Occupation
After leaving his motherland he decided to wander around and build a log house in the middle of a large and wide forest land known as “Elden Forest” where Blexius would play his instrument to guide travelers to him to aid and sell goods for their trip during the Sunlight since the forest land was filled with monsters, creatures, and spirit wondering the entire land at night. Also, he makes sure to wander around at night to pick some ingredients that only bloom at night or other material of any natural kind and keeps an eye out for travelers who are lost or in trouble.
♡Kinks × Limits in rp♡
First off, here are kinks I'm okay with:
×Breeding/creampies
×Bondage
×Giving & receiving oral
×"Load" Kink
×Rough sex
×Hair pulling
×Spanking
×Gagging
×Hot wax kink
×Nipple play
×R*pe(Consent needed beforehand)
×Gore(Again, consent needed beforehand)
My limits:
×Scat kink
×Piss kink
×Genital mutilation
×Incest[Step fam okay]
×Animal abuse
×Over exaggerated breasts
×Breeding/creampies
×Bondage
×Giving & receiving oral
×"Load" Kink
×Rough sex
×Hair pulling
×Spanking
×Gagging
×Hot wax kink
×Nipple play
×R*pe(Consent needed beforehand)
×Gore(Again, consent needed beforehand)
My limits:
×Scat kink
×Piss kink
×Genital mutilation
×Incest[Step fam okay]
×Animal abuse
×Over exaggerated breasts
Blake Anastasia Marquez
Full Name: Blake Anastasia Marquez
Preferred Name: Blake
Birthday: November 2
Sign: Scorpio
Personality:
Occupation: Exotic Dancer/Escort
Background:
Preferred Name: Blake
Birthday: November 2
Sign: Scorpio
Personality:
Occupation: Exotic Dancer/Escort
Background:
Camden's story
Trigger Warning: mention of parent death, divorce, talks of mental health, cancer, and so on. Take care of yourself!!
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Camden Elias Longhurst was born in Reading, Berkshire, England on Christmas eve, 1978. His mother, Valentina was only 18 years old at the time of his birth. His father, Thomas was no where to be seen, he wasn't very active during the pregnancy. Valentina was Born in Florence, Italy to wealthy Italian fashion designers until, her father's affair had came to light causing seven year old Valentina Rose to move to the UK with her mother. By the time high school had came around she was dating a nice boy, middle class boy from Reading as well, Thomas Longhurst. They get engaged, but Thomas wasn't being faithful at all to Valentina, but Valentina just brushed it off trying to ignore it. But soon falling pregnant with their first child at seventeen was quite a scare as her mother would be highly disappointed by her daughter, Thomas did not care to go to the scans. He didn't want a baby in the first place. They broke up not long after the birth of Camden, who was his the center of his mother's word before long, Thomas was back in Valentina life, getting her pregnant again this time with twins, Thomas Longhurst II, goes by Tommy and Victoria ‘‘Ronnie’’ longhurst. Growing up was difficult as he had no father to look up too, no male role model at all as Valentina never married or got engaged after having the twins. Not long after his 13th birthday he noticed something was off, his mother looked sick, hair was thinner. His mother was sick, cancer. By the time he got married and his his first kid, his mother was in a wheelchair most of the time. By December of 2016, his mother had passed away right before Christmas, he had officially lost it. His only parent was gone, he had two teenage siblings to take care of now their mother had passed away. His mother opened up a pub right before she got sick, leaving Camden to run a pub without really not knowledge on how to properly run a pub, especially on his own terms but safe to say. Running a pub has really kept his mental health in check, especially on the really hard days. Camden took up Singer-songwriting as a hobby to make a little bit of extra money, acting keeps him pretty afloat but he just wanted was best for his daughter, Aurora Valentina Longhurst, who he has full custody of as his ex wife didn't want nothing to do to do with Aurora and Camden anymore.
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Camden Elias Longhurst was born in Reading, Berkshire, England on Christmas eve, 1978. His mother, Valentina was only 18 years old at the time of his birth. His father, Thomas was no where to be seen, he wasn't very active during the pregnancy. Valentina was Born in Florence, Italy to wealthy Italian fashion designers until, her father's affair had came to light causing seven year old Valentina Rose to move to the UK with her mother. By the time high school had came around she was dating a nice boy, middle class boy from Reading as well, Thomas Longhurst. They get engaged, but Thomas wasn't being faithful at all to Valentina, but Valentina just brushed it off trying to ignore it. But soon falling pregnant with their first child at seventeen was quite a scare as her mother would be highly disappointed by her daughter, Thomas did not care to go to the scans. He didn't want a baby in the first place. They broke up not long after the birth of Camden, who was his the center of his mother's word before long, Thomas was back in Valentina life, getting her pregnant again this time with twins, Thomas Longhurst II, goes by Tommy and Victoria ‘‘Ronnie’’ longhurst. Growing up was difficult as he had no father to look up too, no male role model at all as Valentina never married or got engaged after having the twins. Not long after his 13th birthday he noticed something was off, his mother looked sick, hair was thinner. His mother was sick, cancer. By the time he got married and his his first kid, his mother was in a wheelchair most of the time. By December of 2016, his mother had passed away right before Christmas, he had officially lost it. His only parent was gone, he had two teenage siblings to take care of now their mother had passed away. His mother opened up a pub right before she got sick, leaving Camden to run a pub without really not knowledge on how to properly run a pub, especially on his own terms but safe to say. Running a pub has really kept his mental health in check, especially on the really hard days. Camden took up Singer-songwriting as a hobby to make a little bit of extra money, acting keeps him pretty afloat but he just wanted was best for his daughter, Aurora Valentina Longhurst, who he has full custody of as his ex wife didn't want nothing to do to do with Aurora and Camden anymore.
Maxwell McCullen
Name: Maxwell McCullen
Age: 143
Gender: Male
Race:Caucasian
Classification: Ghoul
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 213lbs
Build: Lean
Orientation: Bisexual
Occupation: Hired Gun
Alignment: Neutral / Chaotic Good
Personality: Stoic, annoyed, pessimistic, has a softer side when befriended.
Likes: Smoking, unique caps, traveling, tinkering, friendly faces, mole rats, and sunbathing.
Dislikes: Discrimination, evil intentions, slavery, children, dogs.
Strength - F:NV/FO3 [6] - FO4 [5]
Perception - F:NV/FO3 [2] - FO4 [1]
Endurance - F:NV/ FO3 [6] - FO4 [3]
Charisma - F:NV/FO3 [10] - FO4 [8]
Intelligence - F:NV/FO3 [10] - FO4 [8]
Agility - F:NV/FO3 [5] - FO4 [2]
Luck- F:NV/FO3 [1] - FO4 [1]
Favorite chem: "Jet makes you feel fast and free, but I think I prefer a nice grape mentat. Something sweet that can clear my mind when the fog tries to take me."
Favorite drink: "Long as it doesn't come out of a slimy puddle I think I'll drink just about anything."
Favorite Food: "Deathclaw steaks. A little salt and a little garlic, maybe some dusted up blood flower to add a tang to it."
Least Favorite chem: "Psycho isn't bad, but just uh.. keep that needle away from me."
Least Favorite drink: "Vodka. What the hell were they thinking. It tastes like paint thinner... What are you talking about? Of course I can taste things.. No I won't tell you how I know what paint thinner tastes like."
Least Favorite food: "Salisbury steak. That crusty old crap they call meat is disgusting."
Backstory: Maxwell was not always a drifter, he had been born in Philadelphia to a somewhat well off family. A loving mother, a hard working father, and a sheep dog named Chip. He was a straight A student and graduated top of his class, while this earned him a scholarship to the college of his choice, he also signed up for the military to help pay for any other schooling he might seek in the future. After pondering his choices, Maxwell became a homicide detective and took interest in toiling through endless mountains of paperwork, multiple crime scenes, and poking about victims corpses to really get into the mangled backstory of individuals.
He had been in the business for around a decade until one incident led to him being on the business end of a scorned lovers service rifle, he had been fast enough to peel backwards in time to save his cranium from becoming a casualty, but too late to save his nose and a chunk of his right cheek. While all was well overall it had shaken Maxwell and while he was soon on the road to recovery, the turmoils of war were about to take everything that he knew and render it down into radiated ash in the wind.
When the bombs dropped he had been with his parents, sheltering in their basement with the rest of his family, his mother and father as well as a few of his cousins. They hadn't any time to gather any form of rations to wait out the destructions of war and while their little shelter had some cans of preservatives, there wasn't enough to keep the lot of them cared for, it only lasted them about a week before they were scraped clean of anything to keep their stomachs from growling.
Maxwell, being the most physically fit of the group, volunteered to head up into the house, or at least what remained of it, and see if he could gather together supplies to keep them for a few more weeks. Upon exiting the shelter he was met with devastation, the walls of the home were reduced to a skeletal frame and the neighborhood beyond in no better condition. That wasn't even to mention the burning rash that started to form across his arms and neck after just being out and about for a matter of minutes, his skin irritated by the irradiated dust that sifted through the destruction and was kicked up every time he pushed aside rubble and debris to seek out food. Though he found only a few surviving cans of corn and a tin box of cookies to take back down, and by the time he did settle back into the shelter his skin had began to blister and burn.
Though this went on for weeks, Maxwell exploring the devastated cul-de-sac to try and keep his family going, but the radiation penetrated their cramped comforts before too long and it was no longer just Maxwell who was becoming sick. Though by this point he was loosing clumps of his hair, his nails had begun to peel back from his fingers, and the skin that had once been a blistering rash had started to flake off and become raw and weeping. The others took mild dosages of the radiated hell that seeped through the walls, but almost on a daily now he was being battered by the harmful gama and each time he would come back he would be more and more changed by the outcome.
In four months time Maxwell's mother had succumb to the radiation poisoning she had been enduring, and not long after was his father. They were elderly and their bodies could do little to fight back the radiation that sickened them, though his cousins were young and soon started to take on a similar change to him. Their hair began to fall out and they began to develop painful rashes across their skin, though another side effect to the radiation started to come over them. His cousins became agitated and irate, sometimes even becoming confused and forgetting where they were or who each other were.
Within seven months the food in the area had been picked dry and Maxwell's younger cousins had become completely beyond helping, mauling one another and lashing out when he cane too close to them. They had bitten one another and left oozing wounds, though they hardly seemed to acknowledge the damage delt to them. It wasn't long after that Maxwell was forced to leave them loose and on their own, unable to do anything but watch them loose their minds.. and with no home to come back to.. he left.
Age: 143
Gender: Male
Race:Caucasian
Classification: Ghoul
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 213lbs
Build: Lean
Orientation: Bisexual
Occupation: Hired Gun
Alignment: Neutral / Chaotic Good
Personality: Stoic, annoyed, pessimistic, has a softer side when befriended.
Likes: Smoking, unique caps, traveling, tinkering, friendly faces, mole rats, and sunbathing.
Dislikes: Discrimination, evil intentions, slavery, children, dogs.
Strength - F:NV/FO3 [6] - FO4 [5]
Perception - F:NV/FO3 [2] - FO4 [1]
Endurance - F:NV/ FO3 [6] - FO4 [3]
Charisma - F:NV/FO3 [10] - FO4 [8]
Intelligence - F:NV/FO3 [10] - FO4 [8]
Agility - F:NV/FO3 [5] - FO4 [2]
Luck- F:NV/FO3 [1] - FO4 [1]
Favorite chem: "Jet makes you feel fast and free, but I think I prefer a nice grape mentat. Something sweet that can clear my mind when the fog tries to take me."
Favorite drink: "Long as it doesn't come out of a slimy puddle I think I'll drink just about anything."
Favorite Food: "Deathclaw steaks. A little salt and a little garlic, maybe some dusted up blood flower to add a tang to it."
Least Favorite chem: "Psycho isn't bad, but just uh.. keep that needle away from me."
Least Favorite drink: "Vodka. What the hell were they thinking. It tastes like paint thinner... What are you talking about? Of course I can taste things.. No I won't tell you how I know what paint thinner tastes like."
Least Favorite food: "Salisbury steak. That crusty old crap they call meat is disgusting."
Backstory: Maxwell was not always a drifter, he had been born in Philadelphia to a somewhat well off family. A loving mother, a hard working father, and a sheep dog named Chip. He was a straight A student and graduated top of his class, while this earned him a scholarship to the college of his choice, he also signed up for the military to help pay for any other schooling he might seek in the future. After pondering his choices, Maxwell became a homicide detective and took interest in toiling through endless mountains of paperwork, multiple crime scenes, and poking about victims corpses to really get into the mangled backstory of individuals.
He had been in the business for around a decade until one incident led to him being on the business end of a scorned lovers service rifle, he had been fast enough to peel backwards in time to save his cranium from becoming a casualty, but too late to save his nose and a chunk of his right cheek. While all was well overall it had shaken Maxwell and while he was soon on the road to recovery, the turmoils of war were about to take everything that he knew and render it down into radiated ash in the wind.
When the bombs dropped he had been with his parents, sheltering in their basement with the rest of his family, his mother and father as well as a few of his cousins. They hadn't any time to gather any form of rations to wait out the destructions of war and while their little shelter had some cans of preservatives, there wasn't enough to keep the lot of them cared for, it only lasted them about a week before they were scraped clean of anything to keep their stomachs from growling.
Maxwell, being the most physically fit of the group, volunteered to head up into the house, or at least what remained of it, and see if he could gather together supplies to keep them for a few more weeks. Upon exiting the shelter he was met with devastation, the walls of the home were reduced to a skeletal frame and the neighborhood beyond in no better condition. That wasn't even to mention the burning rash that started to form across his arms and neck after just being out and about for a matter of minutes, his skin irritated by the irradiated dust that sifted through the destruction and was kicked up every time he pushed aside rubble and debris to seek out food. Though he found only a few surviving cans of corn and a tin box of cookies to take back down, and by the time he did settle back into the shelter his skin had began to blister and burn.
Though this went on for weeks, Maxwell exploring the devastated cul-de-sac to try and keep his family going, but the radiation penetrated their cramped comforts before too long and it was no longer just Maxwell who was becoming sick. Though by this point he was loosing clumps of his hair, his nails had begun to peel back from his fingers, and the skin that had once been a blistering rash had started to flake off and become raw and weeping. The others took mild dosages of the radiated hell that seeped through the walls, but almost on a daily now he was being battered by the harmful gama and each time he would come back he would be more and more changed by the outcome.
In four months time Maxwell's mother had succumb to the radiation poisoning she had been enduring, and not long after was his father. They were elderly and their bodies could do little to fight back the radiation that sickened them, though his cousins were young and soon started to take on a similar change to him. Their hair began to fall out and they began to develop painful rashes across their skin, though another side effect to the radiation started to come over them. His cousins became agitated and irate, sometimes even becoming confused and forgetting where they were or who each other were.
Within seven months the food in the area had been picked dry and Maxwell's younger cousins had become completely beyond helping, mauling one another and lashing out when he cane too close to them. They had bitten one another and left oozing wounds, though they hardly seemed to acknowledge the damage delt to them. It wasn't long after that Maxwell was forced to leave them loose and on their own, unable to do anything but watch them loose their minds.. and with no home to come back to.. he left.
Serena Valentine (Year 2156)
Record of: Serena Valentine [REDACTED]
Approved by: [REDACTED]
Written by: [REDACTED]
Updated by: [REDACTED]
Information on Serena Valentine has been cleared.
Civilian has approved and consented to experiment Rebirth.
Latest Identification factors:
[INFORMATION PROTECTED BY LEAGUE AMDENDMENT TITLE V]
Approved by: [REDACTED]
Written by: [REDACTED]
Updated by: [REDACTED]
Information on Serena Valentine has been cleared.
Civilian has approved and consented to experiment Rebirth.
Latest Identification factors:
[INFORMATION PROTECTED BY LEAGUE AMDENDMENT TITLE V]
Devine Winters (Year 2156)
Record of: Devine Winters [REDACTED]
Approved by: [REDACTED]
Written by: [REDACTED]
Updated by: [REDACTED]
Information on Devine Winters has been cleared.
Civilian has approved and consented to experiment Rebirth.
Latest Identification factors:
[INFORMATION PROTECTED BY LEAGUE AMDENDMENT TITLE V]
Approved by: [REDACTED]
Written by: [REDACTED]
Updated by: [REDACTED]
Information on Devine Winters has been cleared.
Civilian has approved and consented to experiment Rebirth.
Latest Identification factors:
[INFORMATION PROTECTED BY LEAGUE AMDENDMENT TITLE V]
Serena Valentine (Year 2112)
Record of: Serena Valentine (born 2093)
Approved by: Rebecca Lewis
Written by: Ben Hampton
Serena Valentine is a second year student attending the Wallace University of Medicine in the moon of B-23 from the planet of Grea. She graduated from her high school, Kingston Academy in 2110. Her parents are David Valentine and Maxine Geviorna (divorced in 2099). She previously lived with Maxine until she graduated from high school to live with two friends, Miranda Swan and Francis DeSanta-Robinson, the address is [REDACTED]. No blood siblings are found in her record. Possible half-siblings are located, need more research to determine relation.
Latest Identification factors:
Full Name: SERENA VALENTINE
Birthdate: 19 AUGUST, 2093 (AGE 19)
Height: 5 FOOT 0 INCHES
Weight: 105 POUNDS
Current Address: [REDACTED]
Find her familial records here - [REDACTED]
Approved by: Rebecca Lewis
Written by: Ben Hampton
Serena Valentine is a second year student attending the Wallace University of Medicine in the moon of B-23 from the planet of Grea. She graduated from her high school, Kingston Academy in 2110. Her parents are David Valentine and Maxine Geviorna (divorced in 2099). She previously lived with Maxine until she graduated from high school to live with two friends, Miranda Swan and Francis DeSanta-Robinson, the address is [REDACTED]. No blood siblings are found in her record. Possible half-siblings are located, need more research to determine relation.
Latest Identification factors:
Full Name: SERENA VALENTINE
Birthdate: 19 AUGUST, 2093 (AGE 19)
Height: 5 FOOT 0 INCHES
Weight: 105 POUNDS
Current Address: [REDACTED]
Find her familial records here - [REDACTED]
Devine Winters (Year 2112)
Record of: Devine Winters (born 2089)
Approved by: Daniel Senti-Robbins
Written by: [REDACTED]
Devine Winters is a vocal political activist on the moon of B-23 from the planet of Grea. She is a former student to the Education Center for Future Political Minds, however, was expelled over 'radical' views and leading protests on the campus. She has lived throughout the Req System, being born on the planet SeMora-19. She is popular among other political activists and on 'AgainstGovU', a website falsely claiming to be a university for freedom fighters and anti-LGC activists. She has 10 siblings, 7 have been taken into experiment 'Rebirth'. Her parents are not on record, assumed to have been illegally wiped off of LGC Records.
Latest Identification factors:
Full Name: DEVINE WISH WINTERS
Birthdate: 7 SEPTEMBER, 2089 (AGE 23)
Height: 5 FOOT 2 INCHES
Weight: 117 POUNDS
Current Address: [REDACTED]
Find her familial records here - [REDACTED]
Approved by: Daniel Senti-Robbins
Written by: [REDACTED]
Devine Winters is a vocal political activist on the moon of B-23 from the planet of Grea. She is a former student to the Education Center for Future Political Minds, however, was expelled over 'radical' views and leading protests on the campus. She has lived throughout the Req System, being born on the planet SeMora-19. She is popular among other political activists and on 'AgainstGovU', a website falsely claiming to be a university for freedom fighters and anti-LGC activists. She has 10 siblings, 7 have been taken into experiment 'Rebirth'. Her parents are not on record, assumed to have been illegally wiped off of LGC Records.
Latest Identification factors:
Full Name: DEVINE WISH WINTERS
Birthdate: 7 SEPTEMBER, 2089 (AGE 23)
Height: 5 FOOT 2 INCHES
Weight: 117 POUNDS
Current Address: [REDACTED]
Find her familial records here - [REDACTED]
Dress.
As the two days pass, she goes to take the dresses from HaiTien's shop, acting as shadily as if she had been organising a death attack against Sterile Mr Volp, in the middle of the wilds, at midnight.
She can't help but feel embarrassed about the entire matter of making herself pretty for the party, she doesn't want anyone to know until the end, basically.
As the returns to the palace, she acts even more sneakily, until she brings the bags with the dresses safely to her room, in her residence. Probably guards and servants who saw her are confused as heck, as she walked on the roofs instead of the ground.
With that done, she decides to go to invite Zhongli to the party, since she clearly took very seriously the fact that her friend asked to bring more people.
She heads to look for Zhongli.
She can't help but feel embarrassed about the entire matter of making herself pretty for the party, she doesn't want anyone to know until the end, basically.
As the returns to the palace, she acts even more sneakily, until she brings the bags with the dresses safely to her room, in her residence. Probably guards and servants who saw her are confused as heck, as she walked on the roofs instead of the ground.
With that done, she decides to go to invite Zhongli to the party, since she clearly took very seriously the fact that her friend asked to bring more people.
She heads to look for Zhongli.
Rules
Hey, guys! Okay so I know reading someone's rules can be a tad boring to some people, but it would really be appreciated if you were to read them anyway. It'll just save some time for both of us while giving you an idea of what you’d be signing up for if you wanted to start a storyline with me.
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★ Right off the bat, I'm just gonna put it out there that I would call myself an advanced literate roleplayer. I'm here to craft a fun/interesting story with proper grammar, improve my writing skills, and develop my characters like many others are! I'm not here to do short, text talk replies that just puts it plainly instead of making me feel something. If I was, I would not be here.
★ If you add me, wanting to start a roleplay with me or simply chat, send me a message. I’m not going to seek you out when you’re the one interested in talking to me, it just seems a little silly!
★ Just like how I'm looking for someone to write a great story with, I'm also looking for someone that I can befriend and have fun with. It just makes everything a lot easier when you're comfortable with one another and can crack jokes about the story/characters. If you're an ass or inappropriate, I will unfriend you.
★ When it comes to genres, I'm down for nearly anything! I never want anyone who's interested in roleplaying with me to be scared that I won't like the genres/plots that they're interested in. If I'm not too fond of the idea or it’s just not something I’m into, I'll be honest with you and request we do something that will still fulfill BOTH of our needs! I would expect the same from my writing partner since I never want to put someone in a position where they feel they have to do something they’d prefer not to.
★ I'm completely alright with having an RP that consists of m*tu*e themes as long as we both agree we're comfortable with it! My only thing is that I will only write with 1*8+ individuals, even if more m*tu*e themes aren’t involved.
★ Like everyone else in the world, I have a life outside of the internet which will cause me to be inactive and unable to reply at times. I do have a full-time job that keeps me from writing for portions of the day. I will try my absolute best if I'm enjoying our RP and, if I haven't replied in a little bit, feel free to drop a little message to get my attention since I do get distracted from time to time! But, please do not blow up the chat because I haven't replied in an hour or so. It just gets to a point where it’s unnecessary.
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If you plan on messaging me despite ALL of this info that’s just been thrown at you, just like this post so I know that you've read my rules. I can’t wait to get to know you guys and see what great stories we’re going to make! If you've gotten this far, THANK YOU SO MUCH!
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★ Right off the bat, I'm just gonna put it out there that I would call myself an advanced literate roleplayer. I'm here to craft a fun/interesting story with proper grammar, improve my writing skills, and develop my characters like many others are! I'm not here to do short, text talk replies that just puts it plainly instead of making me feel something. If I was, I would not be here.
★ If you add me, wanting to start a roleplay with me or simply chat, send me a message. I’m not going to seek you out when you’re the one interested in talking to me, it just seems a little silly!
★ Just like how I'm looking for someone to write a great story with, I'm also looking for someone that I can befriend and have fun with. It just makes everything a lot easier when you're comfortable with one another and can crack jokes about the story/characters. If you're an ass or inappropriate, I will unfriend you.
★ When it comes to genres, I'm down for nearly anything! I never want anyone who's interested in roleplaying with me to be scared that I won't like the genres/plots that they're interested in. If I'm not too fond of the idea or it’s just not something I’m into, I'll be honest with you and request we do something that will still fulfill BOTH of our needs! I would expect the same from my writing partner since I never want to put someone in a position where they feel they have to do something they’d prefer not to.
★ I'm completely alright with having an RP that consists of m*tu*e themes as long as we both agree we're comfortable with it! My only thing is that I will only write with 1*8+ individuals, even if more m*tu*e themes aren’t involved.
★ Like everyone else in the world, I have a life outside of the internet which will cause me to be inactive and unable to reply at times. I do have a full-time job that keeps me from writing for portions of the day. I will try my absolute best if I'm enjoying our RP and, if I haven't replied in a little bit, feel free to drop a little message to get my attention since I do get distracted from time to time! But, please do not blow up the chat because I haven't replied in an hour or so. It just gets to a point where it’s unnecessary.
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If you plan on messaging me despite ALL of this info that’s just been thrown at you, just like this post so I know that you've read my rules. I can’t wait to get to know you guys and see what great stories we’re going to make! If you've gotten this far, THANK YOU SO MUCH!
Zephyr|Oc
~Basic Information~
First name: Zephyr
Middle name: N/A
Last name: Carson
Race: Snow leopard/Human
Age: 30
Sex: Bi
Job/Title: Unknown
Position: Top
Martial Status: Single
Blood type: A
Persona: N/A
~Appearance~
Hair: White, with black accents.
Eyes: Clear white
Height: 7'0
Clothes: N/A
~Backstory~
N/A
First name: Zephyr
Middle name: N/A
Last name: Carson
Race: Snow leopard/Human
Age: 30
Sex: Bi
Job/Title: Unknown
Position: Top
Martial Status: Single
Blood type: A
Persona: N/A
~Appearance~
Hair: White, with black accents.
Eyes: Clear white
Height: 7'0
Clothes: N/A
~Backstory~
N/A