[update: important]

Gods, I’m sorry guys. I haven’t replied or worked on drafts in ages. I’m probably going to have to put this blog on a hiatus. I’ve been hung up with schoolwork and life shit and I haven’t gotten the chance to properly get on a computer for a decent amount of time. 

Before I go on a hiatus, just a note. I’ve updated rules page to say that I’ve realized that my trigger is the 9/11 attacks. I just want to say that if you do a thread that even pertains to that event, as far-fetched as it is, and don’t tag, I will probably unfollow you. It’s incredibly personal and it affects my emotions very easily. 

That is all. Hiatus and trigger.

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Andrew Scott poses for portraits at the Toronto International Film Festival on September 7th, 2014, in Toronto, Ontario. 

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Roleplaying is meant to be fun

That’s why they call it roleplaying

So, if you’re guilt tripping, bullying, or being mean to other roleplayers for playing a certain way and making choices that help them have more fun


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Us? You’re rather cocky today, Miss Adler. Do you have another offer, or are we just going to sit and make small talk?”


Well i'm always cocky darling or are you only just getting that now?” Irene asked cocking her head to the side. “This was more of a do you have any trouble you need me to do kind of meeting.”

"Is that so?" he snarled, piercing through the Woman’s eyes. "I think the nature of the business was clear after this long, darling. I do the trouble.”

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Sabrina crossed her arms over her chest scowling at the man standing in front of her. “And you just think i'm going to marry you because?….I don’t even want to get married it’s too much effort and it really must get dull.” she sighed and rolled her eyes. “I don’t even know who you areyou can’t make me marry you no matter what you might have discussed with my parents they don’t own me and neither do you.” Sabrina said frowning angrily.


Jim drummed his fingers on his chair, a smug look on his face. “We just need to take them out to dinner, act happy, kiss, it’ll all be set…” he murmured, his voice swaying. He looked over Sabrina, smiling coyly. “If only you knew, sweetheart.”

"That sounds simple enough to me." Sabrina shrugged "We just have to go along with it for one night and then it will all be over though I only think you are taking them out for dinner as an excuse to snog me, you could just do it now but then they wouldn’t have to poetic last supper." she shrugged. "James darling, who would I tell? Only we will know."

"Well aren’t you confident?” he said sourly. He was rather repulsed by her and her misconceptions, although he couldn’t help but show a small, teasing grin as the idea of snogging her came to mind. Hormones. Raising from the seat and straightening his tie, he slid his hands into his pockets. Small talk was useless. His plan was in place. “Speak of the devil, sweetheart,” he said, cryptic.

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I see. You’re not ordinary. No. You’re me.

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I’m finally going to get to some drafts! I’ve been in school since Wednesday and I’ve finally finished all of my life/homework. I actually have a moment to breathe. Whew.


Madness unraveling.

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