#unalignedforce

my opinion on;

character in general: Impeccable. Rythel is a brilliantly written OC with a fine wit and a sharp intelligence that makes her engaging to read, as well as how dedicated she is to her family. Her sassiness simply adds to the enjoyability of her character. She is entirely original. AND SO LOVABLE I WANT RYTHEL TO BE REAL SO I CAN HUG HER AND LOVE HER.

how they play them: The mun portrays Rythel very realistically and organically. Her character doesn’t feel forced or contrived; she is very real in her approach. Rythel feels like a real person, one I would gladly spend time with.

the mun: ABSOLUTELY AMAZINGLY FANTASTICALLY FRIENDLY AND LOVABLE AND THEY ARE AWESOME.

do i;

follow them: ABSOLUTELY. Definitely one of my follow forevers

rp with them: ALL DAY EVERYDAY.

want to rp with them: I want a million threads with her.

ship their character with mine:

what is my;

overall opinion: I am very, very glad I started to role-play with Unalignedforce because both mun and muse are incredible and I love them. The mun’s writing style is engaging and the way she writes Rythel is incredible. I absolutely adore this blog and will suggest it to ANYONE. In fact, GO FOLLOW HER NOW!

8. in the shower

     Finn always had trouble sleeping -- even with an extremely regimented schedule back in the First Order. But, ever since Starkiller, his sleeping had become erratic ~ full of nightmares, pain. In his dreams, he’d always found himself captured, with no way of escaping. It was loud, the pounding of his heart beating rapidly into his ears. Sometimes, Finn felt the stinging sensation of Kylo Ren’s saber slicing through his back; other times he’d have to watch his friends be captured killed in front of him, and Finn could do absolutely NOTHING (those honestly were the worst).

     But when he awoke, this time things weren’t quiet as he expected it to be in the middle of the night. His dream was now a reality. They found their base. He heard blasters going off, screaming from his now fellow rebels. Eyes wide, he forced himself from his bed, ignoring the dull pain in his back as he grabbed his blaster from under his bed (better safe than sorry). Panicked, he ran from his room, hiding in the darkened halls as he sprinted throughout base. He was worried about himself, sure, but his first thoughts went to his friends. They of all people had to be kept SAFE.