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Terra Et Tempore
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → Terra Et Tempore**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
She had gone through the door expecting to be home, but now, she was farther from it than ever. Skysaeia, where the salt water tinged the air, and seagulls swooped majestically. The saltiest thing here was the Kibachi, and she thought she had maybe seen a pigeon on the walk over.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Taking off her headphones, she takes a table for one and dismisses the strong magical presence as thick atmosphere, seating herself far away enough that she wouldn't be noticed. She even had her magic dampener in her purse to subdue her own presence.
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。┈┈⋆
He downed another glass. It was times like this where he was glad where he could control whether he got drunk or not.
He poured himself another glass. Half the bottle was gone.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
She grabbed a napkin, and pulled a pen out of her Skysaeia bag.
What I know:
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I am in a strange world.
This world has a history of interdimensional travels.
The door lied. This isn't Skysaeia.
The people here have stronger magic than I have ever seen.
I don't know how to get home. Either to earth, or Skysaeia.
I don't know anything about this world's values/currencies/history.
I do not know how or why I ended up here.
I have nowhere to go.
I have no possessions to my name.
The only person I know is immortal.
I cannot depend on anyone but myself.
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Well, I did ask for an adventure.
I did ask for a door.
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Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place... searching for an old familiar face.
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I am in a strange world.
This world has a history of interdimensional travels.
The door lied. This isn't Skysaeia.
The people here have stronger magic than I have ever seen.
I don't know how to get home. Either to earth, or Skysaeia.
I don't know anything about this world's values/currencies/history.
I do not know how or why I ended up here.
I have nowhere to go.
I have no possessions to my name.
The only person I know is immortal.
I cannot depend on anyone but myself.
~
Well, I did ask for an adventure.
I did ask for a door.
~
Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place... searching for an old familiar face.
She had no idea what she was going to do. But Moon knew how to keep an open mind. She knew how to be quiet and when to speak. When to fade into the background, and when to maintain a presence. When to run away and when to take it.She could wait, analyze, and try to figure out who or what brought her here.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
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。┈┈⋆
He downed another glass, wiping the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket. He almost looked like his old self, leaning over the table, propped on one arm.
"I was already planning on it, but I almost changed my mind when I saw you here. But you win. I'll come over."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
~
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
So she orders something, another apple juice and just let's it stay at the other side of the table.
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。┈┈⋆