Fear not, adoring subjects, I’ve come to announce my much anticipated return~
Though I must admit, my decision to take an indefinite hiatus was…hastily made. *Snorts* ANYWHO, I’m sure I’ve left quite a few of you perplexed upon my abrupt departure. I’d like to apologize for that, and for my EXTENDED absence! I was gone much longer than I’d initially anticipated. I was under a great deal of stress, you see, and figured I’d go on and spare you the soon to come irritability. *Sighs and rubs her temples* I wont..go into details, but I have missed you all a great deal, uncharacteristic as that very phrase may seem. But I’ve returned, nevertheless- and I see I’ve lost…quite a few followers. Pity.
[[Yeeeeeeeahhh sorry about that. :’D I’m back now, I really hope at least some of you haven’t forgotten me D:<
I’ll be taking an indefinite hiatus from DDRP.
Recent events have caused me to question my welcome and I feel it’s necessary that I take break for your benefit. SO, with that, I bid you farewell. I’m not quite sure how long I’ll be gone, but I’ll undoubtedly return at some point.
@ Amelia
-He rolled his eyes at her bad attempt at trying to hide her laughter. It was a funny name, he got it. But then, something he hadn’t expected left her mouth- Really? –Was she just saying that, or did he actually mean it? These were the questions that he probably never would find the answer to. He frowned at her mockery. Now just because he told her his real identity, he was in no means to completely change back to his old self. Besides! A fake reputation is all a man has, right?- You know… I think I’ll stick to Flynn Rider. –He began to mumble- Much-less-embarrassing – Do you? Well, go on –He moved his arms to rest on her shoulders, playing with her hair just behind her ears as he listened to her confession. And then she said it. Who knew the both of them had this much in common. Here he thought he was the only one with more than one name- Isadore. –He tried to hide his laughter. It’s hard to imagine Amelia as an Isadore; Probably because he was so used to calling her Amelia. But he had to admit, he really liked the name. A lot less embarrassing than his- Well I think, -A smile crept onto his face as he thought of the next words he was about to say- Is-adore-able! –Oh how clever he thought he was- Is-adore-it –Tries not to laugh- Alright, Alright, I’ll stop. But one question. Did you want me to start calling you that or… -He raised an eyebrow. Surely it would take some getting used to if that was her option. He honestly didn’t entirely like the idea of calling her anything but Amelia, only because he was so used to it and change was something he did struggle with. But, if it was what she wanted, he’d be willing to-
Yes, really, I quite like it, myself. In fact, I prefer it, but Flynn Rider it is. *She laughed and let her forehead rest against his, purring faintly as he fiddled with her hair. To be quite honest, she’d almost completely forgotten about her alias. Amelia was what she’d always gone by, for the past century. She didn’t even consider Isadore to be her real name, though it was. She snorted and nudged him* Is-adore-able? Tell me, have you always been quite so eloquent or are you applying extra effort on my behalf? *Her arms sliding around his neck again, she sat on the counter and wrapped her legs around his waist* Oh, goodness no. By all means, continue to address me as Amelia. I’ve grown far to accustomed to the name to go about changing it now. Now, surely you realize I’ll freely use your biological name to my advantage in arguments, don’t you? *Cackles and kisses him, sighing* Again, I would like to apologize for my…less than admiring slurs earlier. *Blinks up at him with weary, bloodshot eyes*
ALRIGHT, ladies, tonight is Poca’s bachelorette party.
Contact me in order to reserve your place and the “partying” shall soon commence!
Soon as in…three minutes, to be precise. Terribly sorry about the dilatory announcement.
Anywho, the party will take place in a separate chat. I’ll be giving the link to those who actually make an effort to contact me. *Snorts*
Activities include:
Anything your devious female minds can conjure up.
If your character is a minor, we have given you permission to alter the age to better fit the circumstance.
REBLOG TO CONFIRM YOUR ATTENDANCE.
*Blows dust off of everything*
Negligence. A term not often associated with my name and something I’m rarely held accountable for. But I’ll not deny it in this particular circumstance.
*Sighs* A fading muse is a downright pain.
Top of the morning, everyone~
Now, I’m sure my consistent lack of presence has been nothing short of disappointing to the lot of you, BUT, no need to worry. I’ve come to once again thrive on your dashes. However, I’ve been steadily losing my patience with this place, and I currently have no distinct reason to remain here, seeing as interaction is a foreign concept to you various beings. *Snorts* Anywho, with that said, I’ve got a terrible headache, so the majority of my day will be spent lurking, and remaining essentially invisible.
Shut up, Kenzie, you’re not cool
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Casually dressed up as Jenny Foxworth from Oliver and Company .___.
WHY YES, I DO HAVE A LIFE, THANK YOU FOR ASKING. And that Oliver plush I found at the thrift store for ten bucks. B)
[[I should really find a better way to spend my time. BE ALL THE DISNEY CHARACTERS.
BASED ON THE DDRP GIRLS SLEEPOVER LOL
Okay, I’m not done, I’m still adding all the ladies that went to that sleepover.
DDRP GIRLS, TELL ME HOW YOU WANT YOUR CHARACTER IN THE PICTURE.
And THIS IS HOW I'M GREETED UPON MY RETURN, IS IT?
- RightasRain: ._. you're aware of my current demeanor, aren't you? *NUDE, JOHN. NUDE.*
- Sailthehighseas: Oh, right. Sorry. *Politely hands towel* ._.
- RightasRain: ...*takes the towel and covers herself* tell me, john, was this your idea of a present?
- Sailthehighseas: *Narrows his eyes* Hardly. Sorry, I'm not much for fur. That's more Flynn's thing. *U MAD?*
- RightasRain: AND WHAT FUR ARE YOU REFERRING TO? *FUR FREE, SIR, FUR FREE.* *reaches up and grabs the shower hose thing and sprays him*
- Sailthehighseas: *Puts up an arm to blog the jet of water at his face, spitting* IT WAS A CAT JOKE, YOU UPTIGHT, OVER-CONTROLLING, NEEDS-TO-PULL-THE-ROD-FROM-HER-ARSE -
- RightasRain: *Sprays him more as he continues ot speak* HMM? *closes the toilet seat and sits on it, crossing her legs with a shit eating grin* you were saying? :DD
- Sailthehighseas: *Fumbles for the nozzle and turns it on her instead, soaking wet from head to toe* BAD KITTY! D:<
- RightasRain: *sputters and flails, batting at the nozzle as she hissed* "BAD KITTY" IS A TERM RESERVED FOR BEDROOM PURPOSES ONLY, JOHN. YOU HAVEN'T EARNED THAT PRIVILEGE.
- Sailthehighseas: PRIVILEGE?! *Snorts and holds the shower head much like a handgun* TRY "NIGHTMARE," THAT BETTER SUITS IT FROM WHAT I'VE BEEN TOLD *Trollface*
- RightasRain: *GASP* YOUR SOURCES ARE HARDLY RELIABLE. SOME PEOPLE ARE INTO THAT SORT OF THING. IT ISN'T MY FAULT YOU'RE UNABLE TO HANDLE WHAT A WOMAN CAN DEAL OUT.
- Sailthehighseas: *SCANDALIZED* I CAN'T HANDLE IT? SORRY THAT I PREFER TENDER ROMANCE OVER CHEAP TAWDRY CLAWING OF SUPPLE FLESH IN A CHEAP MOTEL SOMEWHERE IN EAST JESUS NOWHERE, LOUISIANA, ALRIGHT? YOU KNOW WHAT I'LL TELL SNOW NOT TO BOTHER WITH BAKING THE CAKE, I'LL JUST SAVE ALL THE BATTER FOR YOU AND ALL OF YOUR OTHER KINKY SEXUAL ENDEAVORS.
