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    1. Riverbeak 9 yrs ago

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Current 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.

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I would love to do this with you! ;o;
You can send me a PM anytime!
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Taylor grinned widely, when Amelia said the rambling was okay. He then almost made a half choked noise in the back of his throat when she said it was cute. If they'd be alone, he might as well just have kissed her right there. Wait what? Taylor pulled himself out of the thought of him kissing Amelia again, as he swallowed the spit he didn't have. He rested further into the couch, when Amelia cuddled closer with the laptop in her lap. The program ran various of numbers and letters through the scanner, all coming up with negative inputs. A few times, there was a few letters of the well known script, but that was it. Taylor let out a sigh, when the scanning was complete, the result was mainly negative. Nothing important was there.
"..try another website or company..-" he asked, his left hand already tapping something on the keyboard to make another scanning ready. He then came up with an idea.
"Who is exactly running the robotic company? Who builds them?" he asked. He had an idea. Well; it really depended on how many friends Vorrie and Amelia had together. "We want to get through their firewalls right? We already know that one attack won't do anything right?" he looked at Amelia and then Vorrie.
"What if we attack with multiple hackers? All at the same time? One must fine a loop hole, somewhere-- right?" Taylor finished, looking back at Amelia with a hopeful look in his eyes.
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YES THAT WAS WHAT I THOUGHT!
Fight scenes!!
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I have an idea for the RP if you're interested?
What if Taylor messes up, and someone finds out and sends some robots over to Amelia's apartment? And then they have a robot to mess with perhaps? Where they find out that they run on JavaScript?
Taylor sat down in the couch, and yawned. He let his arm rest around Amelia's shoulder without thinking as he let his long legs rest in front of him, one foot over the other.
"Well..-" he dragged out, "I might have messed a little with a program of yours," he laughed lightly, looking at her with puppy eyes. "A little much.. Very much indeed.. I might have changed most of the things in it..-" he mumbled, and tried to look adorable. (He probably failed) He looked away for a second or two. "I uh. Made a beta app out of it." he finished. Then he began to ramble, and moving his other arm to prove his different points.
"Actually, it was fairly easy, most of your programs has some sort of JavaScript in them so I could just mess a little with it and it turned out rather well! It's actually running on a webpage, so hopefully it'll give me a positive input, I can work with." he finished and paused. He mumbled a sorry for rambling, and laughed lightly. He looked at Amelia, with a goofy smile. He didn't know why he was so giddy. Childish almost. What was she doing to him?
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Taylor had to keep in his sigh, when Amelia looked confused at the words; paper and pen. He didn't judge her though; he was the one with the accidental time travelling on his hands. He nodded to her, when she went to fetch a holoboard. He grabbed it when he was given it, as he found another seat in a desk chair and a table. Taylor began to scribble down the JavaScript, as he eventually sighed. This was going to take forever..- unless.. Taylor lit up like a candle, as he wiped the board, and began to snoop around Amelia's laptop's programs. He found a program that could run various of things through, to check for viruses, but if he now changed the program to something entirely different, he might be able to run the JavaScript. Taylor haven't noticed he talked to himself, as he began to fiddle around the program.
It took him about an hour to turn around the program, as he eventually created his own beta program. He let it run through a page first, but got a negative input. Taylor let it run through various of other sites, until one page began to work. He was working insanely fast, and he was slowly getting a sore butt from all of this. He got up, stretched his limbs as he retreated to the couches. His shoulders cracked, as he looked at the two women.
"Gotten anything yet?" he asked, looking at Amelia first and then Vorrie.
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"Nice to meet you Vorrie." Taylor greeted, but felt uncomfortable, perhaps even a little shy when Vorrie asked if Taylor was just 'a friend'. He made a dumbfounded sound in the back of his throat, similar to the word; 'uhh-'. Taylor was awkwardly watching the two women move around with their brains on their fingertips. He was about to cough, to ask if he could do something, when Amelia spoke to him.
"Yeah--- well- I know the most basics, but I'm not sure I'm near the level of hacking skills as you are-" he replied, taking the paper. His heart skipped a beat when Amelia's fingers touched him. He had to hold back a goody smirk. Taylor began to read the paper, nodding and humming lightly to the few scribbled numbers and letters. Amelia suddenly ran to fetch another laptop, as she guided Taylor down on the couch.
A few seconds later Amelia gave him a laptop, as he began to fiddle around with it. He had no idea how this laptop worked, and when he thought he was about to begin with some brainstorming of the different hacking methods, he yelped when Amelia shouted 'assholes'.
"..-jeSUS!" he croaked out, looking at Amelia with a hand over his heart. He retreated to the his screen again; before he tried to calm down and do some work. He began to snoop around the firewalls, looking for weak points, when he noticed something recognizable.
"..interesting..." he mumbled, and stood up with the laptop. He looked at Amelia. "Do you have some paper and a pen?" he asked, looking at her.
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Hi there! I would love to try something out with you! I have a weird craving for something with the Grim Reaper; and/or with the twins for some reason haha. Should I send you a PM? (I'd like to ask, before I just randomly sent you a PM)
Taylor was stunned for a second when Amelia hugged him; as he briefly let his long arms hug her back. He was breathing normally now, heart is a slow rhythm. It picked up when he caught a whiff of Amelia's sweet scented shampoo. They parted and Taylor just took in her appearance. He swallowed hard.
"Give me a minute.." he begged, smiling wobbly as he let another hand through his hair. It was still a little damp, making the blonde hair locks stick backwards, and curling around his ears.
Suddenly Amelia went out from the bedroom and ran to the front door. Taylor quickly got a whiff of another smooth voice enter the apartment. His heart rate picked up a little, but he forced himself to calm down.
"Just breathe..." he mumbled to himself, before he stood up with his towering height and walked out from the bedroom. He let another hand through his hair, as he messed it up. His hair stuck in most directions but leaned to the right in a cutesy slash not so cute way at the same time. Taylor didn't care as he tried to act casual. He was nervous for some reason, and it bugged him for another. Taylor let out a soft sigh as he went to the couch and took in the view of the other woman. She had beautiful darker skin, and leather pants that hugged her legs, with a black crop top and purple hair. Taylor lifted an eyebrow, curious of her appearance. She caught his attention, but there was nothing but curiosity from his side on. He had an entirely other person, poisoning his mind.
"I was summoned..?" he asked playfully, looking at Amelia with entirely other look. Careful. Caring. Almost in a loving way. His light green eyes was softer, and a soft smile was placed on his thin lips, just a tint of white teeth could be seen between his lips. He wondered if he could smoother himself into sitting next to her on the couch. He felt the need to show Amelia off. He caught himself in his thoughts. They didn't date, there was nothing between them, he reassured himself as he patiently awaited her reply.

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Taylor was forced to sit down, as he gasped after air. Everything was blurry around his vision, everything kept going in and out of focus and he had trouble sensing what was real and what was not. He was slowly turning his panic attack into a dissociation, and he didn't stop himself. He inhaled slowly, just staring blankly into air as his eyes were watery. Taylor clawed at his chest, pulling out the shirt to try and breathe more properly.
"I- can't breathe..-" he chocked out, trying to focus on something. Someone.
Taylor let out another sharp sigh, as he inhaled again. He finally looked at Amelia, as she was trying to breathe for him. He slowly followed her breathing patterns, in and out in a slow rhythm. He gulped again; just getting lost into Amelia's, surprisingly soothing voice and beautiful green eyes. Eventually he got his heart rhythm back to normal and his rib cage wasn't hurting anymore. He looked away in shame.
"...sorry." he apologized, his head buzzing and he felt tired. Exhausted from the anxiety that was bubbling faintly in his stomach. "I haven't gotten a panic attack in months..-" he continued low. He felt ashamed from this; weak; paralyzed in a way. He hated this. He hated his anxiety. He almost jolted from surprise when Amelia's phone buzzed again, lighting up with what looked like a text message.
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