I wanna write my OCs without progressing at all in Pixels and Polugons (logic). So.
Any of my buddies up for any roleplay?~ Either in a 1x1 or in a group, whatever you like. I literally have no ideas, so feel free to pick which of my OCs you want me to be (writing them all is fun) if there's something you wanna do. I'm just here to dope around with my dorks, not to be picky.
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((Did someone say RPing? Well, I'm still a little rusty, but that's no matter. I'm really in the mood to play Aster, however, I don't really have anything in mind to do.))
((That's fine! ^^ We can just do some character interactions, no problem with me. If anyone else wants to start an RP with me too, still reply here, I'll just make a new topic and we'll be on our merry way.
Anyhow. Think I'll go Scotch for this, since I haven't actually ever properly written them. Shall you start or I?))
((Uhm... You, since I still have no idea on how to start an RP even with the experience I've had.))
The dorm commons had a lovely sort of lull to it after a while. The rabble of other students passing by, speaking of homework and parties and their homeworlds as they went to their destinations. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, meaning everyone was just meandering about, with no classes to go to and all.
Sitting in a high-backed plush chair was a ginger, sipping from a styrofoam cup of bitter tea and paging through the book he had to read for Science; which detailed medicines. Biscotti--Or, as they were commonly called, Scotch--Knew next to nothing about medicines. And frankly, they didn't care. But nonetheless, their black eyes moved about the page, reading of brightly colored pills that could cure all your ills (as long as you had a fever or the chills, anyhow). Why did there have to be so many types of tonics...?
((After reading this over and over again, it seems I can't think up a reply. This... Could be an issue.))
(...Um...Er...Try harder? ^^; I'm sorry I don't know what to tell 'ya))
