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ATTENTION FELLOW ROLEPLAYERS.

Starting next weekend, I will be gone for three days straight.

I am going to finally leave this house and go on a much-needed vacation before school starts!
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So if I vanish next Saturday, that's where I will be. I may have little to no computer access during this trip. I just wanted to give a little 'heads-up' so that it wasn't quite as abrupt of a warning as the last time I went on a lengthy trip.
 
The quiet, dripping of the water rolling off of roofs broke the silence of the night. It washed over the stone ground, making small rivers in the crevices. As the ground declined, the water fell into a large metal drain in the ground. It pooled and became still, slowly dripping down into the drain which led to a deep underground cell. Slowly, it made its way down to the hard, cold stone floor covered in small bits of hay. It had a very musty smell to it, like soiled clothing and dead things other disgusting stuff. A small rat squeaked in a corner, twitching its very long almost transparent whiskers and determining its route. Finally coming upon a shortly thought about decision, it squeaked one more time and scurried across the ground. Suddenly, a hand shot out of the darkness, wrapping its long slender fingers around its small writhing body. It squeaked rapidly, trying to get out of the humans snare. The hand drew back into the darkness, and with a sickening snap, the rat was dead and flung lazily across the cell. The soft sound of chains rattling came from within the darkness, followed by the long legs. The light of the full moon, which was the only light, rose higher into the sky, revealing more of this mysterious creature. A woman, of strange beauty, leaned tiredly against the wall. Her arms were dangling limp beside her, heavy chains locked tightly onto her wrists and ankles. Her long, inky black, lower back length grungy hair lay around her heart-shaped face like a funeral veil, shielding her from the world around her. She suddenly, opened her eyes. Her evil, and cold, Shark like black eyes shone with hatred as she stared in front of herself. A small sneer formed on her flawless, tanned face, making her eyes squint ever so slightly. Cleopatra…..


Well, its a start.
 
I'm going to try to write a story to try get my RP character some history. Forgive me if it isn't that good. I put it on the WC thread instead... noticed you guys weren't talking about chickens.
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The rp's seem to have eerily.... DIED-ED.......

I liked read'in them if nothing else, now there is nothing new to read! Yeesh, it's like you've all grown'd up and gotten lives.
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Not to mention you've neglected this thread!!
 

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