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[bytesized]

I would love to do The Mortal Instruments with you! Or even Divergent :3 I’m afraid I can’t send PMs yet though.

 

[SavingStar]

That fun moment when you don't get any of these notifications until now and you've missed all of these. Sorry to anyone of you who sees this

I would love to do The Mortal Instruments with you! Or even Divergent :3 I’m afraid I can’t send PMs yet though.

I'm interested. Though I must ask, about how many lines can you write?

 

[bytesized]

I tend to do a minimum of two good sized paragraphs but I can go on to around eight or so. I can also provide you with a sample if you’d like!

 

[SavingStar]

I tend to do a minimum of two good sized paragraphs but I can go on to around eight or so. I can also provide you with a sample if you’d like!

That would be great, if you don't mind. Since you can't send PMs quite yet, you can just put it in a spoiler here.

I hope you don't mind doing this. It's just that I've been told several times that someone can meet my expectation then consistently respond with one-liners or very, VERY short responses that are otherwise doing nothing for the plot​

 

[bytesized]

It’s no problem! Here you go:

Spoiler: Sample

"Three more months," Daniella said to herself as she looked at the wall in front of where she sat. What was once plain white was now covered in markings made with a black marker. All over the sides were various patterns and doodles -- art that she did when she was confined, which was pretty much most of the time. Art was the one thing that got her by and helped her pass the time. This was just one wall. The whole room was slowly getting covered. Since it had just been a few weeks since they arrived at this new place, she had yet to cover the room in her artwork.

One side of the wall -- the one she was staring at -- resembled what most people woudl expect to find in a jail cell. Tally marks -- for the number of days she had been there so far. And if her calculations were correct, she would be hitting her twenty first birthday in another three months.

It was hard to imagine she'd spent twenty years, confined to a room, barely seeing much daylight. She wondered if her body would even adjust to being outside, if she ever did get out. She wasn't counting on it. When Daniella had been a teenager, she had tried to escape. It was during one of the testing sessions. She just made a run for it and tried to grow spikes from the ground to prevent people from following. That was the advantage of having this thing underground and not high up in a building above ground. She could always be in contact with the Earth somehow.

Daniella had only made it through the door when the daylight had blinded her. It was her first time outside in years, so naturally, she wasn't used to the harsh sun. They'd been somewhere in the Middle East then. Or so she assumed.

Since then, security had been a bit more tightened. Guards walked outside her corridors instead of outside the building, keeping an eye on everything she did. She had a whole floor to herself but since they just got there, it was mostly dust and dirt, and just a single, rickety old bed. She liked to think prison cells were more well kept. It was only because her parents were out -- doing things she had no idea about -- that she was able to roam the length of the corridor. Otherwise, her bed was squared off by some bars, with her behind them. They insisted that she be out at certain times of the day, like she was some animal. Luckily, because of the powers she had developed, it wasn't hard to get a small vine to push some buttons and make it seem like her parents had left the bars open before they left.

This meant that she had access to the security system at the end of the room, by the door. She couldn't do anything except close and open her bars, as well as view the camera footage. It was never interesting which was why she was just pacing up and down the room, but then she noticed some movement. And as she got closer, she saw quite a few people and -- were they dressed up?

One of the males, a guy with slightly longer hair than the others, had walked right over to the camera and was looking into it.

"Well, we're definitely being watched, so keep an eye out," Bucky murmured and moved away from the camera to look at Steve as he ventured further into the abandoned building. The others followed, splitting up to see if something in there led to a secret opening of sorts. Nobody would keep security cameras in an abandoned building unless they were watching out for something.

"Hey guys?" It was Hank. He had gone into the basement but his voice carried up through a vent, letting them all know where he was. "I think I found something."

Almost immediately, Bucky headed along with the others down to the basement where he witnessed Hank standing in an empty room. At first glance, nobody would suspect a thing. But when Bucky got closer to where Hank stood, he could see it too. Behind a partially broken book case was a small slit where light was coming through. Whoever had gone in or out clearly was in a hurry and left some door open due to carelessness. Well, that was good for them.

"Let's see what's below this dump," Bucky said and walked over to pull the book shelf away, only to revel a large metal door, and beyond it, stairs leading down into a brightly lit hallway.

​

 

[SavingStar]

Hi! i am interested in


•Tokyo Ghoul


•Black Butler


•Divergent


•Devil May Cry


•Fairytail


•Fullmetal Alchemist


I can double! If you want!

I am very sorry that I never got back to you. Unfortunately, I never got a notification. Though, if you are still open for a roleplay, I would be more than happy to, if you would like. I've also updated the list and added a few more items, as well.

 

[SavingStar]

It’s no problem! Here you go:

Spoiler: Sample

"Three more months," Daniella said to herself as she looked at the wall in front of where she sat. What was once plain white was now covered in markings made with a black marker. All over the sides were various patterns and doodles -- art that she did when she was confined, which was pretty much most of the time. Art was the one thing that got her by and helped her pass the time. This was just one wall. The whole room was slowly getting covered. Since it had just been a few weeks since they arrived at this new place, she had yet to cover the room in her artwork.

One side of the wall -- the one she was staring at -- resembled what most people woudl expect to find in a jail cell. Tally marks -- for the number of days she had been there so far. And if her calculations were correct, she would be hitting her twenty first birthday in another three months.

It was hard to imagine she'd spent twenty years, confined to a room, barely seeing much daylight. She wondered if her body would even adjust to being outside, if she ever did get out. She wasn't counting on it. When Daniella had been a teenager, she had tried to escape. It was during one of the testing sessions. She just made a run for it and tried to grow spikes from the ground to prevent people from following. That was the advantage of having this thing underground and not high up in a building above ground. She could always be in contact with the Earth somehow.

Daniella had only made it through the door when the daylight had blinded her. It was her first time outside in years, so naturally, she wasn't used to the harsh sun. They'd been somewhere in the Middle East then. Or so she assumed.

Since then, security had been a bit more tightened. Guards walked outside her corridors instead of outside the building, keeping an eye on everything she did. She had a whole floor to herself but since they just got there, it was mostly dust and dirt, and just a single, rickety old bed. She liked to think prison cells were more well kept. It was only because her parents were out -- doing things she had no idea about -- that she was able to roam the length of the corridor. Otherwise, her bed was squared off by some bars, with her behind them. They insisted that she be out at certain times of the day, like she was some animal. Luckily, because of the powers she had developed, it wasn't hard to get a small vine to push some buttons and make it seem like her parents had left the bars open before they left.

This meant that she had access to the security system at the end of the room, by the door. She couldn't do anything except close and open her bars, as well as view the camera footage. It was never interesting which was why she was just pacing up and down the room, but then she noticed some movement. And as she got closer, she saw quite a few people and -- were they dressed up?

One of the males, a guy with slightly longer hair than the others, had walked right over to the camera and was looking into it.

"Well, we're definitely being watched, so keep an eye out," Bucky murmured and moved away from the camera to look at Steve as he ventured further into the abandoned building. The others followed, splitting up to see if something in there led to a secret opening of sorts. Nobody would keep security cameras in an abandoned building unless they were watching out for something.

"Hey guys?" It was Hank. He had gone into the basement but his voice carried up through a vent, letting them all know where he was. "I think I found something."

Almost immediately, Bucky headed along with the others down to the basement where he witnessed Hank standing in an empty room. At first glance, nobody would suspect a thing. But when Bucky got closer to where Hank stood, he could see it too. Behind a partially broken book case was a small slit where light was coming through. Whoever had gone in or out clearly was in a hurry and left some door open due to carelessness. Well, that was good for them.

"Let's see what's below this dump," Bucky said and walked over to pull the book shelf away, only to revel a large metal door, and beyond it, stairs leading down into a brightly lit hallway.

​

Impressive. I suppose it's decent enough (I'm teasing, dear. It was great.)

If you'd like, we can use another platform for now. I've gotten into Skype chatting a bit in the past few days- somewhere like that for example?

 

[bytesized]

I don’t have access to Skype much or any other messaging platform, haha. I only use the PM system here on rpn or Quotev.

 

[SavingStar]

I don’t have access to Skype much or any other messaging platform, haha. I only use the PM system here on rpn or Quotev.

Alright. If we were to do the rp on here, would you prefer a thread be made, or we wait it out until you can send pms?​

 

[bytesized]

I’m fine with both! And i think if you send a PM i should be able to respond immediately. It’s just that I am unable to start a conversation, but I’ve had no trouble replying to them.​

 

[Maisie]

If you're still looking for partners, I think we wouldn't get along! My snap is Kuroweeaboo
My insta is Shep_mai
And my kik is KuroOtaku but I prefer kik...thank you.

 

[SnowyOwl]

I would love to rp!!