Random RP (Short, never serious role-playing here. Jump in!)

[Samurai Rock!]

BlackMN

*She reads outloud a paragraph in the language it is in.* ...vhat type of book do you think you gave me?

One about Demons, Vampires and Familiars?  

[Taru Shinjaria]

heh hahaha Demons ... hehe gag cough gag sputter heh...  

[Samurai Rock!]

oh yeah...? confused  

[Samurai Rock!]

BlackMN

*She starts reading a few of the sentences that don't really say much in English.*...zis iz extremely old... I can understand zome of it, but not all of it... Veni might have better luck with it... *She smilled a little.* He might enjoy ze challenge.

Would you maybe ask him for me?  

[Taru Shinjaria]

ninja  

[Samurai Rock!]

Would like to continue this RP tangent so making a thread on it so the random RP is free again  

[psychotic__Gal]

Daph slipped out of bed and pulled on her clothes. A small sliver was just visible from where her sleeve stopped on her wrist. she looked down at her deep scar. The ropes that she had been bound to the day of her execution had cut into her skin. She sighed. Sometimes she just wished she were dead. She wasn't suicidal or anything, life just get's old when you've been 'living' for 200 years or so.
Daph finished applying her make-up with a shakey hand and fled her room of unwanted thoughts. She walked slowly down the stairs into the parlor. She took a deep breath, willing herself not to cry, and sat down on a couch. Daphne's will wasn't strong enough. Her waist was bent and her head went to her knees. She cried.

((I call this... Daph's day of depression.... ^^ ))  

[psychotic__Gal]

Daphne looked up through watery eyes. She rubbed the tears that were running down her cheeks and in her eyes so that she could properly see Black. She gestured to herself "I don't want this..." She whispered, though her voice didn't sound at all normal.  

[psychotic__Gal]

Daphne blinked hard to try to stop the tears, "Yes," She mumbled, "I've been here...on this Earth, for...200 years... I wish he'd just left me there on the stake to burn."  

[psychotic__Gal]

"yes...I was thought to be a witch...stupid people...they knew I was engaged to the Pastor's son. They had to realize how 'holy' I was. No, they didn't though..." She said bitterly, sobbing. She thought for a second. "I'm not sure why he saved me. I'm not even sure who 'he' is....That is..I'm sure he is still the living dead. He put a curse on me. If I were to kill him or he died, then I would also die, for real. It works in both directions... if I were to die then he would die too. I think he knew I would want revenge for not letting me die and condemning me to Hell." She took a shakey breath.