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Hello! I've been away from bandom since May due to my group closing and life becoming demanding. I'm considering a possibility to come back bc I've missed writing! But I feel so out of the loop with what's going on in the community, what groups are still around and what new groups have become popular, it feels a bit scary to come back. P.S. I used to check this blog every day and I'm so glad to see it's still around. Thank you for the work you do!

thank you for the love! i know it can be daunting when you’ve been out of it for a while, i get it. sometimes just easing yourself back into it with psls helps, or finding a smaller game to join with not a crazy amount of members is good.

i just went through the band rp tag and found the following games advertising for members.

@summer-hq

@digitallycorrupthq

@theunderworld-rpg

@problems-hq

@babylonco

@adorhq

@speakeasyhq

i might have missed a couple but these are a good place to start! we also offer plot calls if you want a psl, you can submit a small app with us and we’ll post it. anyone who is interested can answer via gh!

#summer.#digitallycorrupt.#underworld.#problems.#babylon.#ador.#speakeasy.#anonymous #answered.#modt.

speakeasy.

“Well, this should be fun.”

The smuggler sported a grin as she sauntered down the brick-laden streets of Vinegar Tom. Beside her, a subtly disguised private investigator kept pace. The characteristic tang of brine and old fish clung to the air -- an unpleasant welcome for some, but a comforting familiarity to others. Dani’s amber orbs drifted over the scarcely lit streets, scanning studiously for any sign of suspicious souls. The skids were ideal for business, but she could do without the local rapscallions causing unforeseen trouble. A temporary deviance in her watch was directed at her companion.

“Doing all right there, mate?” Dani asked, hands tucked snugly in the pockets of her jacket. “You’ve been pretty quiet. Still wondering about our kid?” The corner of her lips tweaked upward as they rounded a corner and her attention settled once more on their path. Not too far up ahead, the remains of an abandoned tenement building stood out, the faint illumination of a flickering Edison bulb highlighting the short stairwell that lead down to the entrance of their destination. “I wouldn’t think about it too hard if I were you. Asking too many questions is only gonna raise alarm. Just try and enjoy yourself. You’d be surprised how much people’ll let slip when they’re havin’ a good time.”

“Speaking of-- have you come up with an alias for me to call you? Maybe a bit of a story? I’d hate to have no explanation for why I’ve chosen to let you tag along.”

@casefilesofelizabethbell

#speakeasy.#elizabeth 002.#( para. )#hope this is alright!