Sense and Sensibility

If compassion hurts than empathy is the pain of the soul. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe over your shoulders or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors. ✖ - ✖ - ✖ - ✖ - ✖ - ✖

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I am always wanting to write Rated R material threads but I’m never sure of who would be comfortable doing so. Can roleplayers please reblog this post if you are fully comfortable writing mature subjects in your threads? { Blood, Gore, Rape, Murder, Alcohol and drug use, Hack&Slash etc. } I’d like to find out by this post who IS comfortable with these types of roleplays rather than making someone uncomfortable just by asking. Thank you!

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[yxnji]

ROLEPLAYERS WANTED

“The Court” Is another name for the representatives from each kingdom that come together to discuss things such as trade or borders. If there was ever anyone who could stop, or even start, a war between the kingdoms, these would be the people to go to. The number of Representatives very within each Kingdom, however each of them also represents a star sign. All 13 signs must be completed at the table in order for the court to be in one piece. The representatives might as well be royalty.

This is not a roleplay directory, but more of a small group of roleplayers all under the same storyline. Me, My Hojoon,  My Bjoo and my Hansol are looking for the other members of Topp Dogg to complete our Court. The storyline if of my own creation, based off of photocards from Topp Dogg’s repackaged Album aswell as the “Kingdoms” of the group.

We’re looking for the other ten members of Topp Dogg! Please read About the Kingdoms, and about the Court if you are interested. If you want more information or are interested in playing a role please message me!

 If you’re not interested, could you please simply reblog this and spread the word? I would very much appreciate it, Thank you.

[yxnji]

[  It might take me a little while to get all the welcome starters done, so if you’d like to plot regardless the fact we already interact or not, like this post so I can plop up in your inbox like a daisy in the spring! ] 

[yxnji]

— pvxyeon ; pointzakane ; daemonicpages ; aaronxlee

    Perhaps the rush from the meetings on the company had already gotten the best of her once the empath absorbed all the nervousness, the anxiety and the dismay since she first stepped through the double doors of the marketing agency that morning, but Yoonji was sure as hell that the street machine wasn’t helping! It seemed to be mocking her senseless already. It had already been the third time the electronic kept her money without delivering her the caffeinated drink in the last five minutes.

    The brunette let out a heavy sigh as she blew a strand of chocolate colored hair away from her face as she bed forward, curling her delicate fingers into fists before strike it against the machine, quickly repeating the movements again and again making sure to get a few inches between a whack and the other, just in case there was a childish hidden way to get the little thief to return her money or the drink, whatever came out first.

[yxnji]

— senobu ; dyingjuliet ; bxhyvn ; goxxsanggil

    One might think that working indoors at an office might make things a little bit less stressful for someone as sensitive as Yoonji, but that is not quite accurate. The number of tragedies or accidents and how people could actually hire someone else to write an apologize to the public in their behalf was beyond her, but that was the downside of working as a public relations and in days like those were the letters were delivered to the press, she could help but to be happy when the clock ticked the end of the day.

    The brunette pressed her lips together as a delicate hand shifted through her purse for the pack of cigarette, certain that it would be able to delay the crescent migraine until she stepped inside her apartment. A testy sigh escaped through her lips at the realization that she didn’t bought a replacement for her lighter yet, shaking her head as if silently mocking her memory as she rushed her steps to catch up with the stranger in front of her. “Hey!” Yoonji called a little louder as she took a cigarette in between her delicate fingers. “Do you have a lighter?” 

[yxnji]

— fitzfarseer ; flamingxheart ; twiceuponatale ; lostxdoll

    Fear was what drew the brunette further into the park, one might consider it a careless behavior, but it wasn’t on her nature to simply walk away when her help might be needed. Each step she took cracked in echoes of dry leafs being shattered, through the winter should already been long gone almost covering the faint sound of a meow apparently too far from where she stood. Tilting her head back, her chocolate eyes gazed the small frame of a young kitten, probably a way too young to be able to climb that high.

    Yoonji sighed heavily, delicate hand pressed against her chest as she wondered how she could help the poor darling down, a scared animal was almost as heartbreaking than a scared person, specially one so young. As the sound of steps echoed through the park, the empath shifted her body around to glance the path she had once traversed to glance the stranger. “Could you please help me out here? I can’t really reach the kitten and I’m sure he is a way too scared to get down on his own.” 

[yxnji]

— jngdaehyvn ; hasuzu ; zihv ; xxwoobin ; 

    Manicured fingers tightened the grip around the already empty delicate glass of martini as a heavy sigh escaped through her lips. Coming to a crowed bar was already overwhelming enough and it seemed that not even the entire bottle of gim could numb the fatigue that was starting to take over her frame, the insecurity and the fear of rejection were screaming behind the small giggles and shy smiles of the small group of teenage girls sitting on the opposite end of the room were starting to give the empath migraines.

    “They probably aren’t even old enough to be in a place like this.” Yoonji muttered under her breath, running one of her hands through the entire length of her chocolate colored hair as she walked towards the male that seemed to be the reason of the turmoil, high heels clicking against the cold floor as her delicate fingers tapped the other’s shoulder gently. “Hey, I’m sorry to bother you, but can you please do something about your little fan club over there?” The empath tilted her head ever so slightly to indicate the girls. “One of them might have a heart attack if you ignore them a minute longer.” 

[yxnji]

"Let your heart feel for the affliction and distress of everyone.”

Did you ever felt like nobody could possible understand the way you feel? Or like there was no one in the entire world that could realize how hurt you’re even if you try to hide it behind a bright smile? You’re not completely alone. There are a few people, like Kim Yoonji, that are called Empaths and they can feel exactly what another being is feeling, from emotions like hate and hope to even physical pain. An Empath expected to help and guide people through the whirl of emotions that they might find themselves trapped inside, once they are the only kind of people that can stand them a helping hand.

But what about the needle marks covering the pale skin of the brunette’s arm you ask? Well, just because they have a gift, it doesn’t exactly mean an Empath know how to deal with their own emotions any better than a normal person. Unlike popular belief, empathy is not a supernatural power, but a genetic trail that is handed to very few people, and when one is overwhelmed by the world’s strongest emotions, can you blame her for finding a way to numb her own to help others? After all, it is both a blessing and a curse to feel everything so deeply.

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