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“You certainly sound like you’re over it.” Salem swore that she could’ve gotten up and taken a swing at the other girl right then and there. She was so far from over it and she knew that she definitely didn’t act like she was otherwise people wouldn’t be jumping down her fucking throat about...

Valerie Every breath she took felt forced. It was like her body wanted her to suffocate. You know that feeling like the walls are closing in? That’s what it was like standing on this linoleum floor under fluorescent lighting, staring at a locker that belonged to a ghost. The light above them...

Valerie "Ah, well it just seems like you're paying close attention to her stuff. I know if one of my friends passed I'd probably do the same thing." Val glanced back over at Gareth as he spoke these words, her eyebrows drawing even closer together. He was right. It was sentimental and odd for...

Salem The outside air was nice, refreshing, compared to the interior of the school that just felt claustrophobic and suffocating. It was quiet and quiet was good. She needed to think and everywhere else was just too loud. Salem heaved another heavy breath, evening out her breathing from the...

Salem Archer It was impossible to grieve very long in a town like Winter Creek. Everyone just kind of expected you to move on, to be sad at the funeral and then get on with your life because the town needed you to be functional. The town needed Salem Archer to be functional because Friday was...

Gone A thriller by @Iskolde and @goodbyeskyharbor

Valerie Val was fixated on one picture of Becca and another one of the cheerleaders grinning brightly against a lake backdrop. It was Wakecroft Lake, Valerie recognized the lake house that belonged to Becca’s family in the corner of the photo. There had been a number of parties held at that...

Valerie Averill Valerie Averill had never thought of herself as a very sympathetic person. In her own head, Val was a cold-hearted bitch with no concern for anyone but herself. But the bitch she saw herself as was all a self-made fantasy. Becca Moore’s candlelight vigil was more proof of her...

Nothing Ever Happened A Horror roleplay between @Iskolde and @Dezz Let the murder BEGIN.

Camille Spencer Reward? Camille blinked at the feeling of the card being slipped into her pocket. She liked the sound if that word. The propane truck was forgotten momentarily and she opened her mouth to speak when a very loud sound could be heard along with the skidding of cars and yelling...

Camille Spencer The guy Cam had almost run into earlier was leading her down the side walk with an uncomfortably tight grip on her arm. Her nostrils flared and she wouldn't be surprised if her eyes had turn a flaming orange color like they usually did when she was annoyed or angry. The urge...

Camille Spencer "HEY! KID, GET BACK HERE!" The old man yelled after her. He wouldn't catch her, that was painfully obvious. Camille laughed hysterically as she burst from the small convenience store, stolen cigarettes in hand. It'd been rather easy to grab them, all she did was set a some...

@AlbaGuBrath (I'm swept up with school at the moment, we'll have to pick this up another time. Sorry!)

Oh, hello thread that got lost in the abyss for some time. Anywho, I'm cool with whatever you want to do, we could do the rescue thing...maybe introduce some people that our friends with out characters? Perhaps something crazy like a dragon attack randomly happens and people freak out, allowing...

((It's fine, I'm cool with doing it here. @AlbaGuBrath))

Jareen put thoughts of his homeland aside and instead focused on how in Oblivion he was going to explain to General Tullius and Rikke, how he'd managed to get himself captured. To be honest, he wouldn't be surprised if they told the damn Stormcloaks to keep him he obviously wasn't up to par. If...

Hai! Wow this thing is old, this was before I discovered the interest check, and yea it does mean female x female.

Jareen simply shrugged, moving his fingers about in a stretching motion. "I was born in Cyrodil, I only moved back to the motherland when I was ten. But, by then I was old enough to have experienced the place I was born in." Jareen shifted slightly in his seat, bringing a shoulder up to scratch...

Jareen smiled as the mask was pulled away from his mouth,"Thank you. That thing was not pleasant." He cocked his head to the side, eyeing the Kahjiit up. He's been surprised she had even acknowledged his request, much less granted it. All gear he may have had before then evaporated into...

Legate Jareen Braven scowled behind the mask covering his face. This was not good, General Tulliis would surely down rank him if he got out of here alive, that is. The Nord man, which he assumed was the presider over this camp, had left him under the eye of a Kahjiit woman. A cat fighting for...