out of cash;
who said i wanted to follow this stupid bitchā¦
oh.
wait.
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out of cash;
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oh.
wait.
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Books and Tomes and Literature; OH MY [Dean | Auriello]
Dean had drank four large bottles of alcohol before any effect set in on him and only then did a real effect settle in him. As he finished off the fifth bottle, he tipped it back so far that he actually fell to the floor with a thud, the bottle shattering on the floor.
Auriello was lost in looking over his records after switching on the lights. A frown dressed his face as he looked over folders, and he let out a heavy sigh. It would be awhile before he found that tome. Hopefully just a day. Hopefully.
After some time into searching, a thud and then a crash filled the room. This piqued Auriello's concerns, and he wanted to check, but the task at hand seemed to take importance. He called out to his guest.
"Dean?"
There was no answer.
Auriello sighed and put everything down, making his way to the small bedroom, and nearly jumped at the sight, Dean down on the floor, probably passed out, with four liquor bottle around him. "Mon dieu you're a bigger alcoholic than I am." HE commented to himself, getting a small phial of smellingsalts from the liquor cabinet. Auriello popped open the small phial and wavered it in front of Dean's nose, shaking his shoulder.
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Simple Rules of RP That Apparently People Need Another Lesson In
As a INDIE RPer you have the rightĀ to:
Not reply to certain threads for hours, days, weeks
Not feel bad for not having a muse that day, or a few days for that matter.
Roleplay with as many different muns as youād like, even if they all play the same character.
Not have to explain why youāre not on for the day, or that you missed someoneās reply
As a INDIE RPer you do NOT have the right to:
Be pissed at someone because they donāt reply to your thread right away.
Drop your partners out of the blue without a explanation (unless it was mutual and you both donāt really want to talk about it).
Get jealous or mad that one of your RP partners plots and threads with other muns of the same character.
Be a hypocrite (well..thatās with anything but you get my point)
This. Only I will add, personally, that you do have the right to feel jealous. Jealousy isnāt something you can control all the time. I get jealous myself over people and often I even feel replaced. However, you donāt have the right to use your jealousy as leverage and/or guilt tools to manipulate the way your partners RP.
The only thing I want out of 2013 is Lokiās death.
Why do you say that?????
Books and Tomes and Literature; OH MY [Dean | Auriello]
Dean hummed as he approached the bar, looking at all of the alcohol. Crowley would murder him ten times over if he saw him right now but with any luck, he wasnāt going home until he had the tome. He decided to go for the whiskey, drinking straight from the bottle as he waited for Auriello to come back.
Auriello made his way to the door, and looked out at the people roaming the street. One or two people came in for quick, held purchases, an he shooed away one other before finally closing up shop for good at the edge of daylight. "Alright, Dean!" He called out. "I'm going to start looking for that book of yours! Let me know when you get hungry!"
thepuppeteerofmen Ono o kiita!
āOhayo, and welcome to Gonkura Dojo! Iām actually a bit busy right now, closing up for the night. Could you come back tomorrow?ā The small violet haired woman stashes the keys in her pockets, balancing a pile of grocery sacks in her arms.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Ma'am. Of course I can." Icarus nods to her request, and hold out a hand to keep a sack from falling. "Do you need assistance with those bags, Ma'am? You seem as though you're about to drop one..."
In character, I think you play your characters really well. They're all really great personas. Out of character, you're kind of rude. You skip people over and make them think they did something wrong or said something wrong. It could be settled if you tell people when you're not into the role for that certain rp at the moment but you never say anything.
Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.
here's the deal. i'm going to rp with who i want to, respond to the threads i want to, play as little or as often as i like, because you know why?
because i can. thatās right, because i can. this is my blog. this is my rp. this is my experience. i owe no one anything. i donāt have to reply to anything i donāt want to. i donāt have to play with any character i donāt want to play with.Ā i generally will, but that doesnāt mean i HAVE to do anything.Ā
no one does. so letās cut the shit, shall we? this is a hobby. not a job. until someone figures out how to pay me for roleplay, check your shit at the door before you start that āyou HAVE to do this or thatā bullshit.
holla atcha girl.
Books and Tomes and Literature; OH MY [Dean | Auriello]
āI could use a drink. I sleep better when Iāve been drinking.ā he grinned, the hand that was splayed over Aurielloās forearm gripping a little tighter before the collar gave a slight warning buzz around his neck and he winced, stepping back and clearing his throat, dropping his hands nervously. āYeah. Just a drink.ā
Auriello walks over to a horizontally placed mirror, and pushes it in, sliding the mirror into the wall. Behind it, is a fully stocked liquor cabinet. "Help yourself. I'll close up and look for that tome." He says to dean, murmuring something about having to organise the place, making his way into the main store.
this is a friendly note:Ā You donāt have to be nervous or intimidated to ask me to RP with you. In fact itās the other way around because Iām sitting here, looking at your posts and threads.Ā wantingĀ to RP with you but then Iām like āNOPE. THEYāD HATE ME.ā
Yāknow, you might want to try and find Djehuty if you like writing so much. If heās not still stuck in his library, Iām sure heād love to help you with anything. In the meantime⦠just keep writing things about me.
If you run into him, do put in a word. I'm very sure Djehuty would feel right at home within The Sinners' Bookcase. As for writing about you, consider any other subject matters purged from my mind.
Wanna Play?
ā A robot? ā She questioned, the raven haired beauty came closer, placing her hand on his cheek. ā You look like a normal human. Should I cut you open and see if you are all wires and screws? ā Gogo giggled.
Icarus closed his eyes upon Gogo's further approach, and nodded as he felt the warmth of her hand upon his synthetic cheek. He couldn't help leaning into the touch for a moment, before finding amusement in her threat read request.
"Well If you felt the need to, I wouldn't see why not." He looked down at her, and arched a brow. "But that would be quite rude, considering I have a panel on my back that opens up and exposes my intricate insides, and you would permanently stain your uniform with my artificial blood. It's worse than bleach, you know."
Awake.
⦠-takes a good long look at Icarus and turns on his heels- This way.
*Icarus nod, and follows the man, keeping his expression*