(So, I won’t be on tonight or tomorrow, probably. Just to warn you.
Hapkido class tonight and anniversary with Boyfriend tomorrow. >w<
Later!)
(*gasp* A handful of skyrim RP blogs that I haven’t followed!? Well, let me just fix that…)
zimtandaegreyl asked: Thank yeh' kindly, m'lady. Watch ov'r 'er fer a bit after yeh' send 'er off, too, would yeh'? Make sure she's in th' righ' place 'n wha'not. I know yeh' got a lot t' do, bein' th' goddess 'f love 'n all, but... /coughs/ Ah, yea'. Thanks. - Aegreyl
Of course. *chuckles quietly* She’s a child who needs mothering - how could I not be watchful? You needn’t fear for her. Be at peace, for my blessings go with you both.
(That girl, ivanaheroesbane?
That’s my bestest friend and she’s joining the shipyard now. There’s not much nothing on her blog yet, but soon… Soon…
So follow her.
Greet her.
Greymage her.
She is best person.)
ivanaheroesbane asked: Mother Mara, I am... torn. I have done things that I wish not to do, many in the name of self defense. Long ago I swore not to hold any scorn towards the Khajit, for they are merely trying to make a living in these lands. Today, I have killed one as I have done other creatures alike. I have killed many in the name of defending myself, but to make my heart more heavy, I have stolen things from their remains. I... am torn between what is right, and what is survival. Am... I damned for these acts?
The very doubt you feel shows that you are not, child. It would be better if you could defend yourself without killing, but if your assailants go seeking lives, they have forfeited their own. It is a sorry state of affairs, but it is the truth of this world as it is. I’m sorry you’ve had to go through so much, dear child… Hold tightly to that soft heart of yours, and continue to walk uprightly, as you have.
(I may have broken my artsy-block.
But I have friends coming over tomorrow today.
It is almost 5 AM here and I really ought to sleep.
Goodnight, shipyard.
And all the love.)
Today, I finally decided to take note of just how expansive the Tumblr RP community really is; and it’s mind boggling. We have every single fandom, from every single part of the world, every time zone, every type of household, every background, every kind of writing style, language, clique, personality, age, appearance, and health, and we all seem to take it for granted.
There are the Groups, and the Independents. There are the serious, competitive writers, then there are the goofy, flowy writers. Then there are those who don’t talk unless they’re confronted. I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t normally talk to anyone outside my comfort zone. I try to RP with other people, but doesn’t it seem a bit difficult? It’s frightening to make a starter, to begin something you know everyone who follows not only you, but who follows them, will see it. It’s scary, I know, but it’s a good feeling when it turns out right.
Tumblr Role-Players are something of their own. We’re a community, a family, a coercion of best friends and pathetic enemies who fight each others battles and love even when we’re not needed. We update our writing skills from our partners, and constantly ensure they know how much we love them. We don’t know what we’d do without Tumblr, and we’d rather not think about it, but I know for a fact that we’ve all had that panic attack when the “We’re Sorry,” screen appears on our Dashboards on Friday nights, the subliminal fear of never RP’ing again flashing through our minds.
And boy, don’t get me started on the shippings.
Then there’s the fear of your friends finding out; your family, your significant other finding out and freaking out, disowning you, or even committing you. You wouldn’t understand this fear unless you were a role-player- the fear of not being accepted, being disregarded and never talked too. Tumblr is a place where we escape, where great, insane minds who feel they’re alone come and find out that there are hundreds of thousands who are just like them. Tumblr isn’t just a hobby, it isn’t just a social networking sight, it’s home for some people. And there’s no place like home.
zimtandaegreyl asked: ... Moth'r Mara, I need a fav'r. We got this... ah... orc baby dropped 't 'r door 'n we ain' got th' resources t' keep 'er. D' yeh' think yer priests 'n priestesses c'n take 'er in? I wouldn' trust a baby t' too many other places, m'lady... -Aegreyl
(Whoa when did this ask appear? o.o *wasn’t notified*)
I can certainly have them try to find a home… If not, then perhaps one of them can take the child in personally. Thank you for seeing to it that this child is cared for.
(Welp, nothin’ to answer on either blog, caught up on Dibella’s plot and all, so…
I’ll just go and keep preparing for tomorrow’s pokemon match.
And regret nothing at all.)
