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Terra Et Tempore
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → Terra Et Tempore"So if you're immortal and nigh unkillable, why are you a university professor?" It was an honest question.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
given how the Hibachi grill was just a few houses ahead, along with Kendo and Moon. She just did not notice, she was typing another message again, then closing it again. It has been going on like that for some time...
You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
His LED cycled from blue to yellow as he showed visible frustration. Now, he scanned people's faces, looking for hints of anything but aggression, stress or anything similar. They were more approachable that way, he deemed.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Like C'mon you can cross William out and put Olive back in. I was there, I can guarantee. William was trash! Hey! William was pretty cool! So what if his version of justice didn't line up. Huh? HUH?? "Could you guys stop fighting? It's loud enough with all the other things in my head right now." Yumine shook his head, putting the pencil between his teeth. The viruses immediately apologized but grumbled on nonetheless.
Far away, a lone Enderman returned from picking up blocks. He shuffled from wood planks to dirt as he sauntered back to his home. Well, to-be home it's still missing a few pieces but it's still home nonetheless. It would've been faster to just teleport there but it was much more fun to take a walk and soak in the life around him. As he placed the blocks he hummed a little tune, his tail happily swishing through his feet.
He shrugged.
"So here I am."
He kept walking for a few moments... before stopping, and turning around once more.
"You know what, whatever. You must be hungry, and I like this hibachi grill place as well so..."
He pushed the restuarant's doors open, bracing himself for what was coming next.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
"That's not what I go by, anymore. These days, I'm just the Professor."
He turned to look at Mona, with a groan.
"Good afternoon, Mona. How've you been?"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
She didn't like the insinuations they were making. But Moon refused to let the emotions get the best of her.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
He was dressed far better than the last time she'd seen him. Instead of a blue hoodie, black track shorts and pink bunny slippers, he was dressed in a sharp swallowtail trenchcoat, a collared shirt and dress pants, in a pair of black combat boots.
His hair had grown out, as well, but it was better kept, and ut looked like he had actually put some work into maintaining it. It was far lighter than it used to be.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Caleb had finally come in to the restaurant, opening the door with a grumpy-ish expression. “Could’ve woken me up.” He said. He had been in the motorcycle Mercy was driving since he didn’t want to ride with Scara. His appearance hadn’t changed at all in the past 12 years.
You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
His tone was light, but had an assertiveness behind it.
"It's not Kendo. Not Kendo Satou. Not Neo. Not Miyazaki. It's just. The Professor."
He adjusted the golden watch on his wrist.
"And yes, I decided to dress better."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.