Kya, I got one more! (For now, maybe I'll include Es a little later so not to overrun you)
Nomination Form:
Username of nominee:
PapillonCameo:
Nominated by: Tachigami
Literacy level (choose one): Literate
How long have you been writing with this player?: Maybe three months? I think...
Response time when it's their turn (choose one): Usually the next day. Sometimes a couple days later.
Pros to writing with this player: She keeps things fascinating and really puts energy into her characters and their reactions. You can consider them actual people by her descriptions and situations.
Cons to writing with this player: … ...
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Quote:
The young woman was immersed in her book. She flipped trough the pages with a rapt expression as the story unfolded before her eyes and in her mind. Every word brought a fresh image into being until the next followed to build upon it. A cool breeze wafted trough the park, but did nothing to make Valentina shiver. For some reason the cold had never truly bothered her like it did everyone else. When winter came around she usually ended up roasting because of how warm all the extra layers of clothing made her.
It was just one of many things that made her so strange. Another was the sounds of everyone's minds pushing against her own. If not for her imagination and love of reading Valentina would never have figured out how to block them out. People had already written about the subject so much, whether in fiction or not, that finding information about how to control this ability was readily available. At the moment only an uncertain sense of urgency pressed against her mind.
Lifting her blue eyes, Valentina tried to find the source. There was something ... different about this mind, as if there was an echo of herself in it. Hesitantly the woman poked lightly at the other mind, reaching out in a way she hadn't done since she was very young. As she did so, Valentina returned her eyes to her book and pretended to read. A twinge of hope flared within her heart at the thought that maybe there was someone else out there who might understand these strange things she was able to do. It would be such a relief to talk with another like her, without fear of being pushed away and shunned or hunted down! So far the last hadn't happened often, not since she'd moved away from her old hometown to this large city where it was easy to hide amongst the masses.
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Oh, and Kya, if you're looking for a short-reply group RP, I've started one! Maybe you'll like it (and I'm pretty sure we can add one more person if you'd like).