[1x1] Rp?
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Thread Topic: [1x1] Rp?
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(Tbh he's my favorite rp character so far, Avian being a close second)
"To me, it sounds like a beach, or a shell," he said. "Something complex, and yet, in another manner, peaceful." -
(I like Jenna in the Improve one. But I'm doing a character like her in the rosesþs one. And that character is very close to me. Just different on a couple facts, not her personality. Her looks are pretty much the same as mine, except I have glasses and she doesn't. Can you see the resemblance?)
"Hm," Gaynor said. "I honestly don't know." -
(I guess so :0)
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(I really love these little conversations between James and Gaynor, they're so pure)
"What does a James sound like?" he said. -
(Ikr)
"Someone who's kind and strong," Gaynor said. "Also someone who can use common sense." -
"Well," James said, sounding pleased. "James is a good name then. What if colors had tastes? I believe purple would be rich and savory."
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"How exactly did this topic come to mind?" Gaynor asked, looking at him.
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"My train of thought went from names to colors," he replied, shrugging.
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"Ok," Gaynor said, shaking her head. "When do you think we'll be there?"
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"Er..," James said, thinking. "An hour or so."
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"Yesterday you said it would be an hour and a half total," Gaynor said.
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"I did," he said, offering no explanation. "That was provided with the hope that there would be no interferences. I was wrong."
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"We left in the afternoon" Gaynor said, "Then we passed through the towns. "We should be able to reach our destination by nightfall." I understand the rodents of unusual size, but we should still be there by now."
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"Ah. That could possibly be attributed to the fact that the forest floor is moving backwards," he said calmly. He stopped walking and began to slide back. "Point proven."
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"And that's how you were able to get there in an hour and a half," Gaynor said.
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(But wait, there's more!)
"Have we moved at all?"
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