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So, I was rereading some old roleplays last night and finally had to stop. Why? From an overwhelming feeling of sadness and my own stupidity. I had such a good community of online friends in those days and we had such fun. I had great characters and got to trot them out to play any night that I felt like it. I _miss_ it. I miss it so much it makes me ache sometimes. I have just about resigned myself to the fact that I will never get to play a table-top game again -- I mean, let's face it, by the time you're 30, people who enjoy that sort of thing are not exactly welcoming or accepting to newcomers. But the online RP... it wouldn't have mattered how old you were, it's not like anyone would know. All you had to do was wander into IWT (Inn of the Weary Traveler, or Inn of the Wandering Traveler to those who came later), pull your character up to the bar and talk to someone. Hell I even miss that stupid old WBS board we used to play on before it got eaten by Go.

*sigh* What's really weird though, is that I don't just miss the role playing. I miss the people who were part of the community and I miss the Inn itself. It had been around so long with so many people contributing their stories and pieces of themselves that it almost had a life of its own. And boy do I miss that.

Oh well. Such is life sometimes, I guess... *trails off* Meh.

Current Mood: nostalgic

*coughs* I know I've been somewhat absent of late, and I really have no excuse. But my friend Tina (

twilightdawn3) and I were hanging out tonight and discussing HTML, old stories, stagnating writing abilities and RP characters that were languishing from neglect. Then Tina turned to me and said, "Hey, how about we write a crackfic?"

And, being the sensible one, I naturally said... "Move over and let me type."

*pause* What do you mean you can see my horns? I was pretty sure the halo was duct-taped over them...

Tina: *pokes the Renee* Honey, you lost that in vet school.

Renee: *sheepish grin* A girl can try, though... right?

*coughs* Moving along! To give you a little background, Lauren (

commodoresexual) and I (*offers a small wave to the Wren*) created several original characters and a universe for them to play in that occasionally bears a resemblance to our own. Then we invited Tina along to play in it with hers. To explain said universe would take far more mental capacity than I have at this current time, but to sum it up: Brett and Rhea are grad students at what is essentially a demon-hunting/magic training school that masquerades as a regular old university in the heart of NYC. Rhea is a rune mage and Brett is essentially a battery/energy conductor with legs. A really strong battery/energy conductor with legs. Who has virtually no sense of control over the energy he manifests/channels. Rhea enjoys this as it allows her to experiment. Brett enjoys this as the screw ups that inevitably happen are often rather amusing... albeit often painful.

And so... we have the current scene. For lack of confusion's sake, Brett is mine, Rhea is Tina's, and...

( I'm sorry...? )

Questions, comments, papayas?

Nuriko: *twitch* Again with the fruit?

Duo: *snickers*

Nuriko: *growls* Throws papayas*

Tina: *innocent smile* You realize, at some point, there will be a sequel?

Brett: No! For the love of G-d, no!

Nuriko: *snerks* I told you so.

Renee: *looks at Tina*

Tina and Renee: *evil grin* Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Current Mood: devious
Current Location: Tina's house

*sweatdrop* Apparently, I'm on a roll... ^_^ All that RPing last night must have kick-started my creative juices. ^_^ Alice came over and we dragged out all my Werewolf books (literally all -- I nearly herniated another disc carrying them into the living room. O_o) and played until almost 2 AM. @_@;; No wonder I was sleepy this morning. But for the first time in a long time, I felt like I'd done a good job STing (storytelling -- White Wolf version of a GM/DM/whatever). It wasn't forced, I didn't have trouble reaching my characters. We had a great time. ^_^ Want to ST more now, though. *vbg*

*coughs* Not the point. The point: More Seishirou/Nokoru fic! Still Nokoru's first spring (he's ~10 months old at this point) and he gets his first POV in the fic! *cheers* Most babies can't do some of the things he does (and they certainly can't think as rationally), but he's an Imonoyama and he's Nokoru. So really, does this surprise anyone? *eg*

( OK, enough babbling -- I wanna see Baby!Nokoru and his sippy-cup! )

Questions, comments, papaya?

Nokoru: *twitch* What is it with you and fruit lately?

Teenage!Seishirou: *snickers*

Nokoru: *throws hands up* I give up.