A Typical Evening At The Tower, Swapping Stories And Worries At The Bar In The Lounge.

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OOC. Color tag, Anafenza.

Rules: Pick four colors you associate with your character. Then use the gif search-function and search for the color. Post one gif for each color. Tag 10 other roleplayers to do this. I can’t do this...but if you like it, then REPOST ! Do not reblog.

PINK (duh)

Grey

Deep Blue

Purple

Dream Journal, Entry 1

On the front page, the word “Diary” is crossed out and scribbled over, and written hastily above it are the words “dream journal”

 “Keep a journal by your bed so when you wake up you can write down as much as you can remember.” Thats what she said, so thats what this is: a dream journal now.  It was not working out well as a diary anyway so there is that too.  And since the dreams have started to come more maybe this will be better.  I can hardly remember much of them by the time I wake except that damned tree and the miasma

 And more voices too! Female voices, and the same voice too but doing different things.  And the song, always the song.

 There is a long break, before more writing on the second half of the page, somewhat more sloppy and hastily written…

 They were there again. In the dark miasma.  The two voices had shadows too.  One was standing pointing here and there and shouting. There was a noise like those sirens the Garleans use, and she said something about bringing up shields.  I looked to the other side of the tree, and another shadow was sitting.  She was crying; I could tell it was the same voice, but she seemed built different. There was a low rumble of thunder as well – it was raining while she cried.  I don’t know what she was crying about.

You sometimes think you want to disappear, but all you really want is to be found.

Kid Cudi (via quotefeeling)

Additional thoughts while playing Shadowbringers

Ana secretly wants to stay in Il Mheg and live with the fae folk...

Have your muse confess something to mine!

Their love, hate, appreciation, dislike, or indifference to my muse. Maybe a fantasy or dream involving our muses together. Perhaps even their deepest darkest secret!

Posting again, but do people like doing these? I can stop if no one wants to see it

BREAKFAST CHAT:

FOR EVERY NUMBER OF FOOD THEY RECEIVE, THEY HAVE TO TALK ABOUT THE FOLLOWING TOPICS:

SEND ‘🥞’, THEY HAVE TO TALK ABOUT SOMETHING ABOUT THEIR LIFE. IF THE EMOJI CANNOT BE SEEN, SEND ‘Pancakes’.

SEND ‘🥓’, THEY HAVE TO TALK ABOUT SOMEONE IN THEIR FAMILY. IF THE EMOJI CANNOT BE SEEN, SEND ‘Bacon’.

SEND ‘☕️’, THEY HAVE TO TALK ABOUT SOMETHING THAT KEEPS THEM GOING AND LIVING. IF THE EMOJI CANNOT BE SEEN, SEND ‘Coffee’.

SEND ‘🍳’, THEY HAVE TO TALK ABOUT SOMEONE WHO INSPIRES THEM. IF THE EMOJI CANNOT BE SEEN, SEND ‘Fried Egg’.

SEND ‘🥘’, THEY HAVE TO TALK ABOUT A GROUP OF PEOPLE THEY WANT TO BE AROUND WITH OR ASPIRE TO BE WITH. IF THE EMOJI CANNOT BE SEEN, SEND ‘Hotpot’.

SEND ‘🍎’, THEY HAVE TO TALK ABOUT SOMEONE THEY LOVE/CARE ABOUT/IN LOVE WITH. IF THE EMOJI CANNOT BE SEEN, SEND ‘Apple’

For Multimuses: Please Specify Muse(s).

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If you do not care what gender your roleplay partner identify themselves as.

Be they male, female, trans, or whatever else is out there.

If you are a friend, you are a friend. If we ship our muses together, we ship the heck out of our muses. I don’t care if you are a female playing male, a male playing female or whatever is inbetween.

You are precious no matter what you are. And I love you.

Journal Entry 4

Its now been a few weeks...perhaps even a moon or more I cant remember anymore.  my heart still feels cleaved cloven in two.  the cafe is empty...completely dead of life.  staying in kugane is harder still...i cannot stand the wait to go to the steppes.  to see kiratai.  to find the graves.  we have so many unanswered questions and i miss them terribly