CloudyBlueDay
made up of opposites
'ALLO PERSON
How are you today? Oh, wait, wait right there, let me guess; you're looking for a roleplay partner! Knew it!
Guess what. So am I!
I consider myself a literate RPer that writes 2+ paragraphs per post and is insanely active. Like, really, I have no life. Hah.
My preferred genres are fantasy and futuristic, but I don't mind doing a little realistic plots or particular fandoms (POKEMON) here and there.
Some Requirements!
This is the longest post I've ever written in a RP ever - don't expect that length
How are you today? Oh, wait, wait right there, let me guess; you're looking for a roleplay partner! Knew it!
Guess what. So am I!
I consider myself a literate RPer that writes 2+ paragraphs per post and is insanely active. Like, really, I have no life. Hah.
My preferred genres are fantasy and futuristic, but I don't mind doing a little realistic plots or particular fandoms (POKEMON) here and there.
Some Requirements!
- GOTTA be active. At least one post per day, and if you can't post for a while, let me know so I don't sit here and bite my nails all day!
- Must be literate. plz d0nt t1lk l1ke d1s.
- At least 2 paragraphs per post. One is okay sometimes.
- If you aren't having fun, git her butt outta by sight!
This is the longest post I've ever written in a RP ever - don't expect that length
"Harlooww."
Harlow blinked. Nhgf. Did no one know the meaning of sleep in this house? She smacked her lips together and closed her eyes again, turning over to get comfy again.
"HARLOW!"
She let out a yelp and bolted upright, looking around for whoever had just screamed in her ear, but without her glasses, everything looked like a blur. Squinting, Harlow put out a hand and reached out for the fuzzy looking cube that she figured was her dresser, and on the top were the vague shape of her glasses which she slid behind her ears, and rubbed her eyes under her glasses and waited for her vision to clear. Standing over her was Kevin, grinning wildly as if waking his younger sister gave him the utmost pleasure in the world.
"Kevin!" She screeched, punching him in the arm. "You're twenty-one years old! Stop jumping on my bed as if you're five!" She growled. He just laughed, but softly rubbed his arm where she had punched him, earning Harlow the right to triumphantly smirk in his face. He rolled his eyes.
She threw her blanket off and put her bare feet on the ground, shuddering at the coldness of the floor. Kevin left her room and she silently thanked him. Slowly, Harlow stood up and shuffled over to the bathroom. After splashing some water on her face to wake herself up, she took a quick shower and brushed her teeth, and emerged from the bathroom fresh as a daisy. Stretching, she went back to her room and got Sticky's Poke ball, then sat on the couch next to Kevin, who was watching the news. Two people, a woman and a man dressed in formal attire, sat at a desk and talked about Team Rocket, and how there have been multiple Pokemon killings, they responsible, but they weren't caught.
Now, Harlow found news shows to be the most boring thing on TV you could possibly watch, but whenever the news spoke about Team Rocket, she was there, hanging on to every word.
Her favorite position to sit on the couch, actually, was upside down. She felt her head was clearer that way, so as Kevin leaned forward on the couch, listening intently, Harlow rested her head on the ground, her glasses slipping off of her nose and her hair sprawled over the floor, and watched the TV upside down. At this particular moment, Sticky appeared from his pokeball without warning and sat on Harlow's stomach, first glancing at Kevin, and then peering over the end of the couch to gaze at Harlow.
"Good morning!" Harlow said to Sticky. "Fro-ke-ke!" He replied, and then peered at the TV. All three of them listened to the news story of how Team Rocket had struck again. Harlow often moaned and sighed, truly upset about what Team Rocket was doing to these innocent Pokemon.
Once the story had ended, Kevin turned off the TV. "Awright. Enough sob stories for today." He said, getting up and going into the kitchen.
Kevin and Harlow were the only two left in the house - Thomas was in the eastern Kanto region, training and exploring, and Jonas had settled down with his wife, Florence, and were living in Celadon city. Harlow missed them both terribly.
"You know, Sticky, wouldn't it be cool if we went on a Pokemon Journey? Caught new pokemon, made new friends, maybe we could even stop by and see Jonas.." She pushed past Kevin and shoved her face in the fridge.
"Froakie!"
"I think it would be fun, right! What do you think, Kevin?" Harlow closed the fridge after taking a carton of milk and turned to Kevin, who's face was filled with sandwich. "Whhaaffhh?" He said, swallowing the sandwich. Harlow sighed. "Do you think I should go on a journey?" Kevin's face lit up. "Yes! Go! Shoo! Bye!" Harlow looked at him. "Okay.. jeez, I'll go." She didn't mind Kevin's urgency to be rid of her, he probably just wanted the house to himself.
So it was decided. Harlow would go on her journey.
The next day, she was packed and ready, her backpack nearly bringing her to the ground it was so heavy, but she didn't care. With Sticky on her shoulder, she said bye to Kevin, (who practically shoved her out the door) and she left. That was it. A new beginning.
Soo... yep! PM me or post here if interested! And after a certain amount of people respond to this I will close it.
STATUS
Closed. Thanks too all you lovelies that wanted to RP with me!
Harlow blinked. Nhgf. Did no one know the meaning of sleep in this house? She smacked her lips together and closed her eyes again, turning over to get comfy again.
"HARLOW!"
She let out a yelp and bolted upright, looking around for whoever had just screamed in her ear, but without her glasses, everything looked like a blur. Squinting, Harlow put out a hand and reached out for the fuzzy looking cube that she figured was her dresser, and on the top were the vague shape of her glasses which she slid behind her ears, and rubbed her eyes under her glasses and waited for her vision to clear. Standing over her was Kevin, grinning wildly as if waking his younger sister gave him the utmost pleasure in the world.
"Kevin!" She screeched, punching him in the arm. "You're twenty-one years old! Stop jumping on my bed as if you're five!" She growled. He just laughed, but softly rubbed his arm where she had punched him, earning Harlow the right to triumphantly smirk in his face. He rolled his eyes.
She threw her blanket off and put her bare feet on the ground, shuddering at the coldness of the floor. Kevin left her room and she silently thanked him. Slowly, Harlow stood up and shuffled over to the bathroom. After splashing some water on her face to wake herself up, she took a quick shower and brushed her teeth, and emerged from the bathroom fresh as a daisy. Stretching, she went back to her room and got Sticky's Poke ball, then sat on the couch next to Kevin, who was watching the news. Two people, a woman and a man dressed in formal attire, sat at a desk and talked about Team Rocket, and how there have been multiple Pokemon killings, they responsible, but they weren't caught.
Now, Harlow found news shows to be the most boring thing on TV you could possibly watch, but whenever the news spoke about Team Rocket, she was there, hanging on to every word.
Her favorite position to sit on the couch, actually, was upside down. She felt her head was clearer that way, so as Kevin leaned forward on the couch, listening intently, Harlow rested her head on the ground, her glasses slipping off of her nose and her hair sprawled over the floor, and watched the TV upside down. At this particular moment, Sticky appeared from his pokeball without warning and sat on Harlow's stomach, first glancing at Kevin, and then peering over the end of the couch to gaze at Harlow.
"Good morning!" Harlow said to Sticky. "Fro-ke-ke!" He replied, and then peered at the TV. All three of them listened to the news story of how Team Rocket had struck again. Harlow often moaned and sighed, truly upset about what Team Rocket was doing to these innocent Pokemon.
Once the story had ended, Kevin turned off the TV. "Awright. Enough sob stories for today." He said, getting up and going into the kitchen.
Kevin and Harlow were the only two left in the house - Thomas was in the eastern Kanto region, training and exploring, and Jonas had settled down with his wife, Florence, and were living in Celadon city. Harlow missed them both terribly.
"You know, Sticky, wouldn't it be cool if we went on a Pokemon Journey? Caught new pokemon, made new friends, maybe we could even stop by and see Jonas.." She pushed past Kevin and shoved her face in the fridge.
"Froakie!"
"I think it would be fun, right! What do you think, Kevin?" Harlow closed the fridge after taking a carton of milk and turned to Kevin, who's face was filled with sandwich. "Whhaaffhh?" He said, swallowing the sandwich. Harlow sighed. "Do you think I should go on a journey?" Kevin's face lit up. "Yes! Go! Shoo! Bye!" Harlow looked at him. "Okay.. jeez, I'll go." She didn't mind Kevin's urgency to be rid of her, he probably just wanted the house to himself.
So it was decided. Harlow would go on her journey.
The next day, she was packed and ready, her backpack nearly bringing her to the ground it was so heavy, but she didn't care. With Sticky on her shoulder, she said bye to Kevin, (who practically shoved her out the door) and she left. That was it. A new beginning.
Soo... yep! PM me or post here if interested! And after a certain amount of people respond to this I will close it.
STATUS
Closed. Thanks too all you lovelies that wanted to RP with me!
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