"I see her! Over there!"
Layla crashed through the brush panting and sobbing. Her bare feet stomped and tripped through the undergrowth; raw and bloody from her journey. There were tears streaming down her dirt covered face, and her breathing was choked by sobs of pain and anger. Blood soaked...
[There might be typos and mistakes in here, but I'll get to them another time. I just wanted to share what I had finished. ^~^]
Night never felt dark in the cities. Even if the moon hid its face, and the sky became overcast with dark clouds that blotted out the heavens. The city itself gave us...
I've kinda wondered this for a long time. Maybe it's just me seeing things in a different light then most others, but I feel like we push many important components of storytelling away by labeling them as "unoriginal" or "cliche". What makes things unoriginal? Their over-use? If we avoid such...
Hello, you can all call me Blood!
I'm here to introduce myself, of course, and say that Storyteller's Circle has been catching my eye for some time! I peruse RP websites every now and again when things get stale on previous sites. I like to find a few, long-term RP's wherever I go.
I've been...
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