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“Yeah, yeah. This is the part where ya lecture me on my life decisions and tell me to return the ring to that old woman right?”’ Mason had been caught again. Though it rarely unsettled him.
“No. This is the part where I tell you to take a serious long look at her distress and consider how worthless you are to rob a woman of something so precious as her wedding ring.”
Hello old friends... and new
Well, hello all remember me? probably not? I don’t blame you… It’s been an insanely long time since I was on… seriously.. it’s almost been a year, I can’t even believe that! wow… dang…It has been a pretty insane year… but, i digress… the point of this post is to sort of test the waters once again… if there is anyone that would be interested in rping, I think I am going to try to resurrect this blog, if there is interest… I know I won’t be able to spend tons and tons of time on because school has become pretty demanding… but I really do miss rp! I’m also up for running this as a bit of an ask blog as well- so if you don’t rp per se, but you’d like to chat with Lizzie, don’t be shy! so if anyone would be interested do please let me know via msg. Hope to talk to you all soon Xx
// LIZZIE-MUN IS BACK~!
I’m so happy! Of course I want to write with you! (and I’m sure Bethy does too)
// I want to standardize Jan's surname in all the verses (Regency is the exception because he isn't enstranged from his family there). Right now he is Jan Wright in some and Jan Cartwright in others. I'm not sure which I like better.
Any opinions?
// In other news...
Jan's backstory is getting another update.
... to make it less complex and more mundane. You know, to match his personality. (and because right now it's still wrong. what the heck, jan? why cant you let me get this right?)
// TUMBLR STANDARIZED THEIR HTLM EDITING! TUMBLR DID SOMETHING RIGHT FOR ONCE!!
You know what else you can do now?
Put videos in posts.
Put horizontal bars in
Get easy previews on your htlm editing
Easily move an image's position in the post
Also, the reason your htlm editing is going away when you switch back to Rich Text, is probably because you're using the old tumblr html coding tags. Tumblr had weird unique commands. It's standarized now. You can look up html coding terms on pretty much any website and it will apply to the tumblr text engine now.
I was angry. And then I played around with this editor a bit and found out
IT'S A WONDEFUL IMPROVEMENT!
the girl slowly walked up to his door, shivering from the rain and rolling her sleeves over her hands, she slowly knocked on his door. her teeth chattered as her face was stained with rain and tears, as she suddenly saw a tall figure before her.
“i’m sorry i know i’m the last person you wanna see right now, but i didn’t have anywhere else to go.”
"I'm... I'm sorry?" Jan tried to connect a name to the face before him, but none came to mind. He generally had a good memory for acquaintances. Something about here did seem familiar though. An image came to mind. That was it! He had seen her rather frequently around the apartment complex up until about two weeks ago.
"I'm afraid you have the wrong apartment number..." He considered her words. There was a tone of desperation and if she was on bad terms with the person she was seeking help from, it seemed best to give her an alternative. "But if you need shelter, why don't you come in from the cold for a cup of tea. Do you need a place to stay for a bit? I can contact some women and see if they have room for an extra boarder, at least for a short while." The moment he said it, he realized his offer might have come across as too abrupt, coming from a stranger.
Me: So... Jan. What've you been up to lately? Been pretty quiet.
Jan: Work. I have a job, you know.
Me: Well, yeah. But what else?
Jan: There's that volunteer job at the hospital twice a week. I go to church on Sundays. Read, cook, and talk to friends when I have time.
Me: Friends? You have friends?
Jan: -_- yes. I am not a social recluse despite your greatest efforts.
Me: Introduce me to them.
Jan: No.
Me: JAN INTRODUCE ME TO THEM!
Jan: No.
Me: I know how to destroy you.
Jan: You tried. Didn't work.
Me: ....
Jan: ...
Me: .... I hate you.
Jan: That's a lie.
Me: That is true. Please do something interesting.
Jan: .... fine.
// Guess who came over for a writing sleep-over? :D ((okay actually, we ended up just marathon watching a bunch of Nazodi, but we got SOME writing done and ate delicious food made by my sister))
// I started plotting out a series of stories where Jan is a private detective and ever since then EVERY VERSE of Jan has been like ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO!
I've never seen him happier than he is in his P.I. verse.
"Okay," Jan said, sitting down in the hospital cafeteria across from Bronwyn with coffee in hand. "We need to figure out how we are going to explain to Miss Corday that we are talking to each other again without her thinking we slept together."
// I'M BACK! :D
UPDATES: I changed Jan's Modern!Verse backstory so that it actually matches up with what's been happening.
The biggest changes are the following:
1. He's not from the Beinard family anymore. After writing the Beinards I realized they were not his family at all. However, the family he IS from is the Gautiers who are of equa status in society, but significantly less wonderful people. This also means his cousin's names are different. They are now Dania, Leslie, Christopher, and Sophie.
2. Jan was still falsely accused of crimes he did not comit, but he was never officially tried in court for anything because his uncle wanted to avoid bringing the family shame, so Jan was given the option of quietly leaving the family.
Neither of these changes affect events up to this point and, in fact, they make everything make MORE sense.
Going Off Tumblr For a While
// Hello, my lovelies. :)
I'm going to be going off tumblr for an indefinite amount of time. I realized recently how much of my life it's eating up. I mean, I sit here reloading my dash for hours on end when I should be working on art, music, Japanese, writing, and Scripture study (the things that actually affect my life and future).
This is not to say I don't care about you. I love each and every one of you and am so glad I've been able to meet you. That being said, if you still want to talk to me I will still be occasionally poking at one of my non-rp blogs (flowers-for-mr-ukki) and am also on Facebook, Google, and Livejournal. (if you want to talk to me on Facebook or Google, just send me an ask and I'll tell you privately)
At one point, tumblr was a good thing for me. It helped me cope with the stress in my life and helped spark my creativity. But now it has become a hindrance to the things I am supposed to be doing with my life and it is stunting my creativity rather than fueling it.
I will probably poke my head in from time to time to read up on other people's threads.
I LOVE YOU! This is not a final goodbye, but rather a temporary parting of unknown length.
NOTE: I'm posting this on my other main rp blogs too. Sorry if it shows up more than once for some of you.
More Brooke gifs for Bethy
Bronwyn made me do this
All at once, Bronwyn snapped up and snorted, rolling her eyes. She crossed her arms and took a seat in a nearby chair, putting her feet up on the chair opposite it.
"I’ve always been brilliant," she stated with an air of mock-importance.
She didn’t know why or how she was suddenly feeling so comfortable around him. But she realized that not one insult had passed between the two for at least an hour. And that in of itself was a miracle.
Anything ladylike he saw in the moments before was now gone and replaced entirely with Bronwyn's usual demeanor of casual disinterest in grace. "I suppose there is a certain wit and determination to the art of insult," he said light-heartedly. Scooping up the chunks of yam, he dropped them in a pot to steam and picked up the cans of coconut milk. "Here, would you open these?" Without waiting for a reply, he put them in front of her with a can opener and went to cooking the meat.
Bronwyn made me do this
"In which case then, the game is lost by everyone and there is no game.”
"Are you going to finish cutting those yams?"
He glanced over to her and was caught off guard by her expression. Not mocking, not condescending, not angry, not smug, not generically content. She looked... he couldn't put a word on it. He might have given it even more thought had the words accompanying been less impactful.
"There is no game." He repeated, giving her conclusion some thought and turning back to the cooking project, as she reminded him. "You somehow became brilliant over the past month."
//WE STARTED ROLEPLAYING THE SAME WAY. IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, ON NEO, IN A WARRIOR RP GUILD OMG
// WOAH! NO WAY! Which clan/guild were you a part of? Mine was Mizuclan.