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I havent had a good roleplay for the longest time. And if you know me, i dont like to go a long time without roleplaying.
So I'm going to be writing a story here.
Each different entry will have a different part, for example, I could write one today and another tomorrow. the one today part one, the one tomorrow part two. Get it? got it? good.
I'm going to write multiple genres. Scary, mystery, humorous, all that stuff.
The first one shall beeeee....
MYSTERY!!!
WHOO.
So keep a lookout for "The tower." Heres the first part:
Rhy: Female farie chibs.
Sareno: Female purple Crindol with no wings
Darrell: Male blue viotto with wings
Kashi: male Blue bolimo
Rhy felt a pain in her legs, shooting up to her belly and then her arms. She moaned and opened an eye, staring at her body tangled up tight in her red blanket. 'Oh great.' She thought grimly. 'Stuck again.' Sitting up, Rhy flapped her wings, lifting herself an inch in the air, then began kicking the blanket off of her legs, her claws clawing it off as fast as she could. Finally, it fell off of her, landing on her bed with a thwump. Sighing, Rhy landed on her bed and rested her head on her pillow, staring at her clock, waiting for her mother to come in and wake her up. The door creaked and groaned, and finally she heard the familiar voice of her mother; Xenoa. "Rhy-pie, time to get up. Its eight-thirty, and I brought you breakfast." Rhy's nose quickly filled with the scents of biscuits, pancakes, eggs, and milk. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, and let out a ferocious yawn. Xenoa handed her a tray with a plate on it, with eggs and pancakes sitting on the plate, a cup filled with milk, and a straw bowl with a few biscuits in it. Rhy let in a long sniff. Despite her killer dream, having breakfast in bed was quite a mood picker-upper.
"Thanks, mom." Rhy purred, waiting for Xenoa to give her a bearhug. Suddenly, she felt herself caught in a trap of her mother's arms, and gasped for air when Xenoa finally let go. She watched Xenoa walk out of her room, shutting the door silently behind herself, before Rhy began eating. The sweet sensation of syrup tickled her tongue, and the hot pancakes sent a shiver of delight down her spine. She then dug into the eggs,
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