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3 mos ago
Current Does this mean we can call you abmin now?
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4 mos ago
300 word minimum is pretty standard for casual level and up in my experience
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11 mos ago
Just discovered Dog TV. My pitbull and I have a new shared hobby.
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1 yr ago
Barbenheimer 2023
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1 yr ago
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

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No rush at all! I have so much writing to do lately it's crazy xD One of my other partners from an older RP just reappeared asking to pick up where we left off so I miiiight be putting myself up to 10 active ones lmao

I have no self control

Also I really need to get some packing done because we're finally moving into the new house next month! The installs are mostly scheduled, so I'm boxing up things to store in the garage until we can start making it our home ^^
Hey! Sorry to hear you had covid. How are you doing?

I'm suuuper torn about picking up again because I'd love to keep going from where we left off, but I also have 9 active RPs right now so my hands are very full ^^; Would it be too much for me to ask to have a little time to consider it and see if I have enough free time to add another story? I'm just reluctant to jump right back in and find myself with an overwhelming amount of posts to write each day.
Sounds good!

I also did a little research for this part, and a lot of luxury resorts have "secret" parking for celebrities and other guests, where they can enter and exit without being around other people. It's super interesting!
The feeling of Iris’s warm hand on his leg helped Caspian to relax a little as he drove the car onto the highway. Although he wished he didn’t have to get her involved in his runaway plan, he couldn’t help but be glad that she was with him now. It would be easier to hide out at the resort with another person there too. If he’d been alone, he probably would have driven himself mad with worry and despair, unable to distract himself from the knowledge that his father had been about to admit him to a mental institution. Plus, he’d missed her lately. He’d been relieved that she was safe with Miles, but he’d gotten spoiled when they had been together every minute of every day in the districts. It was exciting to know that they would have at least a few days together before he made up his mind about whether or not he would return to hash things out with his father.

“There’s nothing anyone can do,” he sighed. “He’s convinced that I’ve been ‘brainwashed’ by you and the other rebels. In his mind, your disappearance means you went back to the Scourge, and because I won’t agree with him that you deserve the death penalty, he’s decided that I’m a risk to him and to myself. I don’t know exactly why, but my guess is that he’s convinced that you’re gonna turn up again, manipulate me, and use me to overthrow the monarchy on behalf of the rebellion.” He shook his head exasperatedly. “He’s always been paranoid, but never like this… I don’t know what to do, but I do know that I needed to get out of there before he had me sent to that hellhole.”

Glancing at the side mirror, he guided the vehicle smoothly into the express lane and increased his speed. “If it’s any consolation, you actually have about forty minutes,” he corrected with a smile. “The resort is right on the edge of the city, so it’ll take us a while to get there.” If he hadn’t been worried about getting caught, he would have turned on some music for them to listen to. However, he needed to keep it quiet, just in case he caught the sound of sirens in the distance.

When Iris joked about being the disguise, he laughed softly. “Actually, I didn’t… Those are my spare sunglasses, and I just keep them in the glove compartment all the time in case I need them,” he confessed with a shrug, turning his head to look at her as she put them on. “They look better on you than they do on me.” It wasn’t the best disguise, but it would have to do. Hopefully the security guard who was waiting for them wouldn’t recognize her as the same woman that had been broadcasted all over the news as an escaped convict. There were plenty of other blonde women in the city, so someone would have to have a sharp eye to realize she was a wanted criminal.

Passing the time by talking in hushed tones, Cas drove them all the way to the northeastern wall, where an enormous, twenty story building stood majestically. It’s exterior was an elaborate combination of glass curtains, steel and concrete, arcing smoothly around a large, backlit pool. Floodlights in bright shades of blue and purple illuminated the structure as the sunlight faded from the sky.

The prince slowed the car and followed the road up to the front then turned onto a smaller side street that took them around back to a narrow, sloping tunnel that would bring them to the private, underground parking lot below the building that was reserved for guests who needed to stay out of the public eye. Usually, celebrities took advantage of it when they wanted to get out of the bustle of the city, but he also had been given the access code to open the gate earlier on the phone. Pulling up to the keypad at the front of the tunnel, he punched in the seven-digit pin and waited for the gate to slide open before he proceeded inside.

Almost every space was empty, so he parked in the closest one to the elevator and turned off the engine. “Sunglasses on?” he checked with Iris as he unbuckled his seatbelt. The security guard was already waiting for them near the lift doors, so he wanted to make sure she’d put on the glasses before they got out of the car.
For real xD Cas has more than enough money to pay for it though, haha. Royalty has its perks.

I'm also debating on how long it will take before Cas turns his phone on again and sees all the missed calls. We could give it a couple days, so he and Iris could have the quality time they've been needing before shit hits the fan
I found some reference photos for the hotel cx (bedroom is upstairs)

Cas sighed when Iris apologized to him. He should have known she’d find a way to take the blame for this too, even though she had nothing to do with it. Neither of them could control what his father chose to do. Atlas was the king of Aspiria, and he made his own decisions. Unfortunately for them, his decision had been to lock his only son up in a mental ward for a nonexistent disorder. If he could have avoided telling her about what had happened, he would have, but she and Miles had been through so much already that he’d felt like they’d deserved at least a vague explanation of what was going on back at his home. He just wished she would stop carrying the burden of anything bad that happened to anyone. It was too much for any one person to handle, and he planned to talk to her more about it the next time he had the chance.

For now, though, they had a more pressing issue to tackle. He nodded when she asked about bringing clothes. He hadn’t known she had any of her own, since she’d only been wearing the hospital gown they’re rescued her in when she had gotten to Miles’ place. However, in retrospect he realized she’d had on a different outfit every time he’d stopped by to see her. Miles must have given her some stuff to wear while she was staying with him.

While he waited for her to gather her things, he pulled his phone from his pocket and switched it to airplane mode. Just in case he needed to turn it back on quickly, he didn’t turn it all the way off, but now that he was about to hit the road with a fugitive, he didn’t want to receive any calls from his father or Jacob or any of the other guards that might make his resolve waver. He couldn’t turn back now. Getting caught or giving up would mean an indefinite stay at an asylum, being fed cocktail of strong drugs to keep him “safe” and numb while he sat through hours of sessions with doctors who believed he was unstable. That just wasn’t an option.

“Well… I can’t say I was expecting this, but I’m sure you know what you’re doing,” Miles crossed his arms apprehensively. “If you need anything you have my number.”

“Thanks,” Cas turned back to him with a halfhearted, appreciative smile. Privately, he doubted he would call either of his close friends while he was on the run, since the soldiers could trace his signal if he tried, but he was still grateful for the offer. It was nice to know that Miles wasn’t upset or disappointed that he was potentially abandoning his inheritance as the crown prince of their kingdom.

He waited for Iris and Miles to say their goodbyes—his friend hugged both of them on their way out—before he headed back into the hallway to make sure there were no servants around to see them. Luckily, the corridor was clear, so he gestured for Iris to follow him as he strode briskly to the front door and down the perron in front of his parked car. Not planning to stay long, he’d left the vehicle running, so they could leave right away. As soon as the doors were closed and they were buckled into their seats, he steered them back into the street.

“I booked a room anonymously at the Sunset Veil Resort on the edge of the city,” he finally told her with a brief glance, relaxing just a little now that they were alone. He still checked his rearview mirror as he drove, but as time passed, he was starting to gain confidence that they would get away. “We won’t be able to get in and out without being seen by anyone, but the only people who will know we’re there are the manager and security guard who lets us in through the back door. I have a pair of sunglasses you can borrow in the glove compartment, so you can disguise yourself at least a little when we get there too.”
Yep. And we're finally getting into it cx
Cas and Iris are running off like Bonnie and Clyde haha
On the drive to the Kinders’ estate, Cas kept the car stereo turned off and checked his rearview mirror continually, paranoid of any signs that he was being followed. A part of him was still in disbelief that he’d actually gotten away from the royal family’s security team and worried that he would be caught before he made it to his safehouse. If he managed to make it all the way to Miles’ place without being surrounded by squad cars first, he would have to move as fast as possible to get Iris out and get on the highway that would take them to the northern edge of the capital. It was a fairly long drive from where she was now, which meant she would be exposed for upwards of forty-five minutes. If they were found together on the road, he didn’t even want to think of what the soldiers would do to her.

Hurrying as quickly as he could without speeding to draw attention to himself, he pulled up to the front of his friend’s home and jogged up the steps to the door. After ringing the doorbell, he stood back, shifting his weight restlessly from his left foot to his right until a maid answered the chime. She bowed politely and opened her mouth to greet him, but he brushed past her before the words could leave her lips. “Sorry,” he muttered, feeling a little guilty for being rude, but he didn’t have time for niceties. Every second that passed was a second that his father could decide that he wanted him to come back or that a guard could notice the lacking signals on his phone and car. Even though it was unlikely that someone would realize what he was doing—because he’d never rebelled before, none of the servants or guards had seemed suspicious when he’d left—he wouldn’t let his guard down until he was safely inside the suite he’d booked at the resort.

He stepped up to Miles’ bedroom door just as his friend opened it to step into the hallway. The other highborn jumped in surprise as they nearly collided, meeting his gaze with raised brows. “Cas?” he said, backpedaling to let the prince into the room. “What’s up? We were just gonna order dinner—”

“Change of plans,” Cas shook his head as he stepped around his friend and closed the door behind him. Immediately after, he turned to find Iris and faltered when he saw the little black dress she was wearing. If he hadn’t been crunched for time, he probably would have stopped to stare, but he had to keep moving. “Iris, grab as many of your things as you can. We need to go,” he instructed curtly, closing the distance between them as he strode over to where she’d been sitting.

“Hold up,” Miles blanched. “What the hell is going on? First you send me a cryptic text and now you’re moving Iris? I need an explanation. Did someone find out she’s here?”

“No, but they’ll know soon if she stays,” he exhaled, dragging his fingers tensely through his hair. “I… My dad and I had a fight… I don’t have time to tell you everything, but I have to leave, and once he realizes I’m gone, he’s going to send soldiers out to look for me. If Iris is still here tomorrow, they’ll find her.”

What?” Miles squawked, all color draining from his face. “You’re leaving? W-Why? If it was just a fight, can’t you just wait until he calms down…”

Cas shook his head again, a pained expression darkening his features. “He told me he’s going to admit me to Eternity Meadows tomorrow morning,” he confessed quietly. “If I don’t go, I could be locked up for weeks or months, and I just can’t—” He took a shaky breath. “I can’t stay, Miles. I’m sorry, but this is going too far. I need to get out of here… at least for a while.”

“Jesus,” Miles breathed, unsure what else to say. “I had no idea things were getting so bad… Where are you going?”

“I can’t tell you,” Cas frowned. “If the soldiers question you, it’ll be safer for both of us if you genuinely don’t know anything.” He turned back to Iris solemnly. “I’m sorry I’m dragging you into this, but we need to get going. Is there anything here you want to take with you? We won’t be able to make any stops once we leave… Everyone in the capital knows my face, and yours has been displayed on the jumbotrons around the city because you’re wanted. If you’ve got toiletries or anything else you’ll need, you should grab what you can now.”
I'm very excited for the next part though cx so much is about to happen over the next few hours. It'll be a rollercoaster
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