Push that feeling away when you're here, Roza. No one finds you the least bit annoying.
I'm not supposed to have favorites, but I'll consider you as one here. Luckily you're not in my group RP, otherwise I'd have to be drastically indifferent to you! Like poor Maiden and Papi. Papi, who needs to post! And Angelo!

I will try my best. I think stress has got me all riled up for no reason. Or the heat as well. This is definitely not a feeling I have often. Having favorites tends to hurt other people's feelings, but it happens. I was thinking of joining, until I saw all the people posting, and while I knew I didn't necessarily had to interact with them, I kind of just decided to watch.

Probably. I know the heat really did me in today, so I was snappy and easily bothered, and I don't like being that way! I don't have enough friends in reality to have favorites, so they're all my favorite!
That's okay. I'm not accepting any more profiles at the moment anyway, so if someone dies and doesn't want to come back as a different character, you're free to join in at that time! I'll let you know at those times.

Yeah, the heat gets me extremely cranky and irritable. It's not fun at all. I have a few friends and I love them all for different reasons. It just sucks that they all get jealous so easily. Especially when it comes to birthday gifts. It's like a competition on who gets Ellie the best gift. They can't just pitch in and get me one thing, which I'd rather prefer than have them pestering me on whose gift[s] I liked best.
It's alright. I'm quite enjoying their suffering. I'd rather watch others suffer than having to experience it myself.

That would be a difficult predicament. Within our trio, all we get one another is 'wishful thinking'. Which is just as good as something material! Real best friends poke and prod at you and don't say sorry, borrow money and forget about it, practically live at your house and come and go as they please, insult one another constantly... At least, that's what we all do, and we'd never trade one another for the world!
Oh, but it's not you suffering, it's your characters! You're assisting me in the suffering of your poor little characters! They're at the whim of a madman! But then again, I've always loved the hostage or kidnapping situations, especially with horror mixed in.

That's only like that with on friend. We're always poking fun at each other, but we don't take it to heart. We're both sarcastic and pretty much make fun of everything. When we try to do that with our other friend, she gets all serious. I only like being serious when I need too, other wise I just want to have fun. I wouldn't trade my best friend Gio. Ever. I lover her way too much. When we first met, it was as if we had known each other for years.
Hrmmm, well I don't even have a character. I never got around to that.
Hostage or kidnapping situations are always the most suspenseful.

My two friends are the same as one. Nearly alike in every way, yet I introduced them! Cole Saul is one of my friends. When I introduced him to Signora she burst out laughing and said: "Oh my God! That's like Coleslaw! How you doin', coleslaw?"
We've been nearly inseparable ever since. I hate overly-serious people, they're no fun. But it's nice when your friend actually knows when you're serious at necessary times. That balance really sets friends apart from best friends.
Well, if you've seen some of the character profiles, they're short and to the point. The reason for that is to gradually improve one's ability to see the character as they change and adapt.
Of course! And with six people against one very equipped killer, it's fascinating to see where it leads.

True. But I deliberately sold all of my 200+ items to get a sense of what it felt like to be rich for once on Mene. XD I had 70K? But then I bought new CIs for friends and distributed them out to those who I saw posted that they couldn't afford them.

Oh, I wish you good luck! It's hard for new artists to have a long life expectancy on here. My tablet just recently died on me but I'm making sketchy drawings to those who I promised to do drawings on. :ninja: I was heavily doing pixeling but I quit doing that since it ate up too much of my time and I needed other obligations to do first.

You're welcome! Hm... possibly like a gate keeper? Or a master of a house?
It makes me think of Tim Burton movies. D:

Awww, well, I'm sorry. ^^; You do tend to feel out of place due to that. But it makes people happy to see you since you've been gone so long.

That's nice! There's tension between two of my friends. Mainly because the one is too clingy, but they get along fine for the most part. Gio and I think a lot alike. Most of the time we're in sync which makes our other friend feel out of the loop. She wouldn't be out of the loop if she set her phone aside for five minutes though. We bring her along so she feels like she's wanted, but then spends her time on the phone and when we don't invite her, she complains that we never want her around. Actually... it seems like I'm always complaining about her. I feel terrible now. Annoyances are hard to ignore. Dammit, I need to stop. Okay.
Yup, I've been reading. I had to reread some of them because I forget what they chose to get the point that they're at.
I'll have to give it some thought, in case I decide to give it a try.
I'm curioius to see how some people end up getting murdered.


@Miro
Actually no one has really noticed.
I did post once or twice in a few threads. So I wasn't complete inactive.

The little girl walked down the dirt lane in her tathered dress. Impossible as it seemed, her bare feet dirtier than the grime on the ground. Reaching an empty shop stoop to rest for the night, she sat down. Turning and curling up against the cool stone frame, she looked with dull eyes across the street at a carriage.

The carriage was a fine carriage. Fine, sturdy oak made the frame and was pulled by sleek black horses. Inside, a young gentleman sat casually with his cane in one gloved hand. Leather gloves. Necessary in his line of work, though he preferred to think of it as play. Never did he leave fingerprints. Witnesses were never a problem either since they ended up dead.

She watched him slowly open the door. The carriage swayed slightly as he stepped out. Barely twitching and definitely not acknowledging him, she continued to see the world through glazed eyes. He smirked as he crossed the street towards her. He couldn't know that every evil and criminal thought going through his mind was being observed by his prey.

Just before he reached her, he found his feet glued to the ground. Red swirls fly up like fishing lines from the dust tying him in place. She looked up at his, eyes glowing red. He felt his blood begin to heat until it's boiling temperature fried his brain. That wasn't enough for her, not after hearing his thoughts and seeing his past memories. The red lines holding his corpse tightened until the boiling blood created such pressure that his skin shredded under the explosive pressure. The gore and blood covered the street, the shop front, and the poor looking girl sitting there. With a smile, she licked her lips and stood.

So it rained for like ten minutes.
That was such a huge storm, I'm so glad that the terrible winds didn't cause my trees to break in through my window. Ugh.

oh wow, yeah I am glad for you as well :)

Hi everyone, it's been a while since I popped in here! How's it going?

Hey Papillon! How are you doing?

Pretty good, running around answering rps.

sounds like fun ^_^ I will be doing that myself in a little bit :D

Heya Pap. :)
I'm on through my phone at the moment so replies might be slow-ish.

*tidies up the thread*
I've been slacking off in cleaning.

Maiden- lol yeah, that is always fun.

hi Roz, what's new?

and done... *sigh* when everyone RPs at the same time, it is almost overwhelming to keep up since I try to RP back within 24 hours. But... when several days go by with only a few responses... *sigh*

Not much. Just lurking about. I'm at My uncles house right now, so i keep getting distracted.

lol that is all good, family is precious

True.
My uncle came for a short visit from Philadelphia.
He's on his way to Mexico, but he stopped by before leaving on Monday.

very nice :)

Yeah, I hadn't seen him in over five years.