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Though you may just jump in at any time, I don't want this to be overcrowded so as long as it says open you can join. It may close eventually. To get some rules out of the way-
1. No swearing. Please understand that as a human being there are things I am not comfortable with.
2. Don't go overboard and start killing off everyone without anyone's permission and don't get super gory and bloody and stuff.
3. Nothing beyond kissing, hugging, cuddling and lovey dovey mushy talk if romance gets involved.
And I would like a consistent plot going too.
Now the fun part...
Forums Role Playing 【 once there was a tower. . . 】OPEN(just jump in at any moment)
You lay in bed, letting soft hands tuck you in. The curtains sway back and forth as the girl sits down on the chair beside the bed. She settles down, opening the book. She stares at you with blue eyes, curtained by pink hair.
"Once upon a time..."
"Once upon a time..."
The words on the page blurred in and out of focus, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier by the minute. But that couldn't be, because this was her favorite book and she was just getting to the exciting part. The chair she sat in felt too comfy to leave, and the morning breeze felt refreshing. She was aware that turning around would greet her with the sight of her fluffy bed. The only problem was that going to bed required her to get up, and walk away from this lovely...
She yawned, resting her hands, which held her book, on the windowsill. She blinked, but her vision remained dark. She didn't feel like opening her eyes, and let the birds outside sing her to peaceful, wonderful...
She sneezed, scrunching her face and going to scratch the sudden itch on her nose. She turned ba-
Oh.
She squeezed her fingers around thin air and paled, Even more than she already was. She gulped audibly, peeking from her window down her tower, sprouting from the forest like a tall flower. She looked down and saw nothing but trees, and the mist which kept her from seeing the grass she knew was below but had never felt with her own feet. She looked up. She had never dropped anything out of her tower before, never. Her mother and brother were out, Her favorite book was gone. She felt like the characters would think her silly for being so anxious, for you see books are but books but...
The girl bolted, skipping to the door that led to the stairs which led to a long way down in a whizz of bare feet, white hair and white ruffles. She stopped, hand frozen mid air. No. She couldn't.
She ran back to the windowsill, and hoisted herself, peering back down at the endless trees and... she felt a slight emptiness as she thought of her small book, lost down there, where everything was...
'Oh dear...'
She yawned, resting her hands, which held her book, on the windowsill. She blinked, but her vision remained dark. She didn't feel like opening her eyes, and let the birds outside sing her to peaceful, wonderful...
She sneezed, scrunching her face and going to scratch the sudden itch on her nose. She turned ba-
Oh.
She squeezed her fingers around thin air and paled, Even more than she already was. She gulped audibly, peeking from her window down her tower, sprouting from the forest like a tall flower. She looked down and saw nothing but trees, and the mist which kept her from seeing the grass she knew was below but had never felt with her own feet. She looked up. She had never dropped anything out of her tower before, never. Her mother and brother were out, Her favorite book was gone. She felt like the characters would think her silly for being so anxious, for you see books are but books but...
The girl bolted, skipping to the door that led to the stairs which led to a long way down in a whizz of bare feet, white hair and white ruffles. She stopped, hand frozen mid air. No. She couldn't.
She ran back to the windowsill, and hoisted herself, peering back down at the endless trees and... she felt a slight emptiness as she thought of her small book, lost down there, where everything was...
'Oh dear...'
Oh! Now, what was this? The cloaked figure stared, for a moment, at the item that had fallen from the sky--But surely from the trees, not the sky.--to land at his feet. A book! Books were invaluable. Then why had it been so carelessly tossed?
Cursed, perhaps.
...That was an even less reasonable assumption than falling from the sky, his own present condition aside.
He looked up, out from the depths of the hood, seeking the source.
A tower...? I didn't know anyone lived so far out here. An outpost, perhaps?
The worn stone was just visible through the branches. If he'd not been nearly assassinated by literature, he might've assumed a ruins of some kind. Certainly the wild undergrowth and the trees themselves could use a good clearing; that tower couldn't possibly offer much in the way of proper defense. But against what, out here, would they need defending? Aggressive raccoons? Angry squirrels? Ambitious rabbits, perhaps? He snorted to himself. It was safe enough. Obscurity alone was helpful. Why, he'd very nearly passed it right by, himself.
After a moment longer of consideration, he picked up the fallen item from the ground.
"Come along, then. Someone is bound to be missing you."
Cursed, perhaps.
...That was an even less reasonable assumption than falling from the sky, his own present condition aside.
He looked up, out from the depths of the hood, seeking the source.
A tower...? I didn't know anyone lived so far out here. An outpost, perhaps?
The worn stone was just visible through the branches. If he'd not been nearly assassinated by literature, he might've assumed a ruins of some kind. Certainly the wild undergrowth and the trees themselves could use a good clearing; that tower couldn't possibly offer much in the way of proper defense. But against what, out here, would they need defending? Aggressive raccoons? Angry squirrels? Ambitious rabbits, perhaps? He snorted to himself. It was safe enough. Obscurity alone was helpful. Why, he'd very nearly passed it right by, himself.
After a moment longer of consideration, he picked up the fallen item from the ground.
"Come along, then. Someone is bound to be missing you."
Questing:
Bouncer
Candy Cane Lane
Curious Case
Haunting
Oracle
Unique Bases
Vaughn's Belt
Veles
Bouncer
Candy Cane Lane
Curious Case
Haunting
Oracle
Unique Bases
Vaughn's Belt
Veles
@Avocado: She continued to peer down. She probably shouldn't be so worried. Perhaps when they get back, they'll return it to her. But then mother would get angry, and scold her for being so careless with her belongings, but that was fine. She'd be right anyway. But looking down, she couldn't help but think... She didn't know when they'll be back. A lot of things could happen then. It could rain, or worse, storm. A pack of wolves could gobble it up and tear it to pieces. Or a witch could come and steal it.
She climbed away from the window, and took slow steps towards the door. She reached her hand out, touching the cold doorknob. She twisted it, pulling back to be greeted with the sight of a room that was a kitchen, yet a sleeping area at the same time. She walked quietly, as though the slightest sound could awaken a slumbering monster. But she knew she was alone, yet she felt so anxious... A few minutes, all it would take was a few minutes. Wait. She went to the kitchen area, grabbing a knife for defense.
Good.
She tip toed off, towards the stairs. She went down down down through the spiraling sunlit steps, until she stopped. She was frozen, clutching the knife to her chest as she breathed out a shuddering breath. What she was about to do had just sunken in. She peered a blue eye out of one of the hole-like windows that lined the wall, if they could be called that, to make sure that she wasn't going to regret this decision. This was her first time getting this low, and she could see so many new things!
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Having you as a Voltie would be awesome.