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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 3:46 am
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I'm a Newbie and Can't Wait to RP!
Player Name: WitchWalk
Pref List: Angelic Kalona, Black Unicorn
Prompt: You have spent a great deal of time working your way into the heart of this herd, everyone thinks you are someone you are not - who are you really? Why have you decided to trick this herd?
Prompt Reply: I have worked myself into this particular little herd that happened across my wandering, lost path in a lower moment of my current life. To the majority in the group, I come across as a 'lone wolf' sort of being, and yet they come to me for advice. Despite my gift of being open minded, open eared, and more than willing to give my thoughts if someone asks me for it, being distant is the best decision for myself. I have chosen to present myself this way not only to this herd I have integrated into, but to everyone I cross paths with from now on. This is to protect not only myself, but others from myself as well...
I have been told that I am a beautiful being. I take the compliment kindly with a simple word of thanks, but on the inside I feel ill. No, that's not right. I can't feel ill when I am ill. The outside is merely a showcase of blank canvased emotion. There are many sicknesses within me that one should not have to battle with in their life due to past incidents, mistakes, and choices I made. These have molded me, and yet I am in a constant clash with myself. I do not view myself as beautiful, but as a monster: in vanity. In emotion. In spirit. I was born a monster, yet I am constantly tossed sugar coated words from others I meet. I do not believe their words are sincere. They are judging me in the same format that I view them. Trust is a deeply broken issue with me. Trust no one; and yet... I want to trust. I want to be taken in and loved just as much as anyone else! But this is not something that I have had any luck in for a majority of my life. I'm sure many I have met actually fear me as opposed to meaning the words they say.
This is why it is best to act the way I look, in a way. It is best to lie for the time being to others whom I do not have a deep connection with. Perhaps one day all of this will change; though I do not expect that day to come while I am young.
I like to believe that I am deceiving the ones that I am currently residing with - I'm quite sure that they are trusting me at face value, at some level - but I believe that I may also be deceiving myself in a way? How strange...
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 9:23 am
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I Rped this Month! Form
Player Name : Cajmera
Pref List : Angelic Kalona, Black Unicorn
RP Link : Gloomy Old Mare
Does this RP deal with this months themes?: I'm going to ultimately leave this to your opinion, Jet, because it's a lighthearted rp. That said, I personally think yes, it does deal with deceit and a bit of mental manipulation.
Small RP summary if it does : Serotia is an imp, one of the mischievous race of minis. She stumbled upon a regular sized mare, and rapidly discovered that the mare was a nervous, timid, easily agitated creature. Since she loves mischief, she couldn't resist the chance to mess with the mare, so she went down low in the grass and has been pretending to be some sort of suspicious animal, rustling around, making weird noises, and otherwise trying to bring the mare to the breaking point. She doesn't mean anything evil by it, but she can't resist the chance to do something devious.
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