In honour of the Horn of Gripey Justice, I propose a scenario article, in place of a scenario question. Go!
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Walking down the सड़क, स्ट्रीट is a woman dressed in pale blue with a parasol and a purse, who smiles at the passing people.
Following closely behind is a man in a white बरसती, लबादा weilding a halberd, which glints wickedly.
Seemingly unexpectant and helpless, the woman may need help.
Though, depending on your character's alignment, he या she may do something... different.
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The roleplay will function like a real street, with many people. But, I suppose that was implied.
Have fun, and keep it PG-13.
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Walking down the सड़क, स्ट्रीट is a woman dressed in pale blue with a parasol and a purse, who smiles at the passing people.
Following closely behind is a man in a white बरसती, लबादा weilding a halberd, which glints wickedly.
Seemingly unexpectant and helpless, the woman may need help.
Though, depending on your character's alignment, he या she may do something... different.
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The roleplay will function like a real street, with many people. But, I suppose that was implied.
Have fun, and keep it PG-13.
Ah~! I find a losted कविता somewhere in my old laptop and had saved it to this new~
This must be very new, because I had use those words somewhere before~ ^^ Hope आप like this small poetry, for the big words.
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I've done my everything
I've crossed the line of invisibility
I've been in hell and heaven
but still, I always return
It's too late to do anything
It's too late to regret
It's too late to look one's eyes
And say I'm sorry
I've seen death
No one remembers me
I've done bad things
I've lied, but still
It's too late to do anything
It's too late to regret
It's too late to look one's eyes
And say I'm sorry
This must be very new, because I had use those words somewhere before~ ^^ Hope आप like this small poetry, for the big words.
*****
I've done my everything
I've crossed the line of invisibility
I've been in hell and heaven
but still, I always return
It's too late to do anything
It's too late to regret
It's too late to look one's eyes
And say I'm sorry
I've seen death
No one remembers me
I've done bad things
I've lied, but still
It's too late to do anything
It's too late to regret
It's too late to look one's eyes
And say I'm sorry
(Sorry I haven't been doing this series. I've been super busy. D: Also I was trying to modify this to make it good enough for my standards. :P Now enough with explaining, let's get with the story. :D)
APRIL FOOLS!!!!!!! I cancelled that प्रशंसक fiction. XD Now if आप excuse me, I'm gonna not waste my time लेखन a story that people don't even read and go get some फ्रोज़न yogurt. -U-
APRIL FOOLS!!!!!!! I cancelled that प्रशंसक fiction. XD Now if आप excuse me, I'm gonna not waste my time लेखन a story that people don't even read and go get some फ्रोज़न yogurt. -U-