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Interested! Will make a CS soon (By soon I mean much later on today xD)
I like the speed its moving :) Not too fast not too slow. Besides, sometimes people need to collab post a bit and that can take time. :D Nothing needs to be sped up! Relish it!
Oh. My. God. You are amazing! :D I love iiitttt!
deadpixel101 said
*Sidles on up beside ya*...Popcorn?
*Grabs a handful* ..... :3...... *munch...munch...*
If everyone is waiting for someone else to post, I will. I just wanna know in The Harlequins encore performance, was that the end of it? Or was it still continuing just not mentioned? I just wanna make sure :D
I wanna find someoneeee! But I don't know what to post right now. Sorta just watching the action happen.
Derp nothing was here
Jeremiah slams to the ground, the air collapsing from his lungs and he wheezed. It took his time to regain his breath...his gaze going to the woman as he stood up. "As if he's gonna tell that shit. I'd rather like to no WHY THE HECK I CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING!" He yells angrily, looking around at the darkness with dangerous eyes. He swears under his breath and looks to the woman. "All I can remember is my fucking name. How about you? The name is Jeremiah." He forces a faint smile, but he knew that he still probably looked angry.
I can already tell this roleplay will be beautiful :)
CloudHaven Market District-
As Isaac walked, searching for a partner to duo with, Isaac's thoughts kept going back to home. He missed it. He would see people in the streets smile and he'd wonder how could one do such a thing, being able to be so positive and cheerful after such a life changing event. Do they even care about their families? The things and accomplishments they'll never be able to achieve back in the real world? Isaac sighed, his gaze looking the smiling NPC's, to the players who either look troubled like he was, or were smiling talking away to people. He knew he had to socialize, this was a time in which everyone is still the level of a noob, and people won't judge you on your level, but instead the actual qualities and skills he has to offer. But he didn't want to feel like he was abandoning his real life world. Isaac wanted to believe that he would be able to just play this game for fun, and then log out and do whatever at home. Yet still, Isaac felt guilty. He felt like he somehow this was his fault, that his own actions were the reason he has abandoned his real life in exchange for a fake virtual one.
Sounds of clapping, whistling, and shouts of encore could be heard. Isaac's gaze saw the group of people, and behind that group of people with his head just being visible over the crowd was a man who's face was painted, dressed in a rather...unique, clowny sort of way. He joined the group of people, nudging his way to the right side of the group, now having a clear view of the Harlequin. He smiled faintly in thought. He is entertaining though, and Isaac could easily tell this man enjoyed what he was doing. "Who would've thought someone who was stuck in a virtual world would be a street performer..." He muses quietly to himself.
As Isaac walked, searching for a partner to duo with, Isaac's thoughts kept going back to home. He missed it. He would see people in the streets smile and he'd wonder how could one do such a thing, being able to be so positive and cheerful after such a life changing event. Do they even care about their families? The things and accomplishments they'll never be able to achieve back in the real world? Isaac sighed, his gaze looking the smiling NPC's, to the players who either look troubled like he was, or were smiling talking away to people. He knew he had to socialize, this was a time in which everyone is still the level of a noob, and people won't judge you on your level, but instead the actual qualities and skills he has to offer. But he didn't want to feel like he was abandoning his real life world. Isaac wanted to believe that he would be able to just play this game for fun, and then log out and do whatever at home. Yet still, Isaac felt guilty. He felt like he somehow this was his fault, that his own actions were the reason he has abandoned his real life in exchange for a fake virtual one.
Sounds of clapping, whistling, and shouts of encore could be heard. Isaac's gaze saw the group of people, and behind that group of people with his head just being visible over the crowd was a man who's face was painted, dressed in a rather...unique, clowny sort of way. He joined the group of people, nudging his way to the right side of the group, now having a clear view of the Harlequin. He smiled faintly in thought. He is entertaining though, and Isaac could easily tell this man enjoyed what he was doing. "Who would've thought someone who was stuck in a virtual world would be a street performer..." He muses quietly to himself.
And the adventure begins! :3
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