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13 days ago
Current 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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2 yrs ago
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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5 yrs ago
"To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable." ~ John Milton
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7 yrs ago
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.

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Again, the loss of contact was a rather unexpected and surprisingly tangible feeling of pain to Cinead as Anna finally removed her hand from his wrist. He wondered at the existence of the aching in his chest, even as the fingers of his other hand touched the still hot spot on his skin where they had been in contact. What a strange change, the way he was beginning to desire to never let go of her hand, to always be in contact. He didn't understand what it all meant. Blinking thoughtfully into the sunlight, Cin dropped his arms and pushed his confusion to the back of his mind where he would find time to deal with it later. For now, he would simply enjoy the moment.

"I would dearly like it if you could find it in yourself to refrain from dumping objects upon me, thank you very much." He made himself tease in return, once again falling into step beside Anna. "especially since I believe we are going to be partaking of something that is covered in sauce and cheese. I don't have a change of clothes with me and I still have a class after this.. I wouldn't want to have to explain why I was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts because my pants had been ruined."
Yes, it makes perfect sense. I do that quite often. Heh.

Oh, how did your finals go by the way?
"As you wish." Was his response to her insistence that he needed to try plain pizza before he got to the meat lovers. Cheese, he supposed, should be relatively acceptable. And Anna was most likely not going to let him get out of trying the plain easily, So there really wasn't any point to fighting her about it. He could except the experience to try something new. Although he probably would have to draw the line at vegetables. Hopefully nothing of the sort came up.

Giving his head a shake as Anna looked back towards him and asked about needing to go to his car, Cinead said, "There's nothing there that I need, no. I was merely curious if it would be easier to get to our destination by driving. But if it is just a little past where we bumped into each other yesterday, I have no complaints about walking." His eyes lit with amusement at the memories of yesterday, crinkling somewhat around there edges.
A soft laugh escaped past her lips as the blond girl admitted to being relieved at not being the only new student at the school, though Risa was under the assumption that all of the new students starting today were coming from other schools. Apparently, she was mistaken. Giving her head a small shake and pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind, she put on another smile. "I agree. It will be nice to not be the center of attention."

Zipping up her backpack once more, Risa slid it back onto her shoulders before riffling through the papers still in her hands until she located the map of the school she had been given. Dark eyes quickly scanning over the page, she was slightly annoyed that there didn't seem to be any indicator of locker numbers anywhere on the map. She released a heavy sigh through her lips, once again absently brushing her bangs from her eyes, before giving a shrug to her companion. "looks like we are just going to have to hope that we get lucky." Risa emphasized this point by smacking the back of her hand against the front of the map. "they decided to omit the locker numbers."

With another sigh, Risa picked a direction and began walking, taking a moment to briefly glance towards the other teenager. "So, um... My name's Risa, by the way." She offered, giving a Quick flash of her teeth in a grin before she glanced once again away, not wanting to run into anyone else. "What's yours?" She then asked, waiting for the response.

The response never came. Eyebrows drawing together in a confused look that made her lips slightly pucker, Risa turned her head to look at her new companion and came to an uncertain stop when she didn't see the girl there. Pivoting on the spot, she saw the other at a standstill several paces back down the hallway, fingers against her forehead, Looking as if she were in some sort of pain, or concentrating on something very hard. Growing concerned, Risa quickly approached, hesitating with her hand partially outstretched as if to grip the girl by her shoulder. "hey, are you all right? Is your head bothering you? I've got some aspirin in my bag if you need something for it...." She offered, frowning somewhat as she studied the other's face.

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"yes." Jasper sighed, Mirroring the fatigue he felt from Edward and his own emotions as he thought of the inevitable change they would have to go through once again. "until we have to do it all over again." He agreed, words coming out quickly and quietly, trying to preserve what little air he had left in his lungs in case he needed to speak in class.

The shift in Edward's emotions was once again abrupt, alarming, slamming into Jasper and catching him off guard, making every muscle in his body stiffen with alarm as he came to a sudden halt, eyes once again snapping to his brother. The influx of new students was having a much bigger impact on the both of them then he would've liked, their actions becoming too obvious, two strange. But Edward could have stopped hearing thoughts, Jasper could have stopped feeling emotions, just as easily as a human could lift a boulder. Momentarily making the assumption that this second reaction was similar to the first, Jaz didn't hesitate to soothe away some of the anxiety he could feel coming off of the bronze haired vampire.

After a moment, Edward looked directly at him and Jasper met his gaze with a question in his thoughts and on his face. He got an answer, but it wasn't something he was expecting to hear. Things were changing. Changing how? Before he could get any other answers out of Edward, the other had begun to walk away, Pulling out his cell phone, Fingers tapping quickly against the device as he wrote a message. Presumably, the message was to Carlisle, but Jasper would have to wait to find out what it was about later. Edward wasn't giving away any information at the moment.partially annoyed, wishing he had a better understanding of the changes that were happening around him so that he could be better prepared, the blonde vampire resisted the temptation to go after his brother as he turned in the opposite direction, striding down the hallway in the direction of his own class.
Steak, bacon, and ham. All things he had luckily previously tried and found to be enjoyable, most notably the steak. And that made him feel less apprehensive about trying pizza. He made an agreeable noise in his throat in response.

After a moment, Cinead began to notice that the crowd was beginning to part much more quickly before them, making the going easier. That either had something to do with Anna's determination and the expression on her face or the wide berth people usually gave him. Whichever the underlying cause, he was grateful for the decrease in the press of bodies. "Will we be needing to drive or will we be all right to walk the distance?" He finally asked, trying to judge the trajectory of their path.
Me as well! So glad you sent me a message. ❤️

Mission accomplished! I love it when you can laugh at your own writing.
Thank you! And you know, I'm really enjoying having a cute romance. I haven't done one in such a long time, it's refreshing.

Oh, my goodness. I was laughing so hard when I listen to your post! It was absolutely adorable! I loved it.
What on earth is ice cream... Cinead thought confusedly, Drawing his eyebrows together and casting a baffled expression towards Anna. He was about to ask her when she preemptively stopped him, as if the idea was somehow painful to her. Before he could quite wrap his head around this idea, she had determinedly marched up to him, taking his wrist in a firm grasp and beginning to tow him out of the building at a quick pace, resolutely stating that she was bound and determined to get him to try pizza. The entire thing had another laugh bubbling up from his chest. "The meat lovers sounds promising." He mused aloud, hopeful at the idea of a pizza promoted specifically to those who loved to eat meat. Perfect for a carnivore.
~nudge~ Still craving those werewolves. And I could even enjoy doing the Mystery of the Black Hare plot with a preference for playing the female.
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