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7 yrs ago
Current Now that I have given up video games I should have a lot more time to RP now. I'm sure that I'm not the first person to have declared this but hopefully I won't be the last.
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7 yrs ago
To all those who are awaiting a post from me I'm sorry. I have no excuses. I expect the very best from myself and frankly that kind of pressure brings about some major procrastination.
7 yrs ago
I very well may be the worst fps player the world has ever known.
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7 yrs ago
Has anyone heard of this Smitty Werbenjagermanjensen guy? They say he's number one.
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7 yrs ago
Alright, no more screwing around. I have to get started on my various projects. I can't let another week go by with nothing done. Lady France awaits and I'm not getting any younger.
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Bio

I guess this is where I explain myself.

All I can say is that my existence is an endless void occasionally interrupted by passing flashes of light.
Interlaced with a little randomness here and there to, ya know, keep things interesting.


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"Hey Corinne! Wait for me!" Rolo called out.

It took him a few moments to realise that Corinne was trying to get his attention, so enraptured he was by the memories the table elicited. Memories both wonderful yet painful in equal measure. Such memories stirred a deep longing within Rolos heart. For what did he long for, Rolo had yet to tell a single soul. But the longing was there, with its ceaseless intensity. The sound of Corinne walking up the spiral staircase though, at long last, finally broke his reverie.

Rolo walked up the spiral staircase towards Corinne, who stopped in her tracks. They were only a fraction of the way to the top but already Rolos heart beated rapidly. A new batch of sweat formed upon his brow.

"It's a long way up to the light room at the top, and I don't wanna be left behind." stated Rolo.

"But you know me, I ain't what I used to be. I'm gonna level with ya baby girl. Those are a hell of a lot of damn stairs, and I don't think I can make it all in one go. Maybe I can, with you by my side. Just go a little slow ok?" confessed Rolo meekly.

It was the first time in a long time that he began to feel ashamed of his weight. Such concerns, he always believed, were way too girly for a tough guy like him. The fact that he had trouble climbing the lighthouse stairs though, made him feel not so tough. The very thought made him feel uneasy.
@RhythmloidGet them to email me.
@RhythmloidOH MY GOD THAT IS AMAZING!
@RhythmloidI do that with most things. I actually am busy though.
@RhythmloidHow so?
Rolo gave Corinne a slightly amused look.

"It's a Sea Salt Bay thing Corinne. You're the new chick, so I don't expect you to get it. But wait til you see the view from the top of this baby!" Rolo exclaimed excitedly.

He then grabbed Corinnes hand and led her inside the lighthouse. The room inside was circular, as the architecture visible from the outside suggests. On the ground floor was what what looked like a living area filled with antique furniture. The room was quite spartan in decoration, which perfectly represented the simple and humble life of a lighthouse keeper. A pinewood dining table with four pinewood chairs sat in the middle of the room. Beneath the winding staircase that circled the interior of the wall, lay a single bed. On the opposite wall sat a wardrobe, a couple of kitchen appliances, and a large antique radio. A door to a small bathroom area stood nearby. Overall, it looked like a cozy place to live.

Rolo walked up to the dining table then put his hand on to the table top. He felt the old, smooth wood grain beneath his finger tips. He stood there, lost in thought. A deeply pensive look played across his features.
@RhythmloidNo, I am. I'm the worst person I know.
@RhythmloidI sure am.
Rolo held Corinnes hand like it was a delicate rose petal. His grip was firm and unyielding yet soft and gentle. So engrossed was he by the sensation of her hand in his that he narrowly evaded walking into one of the park benches situated on the side of the lighthouse Boardwalk, facing out into the bay. As warm as the sun was that day, for Rolo at least, it was nothing compared to the warmth of Corinnes hand.

The couple walked in silence, admiring the perfect spring day on the bay. A flock of western gulls nearby took wing on a particularly strong gust of wind that blew. Off in the distance, at the far end of he beach near the rocks, a pack of seals could be heard sounding their distict barking sounds as they lounged on the sandy beach.

A couple of minutes of strolling later they finally reached the base of the lighthouse. Its oak door was left open to the public. An information panel stood next to the doorway, complete with a very old black and white photo of the lighthouse as well as a group photo its builders. They were haggard looking manly men in old timey clothes. One of them sported a a rather large and impressive bushy beard with a smoking pipe in his mouth. The information board reads as follows:

Here stands the Lonely Lighthouse, known amongst sailors as Fishermans Folly. First built in the year 1883, this lighthouse served the people of Sea Salt Bay for many decades guiding fishing vessels back to shore. Sadly though, the Sea Salt Bay local fishing industry ended up going belly up. It just couldn't compete with the industries of larger towns and cities anymore. And so this lighthouse soon fell out of commission when the fishermen left the bay for better opportunities in livelier waters. Despite this, the Sea Salt Bay local council has maintained this lighthouse and opened it up to tourists and the locals out of pride for our town and its history.

"I've always loved this lighthouse." stated Rolo.
@RhythmloidI wish I could have another two week holiday so I could RP everyday.
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