Alright, im back from break.
Bacon is good.
But, I have to study for my job now.
While I am feeling like I could RP, I cannot…
I need that new computer…
im gonna grab something to eat…
maybe I’ll just happen to find them?
because I really miss being on here all day long.
i cant do it
i just want to RP
come back guys…
i mean, come on, fucking a…
5: Interesting… More like rather dull, now that I think about it…
He scratches his chin, a small smile coming onto his hidden face as he thought about doing that exact thing once again. But, he shook his head and took a sharp breath, dusting off his cloak to get comfortable.
5: I understand. But, you must also understand this one thing. This thing about reality… Umm…
He move his hands in a circular motion, one behind the other. After a few moments, they turned to mist, that mist reforming into a glowing blue rope, very fine, but slowly zooming in.
5: So you can understand the premise of how our story beings, a little lesson in quantum physics. A very, very distant and small section of quantum physics.
The rope soon became visible to where each strand could be seen individually. The floating image kept zooming in, the first rope disappearing as the strands soon were seen to be ropes themselves, tightly packed around and on top of more rope.
5: Having a view outside of life, I have an understanding of the realities unlike the living. There is not just one reality, not just one version of the worlds that we live in. As you can imagine from this, there are more prosperous versions of my world. Do you understand this?
Rita takes out a small notebook making small sketches, and some rather vague notes in it as he talks. Her eyes tracking the movement of the image as best as she can possibly do.
“I think I’m following this so far. Multiple realities, equals multiple versions of one reality, seems simple enough so far. I don’t know if my note taking will keep up though, but that’s my problem not yours. Keep talking.”
The girl adjusts her seating once again, trying to get as comfortable as possible while still being able to write her notes. Her expression shows that she is very eager to know as much as she possibly can about this.
5: Essentially. If you know of it, think of quantum mechanics, and Chaos Theory. Each decision in one’s life, whether big or small, branches out into the many possible realities dependant upon the decisions.
He breathes softly, nodding as the hollow picture zooms in on a single strand, ghostly images passing into and out of, similar to 3D TV.
5: Our story begins essentially at the beginning of existence. But there is too much of nothing there to be comprehensible to a living mind. We shall start with the birth of my youngest brother.
The picture fades, and his hands return to normal.
5: As you can imagine, he is not available at the moment. And no, I don’t think you can meet him anytime soon. He’s…
im kinda sorta back
I will do my best
to get at least ONE
~. *kicks* how dare you ask such a question! Of course I would love to RP with you! That is… Once I can find my muses back, of course… T~T *hugs tight* good to see you back dude! TuT
A lot of shit came up in life.
Hopefully, I can get back into roleplay very soon.
Love you lots, guys.
Write with you guys soon.
~. I see you.
Pardon my not giving a starter, or not yet really looking through your blog for any RP rules yet. I’ll have to get back to you later.
Please pardon me in this.
Meanwhile, feel free to send any ask my way, if you like, or even creep through my pages, as unfinished as they are.
Alright, gotta go and be productive…
… I really need a new machine…
Even my typing has lag!!!
Did a group of mathematicians just sit around drawing lines before stumbling upon how some combination of the intersections could be used for multiplication?
I had to try this, and I am just sitting here awestruck. This is brilliant.
This is as mind-blowing as Misha’s shoe-tying lesson.
I will never understand how or why people come up with this stuff.
growing old; biological ageing - the endogenous and hereditary process of accumulative changes to molecular and cellular structure disrupting metabolism with the passage of time, resulting in deterioration and death.
Etymology: from Latin: senescere, meaning “to grow old,” from senex.
A single, stalking, solid black cloak slinked across the dreary landscape, the only cover besides his onyx drapes was the blackness of the night. Crunch, crunch, sszz, crunch. From earth to dust, from dust to sand, and from sand to the opaque winds.
A moment’s reprieve, the downward gaze now straightforward as something auric caught his eye.
Another fissure, outlined with the energies that have been distorted in his home world. Golden, enough to catch the eye of anyone. On either side. Who would be adventurous enough to jump through from one world to this?
DISNEY FANS STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND WATCH THIS. THE COLOURS, THE LIGHTS, AND THE SOUNDS OH MY GOD.
#reblogged in the first thirty seconds
Of course they used Sigur Ros. Hahaha. No, this is perfect.
FOREVER REBLOG! I work at the Apple Store and they just put this song on our music loop, I think of this video every time!
Every time I go into work at the same place as the person above me I will think of this video. I loved this song before, but now I have something tied to it. <3
*raises an eyebrow* Enjoying yourself?
The black cloak stands from leaning on the wall, her arms still crossed.
8: Not in the slightest. I’m actually rather upset that I was sent on the errand of a coward. You will know who he is, actually.