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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. A Paper Rose
(1634 posts so far) | | The walk back to the house was an easy one, and soon Terry was ushering everyone inside.
Anna quickly got Elijah inside, and had him quickly bathed, scrubbed and into some fresh, warm, clean clothes as fast as she could.
Terry sat down, holding a sleepy Deillion close, looking slightly forlorn. | | | | sana
(2611 posts so far) | | Midona immediateley ran over to hug a daydreaming Seth, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Missed me?"
Blake just rolled his eyes at her, and sat down next to Terry, "Dude? You look totally sad. What's up? And don't you dare say the sky." | | | | A Paper Rose
(1634 posts so far) | | Terry smiled sadly at Blake. "The angels. They are too strong, Blake. Too strong for me, and Nerus," Terry spat the name, "was going to hurt you. After all you have been through, I could not see you hurt again. Not again." Terry hunched over. "You must think me so weak."
| | | | sana
(2611 posts so far) | | "Terry...I don't...you're not weak. After all, remember that if it weren't for you and Anna..." Blake shuddered slightly, wrapping his arms around Terry, "And as for Nerus, well...we'll find a way. Besides, you don't have to treat me like i'm made of glass, y'know. I-I can deal with his crap. I'm used to it." | | | | A Paper Rose
(1634 posts so far) | | "But you shouldn't be!" Terry snarled, and hugged Blake tight.
Elijah looked so awed by everything. He was dwarfed by the clothes Anna had found, and the sleeves went past his fingers as he clutched at his forearms in a scared, defensive posture. |
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