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I have roleplayed on tumblr but how is Larp different
Hello!
LARP is different from roleplaying online because when you LARP, you’re acting it out as the story is going on in real time, as opposed to typing the reaction based on text. While there are storylines and occasional directions for NPCs, the players are pretty much in control of their characters’ decisions.
In short, LARPing is roleplaying, but in real life as opposed to typing it out. We hope that answers your question!
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Pumpkin
"You should all dress up as smurfs."
Marco looks at his wife and smiles at her sleeping. She just gave birth too twin boys. " I love you." He says kissing her forehead.
Too busy off in her own dreams, whatever those would be, Adara only shifted in her sleep slightly. A soft groan left her lips as Marco’s lips were pressed against her forehead, said action having her stir slightly before opening her eyes to squint at him.
"Mm…Marco?" She started out, moving her hair out of her face. "Did you say something?"
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Tagged by: the-torn-wings-of-freedom Five nice things challenge! You have to post 5 nice things about yourself publicly, and then send this to 10 of your favorite followers! :D
1. Roleplay is love. Roleplay is life.
2. I'm in ROTC this year and I feel really good about myself doing that
3. I don't really have a weight issue :3
4. I have the sweetest followers and I love you all
5. I'm uber nice until you're mean to me. Then I'll mess you up motherfricker
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Raised Oblivious || Closed rp with chibiwingsoffreedom
Years ago, an angel was lost from the host of heaven. Her guardians were unable to retrieve her for she was in the human world and they were forbidden to enter at the time. However, demons had free reign. While the young angel was helpless and vulnerable, one of these demons came across her. He could have easily killed her, being as young as she was. But something in the demon changed his mind. Having an angel around could be useful. He could raise her to assist him in any chaos he'd desire and she'd be a valuable asset in a fight. He decided to take the angel in as his own and raised her, telling her that they were siblings.
That was where Eren found herself now. Thousands of years had passed in the human world so even though she was much older, she looked as if she were about eighteen. She and Aiden had been in the human world for most of her life and she was able to observe how the humans grew as a race. Often times her curiosity got the better of her and she'd find herself in trouble but it was never anything she couldn't handle. Eren was walking around the city nearby, invisible to humans. She was to meet Aiden in the park after he finished some business he refused to tell her about.
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"Hello there" // I love your blog and want to rp snk/dgray man kinda thing
"Hey, can I help ya with somethin’?" Lavi asked, a cheerful grin on his face as he looked up from his book.
(Yes! We must do the thing!)
"Do you remember this?"
"......that...that's mine." she murmured, taking the old sweater in her hands. The fabric, which used to be a light pink, had darkened with the dust and dirt from the passing years. "Where did you get it?"
