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...And then, the Crisis came. The Multiverse was collapsed in on itself. Time was reordered. Where there had been a thousand Earths, there was only one, with one history-and a Wonder Girl before there was ever a Wonder Woman. You See, this new Universe didn't quite know what to do with some of the more complicated holdovers from the Multiverse. So it improvised. It tried to compress all of my histories-a thousand lifetimes-into one...I had become the sum totally of all of my selves, each of my lives-unique in all creation, a living connection to every universe that had ever existed....It's all so familiar because I recorded it in another life. I see the past. The creation of the universe, the Multiverse, the Crisis. Then, the present. Then the future-but not how it's supposed to be.

The Angered Archs' Domain1. I am here for writing and to make new friends.2. Do NOT involve me in your drama, if you need someone to talk to to then of course I will be there for you to help you through difficult times, heck I will even pray for you (I am christian irl)3. Zephyr is staying single it's that simple. No he does not want any as Dean like to call it "cloud time."4..Don't assume things about Zephyr based on Castiel from supernatural. He is like Cas in some ways but also vastly different.5. Do not treat Zephyr like a pet, yes he does prefer the forms of animals, but that is mainly to keep a "low profile" by treating him like a pet I mean don't be trying to teach him tricks or using him to pick up women. Yeah I'm talking to you Dean. 6. Zephyr does eat food and drink water, so don't be shocked if he gives you puppy eyes when you order pizza7. Please do not come to me asking "Are you mad at me?" Nothing annoys me more, and trust me if I am you will know it. Unlike most people now a days I speak to others like an adult, and I will talk to you about any issues I have one on one.8. Do NOT one line me you won't get a response. I'm sorry but I can get any inspiration from a single sentence.9 I'm a very selective person so if you make the cut CONGRATS Also if you add me you have 2 weeks to message me take longer than that and you are gone.10. Do not worry about rushing responses to me I am very patient, I will send you a reminder after a month of silence, but that is just in case you forgot, don't take it personally.

It had been a slow month for Liam. Things were doing well, both at home and with his work. He'd even found a little time to work on some of his memoirs, which he'd eventually planned to have published. As he sat out on his patio, sipping a screwdriver and thinking about his next chapter, he hear an owl call. Looking up, he was just in time to reach up and catch a message dropped from one of the Ministry's special dispatch owls. As the owl flew on, Liam opened and scanned the message with great interest, curious as to why the Ministry would send him anything.Scanning the message, his eyebrows rise in surprise. For once, the Vampires International Defense Association ( or VIDA ) was working in cooperation with the Ministry. A rogue vampire had been located, hiding out in New York, in a run down section locally known as Hell's Kitchen, and Liam was recommended by VIDA as the right man to hunt it down and bring the foul rogue to justice, once and for all. The message included a brief description of the rogue, rough directions to Hell's Kitchen, and a short list of safe houses where Liam could find 'food' and shelter. It also included the name of a lawyer in the neighbourhood, who was well known there, and had had past dealings with the super-natural. The Ministry recommended that Liam contact him, and see if he might be of any assistance in tracking down the rogue.Deciding to accept the job, Liam finished off his drink, then went inside to make preparations for the trip to the States. His first order of business was to call his house elf, Creeper, and get him to pack some clothes and fundamentals. Liam then went to his study, and scratched out a few brief messages to his son and a few friends, informing him of where he was headed. Once the notes were done, he passed them to his own messenger owl, Snowfeather, and sent him off to be delivered.Liam then grabbed a quick shower, and changed into some fresh travelling clothes. Leaving his elf with a few final instructions, Liam picked up his bags, and apparated to Minstry headquarters. There, he was met by a couple Ministry officials, and one of his bosses from VIDA. They provided him with the proper fake passports and ID, to get by any usualll muggle screenings. They then hooked him up with a Ministry worker who specialized in international transportation. Wishing him luck, they then stepped back, and Liam was instantly transported to New York. Arriving in one of the North American Magical Ministry main offices, located deep beneath Grand Central Station, Liam was met by one of their own reps, who gave him the address to Matt Murdock's practice office, and led him to the surface, where he could catch a cab.Hailing a cab, Liam climbed into the smelly back seat, and gave the driver the address. After muttering a short comment about taking his life into his hands in that part of town, the driver put the cab in gear, pulled out into traffic, and headed across town. Liam sat back and wondered if this lawyer would be of any help at all to him, in finding and finishing off a vampire.

It was an early yet remarkably sunny morning within the small town know as Storybrooke, a beautiful morning to sleep in, especially on a Saturday. Alas, sleeping in was obviously not going to be happening for the town psychiatrist, for Archie was pulled out of his deep sleep by the feeling of Pongo's tongue  lapping happily at his face. At the feeling of his companions wet, slobbery tongue lick away at his cheek, Archie let out a sigh and opened his eyes, gently pushing the dog away from his face with a smile. "Alright, alright. I'm up, boy." He chuckled softly as he sat up in bed, and stretched. As he was stretching he reached over to his nightstand, and picked up his glasses, carefully setting them on his face. Once he was able to see, his azure gaze shifted over towards his alarm clock which read: 5:00 AM. With a groan, Archie's gaze shifted over towards Pongo who was looking up at him innocently, the leash hanging from his mouth expectantly. "Aw, Pongo. You woke me up early, you know I get up at six." Archie smiled softly, he couldn't be angry at Pongo, just one look at that sweet face got him melting. He then reached out and scratched the dog affectionately behind the ear. "I suppose you wanna go for a walk, huh?" he mused, which seemed to excite Pongo even more.Archie then threw his legs over the side of the bed and slowly stood, heading over to his closet. After a few moments of picking out his clothes, he headed to the bathroom for a hot shower. Once he was finished with his shower, and was fully dressed he was met with Pongo sitting at the bathroom door expectantly, as if he had been waiting for him. Archie blinked as he looked at his dog in confusion, of course Pongo was naturally affectionate but he never waited around for Archie to get dressed before. "You must really wanna go on that walk, huh boy?" Archie laughed, as he reached out to take the leash from the dog's mouth, and latch it around his neck. Once the leash was in place Pongo didn't waste any time, because once the door open the dog was off leaving poor Archie to stumble behind him. Usually Pongo walked at a slow pace, though today it was as if he had a strange burst of energy, for Pongo was practically running. "Hey, easy there boy!" Archie scolded softly, but Pongo kept on as if he was in search for something which did strike Archie as odd, but he pushed it away from his mind and continued walking in a desperate attempt to keep up with Pongo. Originally Archie had planned on walking to Granny's and perhaps stop for a bite to eat, but it seemed Pongo wasn't going to be corporative today due to the fact he walked right past it. Archie attempted to get Pongo to stop, but he just kept on pushing through causing a laugh to erupt from Ruby as she watched on in amusement. "Looks like Pongo has some serious plans this morning!" Ruby called out playfully. "It would seem so." Archie laughed as he looked over towards the young woman. "I have no idea what's gotten into him, he's never this...well, energetic in the mornings." he laughed softly, as Pongo pressed forward practically dragging the doctor behind him. It was a shame Pongo didn't stop, because usually Archie enjoyed to converse with Ruby in the mornings, and usually Pongo was always happy to visit Ruby but today from the direction they were going, it seemed Pongo was dead set on visiting the park. After a moments thought, Archie decided he'd just go with it, he could always stop by Granny's after Pongo's walk, surely he the dog would be tuckered out by then and in need of a good rest. As they made their way down the dirt path of the park, Pongo's pace began to pick up. From where Archie stood it looked as if Pongo was searching for something, and it seemed Pongo was determined to find whatever it was. "Pongo, take it easy!" Archie whispered as he attempted to get his companion to slow his pace. "What's with all the hurry?" he frowned, as he stumbled after him awkwardly. Eventually Pongo slowed his pace, much to Archie's appreciation honestly Archie wasn't expecting this much of a work out this early in the morning.  Archie followed after Pongo slowly as they neared the pond, much to Archie's delight there was a nice bench he could settle down in for a breather. As they two sat and peered out upon the lake, Archie could tell Pongo was getting a bit antsy, refusing to sit still. Though Archie merely reached out and scratched him behind the ear, hoping that would relax the poor dog. Archie was far too into his own thoughts, he didn't even notice the young woman and her own Dalmatian sitting near them on the next bench over, though Pongo seen them and from his next actions, it was obvious Pongo wanted Archie to see them too. Pongo the jumped up and grabbed the edge of Archie's scarf between his teeth, giving it a rough pull and within minutes the scarf fell from his master's neck, allowing Pongo to run about. Archie blinked as he stood from his bench, his brow furrowed in confusion. This isn't like Pongo at all! he thought to himself. "Pongo, knock it off." he said sternly as he took a step towards the dog, but Pongo was smart and jumped away crouching down playfully, causing Archie to laugh. "C'mon Pongo, this isn't the time to play." he said softly, as he slowly reached out to take the scarf, but Pongo ran off. "Pongo! Wait!" Archie cried as he rushed off after his dog. Pongo then trotted over towards the next bench over, and tossed Archie's scarf on the bench next to the young woman, only then is when Archie took notice to her. A small polite smile appeared upon Archie's face as he approached the bench, reaching out to pick up his scarf. Archie then shot a glance back towards Pongo, a disapproving glance that Pongo knew all too well as his master wrapped the scarf around his neck. Though Pongo could of cared less about the looks Archie was giving them, because the woman and her Dalmatian seemed to have moved, Pongo couldn't let that happen, now could he? Though before Pongo could run off towards the woman, Archie hooked his finger in Pongo's collar causing him to cease all movements. "What in the world has gotten into you, Pongo?" Archie asked in a disapproving tone, as he eyed his furry companion. "C'mon, I think that's enough fun for today. How about we stop at Granny's, I'm sure Ruby will have some water for you." he said softly, as he got a better grasp on Pongo's leash. Though just as Archie looked away to hook his lucky umbrella on his arm, Pongo was off; Dragging the poor doctor behind him once more. "Pongo!" Archie cried, though it was obvious the dog wasn't listening. Thankfully for Pongo the woman wasn't too far away, all he had to do was sprint to catch up with her. And once Pongo was in touching distance with her,  he carefully circled both her and Archie, causing his leash to wrap around their legs, ceasing them of their movements. Archie's azure eyes went wide as he quickly reached out to steady the woman in front of him, with one wrong move the both of them could obviously go toppling over and Archie was far too concerned about her safety to even realize how close they were to one another. "Gee, I'm so, so sorry! I-I don't know what got into Pongo, he isn't usually like this!" Archie apologized quickly, his cheeks flushing a bright shade for red as he looked down at the young woman. The woman laughed nervously, as he placed her hands against Archie's chest desperately clutching at the lapels of his coat to keep from toppling over. "Its quite alright, you're dog's rather lively isn't he?" she teased playfully as she pulled herself closer to the man in front of her. Though just as they seemed to be regaining their balance Pongo decided to move towards the other Dalmatian, causing the two to completely toppled right into the pond with a loud: splash! As Archie felt the cold water embrace him, he was rather shocked to say the least behavior like this was completely unlike Pongo, and he was about to scold him for it though his azure gaze met with the woman sitting next to him, equally as drenched and they both laughed. As they sat laughing in the pond, only then Archie was able to get a better look at her and that is when he realized how beautiful she was, she had: short blonde hair, pink full lips, a cute button nose and the most beautiful sapphire blue eyes he had ever seen. Though when he caught himself staring at her, his cheeks began to heat up. "I-I um, I'm so sorry! Pongo isn't well, he isn't usually like this." he chuckled nervously as he carefully got to his feet, slowly reaching a hand to help her. The woman regarded his hand for a moment, before reaching out to take it and allow him to pull her to her feet. Standing in the water in heels, wasn't a very easy task but thankfully Archie was there to keep her steady as they carefully stepped out of the pond, water dripping from their drenched clothes. Though when Archie realized how soaked she was, he blinked and quickly shrugged off his equally as wet coat and draped it over her shoulders, much to her shock. "Thank you, you're very kind." she laughed softly, as she pulled the drenched coat closer to her small frame. "I um, its wet, but um...well..." Archie stumbled over his words as he shifted his stance, what more could he say? Yes, it was a kind gesture...but also slightly pointless since the coat wouldn't give her much warmth. "It's perfect, thank you." she laughed softly, reaching out to straighten his glasses. She then took a step back from him, the smile never falling from her pink lips as she tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. "My name is Anita, by the way." she said shyly. "Anita." Archie said softly, a small smile appearing upon his lips. "Um, I'm...Archie, Archie Hopper." he said nervously, as his gaze shifted over towards Pongo. "And that, well as you might have guess...is Pongo." he laughed nervously. "I don't...see many other Dalmatians in town." he mused as he motioned towards the female dog sitting next to Pongo."Oh, that's Perdita."  Anita laughed softly as she looked up at the ginger doctor in front of her. "I've had her for as long as I can remember, though we don't exactly live in town." she said gently, and Archie couldn't help but find her accent soothing. Soon it hit Archie, they were both soaking wet they would likely catch their death out here if they just sit about, so Archie reached over to grab Pongo's leash and turned to Anita, the smile never falling from his lips. "Why don't you come to my office?" he offered softly. "Its jus that, well...we're both soaked. I wouldn't want you to catch a cold or something, I um, I have coffee or tea. Whichever you'd like." he chuckled nervously. Anita smiled brightly, revealing her cheerful dimples as she reached out for Perdita's leash. She then reached out with her free hand, and took Archie's arm. "I would absolutely love that." she said sincerely, the smile never falling from her lips. As they two made their way back into two, Archie didn't even realize how odd of a couple they might of looked, both drenched and dripping but honestly that never crossed his mind, he was far too enraptured by the woman next to him. It was odd, he had never felt such a strong connection with someone almost like magnets, he had to admit he liked it, though he couldn't help but wonder if Anita felt it as well. His azure gaze then shifted over towards their dogs as a small smile appeared upon his lips, from where he stood it seemed as if Pongo had found himself a girlfriend. It was funny, Pongo had a better time finding love than Archie did, but then again...perhaps Pongo led Archie to Anita for a reason? xXxXx Once they reached Archie's office, he quickly jumped into action and started a fire so he could lay their drenched clothes out to dry. Once they close were neatly laid out, and they were both in dry and warmer clothes, he set out to make them both tea. Though as he waited on the tea, he couldn't help but feel an odd sense of nervousness, for reasons he didn't particularly understand. His azure gaze then shifted over his shoulder as he studied the blonde woman sitting upon his sofa, she was rather pretty. It was a wonder they never crossed paths before in town, perhaps they town was indeed a lot bigger than it seemed. When they tea was finally ready, he made his way over to the sofa and handed her the cup, as he offered her a small smile. "I hope Earl Grey is alright, that's all I had." he said softly, as he took a seat next to her. "Oh, no that's perfect. Thank you." she said sincerely, as she enjoyed the warmth radiating from the cup in her small hands. Her azure gaze then shifted towards the man next to her, as she offered him sweet smile. Though as she took in his face, she couldn't help but notice the starting of a bruise on his forehead, causing her to frown. She then slowly reached out to touch his forehead gently, when he winched she knew her assumption was correct. "It looks like you have a rather nasty bruise on your forehead, doctor." she said softly, as she slowly removed her hand. "Perhaps you ought to put some ice on it." she suggested. "I..I do?" he asked dumbly, quite honestly he was hardly listening. All he could focus on at the moment where her eyes, they were like his, but also different. Though eventually when he registered her words, he smiled and looked away. "I'll be fine, I promise." he said shyly, as he took a small sip of his tea. "You know, it was ever so sweet of you to offer me a place to dry off." she said gently, as she also took a small sip of her tea. "I couldn't just let you wander home in soaking clothes." he said softly, as he looked down at the cup in his hands. He couldn't really put his finger on it, but there was something about this woman. It was as if something was pulling him to her, he couldn't help but wonder if she could feel it too. Archie's gaze then shifted over towards Pongo, and he couldn't help but smile. Pongo and Perdy were cuddled up together by the fire, while Pongo licked Perdy lovingly. It was an adorable sight to see, it seems the two had really taken a strong liking to one another. Archie then nudged Anita gently, causing her to look. When she saw their dogs, she couldn't help but laugh softly. "Oh, how sweet!" she said sincerely, as she set her cup aside. "It's so good to see Perdy have another dog to interact with, I'm sure I become such dull company after awhile." she teased. Though watching this tender display only made Anita's heart ache, seeing how attach they were to each other, Anita couldn't find the heart to rip them apart. Deep down in her heart, she felt they should stay together always, but that would be impossible, wouldn't it? Perdy had to come home with her, and Pongo would stay home with Archie. Sure, the two could see each other now and again, but would that really be fair? "I think we might have a bit of a problem." Anita said softly, causing Archie to look at her in confusion. "I think my dog is in love." she said with a small smile. Who said animals couldn't find true love? "It seems that way doesn't it?" Archie smiled, as he set his cup aside. "I think Pongo is in love as well, look at the two of them." he said gently, as he turned to look at Anita. "Though, why is that a problem?" he asked in confusion. Anita's lips fell into a frown as she shook her head. "They're going to be broken hearted when I leave." she said in a low tone, it was sweet how strongly and quickly Perdy and Pongo's bond formed. Though it was also cruel, when two dogs loved each other that much it wasn't fair to make them part ways. "Gee, you're right." Archie said sadly, as he watched Pongo. "I don't think I could bare to live with a broken hearted Dalmatian." he said honestly. Archie was glad Pongo was able to connect with another dog, but he couldn't help but agree with Anita. Pongo would be absolutely devastated when she and Perdy left, and secretly Archie knew he would be too. "We better think of something, don't you think?" she asked as she offered him a smile. "I agree, there has to be some solution to this problem." he said with a nod, as his lips twitched up into that sweet smile of his. "Um, would you like another cup of marriage, while we think of a solution?" he asked, completely unaware that he misspoke and made a very drastic error. Anita's brow furrowed as she looked into Archie's azure gaze, she most certainly caught what he said. Did he really say marriage, or was she hearing things? Perhaps she had a knock to her head as well, and now she's hearing things. No, it wasn't sure her...he did say marriage. How odd. Though Anita would be lying if she said she didn't fancy that idea, despite how quickly it arose. After all, they just met. "Erm, excuse me?" she asked softly. "Tea?" Archie asked softly, quickly becoming aware of his slip up. He had no idea where that came from, he wash hoping she didn't catch it fully, and he was also hoping she didn't notice how red his face was, he could practically feel it burning up. "Another...cup of tea?" "I'm quite certain you said Marriage." Anita said boldly, as she looked into his lovely eyes. She couldn't help but smile at his adorably red face. "Um, marriage?" he asked, trying to play confusion. "Yes. Marriage." Anita confirmed, nodding her head. "That's what you said, I'm sure of it. I...well, you meant to say tea, but it...it came out marriage." she rambled nervously. "Oh, did it?" Archie asked shyly, as he cleared his throat awkwardly. "I'm s-sorry, do you want another cup of...tea?" he asked softly, the heat of embarrassment still hot on his face. Though Archie had to admit, despite the fact they had just met that morning he didn't wish to be apart from her. He couldn't very well explain it, but there was something about her. Something, he felt he couldn't live without. This didn't just have to do with Pongo being in love, perhaps...he was starting to fall in love himself? Just the thought of it scared him, it had never happened to him before, quite honestly he didn't think it'd ever happen with him being Jiminy Cricket and all. "I do." Anita said softly, losing herself in his azure gaze. She couldn't help but feel herself being pulled towards him, just sitting there contently and looking into his eyes she felt her heart swell with joy. Now, this was something that had never happened before, though despite how forgien the feeling was, she found she rather enjoyed it. She had heard stories from her mother, about finding that one person you couldn't live without, and dare she say...Archie was that person for her. How odd love was, she never imagined for it to happen and develop so quickly. "You...you do?" Archie asked dumbfounded, deep down he knew they weren't speaking about the tea. This simple conversation was about much more than tea. "I will." Anita smiled, as she tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear shyly. "You will?" Archie asked, as his lips spread into a bright grin. "If you ask me, of course." Anita laughed, she couldn't help but fall even more for him. He was such a kind man, with a heart of gold. She would be a fool not to love him. "Would you?" he asked hopefully, as he leaned closer to her. Now, this was completely out of the ordinary for Archie, usually he wouldn't be moving in such a fast pace, some would consider this reckless. Though, for the first time Archie found he didn't care if it was reckless, as long as Anita was by his side he would be happy, and things would work out. "Yes." she smiled, as she closed the gap between them, her hands reaching up to cradle his face as she kissed him lovingly. At their first kiss, they both felt something inside them melt. As his arms wrapped around her waist, she only held him closer. In that moment everything around them became hazy, they only thing they could focus on was each other, and they realized they should be kissing one another for the rest of their days, they felt so lucky to have found one another. They knew they should owe it to Pongo and Perdy for forcing them to meet in such a way that they did. And in that short moment of time, they found true love. They found each other. They were meant to love one another, no one could tell them any different. Together they would love in love, Archie and Anita, Pongo and Perdy. A/N: Just a random little idea that came to mind. I adore Archie, and I always wanted him to have a true love, then I realized in a weird way Archie was technically Roger from 101 Dalmatians, so I figured Anita would be his true love. 

Prologue: The fall of a Jedi <br><br><b>Four years ago in a world far far away</b> <br><br><i>~ There is no emotion - there is peace ~</i> <br> Panting fast, sweat glistening on her blue skin, the young Twi'lek raised her two lightsabers to block the coming strike of the Sith in front of her. He was just an apprentice but his strength was a lot bigger than hers. His red glowing lightsaber flew down on her - too fast - too powerful. With her own two sabers raised, she could block the strike, only inches away from her face and redirect it into another direction while she rolled to the side. <br> For a moment she cowered on the dirty ground and tried to catch her breath. Involuntarily her eyes wandered over the battlefield. For how long were they fighting already? The ground was covered in red and green blood, corpses of different species - empire and republic- laying everywhere. Some soldiers were still fighting. A shiver ran down her spine. So much pain. So much death. For what? <br> <i>~ There is no death - there is the force ~</i> <br> Remembering those words the young girl looked up again, her concentration now fully recovered again. The red skinned Sith ran towards her, following his rage and ready for his next attack. Sith. How silly to trust into your feelings and be led by your own rage. His movements were ungraceful although he was following some kind of a fighting style. Ma'Khina waited. Collecting her strength and calling for the force. Her grip around the hilts of her blue lightsabers tightened while she concentrated her thoughts on the next attack. Just as he was only a meter away from her, the Twi'lek jumped. With a nice push through the force she flew up and turned a somersault in the air right above the Sith. Landing on her feet again she used his confusion and stroke with her right handed blade over the broad back of her enemy. The dark scream of pain thrilled the air.  But Ma'Khina didn't waste a thought for satisfaction or anything. Instead she raised her left lightsaber - just in time - to block the counterattack of her opponent. 'By all Hutts... he's really fast for his broad figure'. Thinking this she already pulled her right hand back to brush the blue saber along his stomach. Too bad. He jumped aside and attacked her again. <br> A fast fight between those both apprentices. Attacks and counterattacks. Blocks and attacks again.  It was like a fast dance in which those blue and red glowing lightsabers met and parted, just to meet again. The fizzling of burned air was the only sound that rushed through the hot air. Sweat glistened on the Twi'leks forehead but she didn't feel exhausted yet. The force was strong in her and flowing in her veins. Strengthening her body and giving her the power she needed for this fight. <br> Suddenly an ice cold hand wrapped around her heart and she gasped. Confused she lost her balance for a moment and stumbled, landing hard on her back. Her left lightsaber slowly rolling out of her hand. The Sith saw his chance and raised his blade to give her the last strike. Looking around she saw what had brought her out of balance. Master Jemrin. Kneeling in front of the other Sith. Exhausted and weak and fighting with the last amount of his power. He was expecting his end already. "No..." As the Sith Lord moved his arms to strike against the Jedi Masters head, she threw her right saber against him. The sudden push against his strike caused that he lost his lightsaber which was now flying towards the ground. Sighing in relief she laid back again, just to see her opponent running towards her now. <br> Fear. For the first time in her life she felt fear filling her heart. There he was - a three feet bigger man with red glowing eyes and red shining skin, surrounded by smoke and anger - just running towards her. Reaching her hand out she tried to reach the hilt of her sword, but it was too far. A loud groan cut the silence as he was now standing right in front of, ready to ram that red lightsaber right into her internals. Turning her head away she saw the hilt - so close... and still too far away. Finally she was able to push the fear away and call the force for help, wanting to drag the hilt right into her hand. <br> <br> <b> But it didn't move!</b> <br><br> Confusion. Why wasn't the force reacting on her anymore? Looking up she could see the red glow of her opponent's lightsaber. Reflexes. Rolling towards the hilt on the ground she could barely escape the attack. But the hot blade brushed over her leg, leaving a broad cut on her thigh. A painful scream filled the air for a moment. Finally she grabbed the hilt of her lightsaber. The familiar fizzling when the blue shining blade grew out of the hilt caused her a small sigh of relief. <br> The Sith apprentice walked slowly towards her, ready for a new attack. Of course he was proud about the wound he had brought on her.  Gritting her teeth in pain the Twi'lek slowly rose up on her feet, unable to give some weight onto her injured leg. But she wouldn't give up. Not yet. If she had to die than she would die in a battle with her lightsaber in her hand. <br><br> <i>And then she saw it. Right behind her opponent who was slowly approaching her with an evil grin on his face. Her Master. Her teacher. The only person she had ever trusted in her life. The red blade went through his strong body easily like a sharp knife through warm butter. Her heart was wrapped into that cold hand again while she watched how Master Jemrin died. His weak and lifeless body fell slowly onto the ground, between all those other corpses. Between all that blood. This wasn't the right place for a Jedi like him. </i> <br><b>And then there was nothing anymore</b> <br><br> Panting fast the Twi'lek slowly turned back to herself. Confused. Scared. Her body trembling. In her right hand she held the red lightsaber of the Sith apprentice she had fought with only moments ago. Wondering about what just had happened Ma'Khina slowly looked around and found herself standing between three dead men. Her blue body was covered in red blood. Was it her own? Slowly she raised her left hand to brush a finger over those red marks. No pain. It wasn't her blood. A deep sigh escaped her. She hadn't even noticed that she had held her breath but now the urge for fresh air was burning strong in her lungs. Her gaze slowly wandered over all those corpses on the ground. <br><b>The battle was over. She was alone...</b> <br><br> Did she kill all those people? The last thing she could remember was her fighting against a Sith apprentice and now she was holding his weapon in her hand. A weapon which has always been controlled by the dark side. She could still feel the presence of its last owner in the hilt. Suddenly her gaze fell on a certain body laying on the ground. "Master!" Throwing the lightsaber away she ran towards the dead Jedi and crouched down next to him. Carefully she pulled the body up into her arms, tears suddenly running down her cheeks. "I wasn't strong enough... I wasn't strong enough... It is all my fault... Only my fault! Please forgive me, Master!" <br><br><i> ~ There is no death.... Only the force ~ </i> <br><br> Those words from the Jedi code suddenly popped up in her mind. But they meant nothing. Nothing. For Ma'Khina there was no force anymore. Where has the force been when she called it to reach her lightsaber? Where has it been when Master Jemrin had needed it the most? Where? <br><br> She didn't know for how long she had cried. At some point she just stood up and moved her exhausted and aching body slowly back to their ship. She cut all connections to the Order of the Jedi and left the planet as a new woman. 

So, i`ve been RPing since 2003, mainly on Aol and sometimes on Yahoo messenger. I will RP in IMs, e mails or private messages primarily.  In truth i do not do much group RPs, i get kind of shy around a bunch of strangers so if i do groups i prefer just a small number of people and, ideally, some friends i`m used to working with. I might be coaxed, if the SL really interests me, but its not my main RP preference. https://www.freewebs.com/genawindstarr/&nbsp;; That is a link to my character website with much detailed info on Gena .  I play her in different settings; Medieval or Modern Fantasy, possibly Post Apoc type settings . A very few of my very favorite video games / animes. I am over 21, as is my character and yes, i do adult / sexual scenes but i prefer, really prefer you give me plot with the pleasure. Some kind of story to try and work on, some kind of growing bond between the characters instead of just cheap one night stand smut or hit n quit or what ever you wanna call it OOCly, i am married, i am not here to ooc cyber or hook up or what not. I do enjoy making friends, chatting, acting silly and joking around oocly but some lines i will not cross. I will only pair Gena with males of legal age, and i strongly suggest the muns be of legal age too. I prefer male muns, but if a female mun can play a male character really well then ill certainly consider it but Gena and myself are 100 percent straight. I like SLs to contain elements such as action, mystery, adventure, romance , sex and some drama. I like to pair her with Vampires, Dhampirs, Elves, Lycans, Humans, Magic users, hybrids etc I`m Not a grammar queen, we all make typos. I`m not an elitist, i don`t demand ungodly long posts all the time. If you would like to IMRP on aol/aim or yahoo then contact me and ill give you my screen names for which ever messenger you prefer. Please check out the webbie, it has different pics for her, info on the different versions of her and different settings and a few SL ideas and mun limits as far as kinks and such. Yes, i know the games / animes i do are kinda old but i love em, they are why i wanted to start RPing in the first place.

(ooc: A small short story which takes place shortly after the Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Season Two finale. This deals with Chris's return and what happened with his brother in my last character story. Feedback is always appreciated.)Chris's ReturnThe PlaygroundLocation: Classified After traveling the multiverse in hopes of defeating Jiaying, Chris Steele had returned to his home universe. He was approached by two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, who escorted him to one of Fury's secret bases, coined "The Playground", and the new headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. It was there that the young man had been informed of what happed to Jiaying, and the rest of the Inhumans. Getting re-indexed with his new powers, Chris met with Director Coulson in his office. "And Cal killed Jiaying. So, as a favor, we wiped his memories and gave him new ones so he wouldn't have to live with that pain," Coulson said, catching the young man up on what had happened. "Any questions?" "Yeah. Are you sure you don't want your hand restored? I can take care of it," Chris asked, referring to Coulson's missing left hand. The director smiled. "No, I've been looking into other options. Besides, I think of it of as a sacrifice that needed to be done in order to protect the greater good," he answered. "If I change my mind, I'll let you know," he said, as Chris nodded. "There's a couple more things you should know. First, I have Skye putting together a team of powered people, in which she'll lead. Hopefully they'll do some good. I see a lot of potential in her. Perhaps she'll even run S.H.I.E.L.D. one day." "She will," Chris said, which caused Coulson to raise an eyebrow. "In some of the universes I visited, she was already running S.H.I.E.L.D. I have a feeling that'll do that here, though it probably won't be for some time," the young man explained. "Anyway, why are you telling me this?" He asked, changing the subject. "She wants you to join her team. I would ask you myself, but I want her to take charge and ask," Coulson answered. "I also figured I'd give you a heads up," he said, pausing for a moment. "There's something else. Follow me," he said, getting up and leaving the office, with Chris following him.---------------------------------- Down in the medical bay of the Playground, Coulson led Chris over to the morgue. On the table, was a body, which was covered up by a sheet. "We found him out in the desert, near the Grand Canyon. We believe that his life energy was drained," he told Chris."Like what Jiaying can do," Chris said, following Coulson. "Yes. We believe that she killed him and had the body dumped," the director said. "From what I was told, he was killed a few months ago." "The same time as when I left Afterlife. Do you think it has something to do with Steven?" Chris asked, looking over at Coulson. Coulson didn't respond. Walking over to the table, he lifted up the sheet, revealing Chris's brother, Steven. Chris's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that it was his brother laying on the table in front of him, dead. It was then that he lost it. "Argh!" He yelled, exploding in anger. Beginning to trash the morgue, the young man threw things, and even punched a hole in the wall. This lasted a good several minutes, until he finally collapsed on the ground, crying. The only thing Phil Coulson did was watch. He knew that this was hard. First learning that his parents were killed by Jiaying, then that his brother had been killed, he expected Chris to go crazy, so he let this happen. After Chris calmed down, Coulson walked over and placed his hand on his shoulder. "I didn't know your family, but from what I heard, they were amazing people," the director said, trying to comfort the young man. Coulson paused for a moment. "I have a friend, Dr. Andrew Garner. He's a Psychologist at Culver University that sometimes helps us out. He can help you get through this, but only if you want his help," he told Chris. Reaching into his pocket, Coulson took a business card for Dr. Andrew Garner. Having calmed down, Chris looked up at Coulson. Taking the card from the man, he nodded. "Thanks," he said in a shaky voice. "If there's anything you want to do with the body, let me know. Right now we'll keep him here until you decide," Coulson said. "If there's anything you want me to do, let me know." "I just want to be alone for right now," Chris said, putting the card away.Coulson nodded and turned to leave the room.---------------------------------- Several hours later, Chris was at the entrance to the Playground, with Coulson standing across from the young man. "Is there any place you want us to take you?" Coulson asked, looking at Chris, who had pulled himself together. "No, I think I can make it on my own," Chris answered. "Besides, I need some time to myself," he said to the older man, who nodded. "Thanks, for helping me out," he said. "It's S.H.I.E.L.D.'s job to help out people in need. That includes you," Coulson said to Chris. Chris could only give a small smile. Extending his hand, in which Coulson took it, the two shook hands before he turned and exited the Playground, heading out on his own before heading home.

I must say rules are incredibly repetitive these days however, I will set some absolutes that must be taken seriously while roleplaying with me. Please read, sign and follow them. If you fail to do such, you will be eliminated.-I am roleplaying as Troia, or Donna Troy. I prefer the name Troia in play, please adhere to this.-I feel no need to sample my writing publically. A sample may be found in my blog in due time if and only if I see it to be of value. -I will not be a love interest automatically, you will have to earn it through decent, consistent, active play.-I do not engage in rp crossovers that make no sense to me. -I share no OOC information with anyone. Even if you were part of my long forgotten past on myspace, I feel that fair weathered friends are a useless commodity in my world & I will not be subjected to the pain that was inflicted upon me before. I share NOTHING of my reality ever. And honestly I do not care a thing about yours, write or leave me be. Small talk is fine & fun, but lets not read into it, Ok?-I am an adult and a professional writer, I will not restrain my talents or my imagination when writing. If you are so faint-hearted as to think there will not be adult themes or violence in writing, I suggest you grow up a bit before attempting to write with me.- I am a literate novella player, well educated and long standing in the roleplay arena. I do not have time nor patience to teach another to play or accept any replies less than multi-para format.-Never steal from me ever.-Misery does not love company here. What does this mean? If you are miserable, be miserable alone as I do not care.-I can be aloof at times. Deal with it or do not.-I am the least jealous individual on earth. I could care less who your rp bang buddies are. Let me be clear on this, your harlots may never ever approach/attack me. I do not want you and I never will. All I say and do here is a grandiose illusion, a fantasy and nothing more. If I comment photos, it is in character.-I have other obligations. I am here when I am here.-I am over the age of 25 in reality, do not disrespect me in any manner.-I do NOT & will NOT add actors that I know in real life, therefore if I repeatedly say NO, this is the reason why.-I use Megan Fox & Bridget Regan as my face claims. Deal with it.-If I take the time to discuss a story with your or send a starter I will expect some sort of reply whether it is I cannot reply to your starter or you love our story ideas, whatever just please have the decency to respond.-To the pitiful school boys in this verse that seem to ignore/bypass anything a women says. Up yours- this is exactly why you are a lonely piece of cow manure that lives vicariously through comics.-I do not join rpgs or groups. I own a group. If I do not own it and moderate it myself, I do not bother. I am a leader not a follower. -In my mind, there is absolute no justification for role-playing children. There is absolutely no reason to depict them for play. It is very disturbing to me and I will not accept it, no matter which way you try to justify it. Its just wrong and it teeters on legality issues that I do not want to involve myself in whatsoever. No children, no babies, no fetuses ever.-You may not kill, impregnate, rape or sadistically torture my character. Do not speak or act for my character. Sign below with 5 favorite things.Troia.

(ooc: My character story, which reveals the true origins of Chris, his connection to Skye, and the Inhumans of the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU). Feedback is greatly appreciated.) Inhuman OriginPrologue After spending the night with Skye, Chris headed out for the day. Since coming back from his training, the young man had to figure out what to do next. Coulson offered him a position at S.H.I.E.L.D., but he didn't want to go back to working for the organization, as it didn't seem right to return to it. For now, he was on his own in regards to that. Sighing as he walked, he suddenly stopped when an older man appeared in front of him seemingly out of nowhere. He would have just walked past the man, but one thing made him stop. He had no eyes. "Hello Christopher," the man said, supposedly looking at him. "I'm sorry if my sudden appearance startled you, but I wanted to make sure you were alone before I introduced myself. My name is Gordon." Chris wondered how this man, Gordon, knew his name and how to find him. He also wondered what was up with his eyes. Right now, he played it calm. "It's okay man," he said with a shrug. "I know about teleporters," he said to Gordon. "Interesting," Gordon said. "Your mother told me about your previous powers. I was surprised to hear that you lost them," the man said, starting to pace a bit. "Perhaps now you can gain your true power," he said to Chris. "You knew my mother?" Chris asked, his eyes widening as Gordon nodded his head in agreement. "How did you know her?" "I also knew your father. Your parents and I were friends," Gordon answered. "They were one of us," he paused. "I'm sorry to hear that she died," he stopped pacing. "One of us? What does that mean? What the hell are you talking about?" Chris asked, now clearly confused. "If you're willing to go, I can take you to a place where you can get all of your answers," Gordon said to the young man. "Of course, it's entirely up to you," he said. Chris thought for a moment before speaking. "Alright, take me there," the young man said. Gordon nodded his head, walked up to Chris, grabbed him and pulled him close, as the two of them suddenly disappeared.----------------------------------Chapter One Gordon had taken Chris to a place called, Afterlife. It was there that he would meet their leader, a woman named Jiaying. The young man thought that Gordon was going to explain everything, but realized that talking to the woman would be better. Being led to a room inside a building, Chris walked inside the room, following behind Gordon. "Jiaying. This is Christopher Steele," Gordon said, introducing him to the woman. "Chris, this is Jiaying, our leader.""Thank you Gordon, that'll be all," Jiaying said, as Gordon left the room. "It's finally nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you," she said, extending her hand as Chris shook it. "Please, sit down," she said, motioning towards a chair in front of a desk. "Thanks," Chris said, sitting down in one of the chairs as Jiaying took a seat at the desk. "So, Gordon says that he knew my parents," he said. "Yes, as I did," Jiaying said. "We were friends while they were here. Your father was an excellent doctor, not as skilled as my husband, but still very skilled. Your mother had a powerful gift," she told him."How exactly did you know them and what exactly were they?" Chris asked, hoping to get some answers. "Your parents were what we call, Inhuman. I knew your father for some time, and I met your mother when she first came to Afterlife," Jiaying said. "You and your brother, are Inhumans as well," she said to him. "When she was pregnant with you, she was attacked. She feared that you wouldn't get any powers when you went through Terrigenesis. So, she and your father left and went to this place called Primatech. They gave you some sort genetic formula after you were born," she explained. Chris knew what Primatech was, he had dealings with them before. He couldn't believe that his parents would do such a thing. "You know, you could be making all of this up. Do you have some sort of proof that this story is true?" The young man asked, looking at the woman. "I had a feeling you would say that," Jiaying said, opening up a drawer in the desk. Reaching in, she pulled something out and handed it to Chris. "That is a picture of your parents and I, back in the 90s, before they left," she said as the young man examined it. Taking the picture, Chris examined it. He was surprised to see it and knew that his parents were in the picture. "So, I'm Inhuman?" He asked, handing the picture back to her. "If so, does that mean I have other powers?" She nodded. "Yes, you're Inhuman and you do have powers," she answered, putting the picture away. "I made a promise to your mother to help you gain your true powers," she said. "Do you remember your training with your brother?" She asked and he nodded his head. "Well, he had a fragment of Terrigen Crystals and exposed it to you. That power you gained, from your necklace, is your true power." "My Fullbring is my true power?" Chris asked as Jiaying, who nodded. "Well, it's not very powerful then. I mean, I can't do too much with it," he said. Jiaying remained quiet for a moment. "As I said before, you were exposed to a fragment of the crystal. If you're willing, we can expose you to a full crystal. Your power will be complete," she said. Chris wasn't sure how to react. He knew how to use the power, but it wasn't at its fullest. After a few moments, he spoke. "Let's do it," he said to her. Nodding, Jiaying got up and told him to follow. Getting up, the young man followed her to an empty room. Inside the room sat a blue crystal on a table. "This is a full Terrigen Crystal. We broke down the Diviners that they came from and attempted to grow our own. This is the result. Unfortunately, some of Diviner is embedded in each crystal, so any normal human will turn to stone when they hold this," she said, placing it in Chris's hand. "Luckily, it doesn't affect us Inhumans," she told him. "All you have to do is smash the crystal and inhale the mist. Once you do that, your true power will come out," she said. Going over to Chris, she placed her hands on his shoulders. "You and your gift are very special Chris. Once you release it, you can stay here. Our people need you, I need you Chris," Jiaying said softly as she looked into his eyes. Giving him a soft smile, she moved away from him and left the room. Chris stood there for several moments, taking everything in. He needed to do this, not just the Inhumans, but for everyone. The crystal in hand, he smashed it against the table. The mist spread and he inhaled it. Then there was an explosion.----------------------------------Chapter Two The entire building that Chris had been in was destroyed as what appeared to be black and forest green flames danced around the form of the young man, who was seemingly unscathed by the explosion. Luckily, nobody else was in the building, so nobody else was injured or killed. As the "flames" continued to dance around the rubble, around Chris, they spread out, attempting to reach other buildings. Chris himself couldn't focus. Whatever had happened to him, he wasn't in control of it. "Chris. Focus," a male voice spoke from a safe distance. The voice was familiar to the young man, so familiar that he instantly recognized it. "Steven," Chris thought to himself. Opening up his eyes, the young man looked around and saw his older brother standing back, safe from the "flames". "Focus Chris," Steven said once more. "Remember our training. You can do this," the brother said, knowing that his younger brother could control the power. Nodding his head, Chris took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Focusing, the young man concentrated on bringing the "flames" inward. As he did, the "flames" did just that, coming back towards him before completely disappearing. The damage was done, but at least no more could happen. "That was excellent," Jiaying said, walking over with Steven. "You're very powerful Chris. That and very special," she said, giving him a smile. "Well done. I knew you could do it," Steven said, giving his brother a smile. "So you knew, but didn't tell me?" Chris asked Steven. "Yeah, but that's the main rule. We can't tell anybody about us," Steven answered. "I'll leave you two alone while we get this cleaned up. You have a lot of catching up to do," Jiaying said, giving them a smile before walking away. Steven placed his hand over Chris's shoulder and began to walk, leading his brother out of the area. "Now that you've gone through Terrigenesis completely, I'll show you how to access the different forms of your power," he said to his brother, and who nodded when Chris said the words, different forms. "Let's get started," he said with a smile.---------------------------------- Some time had passed since Chris acquired his full powers. Since then, Steven had been training in to access the different forms in which he could take with his powers. The training had gone well, and the brothers had decided to take a break. Being away from the compound (Afterlife), Steven decided that he needed to say something. The two of them were sitting down on a nearby bench. "Chris, there's something I have to tell you. It's about mom and dad," Steven said, taking a drink of water from a bottle. Chris wasn't sure what was going on, but was curious. "Yeah, what about them?" He asked, looking over at him. "Jiaying killed them," Steven said after a moment. He knew that Chris wouldn't believe him. "I don't how she did it, but she did," he said. Chris couldn't believe what his brother was saying. "Why would she do that?" He asked, not sure why he was asking. "Something happened to Jiaying a long time ago, about 26/27 years ago. I don't know what exactly happened, but she wanted war. She knew that our people wouldn't be save until the outside world was gone," Steven explained. "Before whatever happened to her, she was nice and kind. She's only putting on an act, so you can join and fight her war," he told his brother. "Okay, but what does have to do with our parents?" Chris asked, still not understanding. "Mom and Dad found out. They wanted to stop her, try to make peace with the world. That's why they initially left. After a while, they came back and tried to stop her. But they failed, and she somehow killed them. I don't know how, but she did," Steven explained. "Look, I know you probably don't believe me, but I'm your brother. I wouldn't lie or make any of this up to you, I swear." Chris sat there, thinking. It had occurred to him that Jiaying was just acting like she was glad to see him achieve his full powers. He also noticed that she said that she needed him. Realizing what had happened, he felt like an idiot. "I'm a fucking idiot. She just wants to use me," he said, shaking his head. "What do I do now?" He asked, mostly to himself. "Leave," Steven answered. "Get out of here and figure out what to do next." "What about you?" Chris asked, looking at his brother. "Don't worry about me," Steven said. "Just get out of here and figure out how to stop a war from happening," he said as Chris nodded. "Go on that trip through the multiverse. Gordon won't be able to track you if you do," he said as the two of them stood up. Taking out his remote control device, Chris looked at his brother. "I'll come back, I promise," he said, giving Steven a hug. Aiming the remote away from him, he activated it, as a blue swirling vortex appeared. "You better come back, for that girl of yours," Steven said with a smile. Smiling, Chris ran into the vortex. Moments later, Gordon appeared, as the vortex closed. "Where is he? Where did he go?" Gordon asked, turning and facing Steven. "Not sure, but he went to a place where you can't find him," Steven answered. "You're coming with me," Gordon said. Grabbing a hold of Steven's arm, he teleported them away.----------------------------------Epilogue Jiaying sat at her desk in Afterlife, when Gordon, still holding Steven's arm, appeared before her. "I can't find him," Gordon said. "It seems that he's disappeared and his brother's not saying where he went," he told Jiaying, who looked up at them. "Where is your brother Steven?" She asked, giving him a stern look. "He's somewhere where you can't use him for your plans for war," Steven answered. "Even though my parents couldn't stop you, he will." Jiaying sighed, disappointed that her weapon had disappeared and that his brother wasn't cooperating. Standing up, she started over to Steven. "What happened to you all those years ago? What made you change?" Steven asked as Gordon let go over his arm. "I died and lost someone very important to me that day," she answered. "Unfortunately for your brother, he's about to lose his entire family," Jiaying said. Placing her hands on Steven's face, and the color began to drain from his face, his body. He choked before collapsing on the ground, dead. Once that was done, she turned to Gordon. "Dispose of the body, make sure nobody can find it, not even his brother," she said. "Alright. What should I do after that?" Gordon asked, grabbing Steven's dead body. "Find her and bring her here," Jiaying said. "It's time to see my daughter again."

A friend of mine, Blade (∑ternal Justice), decided to post something in regards to women.  I feel very strongly about this also, so I contributed in my repost.  I've since referred several women to this bulletin, all of whom were encouraged by this.  So, I screenshot and permanently post it here.  It's not done doing good yet."Boobs are great, lets not sully those who wield them." -Myself

01. HomeWhitney isn't one for flashy decorations or broadcasting her wealth obnoxiously. She prefers simple, yet elegant design ideas. Most of her apartment  looks just like this, in terms of color schemes and bare designs.  She also loves open space, so every room has multiple enormous windows.02. WorkFrom her office, Whitney has a beautiful view of the city below. The Coach building is in the perfect location: it's not too crowded, nor too isolated. Inside,  Whitney's actual office is decorated the same way as her apartment. Since she spends so much time at work, she is very picky about her surroundings.03. Favorite placeWhitney's favorite place in the world is Paris.  One reason is that she was born there, despite what her parents put on her birth certificate.  She loves everything French, from the food to the fashion to the history.  When she needs an escape from real life, Paris is her top choice.04. SelfieWhitney hasn't quite boarded the selfie bandwagon. She takes the occasional photo of herself, but for the most part, she believes there are enough pictures of her in the press. This is one of her favorites of her few selfies, because it is fun, pretty, and it features one of her best friends: food.05. Favorite thing to doWhitney loves shopping to the point that she considers it her personal addiction. She can't not log onto her favorite sites at the end of the day, or take a walk around the city without peeking into the nearest store.  She has more shoes than the average shoe store, and even her puppy gets too much stuff.06. RandomWhitney's all time favorite movie is The Little Mermaid. In fact, she named her newborn daughter after the world's most infamous mermaid.  Part of the movie's allure is the idea that true love conquers all...but Whitney also likes to reminisce about her younger days, when she asked for a mermaid tail for every Christmas.  And who can't resist a girl who brushes her hair with a fork?

Rules:1.Not the person in the photos, just an rper. I wish I didn't have to mention that, but not many seem to get that. Which is annoying, so it stops now. This is an rp site, no more or less and I am here to rp. The actor is older now and too busy to ever come here and rp a character he played when he was younger, the character was created by the characters off the show. Also it is similiar to the movie and the show it is still different. However, it doesn't change the fact that I am here to rp. Keep that in mind when accepting my friend request, or requesting me. If you do that only to get rid of me later, then don't bother with me. Are we clear? Hope so.2.I rp him past the show, as you would be able to tell in my bio. Now that doesn't mean I can't rp him during the events in the show, but they would mostly be memories, keep that in mind. Same goes with events before the show too. Don't you dare judging me or will block you, I don't judge you so don't judge or attack me, got it? If you block me for the way my character is or something like that, I won't care but that makes you a judgmental jerk, idiot and stop, and I will be fine to get rid of you. However, don't be surprised if one day it happens to you too, as karma is a bitch. Keep this in mind and don't break it, and we will get along great but break it and you are gone for good.3.Don't dare judging me for my starter, reply, character or anything like that as you will be gone. Connected to rule 2, as am sure you can tell. I am not here to be judged but to rp, so keep that in mind and don't break it, and we will get along great. Judgementals aren't wanted here. Never were and never will be, get that? Good. If I see you attack me because of either of those will send you here, to read it all again and again until you get it. I can't change my character, starter or my reply as I can't change it. With a reply or starter maybe, if the other idea works, but you can't tell me it won't work for either because if it fits my character and seems to work, then it stays, got it? Good. My character will never be changed. So respect it all, me and my character.4.Richard is single currently, but when he is taken he won't cheat. Keep that in mind and we will get along, or other wise you will be blocked and off my friends list. No ifs or buts about any of those rules. I take those very seriously no matter what.  My character isn't the kind for just sex or friends with benefits, so don't ask as it won't ever happen.  Those rules are to be respected. I am not going to do it to you, so don't do it to me. Don't suggest those options nor force those, got it? It won't happen. If you got it great, if not then  no rp until you get all those rules, respect them and follow them to the best of your ability. Edit:Richard and Jenny just came in to his life and they are going to get back together. No one is allowed to get between them, nor would it work. Keep that in mind. 5.I am a multi para and up rper, but will do others too.  Respect me for that and keep it mind, as well as follow that.I will rp with those who do one liner, para or such but I rather multi. So if you are multi, don't assume I am not a multi para rper because I am. If you add/ accept my friend request anf sent me something like, I don't rp with one liners or I don't rp with face and friends collectors, as you will be blocked and deleted, as am not a one liner  , nor friends and faces collector. Keep that in mind or take a hike, simple as that.6.I am not a  friend collector, or face collector. Keep that in mind or don't bother with me. If you add me or accept my friend request then talk. No ifs or buts about it, if you break it will delete you, simple as that. I am not a fool I can tell if you follow my rules and read them or not, so you better read and follow all of those. I had to delete a lots of people already, and would rather not to delete or block anymore, but will if you leave me no choice, accidents are fine or being busy abd such, but other wise  it's not accepted, got it? good7.Patience is a virtue, Remember that, especially when rping with me. I take my time with starters and replies, so be patient and don't demand that it will be sent right away, as it won't be, unless I got a muse. Other wise you will get a terrible starter and a reply. You be patient with me and I will be with you. Don't confuse that with not being an rper, as it isn't the case. As I still send replies and starters, just at times it takes longer, as I am trying to make it good as well as in character. Just know that you will get it and you are not left behind. Don't get angry if a day or two passes with no reply or starter, as I am working on it but I need time, no exceptions. Because I can't send it in a second or an hour, as it takes time. I want to make it worth while and not boring, so accept it. I have things to do, other than being online so respect that. Don't judge me for that or will block you as well as delete you. You are patient to me and respectful to me, and you will get that from me in return. But be cruel, unpatient and a jerk to me and you are gone, got it? Good if you got it, you better or there won't be any rp going on until you do. I am not a robot but a human.8 I need mains and connections, they will get starters and replies first then others, due to the fact that those people are part of his stpryline no exceptions. Do not claim to be his ex from college or high school, without talking to me about it, also the answer to those would be a no, it still is a no  no matter what. No siblings at all, unless you rp Maggie Kimble, and use the right information for her, plus your own or she won't count. Ex's are allowed but not from high school or college, In  med school he had his first girlfriend, and unless you use the actual character and information, that won't count, after her it's Helen Ross, who became her wife, and given that she is in fact dead you can't rp her, unless we do memories or alternate reality, but talk to me about it first. Not accepting, anyone before her unless his ex that was mentioned earlier,  and no one before them, as that wont work. Cousins, aunts and uncles, new friends or friends but not from too long ago are fine so. Keep those things in mind, so we won't have any trouble.9.My introduction message has nothing to do with real life. Most of it is in character, but before rp. If you read the bio on my profile you will see what I mean. A lots of people locked me or seemed rather furious about the bad situation part, even when I mentioned that before that it has nothing to do with me. So figured would add that to my rules. You will never know me or me you, unless we became such a close friends that we decided to share those details with each other. Other wise not happening.  Given that in the beginning of the introduction it says "I am Richard Kimble" should tell you it isn't  the real me, especially the rules says the same thing. The last part about discussion that me, written as if by Richard too. Those who understand that good, it's not to you. This rule is directed to those who don't get that.10. I hate people who accepts my friend request and deletes, or request and then delete. It is dump and you waste my time and yours.  You wanna rp great, but if you not then not.  Same with requesting and blocking or accepting friend request. So just don't do it. Had it done to me too many times and it pisses me off. I have done nothing to you or anyone. I block those who hurt me or those I care for, as well as those who judge me and excuse me of things I didn't do and broke my rules, no more. If you don't wanna rp just deny friend request and don't request me, simple as that. Yes it is a rule, as I had enough of that happen to me, no more.    this are the rules, follow them and we will get along but break them and you are gone, unless it was an accident or you were busy then that is different.

  The story of our Lives!       Loki~God of Mischief (EOA)   The story of my life!  Now wouldn't that be a Tale to be told!  One could paint a thousand pictures from the memories we keep  For no story is perfect. Each have their Demons and shadows.  Each have the sunlight that can break through the clouds.  The stories of our life's are what define us!  Are what shaped us into whom we are this day.  They hold the reasons for the things we value and treasure the most.  They gave us our beliefs and our dreams!   They are unique .  They are us!  And they hold some of the most beautiful chapters in an epic tale  you could ever imagine.      There was a little boy. He was just an ordinary little boy. Blonde haired, blue eyes he wore red shorts that come down to his knees and a blue Thomas the tank T-Shirt.  It was dirty, his Mother had tried to get him to change it. But it was favourite, he didn't see the dirt, he only saw Thomas! He was nearly four! His sandals were a size too small. He needed one ones,  He could push his toes out over the edge of them if he wanted and would sometimes do it because for some reason it seemed to frustrate his mother- and he could never figure out why!  it was just like when he refused to let her brush his hair; because it pulled on his hair, hurting.  He liked his hair just like it was un-brushed!  They were not rich, far from it. he was too young to really know that. What it meant.  Why his toes poking out over the sides of his sandal's bothered his Mother so much. Yet other things he knew. He knew fear, He knew tears. he knew how to be scared. They were other chapters in the story of this little boys life.   This one day, his Mother was happy. It was exciting. She was smiling and they were going to the shop to buy some food! They didn't have a car. They didn't catch a bus. The sun was shinning so brightly,  It was a happy day and they were going to buy nice stuff to eat at the shops!    It was a long way to walk for such little legs .  Wether his mother did it to take his mind off of the walk or whether she did it just to make him smile. He doesn't know.  You see, she's never told him. When he ask's her. She just smiles quietly.  But as they were walking, she took his hand in her's and she started to sing. He can't remember the songs - nursery rhymes maybe.  But he sang with her  and they dance along the street skipping and spinning in circles.   As he looked up into her face. He saw no other more beautiful! The sun as it was climbing into the sky cast sunlight about her hair.  It lit up her face and smile.  There was no more beautiful an angel. And no other memory as child he can remember, as being that happy.   These are the stories of our life! They are what define us!  Are what shaped us into whom we are this day.  So i ask you, think of the story of your life.  Your unique Tale.   Think of your happiest chapter growing up. Those, who shared it with you. and smile!      (Loki) M.W