forum Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

Started December 04, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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(Oof…)

“Well… now you try! Do me,” she commanded.

“Rude,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair. “That’s no way for a respectable god to talk.”

John simply nodded in reply.

( bro.., ive got red spots all over my body O.o )

Big Oof

"Are you sure?" He laughed. "I'm— more poetic with a pen," he admitted.

I think to developed an allergy to something ":/ )

"Well," she inhaled, brushing hair frm her face, "What're you gonna do about it?" The woman smiled challengingly.

"Are you sure?" He laughed. "I'm— more poetic with a pen," he admitted.

"Go ahead, I won't judge," she urged.

(Oh Oof, maybe nuts?)

“I can’t really do anything, if you’re a goddess,” he returned, grinning.

Nah, havent had nuts for the past 2 weeks )

"Well," André looked sideways, down at a bank of asiatic lilies. "In a garden of these, my soul feels no flutter. Under your gaze, though, could make God stutter,"

"That stinks," she chuckled cordially.

Jane's lips parted slightly. She was listening intently.

His lips were shaking nervously. He took a brief moment to collect his bravery to continue. "I'm scared to die because of war, where I used to welcome the possibility,"

"That stinks," she chuckled cordially.

Pierre, passed underneath the branch of a beautiful apple tree, smiling. “It does.”

She stood upright from feeding the birds, watching him.

He could feel her eyes on him, and for some strange reason, it made him nervous. “You have a beautiful house. And garden.”

"I know," she smirked playfully.

Pierre rolled his eyes, but they were glimmering with laughter. “You’re a very modest god, aren’t you?”

"What can I say?" She shrugged. "I'm phenomenal."

His lips were shaking nervously. He took a brief moment to collect his bravery to continue. "I'm scared to die because of war, where I used to welcome the possibility,"

Jane pressed her lips together. Her eyes had flickered closed a little while ago.

Pierre snorted, but he couldn’t help but agree. At least, from what he’d seen. “Very funny.”

"Jane?" He spoke quietly.

"Thank you. Are you hungry?" She asked.

"Jane?" He spoke quietly.

“Hmm?” Her eyes were still closed. She was lost in imagining… something.

"Are you there?" He laughed quietly, touched her arm.

She nodded slowly and blinked at her eyes open to look at him. “I’m here.”

"What're you thinking about?" He asked softly.

“What you said,” she replied, still partially thinking.

John exhaled softly. "Too much?" He worried.

“No! No! It was great!” Jane exclaimed.

"Good.." he laughed softly.

Jane leaned her head on his shoulder. “You’ve brought me to this wonderful place, and for this I cannot repay you.”