Okay so…school’s started up again, senior year and all that, and my muse has been dead. Mostly I can blame the intense workload I’ve had since before the year even began. I’ll mostly be on skype, so if any of my mutuals want my skype then you can ask and depending on how much we talked beforehand, I’ll probably give it out.
But otherwise, I won’t be on Lina very much at all. I’m putting most of my focus on my grades and college admissions, and I’m aiming for the best. If I get my muse back, I might log on for a little bit. But otherwise, don’t count on me being around too much. I’m not losing Lina as a muse completely, thankfully. But she just doesn’t take priority right now.
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huge fucking dork
Nickname: Emi, Em, Koguma, Cub
Birthday: August 26th
Height: 5’2” :(
Time zone: Eastern time
What time and date is it there: August 30th, 18:34
Average hours of sleep: 6-9
OTP’s: MaineLina, Texington, Yorkalina, Connington, South/CT
First word to come to mind: hungry
Last thing I said to my family: ”Okay.”
One place that makes me happy and why: Poland Woods, there are no civilization sounds and not too many people sounds
How many blankets do I sleep under: 1-2
Favourite beverage: Orange Calpis
Ten people: agent-newyork, totallycompletelysane, abitofabadass, staynakedstayclassy, freelancer-agent-york, freelancerladymaryland, the-noblest-six, trouillard, pyrrha-nikos-jnpr, ask-a-rwby-student
"I thought you said you were a serious RPer!"
- me: i love roleplaying
- me: roleplaying is so fun
- me: this is a fun time
- me: takes 90 years to reply
[Agent Carolina is online]
// I’m getting dangerously close to my next hundred followers
// *nervous baer noises*
((go go go go go follow
[Agent Carolina is offline]
"I don’t know.." He murmured, gripping her shirt. To anyone who could have seen them this might have looked odd. The tall freelancer who generally never wanted to be touched, hunched over and clinging to his leader. His hair looked disheveled, as if he’d been sleeping for once- which he had been. "I don’t know, but I just… wanted to make sure you were still here.."
She let Wash hold her, whatever the reason was that brought this on. When he did voice his concern, it became a little clearer. Nightmare, probably. Carolina knew that she had had a few nightmares in the past that seemed real enough for her to at least find a teammate or two and at least glance at them to make sure that they were alright.
"I’m here," she assured him. "I’m not going anywhere."