He Made Sure To Get A Good Hold For The Jump And Made It Through Just Fine, Although It Was Still A Little

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☎️ my first character i ever roleplayed: My werewolf OC that was part of the circus. (I honestly don't remember his name anymore) 🚕 my most embarrassing roleplay moment: My sentence was "she made his heartbeat faster" and autocorrect changed "heart" to "hand" so I was the butt end of many, many w*nking jokes. 🍷 a character i want to write but never made a blog for: No such thing exists. If I've wanted to try a character I've made a blog for it. I deleted most because they're not successful. (and I have deleted all of them except Ava, Zuko and my current OC so goes to show my failures as an RPer) 🦄 the best thing that's happened to me in roleplay this year: The Hogwarts AU has consumed my RP life in the best and most unexpected way... 📒 three blogs i couldn't live without: @starwrittenfates and @secrets-to-lose The third one is a secret because I don't want that person to get harassed off the site if people find out said person has a tumblr and I would simply wither without their beautiful, soul inspiring music. 🛍 the one thing i wish all of my followers knew about me: I don't necessarily want people to know it, but I think it is only fair for people to know that I have a condition related to having had covid so if I ever disappeared it isn't because I didn't want to RP anymore, it is because my condition checked me out of the hotel of life. Sorry that one is a bit dark.

"Very well." He approached the panel and being machine himself found hacking into the doctor's files much easier and much quicker than she had. "The doctor is a part of The UC Xenowarfare Division. Occisio machina... or terrormorph as they've been named are Xeno weapons being tested." He continued pouring over the information quickly and then took notice of something that would no doubt interest her. There was a Research Lab on Kreet... and... well this didn't bode well at all. "The Doctor is planning to release the terrormorphs on Akila City to wipe out the resistance leadership and put down your rebellion. It would seem this has just been the test run and judging by how well they wiped the soldiers..." It didn't need to be said what would happen with untrained civilians.

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

-From Closed to Opened-

(The person meant to answer this never did so if anyone else is interested let me know)

WWI - The Apocalypse (Closed Starter)

Sign up for King and Country. For Honor and Glory. Do your part. It started that way. Eager enthusiasm to serve one's country. But it didn't stay that way. The moment one had to put a seventeen-inch blade through another man and watch the light fading from his eyes it changed something. It changed when the bombs started falling and disintegrated a man right before your very eyes. It changed when you listened to young boys crying out for their mothers as they died tangled up in the muddy barbed wire in no man's land where nobody could reach them to render aid. No. There was no honor and there was no glory here. Only pointless waste of lives. Defeatists talk they would call it, but he knew the truth. The only ones to call it defeatist were rich old men with something to gain. Thunder rumbled in the distance, and he sighed heavily to himself, knowing a cold rain would only bring with it more discomfort and suffering. Adjusting he tried to make himself as comfortable as he could within the small dugout in the side wall of the trench that served for a bed. No mattress and a helmet made for a poor pillow, but it was what they had. A few soldiers on patrol made their way back and forth through the trenches. The mood had become very somber. No longer was it the jovial banter of stating they would be home before Christmas. There was no end in sight.

the house always wins

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oblivion scenery - part 6

Making his way over to a panel he managed to pry the bent thing open and flip a few breakers that turned on the lights. Better than sitting in the dark. "That should have the water running for a shower." Or at least he hoped that there was still water, and the thing hadn't sprung a leak, but the lights were green, so it looked good. Now for that live wire... he flipped a few breakers and switched to find the right one to get that shut off. "I expect a clean uniform or two in the bunks."

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

I love chill roleplay partners that don’t mind when you go mia for a while and totally understand that some weeks you’re just busy and some days you’re not even busy you just don’t want to deal with the world in general/don’t want to do a thing and who don’t think that just bc you haven’t talked in a week or two that means the plot is dead and who don’t need to be in daily contact with you to enjoy writing/talking/plotting with you and I love that when we finally have so time time to talk/rp we just pick up right where we left off and it’s never weird or awkward God bless u guys

You should have named your android "Andrew"

I now wish so badly that I had thought of that myself, because that is very clever, but I am settled on his name as it is. Thanks for the input though.

My muse is suffering from war flashbacks. Send me “You’re safe here.” for my muse’s reaction.