Carefully tucking in the chair as Anna sat down, Cinead found himself wondering at the sudden coloration in her cheeks. That was... interesting. Wasn't the word for that called blush? He thought he remembered it was due to embarrassment in most cases. He hadn't meant to embarrass Anna. Deciding that it probably would be better to not mention it, Cin slid smoothly into the next chair, settling his bag down onto the table. "you said that you were in animal biology before this, correct? How did your studies go?" He queried, fighting back yet another yawn. It seemed that not even interesting company could take away his weariness.
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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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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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OK! Sounds good.
So, when would you like that party to be? Since were both rather excited about the big reveal.
At last, Anna walked into the room, glancing in his direction and visibly startling. This troubled Cinead, This feeling increasing as she stumbled through a greeting and gave him a somewhat shy smile. Had he done something to upset or scare her? Tilting his head to one side in a way that made his curls slide across his forehead, Cin briefly but carefully studied Anna's face. "hello Anna. It's good to see you again." He settled on saying, offering a small smile. "would you care to sit together?" He then asked, walking over to an empty table and pulling out one of the chairs as an offering.
Good! It's always better when you like your own username.
Fresh schedule in hand, A map of the school to accompany it, Risa ducked back out of the office and hurriedly got back in her car, trying to ignore the drip of rainwater from her jacket on to the dark washed pair of jeans she was wearing. She was momentarily grateful that she wasn't wearing a white T-shirt for her first day, speckles of water almost invisible against the dark red of her rib knit sweater, something that surely would have made her stand out among her peers and had jokes plaguing her for months. She could almost imagine a ghost of a conversation, people discussing the weird Asian girl with the white see-through shirt... But she quickly shook off the thoughts, not actually having made the blunder of wearing white in the rain, focusing instead on maneuvering her car around the edges of the school property, making her way towards the student parking lot. Pulling into a space between a couple of other cars that had seen better days, Ri sucked in a deep breath before she cut the engine, trying to brace herself for the upcoming immersion, and then released the air in a puff that made her cheeks momentarily bulge. Giving her head a shake, she briefly studied the map she had been given, comparing it to her schedule and locating her first period before stuffing the papers into her bag and getting out of the car, slinging one strap over her shoulder. Locking the car behind her as she walked away, she tried not to focus on a fluttering panicky feeling starting in her stomach.
Rain boots splashing in collected puddles that she wondered had ever completely evaporated before, Risa tried not to look around too much, fearing that she would catch the eyes of a curious teenager and go tripping over her own feet. She wasn't a clumsy person naturally, but if she tried to walk and focus on anything else, she usually ended up falling. Definitely not something she wanted to do within the first minute of getting to school. As it was, she was moving a bit faster then was probably normal and consequently ended up bumping someone with her arm that she hadn't immediately seen. Cheeks flushing with embarrassment, the teenager turned towards the person she had hit, looking out from her hood at another girl with a light brown jacket and blonde curls hidden within her own coat. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to run into you like that." Risa apologized sincerely, her voice coming out with a bit more of her Japanese accent because of her agitation. "are you all right?"
The lustfull emotions beginning to roll off of Emmet and Rosalie were just starting to get on his nerves when Edward mercifully snapped at them to take it elsewhere. There was a momentary stab of irritation from Rose, but the pair quickly left with a whisper of fabric, closing the door behind them quietly. Jasper glanced towards his adopted brother, aware of the concern that Edward was feeling as the bronze haired vampire also got out of the car, whispering a question to him even as he pretended to check one of the tires of the Volvo. His first reaction was to get irritated at having his thoughts on display, but Jasper instead opted for a chagrined sort of gratitude for the concern. It wasn't Edward's fault that he could pick out all of the thoughts that crossed his mind, just as it was impossible for Jasper not to notice the emotions of those around him. That was just what they were.
Settling on an answer that was a combination of truths, Jasper had just gotten out of the car himself and had opened his mouth to respond when a sudden shift in Edward's mood made his muscles freeze, His nostrils flared to scent the air. Naturally, the warm sent of blood hit him first, several students still walking through the parking lot, and the back of his throat Felt as if it had suddenly ignited into flames. He struggled not to focus on the instinctive urge to jump towards the nearest group of people, give in to the sudden burning desire to quench his thirst. Reaching out, he gripped Edwards shoulder, using the contact to focus his thoughts and discover the reason behind the sudden tension he could feel coming off of him.
"What's wrong Edward?" He hissed in a low voice, still scanning the area for potential threats. It was almost as if his brother were having a similar struggle to his own... Tightening The grip he had on Edward's shoulder, Jasper truly hope that wasn't the case.
Rain boots splashing in collected puddles that she wondered had ever completely evaporated before, Risa tried not to look around too much, fearing that she would catch the eyes of a curious teenager and go tripping over her own feet. She wasn't a clumsy person naturally, but if she tried to walk and focus on anything else, she usually ended up falling. Definitely not something she wanted to do within the first minute of getting to school. As it was, she was moving a bit faster then was probably normal and consequently ended up bumping someone with her arm that she hadn't immediately seen. Cheeks flushing with embarrassment, the teenager turned towards the person she had hit, looking out from her hood at another girl with a light brown jacket and blonde curls hidden within her own coat. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to run into you like that." Risa apologized sincerely, her voice coming out with a bit more of her Japanese accent because of her agitation. "are you all right?"
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The lustfull emotions beginning to roll off of Emmet and Rosalie were just starting to get on his nerves when Edward mercifully snapped at them to take it elsewhere. There was a momentary stab of irritation from Rose, but the pair quickly left with a whisper of fabric, closing the door behind them quietly. Jasper glanced towards his adopted brother, aware of the concern that Edward was feeling as the bronze haired vampire also got out of the car, whispering a question to him even as he pretended to check one of the tires of the Volvo. His first reaction was to get irritated at having his thoughts on display, but Jasper instead opted for a chagrined sort of gratitude for the concern. It wasn't Edward's fault that he could pick out all of the thoughts that crossed his mind, just as it was impossible for Jasper not to notice the emotions of those around him. That was just what they were.
Settling on an answer that was a combination of truths, Jasper had just gotten out of the car himself and had opened his mouth to respond when a sudden shift in Edward's mood made his muscles freeze, His nostrils flared to scent the air. Naturally, the warm sent of blood hit him first, several students still walking through the parking lot, and the back of his throat Felt as if it had suddenly ignited into flames. He struggled not to focus on the instinctive urge to jump towards the nearest group of people, give in to the sudden burning desire to quench his thirst. Reaching out, he gripped Edwards shoulder, using the contact to focus his thoughts and discover the reason behind the sudden tension he could feel coming off of him.
"What's wrong Edward?" He hissed in a low voice, still scanning the area for potential threats. It was almost as if his brother were having a similar struggle to his own... Tightening The grip he had on Edward's shoulder, Jasper truly hope that wasn't the case.
Well, it works! I like it. I know what you mean about being called weird though. But I think that's a good thing. In a lot of ways at least. Ha!
He had been unsuccessful in locating Anna on his way to class and had even looked over the faces already seated or milling about within the room, so Cinead Took up a sentry position just to the side of the doorway, leaning his back against the wall. It probably looked a little silly, if the curious looks he was receiving were anything to go by, but he didn't want to Miss Anna among the crowd. Again, he found him self surprised at the intense feeling of curiosity and some sort of attraction he couldn't quite place his finger on that he felt towards the woman. Was it something to do with the shape that he currently was wearing? Or perhaps the magic of his species as a dragon knew something that he didn't... What ever the underlying reason, Anna had come into his life like a streak of lightning, The after image burned in his vision refusing to fade with time. As a creature unused to sudden changes, the idea made him slightly uneasy.
Alrighty! :D
So, how did you decide on your username?
So, how did you decide on your username?
See you soon. Cinead sent and this time he actually did smile a little.
The next hour seemed to drag by slowly, But that was to be expected after spending most of the night awake and his thoughts continuously distracted by the Mistry that was Anna. By the time the professor finished her lesson on viral mutations, Cinead Felt as if he had done more yawning then actual note taking. Rubbing absently at the corner of one eye, he packed away his things haphazardly, stowing his phone into his pocket once more. With a slight groan and yet another yawn, Cin headed out of the room, sticking to the hallways as he made his way through the science building, Keeping an eye open for a short curlyhaired figure as he headed towards the biology room.
The next hour seemed to drag by slowly, But that was to be expected after spending most of the night awake and his thoughts continuously distracted by the Mistry that was Anna. By the time the professor finished her lesson on viral mutations, Cinead Felt as if he had done more yawning then actual note taking. Rubbing absently at the corner of one eye, he packed away his things haphazardly, stowing his phone into his pocket once more. With a slight groan and yet another yawn, Cin headed out of the room, sticking to the hallways as he made his way through the science building, Keeping an eye open for a short curlyhaired figure as he headed towards the biology room.
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