Yes please! If you go to page 3 I think it's a link. Go post a profile for us please
holy crap phone replys suck.
I lied its on page four. Diffidently room for another person
...I'm hoping one new one won't be over doing it, but i love survival rps so i dont want it to die before it starts. I don't have a lot of off time. *is actually on phone at work* but the last group rp I did I was ignored. Which is why my character is how she is this time around
holy crap...
Just a heads up ya'll. I have arthritis, (Rheumatoid Arthritis if you're interested in the details google it) so where my spelling and grammar are fine, my capitalization and some punctuation will be lacking.
let me know if there is anything you want changed
Character Sheet for Writerwanabe
Name: Blair "B" Westbrook
Age: 18
Appearance: Her hair changes color depending on her mood. This year its a coppery color, last year it was greens and blues, the year before purples and reds while her...
Samantha couldn't help the little smile that cracked her face when Brooklyn jumped at her touch, at least she could tell it was a startle rather than a recoil from her touch. Never having been much of a morning person she gave a sort of goofy half grin in answer to how she slept. But in case...
Followed soon by the curse was the sound of the large head phones going thunk on the table and another soft curse because she realized that that was pretty loud and could have bothered Shay. Finished turning the computer off after her rage quit she got up and moved quietly to the door to check...
What reassurance Samantha had felt by the brief kiss slipped away to pool uselessly, when Brooklyn turned away from her with a huff. She didn't know what else to do but say sorry for what she couldn't help. She lay still facing Brook, gazing at the other woman's back, at first looking for signs...
Despite what she said, Blair didn't move right away still worried about her being sick, as any mother hen would do. It bothered her too that not even water and saltines would stay down. She didn't even flinch when she mentioned the ratties, but her gut twisted. "Yeah okay.." she said softly and...
When Brooklyn voiced her question over dessert Samanthas head shot up to look at her, a look of surprise in her eyes. "What? No never." She would have left it at that with anyone else, but this was Brook, her brook and she never asked her something unless she had a good reason to. "I'm sorry."...