Ha ha! I'll try to respond as fast as I can! XD that will be fun to get to.
StarfrostedFox
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STATUS: I need to stop trying to get back into role-playing right before having a baby. I should know better by now. A lot better, but afraid to start new stories because I keep unintentionally ghosting. 13 days ago
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I need to stop trying to get back into role-playing right before having a baby. I should know better by now. A lot better, but afraid to start new stories because I keep unintentionally ghosting.
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Finally recovered from postpartum depression and ready to get back to being creative! My apologies to anyone I ghosted in my time of trial. I didn't understand what I was doing.
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5 yrs ago
Yay! I’m finally a mother! And no, I’m not biased. I know my son is the cutest! 💙
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"To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable." ~ John Milton
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All good things come to those that wait, pray, have patience, laugh, love, and are not afraid to dance.
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Well, you seem to have stumbled across my user profile. I'm assuming you're here for a reason? Perhaps looking for details on this user StarfrostedFox? ... You can just call me Autumn! C:
I have been role-playing off and on for the last 20 or so years, which is surprising to realize, and I find it a relaxing and enjoyable hobby. After an accident that left me blind a little over 15 years ago, I couldn't role-play for quite some time, which was rather devastating. About the time that Apple invented Siri, I was able to get enough money to be able to purchase my very first iPhone. And BAM! The world of role-playing was once again open to me. It has been a long process getting used to dictating stories and I inevitably don't always catch every single mistake, But I have learned a great deal of patience and realize the value of taking things slow and working through my text when something doesn't sound completely right. It was only a couple of years ago that I came across this website and the stories I have had here have taught me a lot about myself. I love to create. Role-playing is one of the only outlets I have for the images in my head. So though I may have a tendency to go through cycles of depression and being antisocial, I always seem to come back in the end.
I love stories involving fantasy, supernatural, adventure, mystery, even romance. There probably isn't a genre out there that I wouldn't give a try before I will say that I don't like it.
My favorite style of role-playing is, hands down, one on one. It helps me feel more involved in the story, gives me a chance to be able to talk with the other person involved in a much more casual way, And more often than not results in a long lasting friend and some of my favorite adventures.
I have a tendency to write on a casual to low Advanced level throughout my stories, the minimum coming out to an average of a couple of paragraphs. I just have so much in my head that I want to get out, I have a hard time writing anything less. Another consequence however is that I can't seem to find a lot of patients with story partners that give me a really short and undetailed response every time. It's discouraging to take the time to write out several detailed paragraphs only to get a sentence in reply. If you're here thinking of asking me to do a story, please keep that in mind.
I do not tolerate swearing, extreme Gore, or sexual content in my stories. Period. Nor do I role-play same gender romantic relationships. That is just not going to happen.
If you made it to the end of this and I haven't scared you off, I think you deserve some virtual cookies. Heck, go get yourself some real cookies. Or donuts. Or pie if that is your preference. It was just me rambling away about myself after all. If you aren't scared off and you were indeed here looking to get a story started, feel free to shoot me a private message. I'm always looking to make new friends and have new adventures.
I have been role-playing off and on for the last 20 or so years, which is surprising to realize, and I find it a relaxing and enjoyable hobby. After an accident that left me blind a little over 15 years ago, I couldn't role-play for quite some time, which was rather devastating. About the time that Apple invented Siri, I was able to get enough money to be able to purchase my very first iPhone. And BAM! The world of role-playing was once again open to me. It has been a long process getting used to dictating stories and I inevitably don't always catch every single mistake, But I have learned a great deal of patience and realize the value of taking things slow and working through my text when something doesn't sound completely right. It was only a couple of years ago that I came across this website and the stories I have had here have taught me a lot about myself. I love to create. Role-playing is one of the only outlets I have for the images in my head. So though I may have a tendency to go through cycles of depression and being antisocial, I always seem to come back in the end.
I love stories involving fantasy, supernatural, adventure, mystery, even romance. There probably isn't a genre out there that I wouldn't give a try before I will say that I don't like it.
My favorite style of role-playing is, hands down, one on one. It helps me feel more involved in the story, gives me a chance to be able to talk with the other person involved in a much more casual way, And more often than not results in a long lasting friend and some of my favorite adventures.
I have a tendency to write on a casual to low Advanced level throughout my stories, the minimum coming out to an average of a couple of paragraphs. I just have so much in my head that I want to get out, I have a hard time writing anything less. Another consequence however is that I can't seem to find a lot of patients with story partners that give me a really short and undetailed response every time. It's discouraging to take the time to write out several detailed paragraphs only to get a sentence in reply. If you're here thinking of asking me to do a story, please keep that in mind.
I do not tolerate swearing, extreme Gore, or sexual content in my stories. Period. Nor do I role-play same gender romantic relationships. That is just not going to happen.
If you made it to the end of this and I haven't scared you off, I think you deserve some virtual cookies. Heck, go get yourself some real cookies. Or donuts. Or pie if that is your preference. It was just me rambling away about myself after all. If you aren't scared off and you were indeed here looking to get a story started, feel free to shoot me a private message. I'm always looking to make new friends and have new adventures.
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Aww, that sounds really cute. :3 yeah, if that is how you think she would respond, do that!
Aww, that sounds really cute. :3 yeah, if that is how you think she would respond, do that!
Yup. Heh. It would suck if the dizziness continued on past the medication. xD
So, earlier today, I actually had an idea I wanted to pass by you. I've been going back-and-forth on ideas of how Cinead's Secret is going to get blown. I've had a few thoughts but nothing I really liked until this idea occurred to me. What if, after Cin and Anna are starting to develop true feelings of affection for one another, they start dating or what not, they're invited to a party that someone is having in a wooded area nearby. While at the party, The two of them decide to go for a walk away from everyone else. When they get to a clearing, some sort of creature, haven't decided exactly what yet, decides that they look like rather tasty prey and attacks. In order to protect Anna, Cin decides that a transformation is necessary to be able to save her life.
So, earlier today, I actually had an idea I wanted to pass by you. I've been going back-and-forth on ideas of how Cinead's Secret is going to get blown. I've had a few thoughts but nothing I really liked until this idea occurred to me. What if, after Cin and Anna are starting to develop true feelings of affection for one another, they start dating or what not, they're invited to a party that someone is having in a wooded area nearby. While at the party, The two of them decide to go for a walk away from everyone else. When they get to a clearing, some sort of creature, haven't decided exactly what yet, decides that they look like rather tasty prey and attacks. In order to protect Anna, Cin decides that a transformation is necessary to be able to save her life.
Excepting his phone as she returned it to him, Cinead quickly nodded in agreement. "I think that sounds nice. Especially if you promise not to throw things at me." He laughed Saufley, returning his phone to the pocket on his bag and finally getting to his feet. Stretching briefly, Cin finished off the last of his water before collecting the rest of his trash and discarding it in a nearby garbage can. "good day to you Anna, till next we meet." He said in parting, stepping to the front door and holding it open for his new friend.
Friend. Was Anna now someone he could consider to be a friend? The thought was interesting to consider, different. He had yet to make very many friends... The idea of befriending someone was not repellantt to him, but nor had he gone out of his way to draw closer to any one human. But now, meeting Anna, something deep within him told him that things were about to change, For better or for worse. His nature was drawn to her, found her interesting, and that was bound to alter him irrevocably...
Friend. Was Anna now someone he could consider to be a friend? The thought was interesting to consider, different. He had yet to make very many friends... The idea of befriending someone was not repellantt to him, but nor had he gone out of his way to draw closer to any one human. But now, meeting Anna, something deep within him told him that things were about to change, For better or for worse. His nature was drawn to her, found her interesting, and that was bound to alter him irrevocably...
Thank you! It's just a side effect of some antibiotics I'm on right now. It will be going on for a few more days, but at least it's not permanent. Ha!
Her teasing earned another crinkle around his eyes, the briefest of smiles that flashed teeth, before Cinead nodded his head a few times, his hand going to a pocket in his messenger bag to retrieve a slim phone from within that he then offered to Anna. He barely knew how to use the thing himself, could just manage phone calls and the occasional text message, And was constantly baffled and in awe at the myriad of icons on the screen that responded to a touch of his finger. He was much safer letting Anna do the technical work of entering a new contact. "go ahead and enter yourself into my phone. My own number should be listed at the top." He offered, Barely remembering in time that he needed to scan his own fingerprint to unlock the electronic and pressing his thumb against the button at the bottom of the screen.
Oops, Sorry. I've been rather dizzy today, I didn't completely register everything in your comment. How about the next day.
Name: Camilla Scott
Age: 24
Appearance: She stands at about five foot six, with an hourglass shape to her body, a slender build, and a heart shaped face. She has a lightly tanned complexion, without any visible freckles or blemishes. Her light brown hair hangs straight to just past her shoulders, cut stylishly with several layers, and is only a few shades lighter than her eyes. With a narrow knows that has a very slight upturn at the end set above full lips, she has a naturally classic beauty about her.
Age: 24
Appearance: She stands at about five foot six, with an hourglass shape to her body, a slender build, and a heart shaped face. She has a lightly tanned complexion, without any visible freckles or blemishes. Her light brown hair hangs straight to just past her shoulders, cut stylishly with several layers, and is only a few shades lighter than her eyes. With a narrow knows that has a very slight upturn at the end set above full lips, she has a naturally classic beauty about her.
Sounds great! :D
"Agreed." Cinead said as he finally lifted his eyes from studying his hands. "there are many things in this world that can surprise you when the knowledge is yours." He mused, Idly wondering what Anna would think if she knew The sort of creature that she had just had lunch with. That, above all else, was a piece of knowledge that he must prevent from ever occurring.
Fighting off the urge to grimace, Cin found himself glancing towards a clock on the sandwich shop's wall above the counter, sighing softly as he registered the close to the lunch hour. He had another couple of classes he had to attend before he could escape for the day. Maybe he would take the opportunity to go someplace remote tonight, stretch his wings... "well Anna. I must say, it has been a pleasure making your acquaintance." Cinead said sincerely, looking back towards the woman across from him. "it was a fortunate opportunity that you chose today to drop your belongings on my legs." He teased, eyes bright with amusement. "unfortunately, I must bid you farewell for the time being. My next class starts soon and the professor hates it when students walk in late." He once again offered a hand. "I hope that we may have the opportunity to meet up again."
Fighting off the urge to grimace, Cin found himself glancing towards a clock on the sandwich shop's wall above the counter, sighing softly as he registered the close to the lunch hour. He had another couple of classes he had to attend before he could escape for the day. Maybe he would take the opportunity to go someplace remote tonight, stretch his wings... "well Anna. I must say, it has been a pleasure making your acquaintance." Cinead said sincerely, looking back towards the woman across from him. "it was a fortunate opportunity that you chose today to drop your belongings on my legs." He teased, eyes bright with amusement. "unfortunately, I must bid you farewell for the time being. My next class starts soon and the professor hates it when students walk in late." He once again offered a hand. "I hope that we may have the opportunity to meet up again."
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