forum Roleplay, anyone? (permanently closed)

Started January 25, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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Fun fact i have an irrational fear if dying/beached fish )

I have a fear of seeing a squirrel miss when it’s leaping from branch to branch

Fun fact i have an irrational fear if dying/beached fish )

I have an irrational fear of glitter.

(I have a very rational fear of glitter.)

Fun fact i have an irrational fear if dying/beached fish )

I have an irrational fear of glitter.

Frickin. Dead fish eyes are the most terrifying thing to me i have no clue why xD

(I have a really sad thing for Ace's death at the final battle)

(That's great! No thanks!)

(I have a really sad thing for Ace's death at the final battle)

(That's great! No thanks!)

You're not welcome!

(I have a really sad thing for Ace's death at the final battle)

(That's great! No thanks!)

You're not welcome!

DONT YOU DARE

Fun fact i have an irrational fear if dying/beached fish )

I have an irrational fear of glitter.

(I have an irrational fear of syringes. Okay, maybe not completely irrational. six year old self: "This is not an irrational fear.")

(I have a really sad thing for Ace's death at the final battle)

(That's great! No thanks!)

You're not welcome!

DONT YOU DARE

(I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU @Nerd)

(Ooh, surprise?)

Macha tugged on Dani’s hand, looping her other one around Sky’s. “Let’s go then!”

(Yes. You will find out soon.)

The doctors were tired, it'd been 15 hours in their tiny time bubble. They wiped their brows and kept going. 10 hours later, but 10 minutes in real time, they were done and they wrapped it all up, leaving.

Hiya i got to go to bed yalls! Cya tmrw! )

Blake's eyes snapped up as the door opened, scrambled to his feet. "Is he okay? Did he survive? Can I see him?" Blake was desperate.

The doctors sighed, "Let him rest, it's been an exhausting few days."

Hiya i got to go to bed yalls! Cya tmrw! )

Aww bye

Blake nodded and sank back down where he was sitting outside the room, unwilling to disturb Ace, yet also unwilling to leave. He was alive. He was okay. Blake rested his head against the wall, trying to ease his shallow breathing.

Ace's voice came from the room, "Blake?" it was faint and soft, barely a whisper.

Blake heard him and quickly bolted into the room. "Ace?" He replied hoarsely, shutting the door with a quiet click and sitting in the chair by Ace's bedside.

(This while scrne is breaking me)

I love breaking things. Like glass, and potatoes, my characters, ooh! And especially other people's hearts! (winks)

"You're real, right?" Ace asked, grabbing Blake's hand.

(This while scrne is breaking me)

I love breaking things. Like glass, and potatoes, my characters, ooh! And especially other people's hearts! (winks)

Oh my

"Course I am, man. You made it." Blake was smiling weakly, afraid to get close to Ace. It was as if the strongest person he knew was now made of thin glass.

"I like making it," Ace murmured, his purple eyes cloudy.

"I like it when you make it too." Blake sniffled. "You must be exhausted."