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With the excitement of before, she hadn't noticed that Kit had also seemed tired, even drained. Had she made it worse with her pushing questions? She wondered if it was due to the shifting into a cat and back, two physical changes in a short amount of time. Maybe a short rest would be a good...

Her brows pulled together as Kit described what she had missed. Trying to piece together information between the two of them was like playing charades. Someone Kit didn't know might have been a relief, though word of a man raised her guard back up a bit. Music--the doorbell had been broken for...

Mag stopped, closing the book on her lap silently, chin lifted in thought. No one who knew her just dropped by without calling first, and if they did, they always announced themselves through the door. It might have seemed strange, but living alone, she took every precaution. Anyone who came to...

I'm sure I've seen more (and worse), but two from my early roleplaying days always stick out to me. There was a pretty active rp community on one site I frequented in middle school, mostly a bunch of 11-14 year-olds. One guy was pretty infamous because no matter the setting, plot, or people...

🎶 If I speed it up Can you handle that You ain't ready for this 🎶 🏃🚗

PATTI LUPONE 😭 she's one of my favorites!

Oh, let's not forget that she spends the entire rp flirting with your character and/or accidentally ending up paired with your character (that she hates!!1!) but the moment they get serious she's like "no I can't....my Backstory--I'll only hurt u"

Immortal or hundreds of years old, is inexplicably in high school Has heterochromia Cute but doesn't know it + puts no effort in her appearance Always wears the same rough boots and her dead mother's jewelry piece Can read minds and talk to animals "Acts tough but is actually sweet" Tragic...

"Cinders are like soot. You get them both from burning coal, I think." She was tempted to tell Kit that small detail didn't matter, but if she felt it was important to her understanding, Mag wouldn't shut down the question. Instead she found a blanket at the end of the couch, finding Kit and...

Mag had settled into something like rest, comfortably nestled amongst cat, book, and blankets. Kit had slipped off her lap, which wasn't overly concerning--cats were capricious, and she wouldn't have been surprised if Kit had adopted that trait while in its form--but it was the sudden noise that...

A low, rumbling purr was all she needed to know how Kit was doing in that moment. She seemed pleased with herself at a job well done, content in a way only a cat could be. Her gentle breathing let Mag know that even though she twitched every now and then in response to her words, she seemed as...

Although Kit didn't speak, her intention was clear, an insistent paw batting the hard cover with small thumps. She didn't seem to be scared or have any new injuries, but Mag worried how her shifting forms could worsen the cuts she already had. "All right, all right." Mag opened the book, finding...

These are just a few ideas, I'm open to others!

Eris was fairly calm, considering the situation, but she'd long ago learned to force herself into a relaxed state to keep from turning. The heat began to recede from her cheeks as she fussed with her cloak, checking her pockets to see what treasures had survived. She couldn't afford to think...