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Cosmic Funnies
oozey mess
DEAR READER
if i look back, i am lost
Keni
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
trying on a metaphor
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Not today Justin
Jules of Nature
ojovivo
Cosimo Galluzzi
Love Begins
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art blog(derogatory)
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Three Goblin Art
seen from Morocco
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
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seen from Tunisia
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@galaxytravelling
"We wait until the area’s clear. One section’s coming our way, anyway. They’ll get us to definite safety." Chloe explained, putting pressure on the wound on her leg. It made her wince but, it was necessary. She couldn’t lose a lot of blood. That’d end up badly.
"Right okay." Waiting. Waiting was something she could do. Though, Maebry watched the other woman carefully. "Is there anything I can do to help your leg?"
+ galaxytravelling
"…The thing that happened to me is quite impossible too, so I don’t really mind."
"Well, lets see... I'm from the year 3070."
”And what problems do you think you’ll cause?”
"Mostly confusion and possibly paradoxes."
"A very close shave." Chloe explained simply, wincing at the twinges of pain in her leg. She opened up her comm so that she could speak. "We’re okay but medical attention’s required. We’re in corridor eight."
"And where exactly do we go from here?" She wasn't familiar with this building, and that wound on the other girls leg wasn't looking too good. God-- Maebry really didn't know how to handle this.
+ galaxytravelling
"Ouh I’m kinda used to creepy stuff. Don’t worry about that."
"So?"
"It's not creepy.... Impossible is a better word."
3 Found the Sister
"I’ve just walked into the wrong room haven’t I?"
"You know, odds are I'm the one who isn't supposed to be here."
“——Is there anything you need, Maebry?”
"--- Well, yes From you? Likely nothing."
{+} 3 Went West
“Shit!”
"Need help with that?" Maebry asked, even though she was already bent down helping her pick up the books.
idlegossipandarchaeology
themadmanwearsabowtie
madimpossibleandscottish
ultimumstellam
magic-is-madness
galaxytravelling
sherlockholmes-world
Chloe sighed quietly as her knees hit the ground, managing to catch herself before she damaged herself any more. She glanced at the other person, focusing on them instead of the shooting pain that was coming from the shot that had hit her leg. “Are you all right?”
"Yeah... I'm fine." Maebry told her, she had gotten out scratch free, but that didn't mean she wasn't any less frightened. She most certainly wasn't prepared for that. "What just happened?"
”——Zelena.”
"Maebry."
+7 Cosmic Nerds
"Burgling your own house is sometimes the only way to go. I thought the ski mask would be a nice touch."
"Did you break into your own home? Why?"
”…Who are you?”
"That depends--- Who are you?"
"Uhhh, no? I mean, there’s an office for it in Columbia I think. The University, to be more specific. Why?"
"Well, I kinda need... scientific help.Actually, they might just think I'm crazy--- You know what. Ignore me."
Plot # 29: Lurking in the Shadows
Muse A is a hunter who travels the country in order to extinguish supernatural threats. When Muse A gets news of yet another small town being terrorized by a murderous creature, they pack up their things and make haste to the next destination. Muse A settles into town quickly and gets to work investigating these mysterious, grisly deaths. Despite Muse A’s best efforts, over the course of several weeks, they keep coming up short of catching the culprit, unaware that Muse B is watching their every move.
Option 1: Muse B is a supernatural creature, the same kind as the killer, but innocent. They approach Muse A and offer to hunt down the killer together.
Option 2: Muse B is the killer and tries to throw Muse A off their trail (by seduction).
»» galaxytravelling the-affluent-playboy notxofuse
It’s been a long day, make it quick.
"Is there is NASA nearby?"
Every single roleplayer has their own style, their writing is like a barcode. Some may use very large words some may use smaller, some might be very descriptive or some might want you to picture the scene yourself. Some might have a very strong vocabulary some might have a weak. Some may have perfect grammar and some may need some work. Some may do formatting some may not. Styles are all different but the style isn’t what makes you a good roleplayer, a good writer, what makes you a good roleplayer and writer? Are you having fun? Are you developing your character at your own pace in your own way? Are you making connections, bonds that will not break and some that may? Are you proud of yourself? If you answered yes to those questions, you are an amazing writer and if not you are still amazing and fantastic, be proud.
"I really hate sheriffs."
"Why may I ask?"
