Hi there!
You can call me Free. :)
I'm in my thirties. I've been writing since they taught me to form letters in elementary school. I've been roleplaying since middle school, so a long time. I have role-played a few times with strangers, but for the most part, I role-played with a long-term rp...
Hey there!
Call me Free. :) I've been rping for over two decades. I'm looking for a new, potentially long-term roleplay partner for this rp I'm really excited about and possibly others. I'd prefer a partner around my own age, so 27-40. I am in the central time zone.
I will not ghost you, even...
Brooklyn resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Talia was no fun. She stood up, using the arm of the couch to steady herself. She wandered off in a mostly straight line to James's bedroom. She felt around in her backpack until her hand closed around the small metal case.
At least they didn't...
Brooklyn glanced at James briefly before looking back to Talia. Talia didn't know she'd been banned from dares. It wasn't like James was playing fair.
"Dare."
James was very tempted to say something, but decided it was in his best interest to be quiet. Brooklyn still had it out for him and it...
Brooklyn went back to the kitchen, refilled her glass and returned to the couch. She sat down across the couch from James, her legs bridging the distance between them.
"No," James replied. "Tell us something you've never told anyone."
"All that power...wasted." Brooklyn shook her head. She gulped down the rest of her drink and went for a refill. She staggered getting off the couch, but managed to find her footing. Swayed a bit on the dismount, but Masters stuck the landing! 9.8! She giggled. The world was pleasantly warm and...
Please don't. James thought as Glade considered picking Brooklyn instead. There was always a chance she would fake him out again. He was beginning to wonder if maybe it would just be better to deal with whatever she had in mind. Wondering what she was going to do to him was trying to look like...
Brooklyn bit her lip, trying to hold in the laughter. The second Jessica cut the connection, it burst out of her.
"Oh my god! That was amazing!" Brooklyn wiped a pretend tear out of her eye. "I think you could have been more serious," she replied. "But yes."
"Angel most of the time, demon if...
"Nope," Brooklyn said still smiling. "You don't get off that easy. I didn't say she had to be a girlfriend. I just didn't want you begging some poor girl you dumped. So a single date will do. Provided you weren't the one to break it off. Go on. We're waiting."
It was actually better that he...
James smirked at Talia's drama comment. "Nothing from you," he pointed at her. "You refused to vote. That means you veto your right to an opinion."
Brooklyn crawled out of James's lap as she asked Glade her question. She was positively vibrating with excitement. When it came to true or dare...
"Well, if it's just the three of us, it looks you're out-voted, James." Brooklyn beamed. Then she wrapped her arms around James's middle, even around his arms. She rested her chin on his chest and looked up at him. "You're not mad we just started and you're already losing, are you?" Her tone was...
"I was with Brooklyn last night. It doesn't take a PI to make that connection." He winked at her. "If you're that worried, we can talk about it later." And by later, he definitely meant alone. Without Brooklyn or Glade.
At a normal volume, he said, "When's dinner ready?"