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5 yrs ago
Current I am really back this time... after YEARS away. Jeeze.... x.x
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9 yrs ago
Um.... I think I'm back... Maybe.
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Soooo, basically I've been role playing for... fifteen years? I've been writing longer than that though... more along the lines of thirteen years. I'm 30, have a kiddo, and am happily married. So, I'm probably older than the majority of you on here but I love to write... I'm odd. I love to set and create ideas in my head but I don't really like to GM... I'm more of a throw everyone together and see what happens sort. Also, because I do have a kiddo my schedule is a little unpredictable. I can't promise much though I try to post at least once a day.

I enjoy high fantasy, mystery, drama, and romance BUT I don't do smutty play. I prefer to fade to black when things get steamy... Partly because I'm happily married and partly because I don't want the main focus in my plays to be smutt. I have several characters I adore and can't quite lead myself to give up on... I love expanding and evolving their stories so feel free to ask me about them and some of my roleplay ideas.... I have many.

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Aevah could hear the bitterness in Kyrtaar's voice and sighed softly, deciding to let it go for the night. On the one hand she agreed with him. If nothing else, living on the streets had made her cynical. She knew better than to believe someone wouldn't use you if given the chance but on the other hand living that way gave only loneliness. She was about to go to sleep when something hit her, hard like a massive headache. She laid down and pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to ride it out as Kyrtaar slept... It was only after an hour of pain that she dared to try and move, and stepped outside her body.

Without the weaknesses of her physical form she could see fine, she could see the moonlight, she could see Kyrtaar and his aura. She could see fireflies and their auras... like stars over the field. Then, she felt as if she was being dragged... pulled along by some invisible force. She fought, hard.... She knew what could happen if you left your body too far behind. In moments all her fight became for naught as things around her shifted and changed. Suddenly, she was in the middle of a battle looking out of someone else's eyes... She wasn't sure whose but she found herself throwing a skeleton a sword... a skeleton wearing Mhundir's clothing.

Your sacrifice was for naught... he abandoned his flesh and now is alive by fell magic. Your sacrifice was for nothing... use the vial.

The voice whispering in her ears was the Norn? Or was it? She couldn't tell, it sounded like a young girls, a woman, and then an old crone.... all jumbled into one. Past, present, future... it threatened to swarm her. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, when she opened them there was nothing... nothing at all but she could feel the cool of the wind on her skin and smell the rain on the air.... or was that the dew?

She heard Kyrtaar wake and could feel vague warmth on her skin... it must be early morning. She heard him begin tending to the fire and scanned the field, she might be blind but seeing auras meant that maybe she could still hunt... if she could see her arms. She held her hands out in front of her and discovered she could see nothing of them. She sighed, it would have been too good to be true if she'd been able to. She could see a rabbit and wondered if she told Kyrtaar where it is if he'd be able to blast it without turning it into a charred mess...

"I'm sorry... I can't hunt but there were some dried fruits and salted wrapped meat in the saddle bags... The bread is probably stale, but it's better than nothing..."
Taylor had been setting quietly... Alright, not exactly quietly since the fly that had seated itself on her apple was prattling on about how everything was her fault and if she'd just accept who she was then everything could be so much easier. Eventually, she got tired of arguing with him and shooed him away in time to look up and see a rather gangly looking boy watching her before looking at his watch and hurrying to the line. Taylor sighed and then jumped slightly as she was joined by a quiet girl a bit further down her table and in the same manner a girl with oddly colored hair on the other end. The problem was she couldn't see them right... instead a mirage like image floated over the meek girl's face of a mouse and on the other hovered butterfly wings at her back.

She shook her head to clear the images and when they were gone she immediately tensed again when a boy walked over and began bossing the mouse... Dormouse, her psyche corrected. She shook that away too and frowned deeply when the boy's eyes grew wide like saucers and pitch black... his neck stretched and his hands turned to talons. She shuddered and stood quickly, "Jabberwock... you're the jabberwock.... The vorpal sword went snicker-snack...." All this was said under her breath as she marched over to him with her plastic butter knife in hand... but it wasn't a butter knife, it was a long wicked looking dagger with arcane writing down the side... time seemed to warp around it as it swung back and forth in her grasp.

However, after only a few steps she blinked and the image faded and her blade became a plastic knife once more. She frowned and wrapped her arms around herself, obviously the meds weren't helping any with her delusions. "Hold it together... hold it together..." She took a seat once more, this time closer to the blue haired girl and the brown haired guy who'd just taken a seat... her food forgotten.

As he exposed the scars on his wrists Taylor's world somersaulted again and this time she saw brown ears above his head. "Those are some nasty scars...Anyone else's meds failing to do any good at all?"

~*~

Theo noticed that the small group had congregated and hesitated momentarily before considering going over.... Talking might make him late on finishing his lunch and that simply wouldn't do. However, loneliness won out and he walked over. "May I set here, if you've the time..." He spoke to no one and everyone in general.
~Time jump to next day~

The very first day he'd been here Theo had made sure to get the schedule for activities, lunch, medication, bed time, and everything else that the place had on a time frame. He'd neatly set out what few things the place had let him keep and made sure they were perfectly in place, no more or less than three items on any surface. Then, by the time he was done setting up the nurse had come to give him his new medication and had left after announcing lights out. He'd listened to the automatic door lock and then he'd sat on his bed listening to the constant tick of the hands on his watch... Every time he'd get nearer to sleep the sound of the watch seemed to get louder and he'd suddenly grow afraid he'd sleep too long... In the end the medication they'd given him knocked him into a dreamless sleep.

Now, he was headed to lunch which was apparently the beginning of free time during which he was allowed out among the other... tenants. He was on his way to the lunch line when he spotted a blonde girl with big blue eyes staring dejectedly at her plate and muttering at a fly that had landed on her apple. Curious he decided that after he got his tray he'd take a seat with her and see what things she was talking about with the fly... It seemed important.
I'm back! Now, I just need to get back in my groove... Time for an Alice based music vid!

You should watch. :P

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=94EvEGRbMAc
I swear I'm alive! Sorry, I was originally waiting for Hammy to post but since he is going to be so busy for so long I shall just post onwards with Aevah.
Sorry guys, got distracted with my kiddo.... :) Also, thank you for letting me know Diminuindo and your hatter is accepted whirlwind. It sounds like she could maybe have OCD, and PTSD which caused a break with reality.

@Dragonbud - I remember the name for 'slight' autism... It's Aspergers Syndrome... It's when a person is not very good with social skills even when they try to be, they avoid eye contact and can become easily frustrated or angry. They may talk with people they know very well alright but not speak to strangers at all, they do sometimes mimic but it's rare. They don't empathize well and so may tend to be blunt with the things they say and not understand at all why since what they said was true it should hurt someone's feelings. They have certain things they are very interested in and other things they ignore or brush off. They like to stick to a routine etc etc...

I will be posting tomorrow. I'm sorry for the delay but I have a kiddo I gotta do some stuff with but I WILL post tomorrow.
This play is now closed to any other characters since we now have Flutteraway playing Caterpillar as our 10th character. :) I'm giving everyone tomorrow to post and then I'm moving the rp onward. ^_^

EDIT: Also, as we now have a player for caterpillar that character is no longer the councilor but the councilor will still be played as an NPC.
Lol, if everyone had paid attention (teasing scowl), I had said that we were all going to meet upon check in as one big clusterfudge in the waiting area and that no one had been admitted yet but everyone got carried away....(waggles finger at). Also, the plan isn't to bust out of the ward... by the end of this I'm hoping they'll have 'healed themselves' in a manner of speaking.

On the meeting end of things... Oh well, cafeteria meeting sounds fine. I was, indeed, waiting on everyone else to finish posting before I posted for the white rabbit and then we'll be time jumping ahead to lunch to meet.

@DragonBeastMode - I hate to be a prude but please tone down the language a tad. I don't mind some, I do it in my posts when the character is that way, but your previous post was a little overboard. :P
why thank you :)
You're accepted, sorry I haven't replied!
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