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so this is my first like actual rp post so i wanted to start with something simple _________________________________________ Your eyes fluttered open as you found yourself standing among a crowd of men, they all wore different colored theater masks and togas, when examining your surroundings further you find yourself in some kind Of roman styled theater "Hello Beloved guest" said a soft male voice, you looked behind you to see a man carrying a microphone, he wore a crimson toga and leather sandals however his mask was different as it was missing the bottom half revealing a devilish grin, other then that all you could really make out was his muscular physique tanned skin and Short dark brown hair. the man began to step away and towards a multicolored wheel "you must be very confused friend, to put it simply you have been chosen as a participant in a game of dreams" he said as he gestured to the crowd "either their dreams will be realized or your own and it all depends on this wheel" he

Mystery Lake [64] Pets There was some slight glimmer of it when it came to his partner, but it seemed muted and clearly overshadowed by something else. Probably the trauma that Cerberus chose to dance around instead of addressing. The guy certainly had a lot of trauma, especially as suggested by that girl, who reminded him of someone he knew. But the biggest question that lingered in Roxy's mind was why he decided to put the heaviest weight of it all on her shoulders. All she did was talk to Cerberus in the store and challenge him a little bit. Rationally, that seemed like the kind of thing where he'd give her the cold shoulder more than anything else. But, instead, he treated her like she was his therapist, ranging to a confidant. Neverwink gave a decent amount of consideration to this part of town. It had classic light poles, well-kept facades, ornate signage, and a focused design. With a suppressed chuckle, a joke hit her brain that probably should've arrived hours earlier.

Mystery Lake [22] Jess Do It Layla went in next, and Joel... who soon chose the name Roxanne, did what he always did, no matter what kind of body contained his beautiful soul. She wanted an apology from Alyssa for me, even though it didn't matter. It was about showing the kind of person he and she really were. If only Alyssa could understand what I see in him. This moment should have shown her clearly, but I guess there was still too much in the way. I was genuinely afraid that Alyssa might hurt Roxanne. Not that it mattered to that darn, beautiful, self-sacrificing hero jerk who should've thought more about her own safety. Fortunately, it turned out all right. I guess. It was monumentally weird to watch the before and after acts between Duncan and Alyssa. They didn't really seem compatible to me, but you don't need that much to have a little fun. I couldn't imagine Joel like that, but she was projecting a randy mood, and I had to wonder. All the new names felt really rushed but

The school's new policy on their dress code Recently, at our Saint John school, our school head principal. Rachael has decided to change our dress code, and now we don't need to worry about forgetting to wear our school uniform. Since the new change, we have tried to adapt to the no school uniform rule; while some of us found it quite fun and exciting, we can wear whatever dress we desire without needing to wear the school uniform, and some students feel exhilarated. However, some of the student parents feel this new change in school policy may change their children's behaviour if they start to care only about their appearance and slowly lose their interest in studying, as this would affect these children's future careers in the long term. Once the school head principal heard this response, the school head principal decided to reply to the student's parents by telling them most schools in the US don't need students to wear any school uniform so that the school can use the money

Surviving a Buggy Game TG It was just another day for Kirk. An utterly mundane day where he was meeting his best friend, Greg. Apparently, he wanted to show him something cool. It was just an ordinary day where nothing was happening to a completely normal guy living his completely normal life. “If only that were the case.” He thought as he was encircled in hexagrams and consumed by a bright white light. A million alternatives of what was happening raced in his mind before the obvious, crazy answer penetrated his skull: magic. Something magical was happening, and before he knew it, the familiar urban scape around him vanished, replaced with a gold and blue chapel. To call the place gaudy was an understatement, the entire building was fashioned out of the shiny mineral, polished beyond the point of reason and all the carpets, tapestry, and tabards of the people around him had some shade of blue on it. “Hero, please listen!” Called the booming timbre of an old, bearded king sitting

Recently you had heard rumors of back alley shops that could immigrate you to any culture of your choosing, this very much interested you so you went looking for one, and after a long time of searching you found one now the question is were should you go? ------------------------------------------- so its pretty simple im going to give you all a format, fill it out and then ill make a tg for it Name: Age: Height: Race Before tg: Name After Tg: Age After Tg(highest age is 30 lowest is 18): Destination: Extra info: -------------------------------------------------------------------- because of some implication i will sadly have to cancel this series but dont worry some more stories and rp's will be coming your way

Yuri Worlds [Epilogue] Carrie patiently waited before the sixth security gate for the guard in white to go through the same unlocking procedure that each of the previous guards had directed her through. This seemed like overkill. She listened carefully and came to the rudimentary understanding that each of these was like a nested doll universe contained within the previous. That didn't mean any of them were smaller than the ones before. Each contained a dizzying plethora of distorted cosmos, translucent ivory pathways like bleached classical astrolabes, and the same shallow impressions of divine authority the company flaunted in the backstage of Yuka's home universe turned up even higher. Pointless theater, she concluded. Each guard she met looked like she could've been the twin of the previous, but for slight, subtle distinctions: hair in a ponytail instead of a bun, how far their noses projected, and the prominence of their eyebrows. Like photocopies of the same person, which

Yuri Worlds [81] Tunnel “I think I know what this is,” Ceri whispered to Misaki as they crept through the strange tunnel under the Sasaki home. “A virtual reality access conduit. Or whatever they call that. But in the sci-fi shows Naoko watches, she mentioned episodes and ideas where the characters find these weird hallways that connect parts of a simulation. It’s crazy, I know, but maybe we’re in some sort of simulation? Someone may have put us in it while we were asleep. What do you think?” Misaki easily followed Ceri’s line of thought. Seeing this weird, impossible space stretching out underground despite being only as deep as the little cellar begged a rational solution to such alien geographies. Supposing a simulation also invited fresh glimmers of hopefulness. Maharu didn’t have to be really dead, just kicked from the virtual realm. Maybe what they saw wasn’t her spirit but her real body? And the weird, dark entity goop was just something the computer made up. The Sasaki

“Welcome to the harpy quickstart launch cannon. How can we help you?” A young harpy greeted as soon as the two priests entered the building with the large cannon on top of it. It really seemed like that thing at the top wasn’t just for show. “Uhm… yes, right. We came here to take the cannon up to the temple… I guess?” Akira spoke, not sounding so sure of himself anymore. Though who would blame him, since he was currently standing in front of a massive ‘living being’ launching device. “Exactly. So we would like to use your cannon for that, since I am assuming it is safe to use.” Ryder added, much more chilled about the situation. The harpy immediately saluted the two priests and let out a happy chirp. “Yep yep. Don’t worry, our cannon is super safe. I have been using it practically every day for years now, be it to give others a good start or to even fire myself to the upper level. Just wait for a moment, I’ll prepare the cannon for you.” With that, the harpy scurried off, running