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I'm sorry, I'm not sure that I can keep up with a roleplay right now.
I'm sorry, I've been in and out of the hospital a ton lately; I should be able to get something together tomorrow.
I sent you a PM about the Starlight Springs premise!
There we go!
As A approached her, Ada visibly tensed up. She brought her hands in front of her, like she was spoiling for a fight; for the first time, A could get a good look at the discoloration on Ada's left hand, how it covered most of the back of her hand, curled around her pinkie and index finger, and disappeared back up her sleeve. Ada's eyes watched the other woman intently; she glanced briefly around, like she was considering escape routes, before returning to scare worriedly at A. It seemed a tossup whether she'd run off or throw a punch.

The moment of tension seemed to pass as A started talking. Ada let out the breath she'd been holding; as she took another, slow and deep, her arms fell to her sides, and her gaze to the floor. She shifted, ever so slightly, to hide her left side and the worst of her scars. "S- sorry," she said, in spite of A's reassurance. "N- new people are, uhm... k- kind of hard for me, even at the best of times, a- and I don't think I'm alone in thinking, uhm, this isn't one of those times, right?" She glanced at A's face, almost furtively, like she was trying to judge her reaction without making it obvious.

"I, uhm, I hope we can uncover that truth together." Ada's voice was stronger than before - quiet, still, but not so shaky; this time, she managed to look A in the eye and hold it. "W- would you mind if we stuck t- together for the time being?"




As the shadow-thing stared them down, Ada's response was a low, guarded whisper, and surprisingly calm given her earlier freak-out. "Pia's right," she said. "It knows we're here, but we don't know what it wants. I- if it attacks, run for it." She looked to each of her teammates, making sure they weren't planning anything stupid. "R- right? There's no way w- we can fight it."
I'm interested in this, but it's been a long time since I've done much forum roleplay; is it okay if I use some side fiction from my indie game as a writing sample?

I'd be interested in the "scholar/priest" role or the brother sister role.
Hey, this looks interesting! I've got a couple characters I've played before who'd fit right in, or I could make up someone new. Why don't you tell me more about what you're looking for in a character and if there are any themes you'd like to explore? I, myself, have a strong affinity for characters of different backgrounds, be they rooted in culture or socioeconomic class or religion or just upbringing, so I'll definitely be keeping an eye out for some sort of odd couple pairing like that. Speaking of couples, were you picturing their relationship moving in a romantic direction?

When it comes to playing multiple characters, I actually consider that one of my strong points. For the past three-going-on-four years, I've been writing for a video game (just a hobby thing, nothing commercial), and we ended up with over fifty voiced roles by the end of it. I tried to give all of them well-realized personalities, and I think I mostly succeeded, even for the random one-off bit parts. I can send you some samples if you're curious.

I'm certainly open to pursuing the idea as you originally described it, backpacking throughout Europe or something, but I'd also be open to putting a bit of a fantastical spin on it. Maybe this is the near future or an alternate history, or some kind of fantasy world (I have an idea in this space that might appeal to you); maybe we could go really all-out and do some kind of dimension-hopping premise. Alternatively, if you're in the mood for exploration, I do have a parallel world that I'm quite fond of - it's Earth-like, and there's nothing supernatural about it, but all the countries and cultures and histories are different - that we could do something with, although that does leave open a lot of questions, like who visits who's world and how. These are all just different options, and at the end of the day, I'm totally down to stick with the real world, too. I'm generally a pretty open-minded person :)
And there we go! Hope that works ^^
Ada





The others woke slowly, it seemed, disoriented and groggy, gradually coming to in their pods. Not so the woman in the leftmost pod. She lay quiet, motionless, doing her best to remain hidden while the strange man gave his strange speech. Only once he was gone did the screaming start. She sat bolt upright, a mess of dark hair flying out behind her. Her words, at first, made no sense, like she was speaking an unfamiliar language; she abruptly switched to English, and whether she was any more comprehensible for it is a matter of opinion. "Every possible demon's unhallowed genitalia," she said, "fucking ow!"

She had quite a striking appearance, this strange yelling woman. She was of some East Asian descent, with straight black hair and light brown skin. She could almost have been pretty, in another context; even the strange purple scars protruding from under her clothes to wind around her neck and left arm wouldn't have been a deal-breaker. But there was something about her eyes, a haggard, worried look as they moved between her newfound companions, scanning each in turn before moving on. She was thin - scrawny, even - with dark circles under her eyes. The intensity of her reaction couldn't be entirely explained by her surroundings.

Gradually - over what seemed to her to be a very long time, but was really only seconds - the strange woman brought herself back under control; she finally remembered to breathe. She looked down, busying herself with something in the pod. She found a pair of glasses, and returned them to their rightful place on her nose; she then took something else, which wasn't immediately visible. As she exited the pod, three things became clear. She was tiny, barely five feet tall, and her scarring wasn't just limited to her upper body; the thing she'd taken was a book, a thin paperback that had seen better days. For a moment, she was distracted by the barcode tattooed on her right shoulder; then she stepped forward.

"Uhm, hey," the strange woman said. "I- I'm sorry you, ah, I'm sorry you h- heard that. I..." Her voice was no more substantial than the rest of her, and soon trailed off. "It j- just really hurt, ah, b- because..."

She glanced down at her left hand, where her scars were at their worst; or, perhaps, at the book she was holding. She paused, then, to fuss with her hair, adjusting it so it covered her shoulders, the back of her neck, as much of the angry purple splotches as it could. She again became distracted by the barcode, but couldn't quite hide it, and soon gave up. LO-314-A4A-11. Is that supposed to mean me?

"...it d- doesn't matter," she said, frowning and looking away. "Uhm, I- I don't think y- you know anything m- more than I do, right? S- so I guess we'll be working together. You can call me, ah..."

Lo? No, that didn't sound right. Eleven? Even worse, and the other number was far too long. That left only one possibility, but in that there was some promise. The fourth letter of the alphabet, after all, was D.

"...Ada, i- if you want to."
Hey, everyone, just a heads-up that my posting schedule is a little erratic right now - my wife's been going through chemotherapy and the last round didn't go smoothly. It's nothing too serious, but she's in the hospital being monitored to be safe. The timing here really sucks and I do hope to get up a post after work tonight, and this shouldn't be an ongoing thing going forwards. I just wanted to keep y'all in the loop.
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