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Current Does this mean we can call you abmin now?
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300 word minimum is pretty standard for casual level and up in my experience
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Just discovered Dog TV. My pitbull and I have a new shared hobby.
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Barbenheimer 2023
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There's a panhandler who hangs out on the street corner by our dispensary every afternoon with a sign that just says "Green 4 Green?" and tbh, I respect my boy's confidence.
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Name: Taylor
Pronouns: They/them
Age: Mid 20s
Relationship: Married (happily, I might add)
Time Zone: Arizona (we hate daylight savings, so it's MST year-round)
Writing History: I've been on a number of different roleplaying websites for over a decade and a half
Hobbies: Writing, fitness, driving/exploring, hiking, camping, traveling, tabletop games, anything NEW (I love trying things I've never done before)
Roleplayer Profile

Format: 1x1s only. Maybe I'll try a group RP again someday, but I've never had one last longer than a few months
Posting Speed: Depending on my schedule, I can usually post at least once per week
Favorite Genres: Modern, Historical, Romance, Action/Adventure, Horror/Dark, Fantasy, Slice of Life, Dystopian, can be convinced to write some Sci-Fi
Hard 'no's: Fandoms. Sorry, but I can't maintain interest in characters/worlds I didn't build with my partner
Template: Public threads or PMs. I prefer to keep all my RPs in one place, so no emails or G-docs or the like
Rating: Comfortable with 18+ content, but it's not a necessity and I prefer not to center a plot around explicit scenes
Level: Advanced. Will consistently provide around 400-700 words per post, but can occasionally leap to 2000+
Character preference: One main character, but large side casts are greatly enjoyed. Because I write long posts, I prefer not to double
Gender preference: Male. You'll be hard pressed to convince me to play a female that isn't a background character. It's just not my forte
Romantic Relationships: MxF or MxM (currently prefer MxM)
Character Images: Faceclaims or detailed descriptions only. I envision the characters like real people in my mind, so I can't take anime seriously
OOC chat: Yes please! I'm a total extrovert who loves to get to know the amazing minds behind my partners' characters

Most Recent Posts

We're just replacing old materials, mostly. The carpets are gonna be engineered wood, the oak cabinets will be maple, the composite countertops will be quartz and/or granite. We're just upgrading it to a more contemporary style :)

Yeah, I like them all a lot, so it's been fun to catch up.

I'm home now, so I'll try to get my post done soon!
Thanks! And yeah, I'm also distracted because we're starting to work with the designers in town who are gonna do the few remodels that we wanted :D I used to work for them when I interned at a local design center three years ago, so it's like catching up with old friends. We're meeting up again today to go over the flooring options (the carpet in the house right now is old and stained, so we're tearing it out). I enjoy design a lot (obviously, since it was my major, haha) so I'm excited.
Yeah, things have been pretty busy! Glad to hear you had fun :)

Yesterday was good. Just had a lot going on with the new house. We finally got loan approval all squared away though, so we're ready to close next week! ^^

Sorry it's taking me a little longer to reply. I started on a post yesterday but lost motivation. My brain tends to bounce around a lot to different things when I get excited about something (in this case, officially buying the house) so I have a really hard time staying focused xD I wrote a paragraph, then watched Netflix, played with my dog, went out for dinner, bought a hammock, and did a bunch of other stuff lmao Anticipation makes me almost hyperactive.
In ~Bonsoir~ 4 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Sorry to hear that! Take as long as you need to. I’m happy to wait!
No worries! I've had a busy day, so I probably won't be doing much writing until later in the afternoon. I have to take my car to the shop soon and go to a couple meetings.

How did your day go? It sounds like you've been having fun ^^ Do you like the team?
They've all done it for each other before, so at least Jay has experience, haha
“I’m protecting my kingdom from the interloper,” Miles declared exaggeratedly in his own defense when Iris told them to stop talking about vomit. “Have to make sure he doesn’t destroy it on his way out.” As he spoke, he sat up and leaned back heavily against the bottom edge of the sofa. While he was still very drunk, he hadn’t had as many shots as Caspian, so he was still semi-mobile. He just had to move a little more carefully to keep from losing his balance and falling back to the ground.

“Shut up,” Cas slurred. “I can hold my damn liquor… Just have to do it from th’ floor.” Even though he wouldn’t be able to get up again without stumbling, he’d convinced himself that he was fine. Being intoxicated usually made him overly confident and somewhat aggressive. Fortunately, he’d never gotten himself into a bar fight, but he’d come close once or twice when he’d overindulged, and his friends had had to drag him away from whomever he believed had “wronged” him. Despite the arrogant persona he tended to take on, he’d never fought anyone—well, before he’d been abducted—and would have learned quickly that he wasn’t innately good at it. He probably would have also accidentally landed his opponent in prison for treason—if speaking poorly about the royal family was illegal, throwing a punch at one of them was a serious crime—and felt horribly guilty after he sobered up the next day.

“If you can’t get off the floor, you’re not holding your liquor,” Miles snorted and then glanced at Iris when she asked how Jay would get them back to the palace. “Very carefully,” he answered with a snicker, amused by his own cheesy joke, then followed it with a more practical response: “He’ll pro’ly have to carry Cas, but I can walk. Just can’t do it in a straight line anymore.” He shrugged. “Jay’s the one who’ll be driving, so I don’t have to pass a sobriety test, so we’re good.”

“That’s right, and if you try to grab the steering wheel again, I swear to god I’m gonna knock you out,” Jay, who had just returned with a glass of water, threatened his drunk friend dryly. He stepped over to hand it to Iris and then bent down to take Cas by the arm and lift him up into a sitting position. “Come on, Your Highness,” he said, using the title in jest. “Get up. You have to be home before midnight, or the king is going to think someone else kidnapped you.”

“Stupid curfew,” the prince mumbled, carefully pulling his knees closer to his body to get his feet underneath him as his friend hauled him off the floor. “I’m a grown ass man. I can stay out as long as I want.”

“You can see how that goes when we’re not around to take the blame for it,” Jay shook his head, supporting the inebriated royal by the waist.

Miles stood up to join them and turned to Iris once more before following them out the door, “Make yourself comfortable wherever you want. Jus’ don’t leave the room, okay? I’ll be back later… Hopefully sobered up at least a little.”

“Miles, come on,” Jay called, ushering the other high born along. “We’ve gotta go.”

“Coming!” he called back. “See you later, Iris.” He added to her before turning to hurry after his friends as they exited the room.
It was shocking to Caeyin that the human pinning him to the floor was so strong. He’d been told by his leaders among the Lunairan military that their kind was weak and fragile. Thus far, he’d only encountered the opposite. The female that had captured him had been conniving and had managed to overpower him with the use of a weapon, and now the male was keeping him on his back with nothing but its bare hands. As he fought back against it, he marveled that the information he’d been given had been so wrong. If he’d known that he would have to try this hard to fend them off, he wouldn’t have let his guard down so much. They were more formidable than he’d expected.

Just as his arms began to tremble beneath the pressure with which the human was bearing down on him, he flinched at the deafening boom of the other one’s weapon. In the next moment, his eyes widened as his attacker let out a cry of pain and lurched to the side, struck by the projectile that had flown from the barrel. Blood rained down from the wound, spattering across his cheek and neck, and suddenly the pressure was gone as it turned its attention to the other human, leaving him breathless on the ground.

At first, he didn’t move, dazed and still comprehending what had just happened. Aside from the fact that he had just been assaulted by what had appeared to be a deranged human, he was also surprised that the female had protected him. He turned his head toward her and sat upright, watching as the wild one fell upon her and wrestled her to the floor just like it had done with him. It was hard to tell if she had distracted it from him intentionally or if his safety had just been a byproduct of her desire to kill the more dangerous threat. Either way, he didn’t know quite what to think.

Climbing to his feet, he kept his gaze fixed on the scrapping humans and took a step toward them, drawn by the compulsion to intervene. He didn’t necessarily feel the need to protect the female, but he didn’t want to leave the fight unfinished. He’d been trained to finish what he started.

As she let out a scream, he edged closer and tensed to strike while the deranged human was distracted. Though he didn’t have a weapon in hand anymore, he still knew how to fight with his fists. He also knew how to strangle a creature to death if need be. That was exactly what he planned to do now, but before he had the chance, another explosion shook the room, and the creature fell limp on top of her. Apparently he hadn’t needed to do anything at all, because the female had taken care of it, herself.

Still breathing heavily from the adrenaline rush, he narrowed his eyes as she turned her weapon against him and climbed out from underneath the other human’s dead body. Of course, the instant the outside threat was gone, she tried to get the best of him again. He didn’t expect anything less.

“How was I supposed to know what was on the other side of that door?” he tossed his head, affronted. As he spoke, he glanced at the weapon in her hand, deciding to get rid of it before he found himself in harm’s way. His pupils dilated once more, and he projected a vision into her mind of himself standing exactly where he was now while he crept closer and reached out to take it from her. She had broken free from his mental grip once before, but she hadn’t been able to do so right away, so he was sure he had at least a few seconds to pull off the theft before she could force him out of her head again.

Taking advantage of the small window of time, he grasped the weapon in his hand and pulled hard once he was close enough. “I’ll take that,” he declared. “So you stop pointing it at me.”
Cas is completely wasted xD

Poor Jay, being the only sober one in the room, haha
“Wow,” Cas rolled his eyes, stifling a smile when Iris joked about seeing whether he or Jay would run to the toilet first. At the moment, he wasn’t that drunk. While he was definitely feeling the effects of all the liquor he’d downed, his stomach had yet to revolt against his poor decisions. Meanwhile, he could hear his friend retching in the adjoining room. To him, it was no contest. If Jay hadn’t already dived for the porcelain throne, he would be losing his dinner soon enough.

As the night went on, he and the others enjoyed themselves with more rounds of truth or dare. The alcohol he’d consumed so quickly hit Cas harder, and he lost some of his inhibitions, caring far less about looking like an idiot in front of his friends and Iris. He accepted every dare, no matter how outlandish it was, and every truth, no matter how humiliating. Trying not to make himself sick on the strong vodka, he was avoiding drinking any more, but Miles still managed to trap him into taking two more shots when Iris passed on a dare, and Jay hit him with two more when Miles passed once. By the time he needed to get back to his family’s mansion, he was red-faced and dizzyingly intoxicated on nine shots of liquor.

“I’ll grab some for you from the kitchen,” Jay offered when Iris asked for water. He glanced at Caspian and Miles, who were both thoroughly drunk and lying on the floor. “I think those two are too far gone to be trusted with touching anything made out of glass.”

“Fuck off,” Miles slurred obstinately. “I can do anythin’ you can do, and I’ll do it better.”

“Stay on the floor, dumbass,” Jay chuckled, waving his hand dismissively and stepping out of the room to fetch the water.

While they bickered, Cas closed his eyes and pressed a hand to his forehead. By now his stomach was churning, and he could barely think straight. The last two shots he’d taken had really pushed him over the edge. “Oh god, I’m gonna be sick…” he groaned. “Someone make the room stop spinning.”

“Don’t you dare throw up,” Miles shoved his shoulder with his foot. “No one can know we were here, so I can’t call the maids, and I am not cleaning up your nasty vomit.”

“Push me again, and I’ll throw up on you,” Cas warned him, making a sloppy attempt to sit upright so he could move closer to where his friend was laying. As he did, the room seemed to tilt, and he dropped back down to the floor. “Nevermind, ‘s not worth it. I’m just gonna stay here and die.”
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