Avatar of Song Book

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1 yr ago
Current hello! I have been reintroduced to how wonderful roleplaying is on my mental health and would like to restart my adventures here. expect activities!
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3 yrs ago
Hello fellow humans and non-humans alike, I hope we are all vibing well in this liminal timespace that we find ourselves in.
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7 yrs ago
This book is too good. Makes me want more kingdom type roleplays. Guess i should put that in the interests section below.
7 yrs ago
Been getting into Airships: Conquer the skies, and reading Promise of Blood. Make od thst what you will
7 yrs ago
Guess which lucky binch tried to catch a bad pass and ended up fracturing a bit in her finger? This binch
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Bio

|Greetings|

Young and old; Welcome to my informational page. I am the one and only Song Book. I, in simpleton terms, am a magically transforming book. Human to book. Book to human. You get the gist eh? If your confused on what to call me the usual pronouns work but please to use any form you find comfortable with. Not gonna judge if you can't remember. ( I've been known to call people -it- So...)
Get it? Got it? Good. Anyway on to..
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You will find my latest quote/new character introduction/ a glimpse into a new rp/ or song stuff. It changes regularly when I'm active.
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I have a setting I really want to experiment with roleplaying, so when I get a post for it I will link it here. For other interests I am currently looking to join some fantasy, romance, and fun roleplays. All levels of lore are interesting though I would like to restart with something not so lore heavy to start with or at least something with easy to digest lore.
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| Contact Me.|

If you have a rp you'd like me to see, a 1v1 request, a question, or anything else. Feel free to write me a pm or a visitor msg. Be sure to ping me though. I may not see it otherwise.

Most Recent Posts

Yeah not as much as I would have wanted but I think she got across the point she shouldn't be messed with. I hope by her tone of voice. It we nt from sweet to hawk's. Fun for everyone in the family.

Angie looked around at the conversation. FInsihing off her meal. Each and everyname popping up was registered for a face. Poping off one of her flats she grabbed a peice of candy by the looks of it from her shoe. She simply unwrapped the wrapping on it popping it in her mouth a few seconds later.

God did she hate people who couldn't control there selves. It was like watching one of those shit drama's online. Start out well, middle goes to shit with egotistical characters popping in. Ending is just as shit filled. Shaking out her hair a bit, she contiuned watching the scene unfold. THis Kessler she couldn't tell if he was just an ass to everyone, or he was a shit headed big mouth. either one was equally as bad. This shadow girl she also noted was probably gonna find someone to clash with. She didn't mind not being noticed, she enjoyed being alone listening to the machines. Then the fuck noticed her.

FUck he's (@Happy Go Lucky) coming this way. I though I could observe the animals from afar damnnit!

"Im so so sorry for ignoring you, unless you were ignoring me, in which case, golly that's some heretical shit right there! Names Kessler, you probably know that. Kessler Brigs! I'm bubbly, merry, and I'm literally the great thing to ever exist since dynamite!" YEp totally just a shit headed bigmouth. "What's your name? I take it a bitch like you, all anti-social like would either be as fucking batty as a old lady with dementia or just meat ready to be diced." She smirked at this, he was falling into her trap of fakeness. "Honestly, what's your reason for being here? Get enough money for a boob job? Because I almost mistook you for having a dick! Hahah!... I'd still fuck you though!" She really couldn't care less. Keeping the smirk on her face she took notice of the armored people walking in before responding.

" And I mistook you for a psychotic little bitch, not a little bichy ass-hat. So we both were wrong." Saying this in hawks voice not her normal one. She finished this her sentence paying attention back to the armored men. The smirk never leaving her face. The Mention of Paris sparking interest. She knew she didn't answer her question. if he proved to be useful he would get a name. Other than that he was just another fuck face who thinks she's useless.
@Happy Go Lucky

I was expecting Kessler to notice Angie, or well her pippy appearance.

Angie smelt the food before she saw the main hall. She had saw a boy go in there before her, so she was sure this was something. The smell was appetitizing but she really never ate much. Last thing she ate was a sandwich, she didn't remember the type because that wasn't important. Opening the door slightly trying not to cause noise, she slips inside. Her light frame helping the slient quality while the door itself slams shut as if it knew.

Shit.

Scanning over the crowd, of 3 which really isn't a crowd, she picked out the interesting people. Tas and the psychotic dude, and the one strange boy. Great walking, her slightly wedged flats, which she wore to the place contradicting the outfit she wore. The flats stood out as a dark red like pooled blood. She hadn't changed her outfit into the uniform. she could do that later if needed. Going over to buffet trying to ignore everyone the robtic server. She always liked synthetics. Most of them were easily hacked.

" Good Evening, Angelica Morres."

The pure of the machine inside soothed Angie's nerves, it reminded her of her nanny as a child. Looking around at the table her glasses pointed her to the best option; few slices of ham and some tomato's.
" Good Evening to you too. A few slices of ham and some tomato's please." Her voice staying its normal level, her entire presence contradicted her smirk which never left her lips. almost forgetting something she answered before the machine could spit out the response. " Make that Medium sized please."

The machine responding with a beep as it slid along the table grabbing what she had ordered, the ham slices on one plate tomato slices on the next. The machine delicately placed it on her tray and moved back to its starting potion. Looking at the plate she walked over to the drinks pouring some iced tea into a medium sized cup she walked away from the buffet carrying the tray. Wanting to know names she sat down a few spaces away from Kessler wanting to listen in but not be suspected. The way she ate was also a fake delicate in manner. Only known to her if she was faking this.
I don't know what would Angie eat. hmmm

Well I do believe something light would do.

Also first time any of the students have heard her voice. Or well her normal voice.
@Hawlin

Yeah, And Hawk is just waving them off like.

'Both you girls settle down momma's trying to hack.'

I find that overly funny.
Angie smiled, be it fake, but she still smiled walking along with the crowd. Her glasses regestering the chubby chick s 'tas', another dude, made a fat joke to her. Which she found was slightly funny. It did seem as if everyone was picking fights. Deciding she should get more names, hopefully soon to come she made notes to ask the names of the ones who stood out. The eccentric dude, The one who asked the first question, the snotty girl, the hooded boy, and the one dude who did seem to rather be in the psyco ward of a hospital. She couldn't really find anyone she would connect with and be friends.

'Tas' as Angie was still reluctant to call her that, made a comment about not many people surviving the missions. She knew she would make it somewhat far. She didn't pick fights with her team, as some of the others did, which could help her in the long run. She did wonder how her mother was, she left without warning her. But she found she started caring less and less as she looked around. If she makes it far, she could have access to everything she never could have before. Not getting her hopes up to far she continued walking finding all of the interesting people gone and everyone else slowly moving.

Finding herself out of her element, she hurried to her room, slightly leaving the door open. Scanning over her surroundings she quickly unloaded the small carry on bag she had slung over her back. Another pair of clothes along with the uniform they gave her, both she hung up. A small tablet also was unloaded. and placed on her bed it lighting up with an annoying beeping , which she quickly swiped off. Slightly annouyed she looked out her dorm watching the stragglers find there way into their rooms.

Slamming her door shut she picked up the tablet, slipping in the three locks before quickly finding a app which she programmed herself. Copying the glasses new data onto the tablet. Sliding the tablet inside a pillow case she walked out of her dorm. To find the main hall maybe chat with someone. If they are interesting. Her short hair bobbing about her as she did so, the blue inniocent eyes questioning if she should really be here. Which countered with her sly smirk would leave people questioning.
I cant come up with a good post. ughgggb

I want to punch something... is that bad.
@Kingfisher
Its up so go ahead.

Angie is not liking her fellow students much and would rather be trying to hack into something or walking around getting information.
Angie took the clothing, thought not finding it in her style. The card too she took after her glasses had scanned the numbers on it. The place was cold just how she liked places to be, she wanted to have seen more of the outside or way to get here. But they had to protect the Sanctuary so she understood why they weren't allowed. A chubby chick wearing one of the uniforms seated herself upon some box's. The uniform she was given had one key feature, heels. God did she hate heels. last time she wore a pair she couldn't stay straight up. This girl, who never bothered to name herself for the ease of the newcomers started blabbing. Not naming herself did cause a tick to go off in Angie' head, she would like to know the names of her fellow 'students'.

Barely listening to her speech, which by Angie's standers was one of the worst she has heard in a long time, she scanned over the faces of each and everyone of her fellow 'students'. The software in her glasses creating a profile for them. She caught a few segments out of the chubby girls speech. 'impression that you’re here because you’re special and gifted' and 'you’re just another number in a sea of faces, so don’t expect any special treatment' in half a sense she was expecting this out of a girl like the speaker. On the other half she knew she wasn't the most special thing on the planet. Nothing had ever came to her with special treatment.

For a place like this you would expect the speaker to just leave. But asking for questions seemed like a invitation to question the system. This speech was becoming less interesting. Going over the dorm room and how to get there were also put into her glasses. She put a mental note to get the dorm rooms of anyone she needs. The first guy to ask a question asked one of the most stupid questions she could have thought of. ' What is your name.' if the girl wanted to share that she would have earlier. she liked that the boy had some curiosity into the system, but curiosity killed the cat.

Angie was in the side of the group. Close to the edge away from the center. In all means of confusion or fights that could ensue in the crowd she could easily slip away to find her dorm. Which she did hope she could set up her system in. A girl spoke out next in the back, in all her days of mimicking emotions she knew the girl was just using sass to get in trouble. Another boy spoke up after her. While the girl had her points she found the entire question asking pointless. They would have gave you the information if it was available. Or you should get that on your own time. Right now the window for her to set up her room orderly was closing.

She was closer to the boy who spoke up after the sass girl than anyone else interesting. Again this seemed to just be causing so much trouble. Her expression stayed neutral, as she silently held the clothes In hand. She could get the information she needed later. now she just wanted to get to her new place of residence.

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