#fifiones

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          ‘   it’s valentine’s day ,  fee !  !   what do you plan on doing ?  ?   anyone caught your eye ?   ’

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‘Alright Imogen, you can do this’ she assured herself, looking down the hallway to where Fiona stood at her locker. In theory it shoudln’t be too scary- it wasn’t as though she’d ripped one of Fiona’s own creations- but she hated to be the bearer of any bad news whatsoever, especially to someone so intimidatingly pretty. 

“Hey, Fiona!” she greeted cheerfully, coming to a stop in front of the older girl. “So, uh. You know that bodice Eli found in the costume department that was perfect for my character?” she asked, nervously rocking back on her heels.

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The blonde wasn’t one to dress up, she always stayed in a tshirt and jeans feeling more comfortable that way but when Goldi’s parents told her that they were having a family dinner and she had to dress up, Rasha found herself in the mall, the dress shop she was in overwhelming. Her head hurt, there were so many different prints and colors to choose from and she was really confused. “I can’t do this.. why can’t I just wear pants?” she mumbled to herself, not seeing the older girl standing beside her.

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@fifiones liked for a starter from Eli

     “Hey --- you still don’t drink right? I mean this is going to turn into a pretty decent sized party. Are you even able to be around the stuff? I don’t want to be a dick, but I’m planning on having some drinks tonight && I’d like to talk to you about this play idea I’m working on. Will that mess up your whole sober thing?”

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It had been a few nights since Eli had slept. After being told that he was going to be sent to a rehab facility a few towns away for his apparent pill popping addiction, he couldn’t think of anything else. Twenty four hours. He had to go through twenty four hours of detox before he was even allowed into the facility. He rolled over onto his side and started at the wall. ‘This really sucks..’ he mused with a soft sigh. He begun counting down the hours before he could get out of that place.

Once the next day came, he looked like a zombie, and felt like shit. He couldn’t take anything for his bipolar disorder, and he was twenty four hours sober, so he was surely going to be a joy to be around. It felt like he was in a type of maximum security prison, and it was only going to get worse. The nurse came around and discharged him from the facility on the grounds that he signed a consent form agreeing that he would go to rehab, which he did. He was then escorted to the rehab facility  where they checked him for anything that a person could possibly bring into a rehab center before they let him go. He wandered into a strange room that had a bunch of chairs lined up in a circle and he raised a brow, seeing a few people sitting already, he decided to wander over to the youngest of the group and take a seat next to her.

“Hey.. I’m Eli.” he stated to her.

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Texts || Fifiones

Imogen: Ugh, sorry this took so long. Perino's been watching me. Like. A. Hawk. Did you know that his detentions are longer than class? Like, I took the test in detention. Part. One.

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Imogen glanced sideways for what had to be the tenth time in as many minutes, for the first time uncertain that the seating arrangements in this class were ideal. Sure, sitting next to Fiona was great most of the time, but it also proved to be a great enabler when she was more interested in letting her mind wander than actually paying attention to class. Even, it turned out, when she was taking a test.

Focus Moreno, focus. She chided herself, reluctantly turning her eyes back to her paper. But a few hastily scrawled answers later, she was already glancing back over at the other girl.

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So I’m not sure who’s still around,

but I might be, because I really miss my many Imogens. Anyone who’s still interested in writing with me, please like this post and/or send me a message/im/whatever people are using these days! But first, please read under the cut to make sure you’re still interested:

As I’m sure all of you have realized by this point, I am definitely a flake. There will be times where I do not log in for extended periods. Maybe weeks, maybe months. Who knows? I certainly don’t. That said, there are a few changes I’ll be making here in an attempt to at least make my absences less frequent:

I will no longer be writing smut. It just feels super weird to me now. I used to be more or less indifferent, but these days it just feels like... ick. That said, the characters involved in my plots can definitely be having sex: I just won’t be writing it. If fading to black is fine with you, this change probably won’t make much difference.

If I have a ton of muse for one or two plots but none for another plot or two at any given point, I will be giving preferential treatment to the plots I’m feeling more muse for. I went back and forth on this one a lot, because I know how it feels to be on the other end of the stick, and I don’t want any of my partners to feel like I don’t care about them or our plot. Because I do, I just don’t always have equal levels of muse for everything at all times. That’s just how it is. And I’ve realized that the more I try to make the amount of times I reply to each para exactly even, the more likely I am to just flake out and stop replying entirely.

In a similar vein, I will not be replying to every thread every day I’m online. As much as I want to, I just don’t have time anymore. When I started this account I was about halfway through college and in zero extracurriculars; now I’m employed full time (and then some), and somehow have almost more social life than I’m able to handle??? Like seriously, I have no idea how this happened. But when I have the time to log in and do a reply or two, chances are I’m not going to have time for everything, because sometimes I feel like I don’t even have time to hear myself think these days.

A timeskip will pretty much be 100% necessary in order to continue virtually any of the currently ongoing plots. It doesn’t need to be long, but I just can’t figure out how to get back into the zone for paras that have been sitting on the shelf for several months now. I want to be able to, but I know from past experience in being a total flake that it just won’t work for me after such a long hiatus. If we’re going to keep writing, some degree of plotting will be necessary in order to get things rolling again. It doesn’t have to be an all-new plot (and in most cases, I wouldn’t want it to be!), but we’ll need to figure out something to make it fresh.

If there’s NSFW visuals on your blog, I will not follow you (but that doesn’t mean I won’t write with you). Instead of following, I’ll be checking my notifications for reblogs of our threads, and checking the tags on your blog to make sure nothing slips through. This’ll be easiest if you tag your posts with my url, but you’re by no means required to. Please don’t take offense if I’m not following you- it probably just means that something was posted that the blacklist didn’t quite hide in time to keep it from me... and then I could. not. unsee. This has happened just a few times too many, so it’ll just be easier for me to work around it.

If one or any of the items on this list (or literally any other reason in the world) makes you not want to write with me anymore, I completely understand. But if you’re good with my super long list of things I think will help me be more active and just happier with roleplaying in general, let me know!