The coolness of the air stung my skin as I sat down under a large oak tree. Fall was approaching, yet the leaves showed no sign of changing colors nor of falling. Slowly the sun was setting on the horizon, though a dark cloudy storm was threatening to cover the sunset. The distant rumble of...
"Hello People of Rp Nation!"
"You may call me Marionette, Marion, Connor."
(One of these is not like the other. I know.)
"Anyways."
"Even though I am new here, I am not new to role playing. I have been role playing for at least 9 years now. Man, I feel old."
"I'm not too sure...