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have you watched any actual plays, and if so, what are your favourites?
Led by Storyteller Jason Carl of White Wolf Entertainment, L.A. By Night is a dark tale of personal horror and inhuman conspiracy that sees
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[random numbers munday meme] 127 // 7502 // 0
127: What is the most pointless piece of information that you’ve ever written about a character?
//probably the details about why her hair is so long lol - it’s pretty mundane, and is nothing necessary to move the plot forward.
7502: If you were given a roleplay award, then what kind of award would you want it to be?
//world’s biggest tryhard? i don’t know - awards should be something bestowed on you by others, right?
0: If your muse is an OC, then how did they come to you? If your muse is canon, then what inspired you to play them?
//i have a youtube let’s player to thank for maggie’s existence - if they’d never played outlast, i never would have gotten hooked, started searching tumblr tags and stumble across the outlast rp community where i made my first foire into roleplaying.
quilt
Silver linings are too weak It unravels fast Whenever my life looks bleak I know it won’t last
Don’t want a silver lining I want it in gold With an opulent binding Shines when it unfolds
Stitched together with some care It makes things better Knowing that it’s always there Through the cold weather
Wrapped around me, I’m secure I am snuggled in Even cotton’s not this pure I can smile again
Can’t be fooled Been out for a while A quilt of hope can fix all It’s always in style
my street light
You are the street light that fooled me into believing you were sunshine Someone else turns you on But you climb through my window Casting a glow Illuminating my dark corners yet providing no warmth Taking away my stars That I used to wish upon But you're there every night Even in rainy days And I fall asleep Under your sheet of light
please don’t call
I can't let you I won't let you Hear me breaking down The crack in my voice The sound of misery I want you to hear my smile Even if it's not real But my voice quivers The sobs shake me And even when I stifle The melancholy inside By going silent You still are able To detect what I'm hiding So I put you on hold In order to hold my breath Hoping that I suffocate And kill the very thing That I myself don't know Wish I could press ignore And escape you and me as well But once I answer the call I can't hang up and I'm stuck With trying to explain Why my voice isn't steady And why my words are breathy I say I'm a better writer Than a talker of course But I'm even better at listening However my ears are occupied By the eccentric vocal chords That no one can hear but me I can't stop the head splitting Ringing that's so loud Louder and louder I beg of you Please don't call Because someone might answer And it might not be me
ego
They can’t accomplish the things that I do. I will even make you say Shakespeare who? A pen gripped in my hand can be a gun. With words as bullets, I am number one. My words are what kills “Skilled writers” today. I don’t need good skills, I’m just born this way. When my name is said Legends seem to die… Might as well be dead, Simply wave goodbye. Writing when I please No matter what time… I write with such ease & make it all rhyme. Huge ego you say? Cocky’s another… How I write my way Excites your mother. Your father’s jealous, Pissed like no other. I remain zealous… & awe your brother. Your sister’s upset With what I think of Ignore, but I bet She’s fallen in love. Oops…did I offend? By saying what’s true That over you’ll bend As my words rape you. Yes I’ve authored all… Both women and men Seem to quickly fall When they see my pen. A pen gripped in my hand can be a gun. With words as bullets, I am number one. They can’t accomplish the things that I do. I will even make you say Shakespeare who?
under my breath
I'm not brave enough to say I love you But I love you more than you'll ever know I can't say it even though I want to My heart won't allow me to let you go
The feelings that I have, I want to shout I don't know why it's so hard to express You won't hear those 3 words come from my mouth I can only say them under my breath
So you won't know how much you mean to me It's in a poem that you'll never see
