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hi! and welcome to the forum!
Feel free to join or start your own RP's or conversations and add your own comments, as long as they are not offensive. For people who have been trusted with my password, there is also the Conversation Page for you.
Have fun,
My friends have caused me to make some rules:
1. I don't mind Showenei (sp) but nothing more than this please.
2. Actually no more than that for either gender, whatever the sexuality.
3. You can suggest at most things
4. And if you give me cause to delete your roleplay i will, but I would rather you just obeyed the rules and everyone was happy.
5. Nothing Racist or anything like that. I'll probably ban you.
Astralise x. Astralise's forum. - ...In which our OCs are locked in an empty room together. sana
(2611 posts so far) | | Blake adjusted his poition in the other's arms, wiping away Terry's tears and pressing a single kiss to his lips.
"It's okay, Terry, y'know? You lost him and I lost Gabe, but we have eachother now, right? So don't be sad." | | | | A Paper Rose
(1634 posts so far) | | Terry took a deep, stabilising breath, and looked down at Blake, smiling softly.
"You are the most adorable thing. You remind me of him, somewhat." | | | | sana
(2611 posts so far) | | Blake carefully avoided Terry's gaze, "I shouldn't, Terry. That's an insult to Elden." he smiled sadly, changing the subject before Terry had a chance to disagree, "And I am not cute, I'm totally badass, okay?" | | | | A Paper Rose
(1634 posts so far) | | "Of course," Terry inclined his head, grinning. "And what I said is not an insult to Elden. I loved him. Always will. But he died a long time ago. And by being here, and reminding me of him in little ways even though you are totally unique, you are helping honour his memory." | | | | sana
(2611 posts so far) | | "That wasn't what I meant." Blake muttered, "There are so many things that I just let happen as one of the unseelie...." A crying girl, clinging to Gabriel's arm, totally out of it; drunk on pain and lust and empty promises, "And..." Blake took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, unable to believe he was sharing this with Terry, and undid the top two buttons of his shirt so that Terry could see the tiniest fraction of his scars. Newer, barely-healed gashes crossed years old scars, horrific both in themselves and in the memories they still provoked. Blake felt sick, It's too much. I can't do this. Not yet....no. He would have seen them anyway., "I'm....I'm damaged goods, but if you're willing to accept that, then..." Blake's normally-confident voice was barely above a whisper, "Then I'm here, I guess." |
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