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Gonna give it a try. by Arinia on January 18th, 2015, 8:13 pm
Hello all, I usually don't do blog's, or really inform people of my plans, or information. But, I decided I will for this site, mostly because I have fallen in love with Mizahar.
The lore, and plots, the character generation and creation is all intoxicating, and this is actually my second time to play on a site such as this. I actually created Arinia some time ago, before I even made her on this site for a book I am writing, but once I found Mizahar I felt she was perfect for this world.
I created my character last semester, but I never got to do more than start working on a flashback, it was my fist year of college and it grabbed me a lot harder than I expected.
I am studying Engineering Physics at Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University in Daytona Beach Florida, and it was extremely difficult so I lost connection to both my character here any my book.
I have decided to continue both and stay on them longer with the new year, hence why I have made and added to the blog on the forum, I don't really expect to be role-playing with a lot of people soon, hell I really don't even know if anyone will look on my blog. But, here i will keep what is going on in my life, and it is here I will explain if I must go for something or can be expected to be very slow.
If such becomes the case I apologize now in advance, but I will do it again as it happens.
Thank you for anyone who is reading and if anyone, anyone at all has any advise for a newby please feel free to encourage. |
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Cobwebs abound! by Absynia on March 27th, 2013, 2:02 am
Hrm, its not good for the muse when threads die. I won't pretend that I am myself above letting them slip by, if I have I do apologize. That being said its a sad thing to see, especially without word given by my rp partners. I can understand, but it still makes me sigh.
I figure I ought to post a little something on my characters, mostly the whys of them. Absynia was my first, I've always wanted to play a character that is mute, she gives me a neat challenge. With her I brought out my ill tempered sarcastic cynical side, but also put in to her things I wish I could do or had.
Savitaire... Ahh Savi, he's a fun one to play. At once kind and calm, but deadly if pushed. He really does have a good heart, even if it coats a darker side that revels in bloodshed. In him I put my moments of calm, my love for a laugh and while I as his writer am good with horses, I decided to have in him them be a challenge. I wonder if I'll ever find him a lover, he does so love red heads.
Leith Mournlith, my rascally imp. She's at once brave and loyal as she is innocent. Right off the bat she landed in trouble, but her true heart always guides her, I wonder what lessons she will have learned from this? I just started her less than a week ago and already she amazes me, just hope it doesn't land me in trouble lol. In her is my playfulness, my love for fun and my confusion of human kind. Oh and she's freer in her ways than I am, she makes me facepalm... I gave her my honesty, my loyalty and gifted her with eyes to see things as they are while also seeing the bigger picture.
I really don't plan on making more characters, I have enough on my plate with those I have now. I think of myself as the hands that they use to write themselves for even I cannot know what they plan to do. I gave them life and they run with it following their individual natures and for however long I rp with someone I am grateful to each of my partners for they help my characters grow.
I am never not amazed...
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Just something random.. by Diane on September 5th, 2010, 4:44 am
Hi there..I want to put here some poems,nothing to big or something.^^ Just trying' my luck to get some readers and critics maybe
A Loveless heart..
In times like this,love is all you got but when you don't have it it's the worst that can Happen. Loving you is painful,almost suffocating I was caught up in your hands same as a tamed bird,caged forever in Endless time...
Even if you said you love me you aren't ready for this while your heart isn't secure and seems made from ice.In this heartless world I try so hard to reach you But it seems it's not enough. never was enough for you..
I feel as my heart is bleeding and it's in pain a pain that even the rain can't wash it away. My love for you shall be eternal as yours will shatter along with the wind And may never reach my soul.. because your love isn't true nor from this world it's only a fake mirror in which Once I believed,but it only brought me Pain...
In the end,no matter how hard I try my wings are broken and I shall never fly again No matter how hard you try the fake love you held for me will never reach ME Because you have a Loveless heart..
Reaching you..
The moonlight shares a beautiful reflection the city is quiet as a grave Far away,in the sky a shooting star remained caught in the darkness..
I want to live even if it's a little I may not change at all,but the painful feelings are getting inflated.. I doesn't matter how I feel 'cause I lost towards you!
Even if I can't meet you,I keep my memories locked deep inside me,in the smallest place I want to look at the happy moments along with your smell and holding your hand..
I just don't want our bound to torn apart there's no way I can handle that, I've stopped crying now,but the sky seems unclear as reaching... | [ Continued ]
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Of Bunnies and Writer's Block by Absynia on August 26th, 2012, 6:09 pm
The bane to all writers is the blockage of that which we draw inspiration. It can be because of a repiticious pattern, the need of change of work space, life's woes or just a singular lack of inspiration at all. Its a plague tha sweeps across all known boundaries and makes the individual with it want to tear out their hair (If they have any). My advice, do whatever comes to mind, if that be nothing thats okay! Ones desires to do things oft drive the muse, go with the flow and you'll probably get it back.
Plot Bunnies are just as bad a writers block, but more evil. While a block is this constant nonpainful 'meh' feeling, these dastardly critters are not so kind. Gnawing, clawing, hopping around ones brain. They don't care if you want to sleep, they don't care if your rp partners are tired, they want nothing more than satisfaction now now now. Giving in seems to be the only cure... If you have them those with writers block envy you, if you have bunnies give them a carrot and hope they settle down.
Also, beware the broccolli in your fridge... There is a mass of human eating super-vegetables covertly sneaking in to camouflage themselves amongst their normal mundane brethren. They want nothing more than to reap revenge upon the humans that eat their kind. Lock all things away that they can use as a weapon and beware their teeth. They are very tasty when steamed, roasted and dipped in ranch.
That is all for today...
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Wow... I'm blogging... by Ethan Renault on June 20th, 2010, 5:51 am
I never thought it would come to this. You see, I'm not the blogging type. However, my time in self-inflicted solitude has inevitably worn away at my previous inhibitions on the matter. So I figure I might as well rant a little to feel like I’m actually interacting with people. Hollow? Yes. Creepy? Maybe a little. Effective? I have yet to see. So I’m living in Texas right now. Texas, the “Don’t mess with…” one. You have to understand that I’m from Michigan, NOT Texas. I’m used to being surrounded by people that I know, people I understand, people that I am comfortable with and who are comfortable with me. I like to think that I am rather good at making new friends, but it seems that there are few friends to be easily made down here. I’ve adopted some peculiar liminal state in which those I associate with on a daily basis are in their upper 30s to late 50s. I rest precariously at the weaning age of 20. It is not that these people are not friendly and helpful; indeed they have generosity in spades. No, the issue is that it is hard to relate to them. They’re all married, with KIDS. I can just see the conversation unfolding: Me: Hey Chuck! Whatchya up to tonight? Wanna hang out? Chuck: Umm… I have to take my little girl to ballet, then I’ve got tons of yard work to do for my wife… Chuck: What exactly do you have in mind? Me: I don’t know, what do you do for fun Chuck? Chuck: Well, I get home from work and play with my daughter, then make dinner, and then usually watch a movie or something with my wife. Me: Oh, that’s cool. I probably wouldn’t be invited to any of that, huh? Chuck: Might be a little strange, yeah. Me: Good… So here I lay, sprawled out on a gray-sheeted Serta mattress I scavenged from a local dumpster, at midnight, on a Saturday night, clacking away at on my old Dell laptop, hoping that through this mental exercise I may connect somehow with the outside world in a meaningful way. “Whoa”, you might be saying. “Meaningful…?? We aren’t ... [ Continued ]
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