



Koiyote wrote:Would anyone be willing to do a 3-5 person roleplay with me? I've got a character I want to try out, Violet. He's got the talent to give luck to people, good or bad. I just want to start to develop him more. I'm thinking of a plot, but the area is Las Vegas, Nevada.
I have a large sheet on him if you want to read more about him before you join.


nosebleed wrote:Ugh, good RPs need to stop just popping out of the woodwork right now because I really want to join them. But I can't because I'm in too many already. I have, like, six RPs going at the moment, seven if Glitter opens up the mutations one. /expires into nothingness
ℑʜᴇ ℬᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ℛᴏsᴇ wrote:nosebleed wrote:Ugh, good RPs need to stop just popping out of the woodwork right now because I really want to join them. But I can't because I'm in too many already. I have, like, six RPs going at the moment, seven if Glitter opens up the mutations one. /expires into nothingness
I think we all know the feeling xD I'm in just over 20 if you count one x ones. Thankfully most font get posted in every day though.
final fantasy. wrote:Naminé felt a sharp pain in her chest. Why was she feeling these emotions if she was a nobody? Why was she able to live like a somewhat normal person with the ability to feel and have a somewhat manner of love toward her friend Roxas? She sighed an shook her head in confusion, thoughts mixing up an jumbling, crazier and more confused than almost any other time. She had then majorly regretted her choice to be against Roxas, when all he wanted to do was help her.
She exhaled sharply and watched the mist of crystals and visible air around her mouth disappear in seconds. She felt a lingering desire to turn around and run back, but she again decided against it, which she regretted almost the second she had thought of it. She mumbled to herself and stopped her thinking deeply just to walk a few innocent steps forward, to try and forget the past. But for Naminé, forgetting was the hardest thing that she could do.
She continued to walk towards the motel until she got to the room that she and Roxas had rented. She pulled her frozen hand out of her pocket to test the doorknob, then pull on the handle and have the break of the lock stop her hand from fully turning it counter clockwise. She took a deep breath and felt a few hot tears spring down her cheeks. "Nowhere else to go..." she muttered as she forced herself down and sat on the doorstep of the motel room, hopefully waiting for Roxas to come so she could apologize, or to just let her in.
This is going to be one hard winter.

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