@StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder
River heard the music and felt bad. no, he deserves it! she yelled to her sefl
River heard the music and felt bad. no, he deserves it! she yelled to her sefl
Still, the music continued. Houston practiced until his fingers formed blisters - then they bled, but Houston wouldn't stop. His neck and arms were strained to the point of utter exhaustion, but he kept playing past midnight.
(But its not night?)
(Guys im making a book out of this)
"If you must. I mean, you can, but you're welcome to stay." It wasn't like Josiah to fumble up his words - it was the strange effect that came whenever Zoe was around. He wrestled his shirt back on. "I can't thank you enough for all your understanding. Most people want to cremate me on the spot when they find out it's bugs inside of me."
Zoe shrugged. "I have to see whats up on deck anyway…so see you later I guess." She gave him a small wave before going through the trapdoor and back on deck and went to find Cicadia.
(He played for so fricking long I guess)
(Guys im making a book out of this)
(Wait what, You can't!)
(Whaddya mean I can't)
(Ok
This rp is Shade
Not yours
this is all her work
to help develop her world for her book
This is not yours
This is NOT yours
You are literally Plagerizig for something
that Is NOT yours. )
(shade can we talk)
(was she really planning to write a book?)
(Why do you think she made this and had this much information in the first place!
Also
shes not on
so
You have to talk to me
Because I know she is going
to say no.)
Bro what? You can’t do that!)
(Thank you stark.)
(Is probably want to kill the person who used my work without my permissi N!)
(was she really planning to write a book?)
(Not with this setting. I made the to to mess around with a fun idea I had including some of my characters and decided to let others in on the fun. No you can't write a book from it. That is my right. I do not plan on turning this rp into a book, and if I did I wouldn't take your character's without permission. SO THE FUCKING ANSWER IS NO.)
(I’m with shade on that)
Still, the music continued. Houston practiced until his fingers formed blisters - then they bled, but Houston wouldn't stop. His neck and arms were strained to the point of utter exhaustion, but he kept playing past midnight.
(I'm currently in a sucky hotel in Melbourne with the worst fucking internet ever)
Riseley heard Houston playing angsty viola music from his room again and checked him from the peephole in the cabin door. Seeing the look on his face, they decided to leave them alone to brood
(I kinda feel like I should leave this because I'm annoying everyone too much and just being stupid and mean? I'll leave if you guys want me to)
(If that’s what you want go ahead. I have no preference either way.)
(No, really, I'm feeling kind of down because you all are telling me to stop and I can't express how sorry I am and I think you hate me?? Really do you want me here or no??)
(If you want to leave you can, but she wont force you to. Shes pretty neutral)
(I am mad that you said you were going to write a book off of this rp. But otherwise you have been getting better. If you want to stay fine, just understand that you can't write stories based on others rps. That would be plagiarism, which is illegal. I might not be planning on writing a book off of this, but it is still my intellectual property and idea.)
(I am genuinely sorry, I wasn't aware that you said you were going to write a book. Thanks for telling me I'm getting better, it's a bit like finding an island in the middle of an ocean after you've all been yelling at me. I wasn't aware I was about to commit plagiarism. I'm so very sorry. I wasn't aware.)
(I don't know if Orion is still welcome here, because I lost internet access for a bit, so I couldn't get on, and this RP exploded, I might just stalk if that is okay with you all? I have some reading to do either way.)
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