Lazy self is lazyOpinion time: what do you guys think of RP related writing? Would you guys like to read that stuff, if sufficient background is provided, is not really?
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Your SongTime didn’t seem to go by fast enough for Roxas’ liking.Your Song
He checked his watch yet again, frowning at the little arms pointing to hour and minute, wishing they would move faster and pull the evening along with them. If force of will could move hours, minutes, seconds – anything at all – the youth would surely have done it. Instead almost rudely the seconds ticked by ever slowly, the same as always.
Heaving a sigh of resignation, he slumped over the item shop’s counter, resting his cheek against the worn wood. Once a week it felt as though time simply froze for his inconvenience. No customers c
by ~Riku-Replica
Always a StrayIn winter the town was always colder, a deeper chill settling over the small community where snow always occupied the streets. Seldom did the cobblestone ever lack a veil of white, marred by footsteps of passers by as they came and went about their daily business. Snowflakes flitted along with the breeze, dancing through the streets with the biting cold.Always a Stray
It was normal enough to the people of the town, the citizens bundled up in long coats and scarves and gloves, more often than not home-made. Many were far from the same as they passed on their way to the shops in the square or back to their homes before darkness came and with it
by ~Riku-Replica
Wings of the Heart“Wings of the Heart, huh?” Roxas seemed almost amused, seated on his perch atop a house that looked far more like gingerbread – and was – than he may have found tasteful. He picked at the gum-drop roof tiles, eyes narrowed as he watched a familiar figure in black wandering the icing-covered streets, ends of a sable blindfold trailing after like twin standards of shadow and night.Wings of the Heart
Some of the inhabitants of the town greeted him and others didn’t, and all the while Roxas was picking, picking, picking at the rooftop. He broke away little pieces and pried sugary tiles from the surface, always watching the sil
by ~Riku-Replica
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wow I wish I could read your fanfictions...but Im too busy
I havent read fanfics for a long time!
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Love is like pi - natural, irrational, and very important. - Lisa Hoffman
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or what cha ma call it xD
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