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Writer | Registered: February 19, 2011 11:03:57 PM
Well, I think it might be time for this old bear to be making up a decent info part to his page....
mmm... So much love I cannot contain it.
I am, first and foremost, a roleplayer. I roleplay with
The_von_Braun_Society
and will forever be a lover of
tsukikitsunetanuki.
Without this beautiful person, I don't think my roleplaying skills would have remained the same.
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Some of my favorite work:
[A stream of smoke rolls down the stairs, holding heavy in the air, formfitting itself to each individual step, caressing and loving each inch of the ascension. The smoke pools itself at the bottom, expanding out and wafting around the floor of the tavern, licking the feet of the patrons and sweetly singing to their senses. A soft aroma that seems to find itself sashaying itself into their nostrils, cooling their minds and causing a sort of relaxing feeling for those that are susceptible. It doesn't seem to be much unlike the calmative powers of marijuana, but with a much nicer scent. The smoke parts on each stair as paws step on each, the thick white air wrapping itself in the folds of the fur of the slear. A large smile spreads itself across his face, and his eyes seem to be of a different sort than that of his usual demeanor. Sparkly, almost starry, but not in the sense of having an idea that inspires him, but more like a determination that would seem to radiate from his very being, a full air of sensuality and masculinity ensconcing his immediate surroundings. He struts over towards the bar and, not really seeing a bartender, and hopping over the bar, making himself a whiskey sour. He pulls out a pipe, placing the glass on the counter and packing his pipe. Lighting it, his leather jacket reflects the flame from the wooden match. A warm musky scent fills his mouth, spreading out from thin lips, slowly wandering up and around his muzzle and face. He takes a quick look around the bar and blows out the remaining smoke that sat restlessly in his mouth. The glass finds its way to his lips, without a beat missed, and the two tastes intermingle, becoming a full on orgy of aromatic oak.]
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I do love to hear from new people, so please feel free to drop me a line, I'm looking for someone to start up a decent roleplay with all the time.
Though, I am a bit prideful and a little elitist, so I don't like people who do one or two line posts. Eh.
Anyways, been a fur for longer than I can remember, and started getting really into the community around the time I was 18, starting with
thefoxtailtavern
back when it was a decent place to roleplay. I then dropped out of the community for a good year, getting my life back on track, before returning to where I am now.
Infinite love and warmth come your way, fellow traveler. May your days remain innumerable and beyond expression.
mmm... So much love I cannot contain it.
I am, first and foremost, a roleplayer. I roleplay with
The_von_Braun_Society and will forever be a lover of
tsukikitsunetanuki. Without this beautiful person, I don't think my roleplaying skills would have remained the same.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Some of my favorite work:
[A stream of smoke rolls down the stairs, holding heavy in the air, formfitting itself to each individual step, caressing and loving each inch of the ascension. The smoke pools itself at the bottom, expanding out and wafting around the floor of the tavern, licking the feet of the patrons and sweetly singing to their senses. A soft aroma that seems to find itself sashaying itself into their nostrils, cooling their minds and causing a sort of relaxing feeling for those that are susceptible. It doesn't seem to be much unlike the calmative powers of marijuana, but with a much nicer scent. The smoke parts on each stair as paws step on each, the thick white air wrapping itself in the folds of the fur of the slear. A large smile spreads itself across his face, and his eyes seem to be of a different sort than that of his usual demeanor. Sparkly, almost starry, but not in the sense of having an idea that inspires him, but more like a determination that would seem to radiate from his very being, a full air of sensuality and masculinity ensconcing his immediate surroundings. He struts over towards the bar and, not really seeing a bartender, and hopping over the bar, making himself a whiskey sour. He pulls out a pipe, placing the glass on the counter and packing his pipe. Lighting it, his leather jacket reflects the flame from the wooden match. A warm musky scent fills his mouth, spreading out from thin lips, slowly wandering up and around his muzzle and face. He takes a quick look around the bar and blows out the remaining smoke that sat restlessly in his mouth. The glass finds its way to his lips, without a beat missed, and the two tastes intermingle, becoming a full on orgy of aromatic oak.]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I do love to hear from new people, so please feel free to drop me a line, I'm looking for someone to start up a decent roleplay with all the time.
Though, I am a bit prideful and a little elitist, so I don't like people who do one or two line posts. Eh.
Anyways, been a fur for longer than I can remember, and started getting really into the community around the time I was 18, starting with
thefoxtailtavern back when it was a decent place to roleplay. I then dropped out of the community for a good year, getting my life back on track, before returning to where I am now.
Infinite love and warmth come your way, fellow traveler. May your days remain innumerable and beyond expression.
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