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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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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
@Dynamo Frokane
Boss, you're back! Oh my god, thank goodness I thought I was going to die thank you for taking the sides into control because something gave me a bad feeling about having so many but I didn't know what to do and- *huddles into arms* <<
Halp.
We really have missed you, though! There...there's a lot going on IC that you simply must check out. If you want, I can (try to keep it short ;;) summarise the events today up till now, but I remember someone else earlier did a really good job.
Oh! And Shou and I are still here.
Boss, you're back! Oh my god, thank goodness I thought I was going to die thank you for taking the sides into control because something gave me a bad feeling about having so many but I didn't know what to do and- *huddles into arms* <<
Halp.
We really have missed you, though! There...there's a lot going on IC that you simply must check out. If you want, I can (try to keep it short ;;) summarise the events today up till now, but I remember someone else earlier did a really good job.
Oh! And Shou and I are still here.
@lovely complex
Since boss is away, and...well, I have to call the shots now.
I'd say, accepted. :) But, ideally, I know you're not meant to have anime pictures specifically, but you'd make me oh-so-so happy if you could find anime equivalents for your character!
...and the sides.
Thank you! And welcome to Shine City!
Since boss is away, and...well, I have to call the shots now.
I'd say, accepted. :) But, ideally, I know you're not meant to have anime pictures specifically, but you'd make me oh-so-so happy if you could find anime equivalents for your character!
...and the sides.
Thank you! And welcome to Shine City!
@LovelyAnastasia
She could, and bump into Shou at the entrance and sparks could fly.
And I think they should be, yes. :)
She could, and bump into Shou at the entrance and sparks could fly.
And I think they should be, yes. :)
"H-hanky...panky?" Shou huffed, shooting a glance at his friend. Before he could say much more, the increasingly intoxicated raven haired woman shuffled closer and closer, until she literally was sitting on the man's lap.
...and she...wasn't staying very still.
O-oh...god.
He grimaced against the feeling she brought on. As much as he wanted to ride above that, he knew, as well as any biologist knew, that all he was was a man.
"No...thank you." he yelped back at his old friend, shifting uncomfortably in his stool, that suddenly seemed incredibly tiny. He felt her weight shift as he leaned over to talk to the dealer, and breathed a tiny sigh of relief as the weight shifted away from...well...
"It...sounds like a good time." he murmured, half to the people at the table and half into his drink, gulping down the remaining beverage in his shaking hands. "I'll...leave you two to it, then..."
Silently, he thanked the dealer for the release, and for the first time in the evening, he put his hands on the woman's waist. They trailed lower, slightly, to her hips, and he lifted her up with the gentle strength (as possible, though his hands were still trembling) of a man carrying something incredibly delicate. Fighting the urge to pull her to him again, the...stimulation leaving him breathless without a doubt, and evidently wanting, something told him that it was not tonight.
It must not have been the right time.
Boom.
A distant clap of thunder only served to strengthen this belief.
"Forgive me, Miss Mochizukki, and..." he gazed over at the dealer, still having not caught his name. He did offer the man a nervous smile, cheeks still flushed and his body warm. "I...I don't have much else I can lose, hah. Luck with gambling has never been on my side. Fortunately, however, I've had the good luck to meet you, Miss Mochizukki, and a dealer no less charming. Thank you, for...teaching me a new game, tonight. I might...stop by again."
His sentences were disjointed and forced, words slurring into each other, and as he used his hands on the woman's hips to manoeuvre her, the silver haired man slipping out of the chair on shaky legs, and placing the delicate young lady back where he was just sitting, he bowed his head to the couple, innocent and nervous still, but at least he still had his head.
...the slight bulge in his trousers told a different story, along with one of his fists balled hard, so the nails pressed into his palm. He exhaled shallowly, before wrapping the scarf he wore a little more tightly around his neck. Unfortunately, on attempting to walk, well...
"S-shit." he swore under his breath. His head was light from standing up after so long sitting down and his vision was bleary. This often happened to our beloved biology professor, though he hated it incredibly much. The momentary incapacitation when standing up suddenly...
"O-Ollie..." he stuttered, his words breathy and him using a hand against the table to steady himself.
"...can I ask you to...take me home? The old Ford's out...by the parking lot. Believe it or not...I still stay where we used to, hah. Just on the outskirts of the main city."
He paused, placing a shaking hand on his friend's shoulder. "...you've been gone for four years. I think there's a lot to...talk about."
@Delta44
@Takashi
@Bozo
Time Skip to later at night! (Write up your final posts before wrapping up for the evening. It will be ~3 am. Note, there's a storm coming, with rain and thunder and lightning. Keep safe!)
...and she...wasn't staying very still.
O-oh...god.
He grimaced against the feeling she brought on. As much as he wanted to ride above that, he knew, as well as any biologist knew, that all he was was a man.
"No...thank you." he yelped back at his old friend, shifting uncomfortably in his stool, that suddenly seemed incredibly tiny. He felt her weight shift as he leaned over to talk to the dealer, and breathed a tiny sigh of relief as the weight shifted away from...well...
"It...sounds like a good time." he murmured, half to the people at the table and half into his drink, gulping down the remaining beverage in his shaking hands. "I'll...leave you two to it, then..."
Silently, he thanked the dealer for the release, and for the first time in the evening, he put his hands on the woman's waist. They trailed lower, slightly, to her hips, and he lifted her up with the gentle strength (as possible, though his hands were still trembling) of a man carrying something incredibly delicate. Fighting the urge to pull her to him again, the...stimulation leaving him breathless without a doubt, and evidently wanting, something told him that it was not tonight.
It must not have been the right time.
Boom.
A distant clap of thunder only served to strengthen this belief.
"Forgive me, Miss Mochizukki, and..." he gazed over at the dealer, still having not caught his name. He did offer the man a nervous smile, cheeks still flushed and his body warm. "I...I don't have much else I can lose, hah. Luck with gambling has never been on my side. Fortunately, however, I've had the good luck to meet you, Miss Mochizukki, and a dealer no less charming. Thank you, for...teaching me a new game, tonight. I might...stop by again."
His sentences were disjointed and forced, words slurring into each other, and as he used his hands on the woman's hips to manoeuvre her, the silver haired man slipping out of the chair on shaky legs, and placing the delicate young lady back where he was just sitting, he bowed his head to the couple, innocent and nervous still, but at least he still had his head.
...the slight bulge in his trousers told a different story, along with one of his fists balled hard, so the nails pressed into his palm. He exhaled shallowly, before wrapping the scarf he wore a little more tightly around his neck. Unfortunately, on attempting to walk, well...
"S-shit." he swore under his breath. His head was light from standing up after so long sitting down and his vision was bleary. This often happened to our beloved biology professor, though he hated it incredibly much. The momentary incapacitation when standing up suddenly...
"O-Ollie..." he stuttered, his words breathy and him using a hand against the table to steady himself.
"...can I ask you to...take me home? The old Ford's out...by the parking lot. Believe it or not...I still stay where we used to, hah. Just on the outskirts of the main city."
He paused, placing a shaking hand on his friend's shoulder. "...you've been gone for four years. I think there's a lot to...talk about."
@Delta44
@Takashi
@Bozo
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Time Skip to later at night! (Write up your final posts before wrapping up for the evening. It will be ~3 am. Note, there's a storm coming, with rain and thunder and lightning. Keep safe!)
Help drowning pls
I'm about as...in-a-predicament as Shou is with your latest post, @Delta44
o///o !
As for the questions, @KoL, it does snow in Shine City! And, if I had boss' vision in mind right, it should be around the 18th of December, making Sunday morning the 19th. We can time skip to Christmas soon, folks! And then new year!
(Speaking of, happy new year to all!)
@Narcotic Dollie
My darling, that would be fabulous! What I really want done however is the day started with our favourite radio host, especially commenting on the arcade tourney, the storm that will have brewed and Christmas being only - gasp - five days away.
Thanks, Doll!
Enjoy yourselves, everyone!
I'm about as...in-a-predicament as Shou is with your latest post, @Delta44
o///o !
As for the questions, @KoL, it does snow in Shine City! And, if I had boss' vision in mind right, it should be around the 18th of December, making Sunday morning the 19th. We can time skip to Christmas soon, folks! And then new year!
(Speaking of, happy new year to all!)
@Narcotic Dollie
My darling, that would be fabulous! What I really want done however is the day started with our favourite radio host, especially commenting on the arcade tourney, the storm that will have brewed and Christmas being only - gasp - five days away.
Thanks, Doll!
Enjoy yourselves, everyone!
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! :D
@Jig we love you too. <3
I love when there's lots of OOC chatter. And it can have noting to do with the RP, at all, and still, everyone's just laughing and having a good time together. Like...gasp, friends!
I was talking to someone from one of the RPs I'm in about another personal project of mine, and they were wonderful enough to go through it and brainstorm with me and talk me through new avenues I didn't even think to explore.
Ooh! And and. I've never spoken to them before, but reading @Guess Who's status updates whenever there are any always fill me with
determination
Inspiration! Thank you, whoever you are!
@Jig we love you too. <3
I love when there's lots of OOC chatter. And it can have noting to do with the RP, at all, and still, everyone's just laughing and having a good time together. Like...gasp, friends!
I was talking to someone from one of the RPs I'm in about another personal project of mine, and they were wonderful enough to go through it and brainstorm with me and talk me through new avenues I didn't even think to explore.
Ooh! And and. I've never spoken to them before, but reading @Guess Who's status updates whenever there are any always fill me with
determination
Inspiration! Thank you, whoever you are!
Alright, folks! Letting you know that we'll have a minor time skip to late Saturday night, with a storm a-brewing(as per potential mass murderer character development opportunities, of course!) soon, but you all might only need one post then each recalling the night's events or what have you. Then, after everyone makes that one post (if at all)I believe I'll have to push us forward to Sunday morning.
Is that good?
Boss, I'm trying! ;;
PS: Anyone who hasn't been posting for Christmas or the new year, don't worry, a new day (IC) is a new start. :)
Is that good?
Boss, I'm trying! ;;
PS: Anyone who hasn't been posting for Christmas or the new year, don't worry, a new day (IC) is a new start. :)
"Aw, Ollie...four years and you haven't changed one bit!" Shou returned the grin, his more childish side coming out as he messed up his senior's dark hair in a gesture shared by longtime friends. It was the same as always, haphazard because of his signature hat but kept together to complete the detective's overall 'slick' appearance. Shou had decided, a long time ago, he liked his friend's hair messy, even more so when he was the cause for it. And how could he resist?
Had it really been four years?
Four years since...
A pang of heartache knocked the breath out of the professor, though he inhaled sharply and attempted to keep it together, to the point where maybe only Oliver would notice, the way he became when he thought about her.
He shook his head, smiling with hooded eyes and a knowing look about his more playful demeanour now as his friend threw caution to the wind and snagged himself a White Russian. "They're amazing, Ollie. I simply cannot get enough, really..."
When he returned to Shou, the waitress still trembling as she took orders, the white haired man acquired the same, or similar, level of discomfort at being asked whether Ryoki was his girlfriend. "I wis- Well, I...Err, uuuuhhh..."
He felt his face heat up again. Maybe if she was further away, he'd be able to speak his mind. It did not help that she was all but sitting on his lap at this point.
That Long Island Iced Tea won't help!
And Oliver's cards were swiftly dealt, and they played, at long last!
On the very first hand, Shou lucked out.
"Must...be my lucky day." he repeated, a little startled. Beginner's luck in its most tormenting form...
Of course, Shou could not resist the temptation that grips us all.
---
And before anyone knew it, twelve hands had passed. In that time, Shou had finished the earlier drink and swapped to a Screwdriver. Those tropical drinks, huh?
He had also near suffered a nosebleed at both the innocent dark haired waitress, and Ryoki, wanting...a bunny suit...
His luck had a funny way of failing him, however. He sat, dumbfounded, at the miserable fortune he had been receiving. Every decision was wrong. Every move backfired.
Though, with the drinks kicking in slowly, he was definitely less inhibited, and that must have been the only reason he had kept going for so long without politely refusing to play anymore, for fear of losing any more. Something about the environment was perfect for good friends and good dames alike.
"So, Ollie. All these years, did you ever make any progress on that...ugh. That one guy...you were sure? The...Wea-" Shou began, chocolate eyes staring almost through his friend's. Was it that he was looking for solace? Salvation? Answers?
He was cut off before anything else left his lips, his arm suddenly feeling quite heavy, and...
Gah! Wait...a-are those...
...oh god.
He shuddered evidently at the feeling, his pale cheeks otherwise going bright red as he subconsciously leaned away from Ryoki on his arm (literally) and into Oliver, who would have seen the look on the professor's face.
"M-m-m-m-m-miss Mochizukki, a...ahaha! No, I...Oliver, I...we...haha, I...I'm sure you...you'll win...the next hands, ah, goodness! I mean, you're so bea-...bre-...brilliant, I...I..."
Women were evil.
Shou felt his head go light, and his appearance must have let it become quite apparent as well, the easily flustered man almost passing out and murmuring in rapid fire Japanese. His words melted into each other in stammering and stuttering and he could not so much as keep his eyes from drifting low...lower, right under his nose. Her lovely face, intoxicated and glowing with the casino's gold lights. And her...definitely lovely figure, and...round, so-very-soft.
He bit his tongue. Maybe it was the drinks, but he was lost for words indeed. The very core of his being ached ever so softly, and he could almost kick himself for it.
"Indeed...she was very, very cute, and...a-as are you, Miss Mochizukki, pl-please...I..."
All he could muster were flustered half sentences, giving her a nervous smile with the brown eyes of both a voracious tiger, startled deer and innocent lamb.
This woman would eat him alive, that's for sure.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced over at the Dealer with flushed cheeks and a silent plea, "what to do". He couldn't gaze over at Ollie, almost leaning back into the man himself at supporting the weight of Ryoki and himself on the stool.
...what an interesting evening.
@Delta44
@Bozo
@Takashi
@KoL
Had it really been four years?
Four years since...
A pang of heartache knocked the breath out of the professor, though he inhaled sharply and attempted to keep it together, to the point where maybe only Oliver would notice, the way he became when he thought about her.
He shook his head, smiling with hooded eyes and a knowing look about his more playful demeanour now as his friend threw caution to the wind and snagged himself a White Russian. "They're amazing, Ollie. I simply cannot get enough, really..."
When he returned to Shou, the waitress still trembling as she took orders, the white haired man acquired the same, or similar, level of discomfort at being asked whether Ryoki was his girlfriend. "I wis- Well, I...Err, uuuuhhh..."
He felt his face heat up again. Maybe if she was further away, he'd be able to speak his mind. It did not help that she was all but sitting on his lap at this point.
That Long Island Iced Tea won't help!
And Oliver's cards were swiftly dealt, and they played, at long last!
On the very first hand, Shou lucked out.
"Must...be my lucky day." he repeated, a little startled. Beginner's luck in its most tormenting form...
Of course, Shou could not resist the temptation that grips us all.
---
And before anyone knew it, twelve hands had passed. In that time, Shou had finished the earlier drink and swapped to a Screwdriver. Those tropical drinks, huh?
He had also near suffered a nosebleed at both the innocent dark haired waitress, and Ryoki, wanting...a bunny suit...
His luck had a funny way of failing him, however. He sat, dumbfounded, at the miserable fortune he had been receiving. Every decision was wrong. Every move backfired.
Though, with the drinks kicking in slowly, he was definitely less inhibited, and that must have been the only reason he had kept going for so long without politely refusing to play anymore, for fear of losing any more. Something about the environment was perfect for good friends and good dames alike.
"So, Ollie. All these years, did you ever make any progress on that...ugh. That one guy...you were sure? The...Wea-" Shou began, chocolate eyes staring almost through his friend's. Was it that he was looking for solace? Salvation? Answers?
He was cut off before anything else left his lips, his arm suddenly feeling quite heavy, and...
Gah! Wait...a-are those...
...oh god.
He shuddered evidently at the feeling, his pale cheeks otherwise going bright red as he subconsciously leaned away from Ryoki on his arm (literally) and into Oliver, who would have seen the look on the professor's face.
"M-m-m-m-m-miss Mochizukki, a...ahaha! No, I...Oliver, I...we...haha, I...I'm sure you...you'll win...the next hands, ah, goodness! I mean, you're so bea-...bre-...brilliant, I...I..."
Women were evil.
Shou felt his head go light, and his appearance must have let it become quite apparent as well, the easily flustered man almost passing out and murmuring in rapid fire Japanese. His words melted into each other in stammering and stuttering and he could not so much as keep his eyes from drifting low...lower, right under his nose. Her lovely face, intoxicated and glowing with the casino's gold lights. And her...definitely lovely figure, and...round, so-very-soft.
He bit his tongue. Maybe it was the drinks, but he was lost for words indeed. The very core of his being ached ever so softly, and he could almost kick himself for it.
"Indeed...she was very, very cute, and...a-as are you, Miss Mochizukki, pl-please...I..."
All he could muster were flustered half sentences, giving her a nervous smile with the brown eyes of both a voracious tiger, startled deer and innocent lamb.
This woman would eat him alive, that's for sure.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced over at the Dealer with flushed cheeks and a silent plea, "what to do". He couldn't gaze over at Ollie, almost leaning back into the man himself at supporting the weight of Ryoki and himself on the stool.
...what an interesting evening.
@Delta44
@Bozo
@Takashi
@KoL
HATOFUL BOYFRIEBD, GUYS.
@Dynamo Frokane Boss is the one you'll have to speak to about that, comrade. :)
We haven't seen your cute face in a while, man! Where you been?
@Dynamo Frokane Boss is the one you'll have to speak to about that, comrade. :)
We haven't seen your cute face in a while, man! Where you been?
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