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Thank you! And you too friend - stay safe for the New Years!
Thank you! And you too friend - stay safe for the New Years!
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STATUS: Finally some progress with my sickness. I'm up and running again! Sorry for the absence! 8 yrs ago
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Finally some progress with my sickness. I'm up and running again! Sorry for the absence!
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Hi there stanger!
I hope you enjoy your stay.
Let me introduce myself.
My name is Marc, I'm turning 20 next time, and I've been RP'ing since I was 13. I'm currently going home, and will probably not be doing much else but to surf on the internet. I love doing RP's with one partner at the time, since I'm not familiar with group RP's. I usually write as the male role, and I do most pairings. My favorite genres in RP's is modern, slice of life, futuristic and/or old school 1800 themed. I'm currently only in two RP's and I am seeking more partners in crime to plot with me. I can either do over PM's or over a thread. Whatever suits the situation the best I guess?
Keep in mind that English isn't my native language so if there is a grammar mistake somewhere, I apologize deeply.
I think that was it?
Until next time;
-- Marc.
I hope you enjoy your stay.
Let me introduce myself.
My name is Marc, I'm turning 20 next time, and I've been RP'ing since I was 13. I'm currently going home, and will probably not be doing much else but to surf on the internet. I love doing RP's with one partner at the time, since I'm not familiar with group RP's. I usually write as the male role, and I do most pairings. My favorite genres in RP's is modern, slice of life, futuristic and/or old school 1800 themed. I'm currently only in two RP's and I am seeking more partners in crime to plot with me. I can either do over PM's or over a thread. Whatever suits the situation the best I guess?
Keep in mind that English isn't my native language so if there is a grammar mistake somewhere, I apologize deeply.
I think that was it?
Until next time;
-- Marc.
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Taylor let out a sharp sigh, his heartbeat going faster and faster by every word Amelia said. He felt like he got scolded for something, he might not have done (yet). His vision began to blur around the edges, his chest began to hurt. It felt like his lungs were growing; bigger and bigger inside of him. Taylor forced himself to breathe slowly; not letting his panic attack take over. His eyes got watery; his face paler than usual and he was restless. Shaking with his hands.
"..Then be it," he choked out from between his lips. "Be the ruthless, cunning and hardcore rebel you are." he finished, just to get something out of his mind. He took sharp inhale, then another one - his chest still hurting as he continued again to a reply that might not give any sense at all.
"Don't bow down to the kisses I gave you; don't get in a relationship with me, because, as you said, I'm nothing but some time travelling dude, who you got drunk with. You have a target; which I have seen that you burn so horribly much for, so why let me between you and your target?" he asked curiously, voice weak from the panic attack that laid right beneath his mole spotted skin. He was silent for a minute; just breathing unevenly, and tried to focus on the woman in front of him. It was months since his last panic attack, and he had no idea what triggered it just now. He didn't dare think of the trigger, but he already knew it. Amelia was his trigger. Amelia was his trigger to everything, and he couldn't bear messing up with her. Taylor didn't know who she really was, but all he wanted was to pull her into his arms and tell her everything would be okay. Yet at the same time, he wanted to storm out of the apartment, but the problem was; the smaller woman had a point. People would be curious of who he was, and he had no idea where to run next.
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"..Then be it," he choked out from between his lips. "Be the ruthless, cunning and hardcore rebel you are." he finished, just to get something out of his mind. He took sharp inhale, then another one - his chest still hurting as he continued again to a reply that might not give any sense at all.
"Don't bow down to the kisses I gave you; don't get in a relationship with me, because, as you said, I'm nothing but some time travelling dude, who you got drunk with. You have a target; which I have seen that you burn so horribly much for, so why let me between you and your target?" he asked curiously, voice weak from the panic attack that laid right beneath his mole spotted skin. He was silent for a minute; just breathing unevenly, and tried to focus on the woman in front of him. It was months since his last panic attack, and he had no idea what triggered it just now. He didn't dare think of the trigger, but he already knew it. Amelia was his trigger. Amelia was his trigger to everything, and he couldn't bear messing up with her. Taylor didn't know who she really was, but all he wanted was to pull her into his arms and tell her everything would be okay. Yet at the same time, he wanted to storm out of the apartment, but the problem was; the smaller woman had a point. People would be curious of who he was, and he had no idea where to run next.
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Might not be very active today; I'm still sick and New Years Eve is coming up.
Might not be very active today; I'm still sick and New Years Eve is coming up.
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It's totally fine friend! Just take the time you need. No need to stress over this with me. I'm a chill dude. :)
It's totally fine friend! Just take the time you need. No need to stress over this with me. I'm a chill dude. :)
Taylor sighed happily when the warm water hit his back. He didn't use long before he grabbed some soap and washed the grease away from his skin. It sure felt like he was covered in it. He washed his hair, and finished up within fifteen minutes. He jumped into the clothes he'd gotten from Amelia, as he looked himself in the mirror. The clothes hung a little around his arms and waist, but it fit him nonetheless. He exited the bathroom, a towel in his hair as he retreated to the bedroom.
"..Amelia, listen-" he began, but paused when he saw Amelia sit on the bed, her hair curling lightly around her shoulders. "I- uh, don't think we should continue this.." he fiddled with his hands in front of him, before continuing.
"Romance we have going on..- look, we barely know each other other than from what we've told each others, and we got drunk yesterday, sorry about that by the way, that I uh.. Kissed you. I didn't mean to, so I will accept if you kick me out of your apartment, and leave me for dead.." he rambled, feeling sorry for what he had done. He was overthinking everything, and of course; Amelia would probably be mad at him, heck; she'll most likely throw him out. He didn't know anymore, and to this point he was afraid to ask.
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"..Amelia, listen-" he began, but paused when he saw Amelia sit on the bed, her hair curling lightly around her shoulders. "I- uh, don't think we should continue this.." he fiddled with his hands in front of him, before continuing.
"Romance we have going on..- look, we barely know each other other than from what we've told each others, and we got drunk yesterday, sorry about that by the way, that I uh.. Kissed you. I didn't mean to, so I will accept if you kick me out of your apartment, and leave me for dead.." he rambled, feeling sorry for what he had done. He was overthinking everything, and of course; Amelia would probably be mad at him, heck; she'll most likely throw him out. He didn't know anymore, and to this point he was afraid to ask.
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Taylor nodded at Amelia's reply, as he followed her movements with his eyes. Taylor's heart was beating loudly in his ears, as he let out a soft sigh. He was about to sit up, when Amelia leaned down and kissed him. He was shocked, but didn't mention anything as he closed his eyes and was about to kiss her back when his mind shouted at him, that this wasn't how it worked. He pressed a hand to Amelia' solar plexus, and pushed her away lightly.
"Amelia-" he tried, eyes lidded and he couldn't stop staring at her lips. "I'm sorry but I can't do this.." he mumbled, thinking about what happened yesterday. It was still a little fuzzy in his mind, but the memories were still there. He could still feel the faint brush of Amelia's lips on his. He wanted to taste her; he needed to taste her again. Taylor needed this, but it was wrong. Something was wrong about all of this. A girl couldn't just fall straight for his feet.. They just couldn't.. Right? Taylor doubted this, as he sat up.
"I should shower.." he mumbled, and finally tore his gaze away from Amelia's beautiful face.
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"Amelia-" he tried, eyes lidded and he couldn't stop staring at her lips. "I'm sorry but I can't do this.." he mumbled, thinking about what happened yesterday. It was still a little fuzzy in his mind, but the memories were still there. He could still feel the faint brush of Amelia's lips on his. He wanted to taste her; he needed to taste her again. Taylor needed this, but it was wrong. Something was wrong about all of this. A girl couldn't just fall straight for his feet.. They just couldn't.. Right? Taylor doubted this, as he sat up.
"I should shower.." he mumbled, and finally tore his gaze away from Amelia's beautiful face.
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Hey; it's totally alright! I've been busy as well (and sick) so just take the time you need. (;
Hey; it's totally alright! I've been busy as well (and sick) so just take the time you need. (;
Taylor let out a soft sigh when Amelia left, until she retreated and began to fiddle around him. Taylor did as told, laid down on the bed, as Amelia had a device in her hand. It buzzed faintly, and worked it's magic on him after a minute or two. Taylor didn't break eye contact with her, when she looked into his pale eyes. Her dark green ones was framed by dark eyelashes and her damp hair hugged her face slightly. Without thinking he removed a lock of hair from her face and behind her right ear. His eyes showed confusion and shock when he pulled his hand back.
"..sorry." he mumbled, and wanted to tear away his gaze from her eyes, but couldn't. She had him caught in her web and Taylor knew he was fucked. Fucked so deeply, because he was falling for her. He haven't even known her for a week, and she had already gotten a bigger impact on him than his previous flirt ever could've done for him.
Another minute passed, and now the headache was nothing but a faint buzz in the back of his head. He clenched his hand underneath the clothes, trying not to get lost in Amelia's eyes again, and do another stupid stunt.
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"..sorry." he mumbled, and wanted to tear away his gaze from her eyes, but couldn't. She had him caught in her web and Taylor knew he was fucked. Fucked so deeply, because he was falling for her. He haven't even known her for a week, and she had already gotten a bigger impact on him than his previous flirt ever could've done for him.
Another minute passed, and now the headache was nothing but a faint buzz in the back of his head. He clenched his hand underneath the clothes, trying not to get lost in Amelia's eyes again, and do another stupid stunt.
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Taylor grabbed the clothes without question, as he bluntly stood in the room, confused in a way. He nodded to her replies, not saying a word. His mind kept going back to the evening before, how beautiful she looked, how good she tasted against his lip, how- Taylor stopped himself, before he got embarrassed. He saw Amelia walk out of the bedroom, and soon after the water was turned on. He sat down in the bed and waited patiently, but his head kept turning worse and worse. It was a dull pain in the back of his skull, slowly sneaking up over the top of his head and behind his eyes. Taylor let a hand squeeze around the bridge of his nose, to try and take some tension but it didn't help.
The water stopped and Amelia exited the bathroom a few minutes later. He didn't hear her enter the bedroom, before she spoke. Taylor looked at her, and forced a smile.
"Do you have any kind of painkillers?" he asked, not mentioning the alcohol from yesterday; he didn't wanted to bring up memories of them making out on the couch. He stood up, the clothes in his hand as he waited for her reply. He tried not to take in how cute Amelia looked, but his mind had other plans. It made a memory of her standing there with a slightly worried look in her eyes.
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The water stopped and Amelia exited the bathroom a few minutes later. He didn't hear her enter the bedroom, before she spoke. Taylor looked at her, and forced a smile.
"Do you have any kind of painkillers?" he asked, not mentioning the alcohol from yesterday; he didn't wanted to bring up memories of them making out on the couch. He stood up, the clothes in his hand as he waited for her reply. He tried not to take in how cute Amelia looked, but his mind had other plans. It made a memory of her standing there with a slightly worried look in her eyes.
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Taylor groaned in his sleep, as he mumbled something inaudible. He did wake up with another groan and stared at Amelia's bedridden hair. He didn't know how much sleep he got, but it didn't feel like much. He sat up, and yawned.
"Yeah; yeah, I'm up-" he mumbled, and let a hand through his pale hair. Taylor swung his legs over the bed's edge and stood up with his towering height. He was standing in nothing but underwear, as he suddenly felt shy, for some reason. He quickly let out a choked noise from the back of his throat, as he fished up his worn pants and pulled them on. His heart was beating fast in his chest, and a slight headache merged from the back of his skull. He buttoned up, zipped up and found his t-shirt and pulled it on. He could use a shower, but he had no idea where to find clean clothes. It wasn't like he decided on this time travel thing.
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"Yeah; yeah, I'm up-" he mumbled, and let a hand through his pale hair. Taylor swung his legs over the bed's edge and stood up with his towering height. He was standing in nothing but underwear, as he suddenly felt shy, for some reason. He quickly let out a choked noise from the back of his throat, as he fished up his worn pants and pulled them on. His heart was beating fast in his chest, and a slight headache merged from the back of his skull. He buttoned up, zipped up and found his t-shirt and pulled it on. He could use a shower, but he had no idea where to find clean clothes. It wasn't like he decided on this time travel thing.
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