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 Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 9:23 pm
Glacial Apocalypse xXBisexual FlanXx Glacial Apocalypse ((Guys, don't worry. It's just the 40-50 page blues. We can work past this! If Dakota and Alix aren't done in the next couple of days, I'll post ten paragraphs of uneventful description of the Conference room. I'm not sure how it will help, but it'll give me something to do with my ridiculous amounts of free time.)) ((I wish I had ridiculous amounts of free time. I have like four days before I have to pack up and head to Canada, where I will have no internet connection for a week. D= )) ((Oh, thanks for the heads up, and the inadvertent reminder. We still have that one x one which I keep forgetting about like a spaz. Sorry about that. I'll get on it.)) ((Yay! I was contemplating throwing a rock at you. A cookie-shaped rock. Made out of a cookie.))
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 3:00 pm
((Well, cookie fights aside, is this roleplay going to get moving eventually?))
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 10:26 pm
((Mebbeh. Or we could...y'know...have a flashback...))
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 2:49 am
((That's a good idea actually... Character flashbacks to fill time until we get the roleplay going? I'd like to see one from Dakota. There's far too much unexplored mystery in her character to pass up such an opportunity.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 10:54 am
((and spoil everything.....I'll think about it...))
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 6:56 am
Krazy Michelle Ranak ((and spoil everything.....I'll think about it...)) ((Come on, I'm as bored as ********. Can someone do something, please?))
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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 7:59 am
((Eveh bodeh... just so you know, I'm going to be on a two week hiatus in England.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:29 am
((I'd say that I should listen to the piccolos again, but right now my three person flute section sounds bad enough to give me a constant headache, so I would rather not. School's started here again, so I'll have an opportunity to get on a lot more. (For some reason nothing except the forums are blocked, which I hardly ever get on anyway.) I am sorry for like only posting maybe 10 times this summer...))
Ainsley bit her lip hard to keep from giggling. Poor Mort. He looked utterly adorable as he tried to explain the plant. Only he could pull off looking cute instead of just silly in this situation. She glanced out of the corner of her eye at Anna, she actually seemed quite calm around him: she wasn't even blushing. Were crushes actually that short? Maybe Ainsley was lucky enough that Lysander and her would be exactly the same, and they'd forget about what happened in the limousine.
The brunette gave the younger boy a smile, shaking her head, "Don't worry, I'm sure that there's a brigade of maids around here. And that she can afford another plant." Tossing her hair, she shrugged, "Did you get your letter?"
Sasha glanced around the kitchen with a frown. Laska wasn't there. ((I don't think....I at least couldn't find her post that said she was. If she is I'll edit it. >.<)) Pulling out her bright pink iPhone, she started texting her friend. She spent too much of her memory remembering people's faces and sensitive spots, when in came to work, Sasha just cleaned wherever seemed dirty. She knew, however, with guests order was important. So she'd ask Itsy where to start.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 2:09 pm
 Everything...I was trying to run from them.((Eh, it's fine, Fall. Hey, not to be all weird and stalkerish, but did you make an RP called 'The Immortals' a few years back? Oh, and Glacial, if I don't get a reply in bloodshed by the time I come back from my Hiatus, you are a dead fish. Rar.))
Anna nodded as Ainsley shook her head. It was sort of for emotional support. Mort seemed the type to fall to pieces if given a cold shoulder, even if the shoulder was actually so warm it felt cold, and by felt cold you mean felt warm, so she got the feeling she had to do the opposite of what Ainsley was doing, giving him a strange but not unkind feeling. She didn't really think it would help, but it was a nice way of thinking of it, and she liked seeing Mort perplexed. He was kinda funny.
"Oh, yeah. Hey, Mort. We got these weird letters that were exactly the same. How 'bout you?" Anna held the two envelopes up for Mort to see. "She handwrote them, but the only thing that changed was the name of whoever got the letter. Makes you kinda wonder why she even wrote it up four times. I mean, couldn't she just write it once on a computer and then just copy paste it?" Anna sighed, setting a finger to her forehead. "Maybe she's old fashioned? If she's just doing it to impress, well...that's the kind of thing that annoys me."
~!~
Yoh glanced over at Sasha and almost laughed. There wasn't anything particularly funny, it just crossed his mind that her phone was 'skankily' pink. He had this thing about thinking of Sasha as a skank. It was always either a skank or a slut, which he was sure she'd quickly offer to prove. Hopefully he never called her Lucy. That would be awkward. Shrugging it off, he turned to lean on the counter and put on his noise-canceling, bright orange headphones. He loved his headphones. There wasn't even a wire where it connected into an iPod or MP3 player, because there was a small slot on one of the ear poof things that he put his (rather outdated) MP3 player in and listened to the very strange songs that he loved. Not 'Weird Al' strange. More like 'Godspell' or 'Captain Swing' strange. Things that no one had heard of but him, but he liked so much that he attempted to get other people to listen to it. Since no one had heard of it, no one did. Oh well.
Yoh closed his eyes and smiled in that I'm sinking into a subconscious state of mind where I become an invisible puddle, leave me be way, and there was the gentle humming to Prepare Ye the Way of the Lord as he began to ignore his surroundings. People often mistook this process as a sort of meditation, or yoga, or whatever. It wasn't really. It was just him training to sink away from reality. No one really knew what this would help him with. It was just what he said whenever someone pulled him out of his trance early to ask him what he was doing. Oh well. It was Yoh, for Chrissakes. What could happen? ...Will work out.
Why are you just as scary?
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 9:31 am
((Not to sound stupid, but who's Fall? >.> It's been a long week.))
Ainsley shrugged, for a moment wondering if she was simply just out of ink. There were many a report she turned in written in gel pen or something equally difficult to read because their printer was out of ink. But this girl seemed to have enough money to buy a new printer everytime, let alone ink. She shrugged a little, but asked, "Wanna join us? The clue is obvious, but" she leaned over and whispered playfully, "I think we might be a little lost." She knew that Anna was only guessing where they were going, but any direction was fine with her. Ainsley was the type of person who adored wandering aimlessly. She just rarely had time to do it.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 3:24 pm
((Ahh! A post spurt. While I've been having computer trouble no less. I'm really sorry Flan, honestly. My internet access is not very consistent at the moment as my laptop (just outside of it's flaming warantee period) has broken, but I do know that I can get access for the next week. I'll try and give some input while I can but then I might disappear from the sonar and I'm not sure how long it will be until I can get consistent internet access again. If I'm gone for long feel free to forget about me and move on. I'm sure I'll be able to RP with you guys again in the future even if this one doesn't work out. You can hold me to that. Right now it's late, but I'll get online tomorrow and write something if it kills me. Sorry again.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 2:41 pm
((Ok I call this role play to a stop
But I haven't given up on it yet. I had an idea now I just have to put it together. I declare that I am going to pm every single person that had a character in this rp to let them know that I have a plan. This roleplay will NOT die yet. Not on my watch. Now to get pming and to get people back into our rp...))
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 2:30 pm
((Just accept that it's dead, dear. I know what it's like to get an RP into lvl. 3, only to have it die. It sucks. But there's nothing you can do. Everyone's too busy. You're going to have to let it drop. There's no way it can live.))
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 4:29 pm
((pessimistic...It was a good idea though...))
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 5:11 pm
((Pessimism is reality. Optimism is someone drinking spiked milk. That's how I see it.
So can you tell me the past of Dakota, since I really hate mysteries like that?))
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