Tales of Shadow RP

As a serious drinker of gin and tonic, this was hilarious.

I do the Vodka and soda. 

This will never not make me laugh.

Those expressions are brilliant.

She had been afraid of this. She looked up at the being, doing her best to swallow any fear right there. She had seen worse than this. She could do this. "We'll, it belongs to me. And it surely would be of no use to you. It's just thread. If you need thread, I have plenty more I could give you." She said politely. "Could you please give it back?" It never hurt to try and be civil, she thought to herself. Though she wasn't really sure what she would do if he didn't want to be civil. "Who are you, tall stranger?" She may as well try to make conversation to ease the tension.

Reblog if you're always open to roleplay (RP).

Always!

I haven't seen it yet but I want to soooo bad! D:

Cecilia rubbed her arm a little at the goosebumps that prickled along her skin. Even as a little girl the mystery of forests sort of kept her on edge. It always seemed like you were never alone in the woods. In her childhood she wrote it off as woodland creatures watching her, just as afraid of her as she was of them. But now she knew better. She knew about….Them. They were always there, there and not there at the same time. Sometimes They did nothing. Sometimes They just…watched. Gathering her courage, she called out softly. “H…helloo? Is anyone there?” She waited a moment, the mist of the woods making her auburn hair cling to her pale skin. She wiped it away. Finally she sighed and resumed walking. Maybe this was pointless. Maybe there was nobody, or maybe this thing she saw just wasn’t interested assuming it existed at all. It might not even know about Them, about Acadia, about the Hedge, about changelings….about Tobias. Or what if it was one of Them? She could be walking into a tra-! Her thoughts were torn from her as her boot found an enlarged root to trip over. She squeaked a little as she fell and there was a sharp pain that ran across her knee. She sat up, brushing leaves from her hair to find a cut over her skin. To a normal person they would see just that, a cut, not bleeding much. She groaned and fished in her dress pocket for her needle and thread. She found the needle. She froze. “Wh…where’s it gone?” She muttered, checking again. Her thread was missing. Had she left it at home? Had she dropped it? Oh no! She got upon her hands and knees, ruffling through the leaves looking for it.

Cecilia rubbed her arm a little at the goosebumps that prickled along her skin. Even as a little girl the mystery of forests sort of kept her on edge. It always seemed like you were never alone in the woods. In her childhood she wrote it off as woodland creatures watching her, just as afraid of her as she was of them. But now she knew better. She knew about....Them. They were always there, there and not there at the same time. Sometimes They did nothing. Sometimes They just...watched. Gathering her courage, she called out softly. "H...helloo? Is anyone there?" She waited a moment, the mist of the woods making her auburn hair cling to her pale skin. She wiped it away. Finally she sighed and resumed walking. Maybe this was pointless. Maybe there was nobody, or maybe this thing she saw just wasn't interested assuming it existed at all. It might not even know about Them, about Acadia, about the Hedge, about changelings....about Tobias. Or what if it was one of Them? She could be walking into a tra-! Her thoughts were torn from her as her boot found an enlarged root to trip over. She squeaked a little as she fell and there was a sharp pain that ran across her knee. She sat up, brushing leaves from her hair to find a cut over her skin. To a normal person they would see just that, a cut, not bleeding much. She groaned and fished in her dress pocket for her needle and thread. She found the needle. She froze. "Wh...where's it gone?" She muttered, checking again. Her thread was missing. Had she left it at home? Had she dropped it? Oh no! She got upon her hands and knees, ruffling through the leaves looking for it.