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"I'll protect you, Ib"
Your name is Garry.
You are about the age 19. You're actually more frail than you appear to be. You're easily frightened by things even if they are odd. Despite this problems, you tend to act as brave as you can to get by the troubles you have. You visited the gallery one day to see the works of Guertena until you somehow ended up in a messed up world. You found a girl by the name of Ib and escaped with her... right? Or did that really happen to you? You can't seem to remember well.
During your journey, you remember something... A blue rose? It's very rare to find a blue rose bacause you thought they didn't exist... You remember how it was tied to your life. That if a petal were to fall, you would be in pain. One day, you hope to see Ib again after this whole mess went down. You often wonder how she is doing. You hate these dolls with all your heart. They're just plain out creepy looking. When you were in the painting world... or so you remember... This blue rose was tied to your life. Every petal that fell off caused you pain. Was it tied to the sculpture in the gallery?
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[Put this on your page if you role-play]
"I'll protect you, Ib"
Your name is Garry.
You are about the age 19. You're actually more frail than you appear to be. You're easily frightened by things even if they are odd. Despite this problems, you tend to act as brave as you can to get by the troubles you have. You visited the gallery one day to see the works of Guertena until you somehow ended up in a messed up world. You found a girl by the name of Ib and escaped with her... right? Or did that really happen to you? You can't seem to remember well.
During your journey, you remember something... A blue rose? It's very rare to find a blue rose bacause you thought they didn't exist... You remember how it was tied to your life. That if a petal were to fall, you would be in pain. One day, you hope to see Ib again after this whole mess went down. You often wonder how she is doing. You hate these dolls with all your heart. They're just plain out creepy looking. When you were in the painting world... or so you remember... This blue rose was tied to your life. Every petal that fell off caused you pain. Was it tied to the sculpture in the gallery?
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( Aww, friend...I remember you real well. I'm the admin of 
! Thanks for putting up with my silly muse way back when. I remember being super fond of you. Hope you're doing well! And...If you're active anywhere else or maybe even here still, don't feel afraid to watch this account. I'd really enjoy it. Thanks again! )
! Thanks for putting up with my silly muse way back when. I remember being super fond of you. Hope you're doing well! And...If you're active anywhere else or maybe even here still, don't feel afraid to watch this account. I'd really enjoy it. Thanks again! )
(*sitting on my tail, while my tail stands up like a senret* allos there o3o i like rping owo)
Outofpetals; Thanks for the watch back
(~ u w u )~ Precious page
(~ u w u )~ Precious page
(( No problem ^^ Would you like to rp? ))
Outofpetals; Wow I need to check this account-
Sure!
Sure!
((/throws roleplay starter since we haven't talked in a while
and hey, how ya holdin' up...? Are you alright?
The sky was such a dark, gloomy hue of blue as the night wore on, being blocked by the tall trees. Tree after tree blurred past the weapon. Crunching of grass, brittle leaves and heavy panting overlapping what should be just the whispering of the wind. She ran on into the chilly night, cold sweat running down her face and neck as she had been running for a long while. How long now...? Three-four hours straight. She was running low on steam, only getting as much sleep as to how long she had been sprinting. Tsubaki was in a hurry, but what was she running from?
A certain nightmare had been plauging her for some two and a half months now, about 4-5 nights a week, leaving her tired almost all day. Every trick in the book she tried, flipping over her pillow and such wouldn't help. And now, she was running from it. But.... what exactly? She didn't know. All she knew that no harm could be done to the dark apparation, since she tried it a few times with her shurikens. She didn't want to risk confronting it, which could most likely cost her of life. Too many people counted on her. Then, her worst fear while evading struck, and she crashed into a something... wait, no.. a someone. She landed on her back hard with a gasp, the air being knocked from her lungs. She started to cough. She had little time, even when she gained some distance surprisingly. She hopped up after a few seconds, though, it felt like a few minutes.
The sky was such a dark, gloomy hue of blue as the night wore on, being blocked by the tall trees. Tree after tree blurred past the weapon. Crunching of grass, brittle leaves and heavy panting overlapping what should be just the whispering of the wind. She ran on into the chilly night, cold sweat running down her face and neck as she had been running for a long while. How long now...? Three-four hours straight. She was running low on steam, only getting as much sleep as to how long she had been sprinting. Tsubaki was in a hurry, but what was she running from?
A certain nightmare had been plauging her for some two and a half months now, about 4-5 nights a week, leaving her tired almost all day. Every trick in the book she tried, flipping over her pillow and such wouldn't help. And now, she was running from it. But.... what exactly? She didn't know. All she knew that no harm could be done to the dark apparation, since she tried it a few times with her shurikens. She didn't want to risk confronting it, which could most likely cost her of life. Too many people counted on her. Then, her worst fear while evading struck, and she crashed into a something... wait, no.. a someone. She landed on her back hard with a gasp, the air being knocked from her lungs. She started to cough. She had little time, even when she gained some distance surprisingly. She hopped up after a few seconds, though, it felt like a few minutes.
[for watching me back you deserve a bunch of hugs
<(^-^)> *huggles*]
<(^-^)> *huggles*]