I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...
Yeah, right.
A few things about me...
No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen.
I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.
I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.
Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...
I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???)
-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.
-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.
-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.
-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths... -I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'... -If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...
Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!
*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*
Kaye felt her heart constrict in her chest at hearing that. She hadn't had him confirm her suspicions before, but now he had finally came out and said it, even in the presence of others. It couldn't be easy admitting that to someone, especially to people he had just met a few days ago and even more so that he had admitted it to herself. "Despite the fact that you do not believe you are technically the same person, deep down you really are. Just because your bones are made of a different material, your heart and your mind still works the same. You have Basil's memories, his feelings, and his best friend...you are Basil whether you want to believe it or not." She paused for a moment. "How long has Jace known you like this?"
Kaye sighed softly. "Basil...I know what happened between you two." She didn't know if she was crossing the line, but she felt the need to say something about it so he would know that she had somewhat of an understanding of the situation. "I don't know ya'lls backstory, but you seem to have known each other for quite awhile. Even this new version of yourself must have known him for awhile now. And if this is true...then he will come to realize that this version is the one he has come to know lately. Trust me...he will come around, you just have to give him the benefit of the doubt." She smiled at him, though it faltered. Even as she said it she didn't know if she even believed her words herself, but she had to give him some hope to go by. They were the same person in the end, and surely Jace would come to understand that...he had to.
"When we first got here yesterday, Leith and I talked to Jace. I will admit that it wasn't a pretty conversation, but it is obvious that he still loves you. He may be hurt and beyond confused right now, but he will come around. Just...have faith. The bumbling oaf will come around, just because he wants to protect you if anything else."
Raider stared at the table directly in front of him and nodded his head absentmindedly. "Umm...wasn't there another guy with you guys yesterday? Will he not be coming with us?"
Kaye could feel the tension grow to near unbearable levels at that. Hesitantly, she looked over at Basil and stared at him. "Umm...are we going to go look for him? I thought he would have been here by now." She bit her lip nervously. "You...you aren't going to actually leave him behind, are you?" Although they had only known one another for a few days, she had to admit that she was going to miss the crazy idiot.
Raider was a little surprised when Leith ordered him two mirelurk cakes and even a drink to go along with it. He watched from the corner of his eye as the waitress jotted down the order onto a small paper pad before walking away to fill the order. Once she was out of sight, he slowly turned to look at Leith as if he was trying to puzzle him out.
"What do you want with me?" he asked softly. "No one is this nice just for the sake of being nice. Not out here."
Kaye sighed heavily. "You don't have to be so suspicious all the time, you ass-hat. Can't you just accept the help and show him a little token of gratitude? We ain't asking anything from you and we don't intend to. Well, unless you go with us, of course. If you tag along then you have to pull your weight as well, just as the rest of us."
He fell silent, not knowing how to respond. This was another invitation to tag along with them, but he honestly didn't know what to do. If he didn't go along with them, then he would most likely fall back into his old ways and would probably be killed in a week on his own. Stealing was the only thing that he knew and was good at and didn't know how he would survive otherwise. If he did go with these people, then at least he would have a chance in this world. After all, they had saved him once before, so didn't that mean they didn't have any ill intent in mind for him?
After a long silence, he released a soft sigh. "If I go with you...what will I be doing?" He bit his lip nervously. Even if they gave him a satisfactory answer, there was still always the chance of them deceiving him...
"And have you guys leave me stranded in the middle of nowhere? Sorry, but no thanks." Raider then contemplated on the offer for a moment, staring at Leith intently as if trying to pry him open for information. No one was simply nice to someone for the sake of being nice, especially to a lowly raider, and there was little doubt in his mind that he had ulterior motives hidden away under that decaying skin. Although his stomach gave a fierce protest, he shook his head at the offer. "I don't need your help."
Kay rolled her eyes as she practically shoved Raider into the fourth chair that was originally reserved for Jace. "Quit trying to act tough and just accept the damn meal. With how your stomach is growling, I thought a yao guai walked into the joint."
Raider turned around and glared at Kaye as she took her own seat. "Why do you even care in the first place? I'm just a lowly raider with no morals and no path to lead in life, so what's the point of helping me? Please, I want to hear an answer." He didn't even realize how his voice practically sounded as if he was begging for a response, a plea for a good answer that he so desperately needed. It was sad that he could count on one hand of how many people had actually went out of their way to help him in his life, and the three sitting at this table now counted as three of them.
Raider slowly turned to look at Leith as if he had lost his mind. "You ain't no father of mine, ghoul. My father sold me to a group of raiders when I was five years old...for three shots of Psycho. And considering you forgot about me, I don't think you are any better than my real father." He knew that was being a little more than cruel, but he couldn't help it. Ever since his family had given up on him, he had grown to not give a shit about anyone but himself. When living in a raider community, that was the only way to survive and you learned that before anything else. He wasn't about to change his upbringing just because these people decided to help him with his injuries on a whim. In the end, they were probably only wanting something from him, anyways; that was probably why they had ditched him to begin with when they realized he didn't have anything to offer them.
"Did you actually show up where you told him to meet us?" Kaye asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "If you forgot that he was with you to begin with, then how would you know to meet up with him later? That's it! We have to conduct a search party for him! We must split up; I will take the-"
"There you guys are!" Raider suddenly appeared by Kaye's side, glaring at them all before his eyes finally settled on Basil."You told me to meet you at the general store! I stood there for three hours before the owner kicked me off the porch and told me to get lost. Do you know where I slept last night? In a fucking trash can."
Kaye didn't care about the looks a few people gave her as she burst into loud laughter at Basil's deadpan response. She expected him to deny the claims like he usually did, but to have him actually go along with her insanity! "I will make sure to tell Jace what you said when he meets up with us...and he will meet up with us. Trust me when I say this, but despite what made him react so hatefully yesterday," and she had a very good idea of what could have caused it, "that idiot still loves you...don't think he doesn't. He will come around, believe me when I say this."
She nearly jumped out of her own skin when Leith suddenly shouted and she stood up as well, copying Leith. "Oh my god! Where did we leave him?! Poor thing, he's probably hiding out in an alley somewhere, wearing a trash can lid as a hat and a garbage bag as a jacket. Poor kid's probably eating rats and leftover squirrel bits from the bins outside."
Kaye pursed her lips, remaining silent for awhile as she studied Basil intently. She could tell something was off about him and she was willing to bet it had something to do with Jace. It was unusual that Jace wasn't glued to Basil's side like he always was and now that she thought about it, she'd never seen them apart since they had first joined the duo. Sure, they had had an argument the previous day and Jace had nearly killed him, but she honestly thought that they would have gotten over their dispute rather quickly; after all, pointing a gun at a friend was simply a way of life in the Deeper South.
It wasn't a secret that Jace was in love with Basil and she had thought nothing could tear the two apart, considering Jace always followed him around like a lost puppy. Had the owner finally grown tired and kicked the puppy around a bit, making the puppy lose faith in its bond? Or had the puppy simply lost interest and went its separate way again?
"Did you and Jace have another argument? I was for certain you two would've been over this and already had makeup sex." She smirked slightly.
"And I'll stay here and hold down the fort while you're gone," Juliano said, beginning to take his shoes off.
"That I can believe. After all, you are big enough to hold the place down even if a tornado was to ravage this land." Tink smiled at him innocently, knowing this would set him off.
His face almost instantaneously turned red as his anger flared up at her comment. "I'm starting to think being exiled from the Brotherhood would be worth it just to get away from you."
Tink smiled at him and bowed while pretending to hold onto the hoop of a dress. "Glad to be of service." She then looked over at Kate to see her already making her way towards the door. Ignoring the rest of Juliano's mumbling, she walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You didn't think you would get away without saying goodbye first, did you?" She smiled slightly, though it faltered. She hated being left behind while Kate went off to face God knows what dangers out there without her. It made her feel helpless and it worried her to no end to think what could happen out there to her without her ever knowing what became of her. If something were to ever happen to Kate, Tink didn't know what she would do. They had always been by one another's side and it was unfathomable living in a world where she wasn't with her.
A soft sigh escaped her lips as her hand fell limply to her side. "Be careful out there, alright? Watch you six, and don't let Salem drive you crazy in my absence...that's my job." She forced a small smile to her expression.
I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...
Yeah, right.
[b]A few things about me...[/b]
No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen.
I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.
I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.
Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...
I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???)
-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.
-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.
-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.
-Pirates...
-Apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic themes...
-Angels and demons, judgement day...
-Aliens meets ancient astronaut theory...
-Gladiator-type games...
-Anything supernatural...
-Zombie invasion...
-Alien invasion...
-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths...
-I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'...
-If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...
Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!
*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...<br><br>Yeah, right.<br><br><span class="bb-b">A few things about me...</span><br><br> No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen. <br><br> I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.<br><br> I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.<br><br> Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...<br><br> I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???) <br><br>-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.<br><br>-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.<br><br>-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.<br><br>-Pirates...<br>-Apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic themes...<br>-Angels and demons, judgement day...<br>-Aliens meets ancient astronaut theory...<br>-Gladiator-type games...<br>-Anything supernatural...<br>-Zombie invasion...<br>-Alien invasion...<br><br>-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths...<br>-I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'...<br>-If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...<br><br>Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!<br><br>*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*</div>