, she screamed and cried and her fists rained punches down on the creature's head. "You don't know who you're messing with. I'll kill you, you bastard!"
And when the man pulled away she fell backwards, panting with a sense of triumphance, that her punches had done the trick. But it was not to be, when the speaker cracked and came to life and her ears shot upwards, and the pain in her leg was numbed for the time being.
Though she had wanted to yell, she held her tongue for the moment. The man couldn't hear her. She didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing. It would prove easier for escape but at the expense of all the trickery she wanted to commit and slurs she wanted to spit at him. Mizuki growled a little under her breath, a little shaken when the uproar rose from somewhere muffled, somewhere far away. Somewhere outside the little..."thing" they were inside. There was music that followed after.
Who the hell is Ryuko? Whoever she is, hell, he'd better stop torturing her family. If...if they're anything like mine... Oh, Mama, Papa...no! No no no!
She wanted to curl up and pound the ground with her fists. "No...no no no no no!"
Someone asked her if she was okay. Evidently not.
"...me? Yeah, I'm...fine. Just bleeding." the wet, sticky feeling at her ankle confirmed her suspicions. "And I wanna get out of here. Introductions sound fine. I have no idea who you all are, but you can call me Neko-chan. No, I kid, haha. Mizuki. The pleasure of being stuck with you is all mine. "
She smirked here, though in the darkness nothing could be seen still.
So far it was a young man, and a young woman, and herself. Was that all?
Apparently not. Another voice filled the room, calm and soothing, and Mizuki's ears darted around to find the source.
"Actually, I think we're in hell. Its embodiment, anyway, ahaha! No, no really, we're just probably in some really dark room in some really creepy research facility with some really creepy mad scientist called 'Jabberwocky' who makes mutant creatures just to come after and kill innocent children like ourselves."
Wait. That sounded too much like out of a comic book.
"I couuuuuld be wrong, of course..."
The girl with the glasses kicked violently against the man for the time in which she felt something wrap around her ankle and sink into it. It was still incredibly dark, but the sounds were evidently clear. When the first crackling came, she almost thought the man had bitten right through her bone and she'd lose her ability to walk properly forever. That wouldn't happen. For the entire duration of the ordeal, she screamed and cried and her fists rained punches down on the creature's head. "You don't know who you're messing with. I'll kill you, you bastard!"
And when the man pulled away she fell backwards, panting with a sense of triumphance, that her punches had done the trick. But it was not to be, when the speaker cracked and came to life and her ears shot upwards, and the pain in her leg was numbed for the time being.
Though she had wanted to yell, she held her tongue for the moment. The man couldn't hear her. She didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing. It would prove easier for escape but at the expense of all the trickery she wanted to commit and slurs she wanted to spit at him. Mizuki growled a little under her breath, a little shaken when the uproar rose from somewhere muffled, somewhere far away. Somewhere outside the little..."thing" they were inside. There was music that followed after.
Who the hell is Ryuko? Whoever she is, hell, he'd better stop torturing her family. If...if they're anything like mine... Oh, Mama, Papa...no! No no no!
She wanted to curl up and pound the ground with her fists. "No...no no no no no!"
Someone asked her if she was okay. Evidently not.
"...me? Yeah, I'm...fine. Just bleeding." the wet, sticky feeling at her ankle confirmed her suspicions. "And I wanna get out of here. Introductions sound fine. I have no idea who you all are, but you can call me Neko-chan. No, I kid, haha. Mizuki. The pleasure of being stuck with you is all mine. "
She smirked here, though in the darkness nothing could be seen still.
So far it was a young man, and a young woman, and herself. Was that all?
Apparently not. Another voice filled the room, calm and soothing, and Mizuki's ears darted around to find the source.
"Actually, I think we're in hell. Its embodiment, anyway, ahaha! No, no really, we're just probably in some really dark room in some really creepy research facility with some really creepy mad scientist called 'Jabberwocky' who makes mutant creatures just to come after and kill innocent children like ourselves."
Wait. That sounded too much like out of a comic book.
"I couuuuuld be wrong, of course..."
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