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4 yrs ago
Wishing a relaxing weekend for everyone. Take some time to be kind to yourself, to unwind, and to have some rest. <3
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6 yrs ago
I ate a brownie once at a party in college. It was intense. I felt like I was floating. Turns out there wasn't any pot in the brownie. It was just an insanely good brownie.
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6 yrs ago
There was an explosion at a cheese factory in France. De-Brie everywhere.
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that elder scrolls / mass effect roleplayer

I put a spell on you

“I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.”



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@Stormflyx Just a quick fyi, Narxya couldn't drink turian brandy due to it being incompatable with her biology, that whole dextro vs. levo amino acid thing.


Listen.

Why do you think she likes it? Death by classy drink when y'all annoy her.
Naryxa knocks and sparks a friendship with whoever is behind it
Awwwwh yiss, too flipping excited!
This is a slight edit of a pre-made character - happy to change anything required :)



I am still interested and will attempt to make a cheeky dude later :3
Tentative interest - will have to do the pre-reading before I decide.
Expressing an interest
I will gladly soak up any cliche if the writer behind it is writing well, giving dimensions and quirks and fleshing out the 'cliche' beyond the skeleton.

I really don't want to read a unique character/story concept free of cliches if they are written poorly.

Cliches and tropes are not bad, but the execution can be.
G'day!

I've been watching Lost lately, and it's given me an itch for a Desert Island style RP.

A present day roleplay following a plane crash/shipwreck etc. A bunch of strangers with varying skill sets and backgrounds wind up marooned on an island littered with mystery and must survive until rescue, or learn to co-exist and start again.

I haven't got much of a story line set up just yet, but if there's enough interest I'd love to map something out.

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I'd prefer a small group of dedicated players (5-7) who can commit to posting at least fortnightly so the roleplay doesn't die off. In return, I can try to be as good a GM as possible and show you a hell of a time!
The cold air was indeed frigid, and Raelynn felt it rustle through her hempen tunic - which was really beginning to scratch at her skin now. Oh how she longed for something soft - even a simple linen would be preferable at this point. She almost moaned audibly, slipping into daydreams about silken gowns and velveteen jackets... Finery that she had taken for granted. She certainly wouldn't again.

As well as clothing, she was thinking about a nice bed. With a fur throw, by a hearthfire. There was even wine on a table, flowers in a vase. It smelled nice in the room. Dimly lit with a soft orange glow illuminating the bare wooden floorboards. "Mmmmm.." She sounded out, with her eyes closed. The next layer of her fantasy involved a plate of food that was solid and not slop. Where the vegetables served had a crunch and a taste. There was even a chocolate pudding. "Hmmmmm...." she sighed longingly again, propped up against the wall of the cell, one leg outstretched and the other pulled towards her chest, it swayed back and forth as she felt herself drifting in and out of a sleepy daze.

It wasn't until her neighbour snapped his fingers that she was pulled completely from it with a start. Gone was the heartfire, the furs, and the food - it was just iron bars and cold hard cobwebbed floors again. Not for long.

She scooched over to the bars and nodded in his direction, acknowledging his snap. She stuck an arm out of the cage, twitching her fingers as a spell began to form there - a blue light swirling around her hand until it was the size of an orb in her palm, with as much concentration as she could muster, she fired it as far down the hallway as she could. A portal opened, and out jumped the ghostly apparition of a wild wolf who immediately began to howl. It echoed through the silent hall and was music to her ears. The next noise was the percussive stomping of the guards rushing to check out the sound. Off the wolf ran, out of sight.

"Can't hold it for long I'm afraid, but it'll give us a minute or two." With that said, she took the key out of her shirt and opened her own cage first and then Markus's second. "Now what?" She asked, a dangerously wicked grin on her face.
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