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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] glythemere paused, standing up. what in the name of talos are these two talking about? she acknowledged the smile and turned her attention to the swearing lilith, and took a step back.
"lilith's your name, eh?" her arms crossed before her chest, gloves heavy on her hands.
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] she turned to the mage, dumbfounded. "what's her problem?" she was amazed at the assassin's reaction towards everything. "anyway, what's your name?" glythemere spoke directly to the mage, lifting her hood slowly, revealing the maroon war paint across her face.
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] ah! i'm so sorry. i've been extremely busy and stressed out lately. recap please? thanks~ //
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] thanks meise!
waiting on the other people to reply so i can finish their orders. otherwise, they'll be put on a separate waiting list until they can reply.
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for the time being, while i wait for marshall and kcalb to reply, the shop is open. you might want to expect orders up by next sunday -- a week or so -- because this is my finals week, and i've been really stressed lately and honestly, wcrpg is the least of my priorities at the moment. i'll get to work on some later today, but i've got to head somewhere now.
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] all orders accepted! i'll begin working on them tomorrow, as it's my last day of finals! thanks for ordering y'all~
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note ;; roleplaying character on this account so it may be sent to this, not my subbie.
of course, it'd come to this. hermaeus, with her black-as-twilight pelt and cold, gray eyes, stepped forward. she bit her lip, remembering the lip ring she's had placed there. well, she'd always remembered it, but at this moment, her consciousness was too busy focusing on one other thing -- that was unlike her usual multi-tasking self, and she realized as she felt the pit in her stomach that she was worried. what quest was to face her? what fate was to follow with the quest? mae shook her head, standing up tall and breathing deeply. "this is where i request the animal that i take into liking, yes?" man, her words were screwed up. "I'd like the canid, please. the fox."
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] glynethere scoffed, rolling her eyes. "stendarr knows nothing of me. and my aura --" she almost bit away the words -- "is dark, but that's nothing that can be fixed. it is how it is, i'm afriad."
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] bump -- awaiting blackie's reply //
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] Hey y'all- Just want to let you know that l'm probably going to be finishing these by Tuesday or Wednesday at the latest-I've got major art block at the moment and I find myself unable to draw anything that comes out right at the moment. l apologize at the inconvenience.
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] the nightingale gasped as she was pulled towards arovus -- but her heart nearly escaped her throat as the teachers moved towards him. "what in the name of --?!" she jumped up, ebony war axe in her hand. fire began to swirl in her hand -- what the hell was going on? without thinking, the elf moved her axe in front of the teachers, breathing heavily.
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] though the nightingale's heartbeat was nearly the speed of light, she stood as calmly as possible before the dragon, axe still drawn in her own defense. she could see lilith in her peripheral vision, but tried hard to make no sound nor movement.
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] update!
so sorry these are taking this long. i've had a lack of computer -- but yesterday, i got a laptop! i downloaded the materials i needed and am planning on working on some art today before i go to my relatives. merry christmas!
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marshall lee, your order is ready!
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unfortunately, i couldn't get the glasses or the hat to look good at all. sigh.
anywho, i got a new art program! i used it on this, and it just looks smoother and better -- i hope you agree.
if not, i will be ahappy to make a new one in my original program or a new one in this current program.
since it's been way past ten days, PLEASE do not feel obligated to pay me. i do not need your freshkill, especially if i've let you down with how long this took.
thanks -- have a merry christmas!
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[align=center][sub][font=arial][color=white] so, let's start at the beginning.
hi hi, i'm maddie or mexi or madds or whatever. i don't really mind what you call me, as long as it's something good.
so i deal with moderate to severe anxiety, self-consciousness, stress, and (though it hasn't been diagnosed, i think it's there) some sort of eating disorder. i'm less than a month away from turning 14 (yeah i know, i'm young and naive and shit like that, i've heard it enough times from my family).
i have friends. i'm not lonely.
but there's one friend who i used to be inseparable with. lately, she's been going through some stuff.
about two years ago, her parents got divorced. less than three months later, she moved to a different house with her mom, who was engaged almost immediately following the divorce. they were married in June of this year, and suddenly, my friend had two new step-siblings (who, even I agree, are heathens! they don't brush their teeth, comb their hair, shower, and are a huge big bundle of fun).
in later June this year, my friend's real sister was found smoking pot. i didn't remember, but apparently, my friend had told me that early january of 2014, and she'd complained about how i "tell my mom everything" (which is sort of true, but i mean, am i not supposed to trust my mom?), and so she decided that i told my mother about the drugs, who then proceeded to tell her mother, thus getting the sister in trouble, thus giving my friend the blame for telling me. (i did not remember of my friend even telling me about the drugs, and if i did, i highly doubt i ever told my mom about it.)
my friend was pissed.
you must remember that just weeks before, her mother had gotten re-engaged and re-married, and she'd had a lot going on. she kind of fell into a state of, not necessarily depression, but frustration. it followed with (or at least, so i've heard) lashing out and just general violence.
(years before, she was a happy girl who loved school and had high hopes and dreams for becoming a brain surgeon and going to a good college. now, on her facebook page, she's become very quiet and has occasionally violent, gory, or somewhat disturbing posts.)
so naturally, she stopped talking to me.
it was alright. silence wasn't something normal with me and her, but again, i had other friends and managed.
in late July, she texted me "Sorry," even though her mother told me that she said she "had nothing to be sorry for."
we haven't talked since.
or at least, she hasn't spoken to me.
i texted her in early november. i said, and i quote,
"Hey"
"We haven't talked in a while. How have you been?"
Four hours later, she read it, but never replied.
so, fast-forward to today.
her birthday.
the lack of communication between us is making me wonder if i should tell her happy birthday.
i have no clue.
problem number two. // note, i am a hypochondriac and have emetophobia.
this started late november -- the week of thanksgiving, i would say.
i went out to eat with my grandmother at a mexican restaraunt, looking forward to a good taco salad.
the food came fast.
i tried to eat a bite or two, but i became extremely queasy -- i had to run to the restroom in fear of vomiting.
fast-forward. i was in the bathroom for about half an hour (with no throwing up, but an intense fear i was going to be sick) and we had to leave and head back to my grandmother's house due to my nausea.
i was okay.
thanksgiving day.
i go over to my other grandparents' house to have thanksgiving lunch! it started out great -- until i reached the table.
the same feeling struck me again -- i was gonna be sick.
i couldn't get through the meal.
i didn't eat the rest of the day, but i didn't get sick. (note: this is my mother's side of the family, and i will be eating with them two more times)
fast-forward to two weeks after thanksgiving. wednesday night, my brother is accepted into a college he wanted, and we go out to eat at a mexican restaurant again. i can't eat again, because i feel sick.
same thing happens at a japanese restaurant the next day. i can force down a little bit, but i can't eat anything else.
and then on christmas eve, at another asian restaurant. i can't eat again. the smell of seafood makes me feel legitimately sick and disgusting, and i have to avoid it as best as i can.
what i'm getting at here is that my emetophobia is triggered by eating out at somewhere that's not my home (but only dinner, for some reason -- and i have no problem eating at school, but i think that's because i've faced that fear already).
so while i was typing this out, i spoke to my mother. turns out i have emetophobia, the fear of vomiting.
anywho, i'm supposed to go down to florida tomorrow.
after i told my mom about my worry and anxiety for going down there, i think she believes that i really shouldn't go. however, we have family down there, and that's the reason we were going -- so i feel like a bad person now for explaining that i can't go see our family because of a phobia i have.
am i a bad person?
i just can't control my own head.
problem number 3.
please keep in mind, i'm still young and figuring out myself, including my sexuality!
now, this might get a little boring or childish because it is middle school drama and it might seem a little ridiculous because i'm thirteen and i'm dating but it's a problem to me, and it matters to me.
it doesn't have to matter to you, but some advice would be nice.
so, er, about halloween, maybe, this guy in my math class noticed me. i was flattered, but not at all attracted to him.
he asked me out (or the middle school equivalent of being asked out -- he just asked me for my kik and we've been talking there, only seeing each other at school like that) and so i guess we were dating?
for five days, i was trying to not be hard-to-get, but we barely knew each other and he was showering me with nice things, like "i love you," "you're so pretty," and "you're way out of my league" (which seemed to be his favorite). i was flattered, of course, and would usually just thank him.
on the fifth day, i realized something.
so i texted him and said we had to talk. the conversation went a little something like me telling him i was pretty sure i was a lesbian (which he was okay with, except that he told a few people and some rumors have told me that he cried over me the monday we came back to school). we were over, and people in math would finally stop bugging me.
till thanksgiving rolled around.
(my problems seem to get worse over holidays, don't they?)
i had discovered that i was (and am), in fact, a bi/demisexual demiromantic female. and so he and i had been talking for a while, and he asked me out again on thanksgiving. trying to be nice, i said yes again, hoping maybe i'd bond more with him before i'd bring myself to liking him as well.
that relationship lasted until the sunday after.
i've been talking to him a little more lately, and he's apparently going through a rough patch of grass. his mom was in a hospital, and he was throwing himself a pity party (i have less sympathy for that, but i do feel sorry he's going through this) because his step-dad is a jerk to him and he'll be a "failure to his real dad if he doesn't win a wrestling tournament."
i don't want to be a jerk to him, but it's kind of hard when he's constantly asking for my sympathy*.
problem number 4.
ah yes, the almost-inevitable problem with bis, pans, and gays.
i think i've fallen in love with my best friend.
we've been friends since first or second grade, honestly, and we're practically inseparable. she's got her flaws, i've got mine, but hey, i really enjoy her still.
she understands me and my obsession for supernatural. i understand her and her obsession for parks and rec.
and i don't know, but i constantly crave her company. i want to be around her all the time. she's wonderful, the best friend anyone could ask for. i feel happy around her, i get this weird, warm glow. when i'm down, she'll try her best to cheer me up. we've told each other all of our secrets, and we trust each other plenty.
so i don't know what love is, but i'm pretty sure that's what it is.
i have three million other things i could complain about, but i probably shouldn't on wcrpg.
anyway, if there's any advice to be shared, it would be extremely appreciated.
*it sounds like i'm throwing myself a pity party, i know! i have to let things off my chest once in a while, however -- so does he. he worded it in a way that made him sound desperate for attention, like he was doing it to see how i'd react, if i'd cradle him and stuff, i don't know.
god i hope i don't sound like i'm doing that here
