Hey! If you're still open, I can do a decent Komaeda, lol. Servant too, though I'm not as good with him as I am with Komaeda in his normal non-despair mindset.
I don't have much of a preference towards either of these plots, but we could do the first one since I've got no one lined up for it, if that's alright.
Hey everyone!
So, I'm looking to fit myself back into the shoes of one of my old characters: Z. A basic outlook on his character:
If you're interested in roleplaying with this character, take a look at the plots below or send me a message containing your own ideas.
I ask that you, if you're...
Flygon!
I had a Flygon plushie when I was a kid. My dad got it for me, and I got pretty attached to it. I played with it so much its wing fell off. I ended up loosing it in a move, but one of my friends recently dug up the same plushie online and bought it for me. Flygon's been with me since I...
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Yeah, he's the type of character who you either love or hate.
But, I really can't explain why in a quick, easy way. He's a flawed, but lovely character. I certainly don't condone a lot of the things he does throughout his series, but I do admire how much effort he puts into his...
The girl certainly had an interesting texture. A walking, living, liquid the defied its container and decided it wanted to be a girl instead. Well, it certainly explained why she was having so much trouble with her bags. "It's alright. I guess I'm right to assume your a magic-user?" He grabbed...
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The first day of school was Sycano's favorite day in the year, one superior to any holiday or tradition and one more delightful than desert after a sugar-free month. He was miles away from his parents. The only authority figures were his teachers, who wouldn't dare place the restrictive...
Sorry for kinda vanishing, but I've finally logged back in to a bombardment of notifications! Lol, I've read over everything I missed.
So, I guess I gotta find a dorm for Sycano. Uhm, probably the top 1st yellow room since he isn't a flyer, as long as it isn't taken.
Golden Girls? Wasn't that the show her aunt kept mentioning? It was about old ladies, or something of that like. Floren wasn't really sure to be honest. She was never big on TV, since she didn't enjoy sitting around too much. She was the type who liked to make things play out, rather than watch...
The mouse was scared. Floren could see all the things her father taught her to recognize in this boy's small, organized form. His eyes avoided her's as if they were a portal to damnation and just looking into them would suck you away into the fiery pits, which happened to be a little a true...