I’m shy… it’s not that I think I’m bad, it’s that I’m actually just really bad at talking to people who I don’t already know. Sometimes I see other RPers talking about the person they wish they could RP with, but that they’re too shy to ask. And sometimes I wonder if maybe, just maybe, they’re talking about me. -anonymous
[[ HEY I am back ;u; I did it againg dissapearing for weeks without telling it, sorry ]]
“I could eat less sweets… or simple not”
“And I could give up knitting…but I do enjoy it so…it would be a shame…”
“May I see you knitting work? If you like it you should not give it up”
Arkham shrugged, “Well, my daughter hates me, everyone wants to kill me, and I keep dropping stitches in my knitting. So, I would say that things are bad. And you?”
“welll…” Jester folded his arms “Mary hates me, not as much she hates you, everyone wants me dead, and one one likes my jokes, also I should stop eating too much sweets”
“Right….so we both have terrible lives…but what are we going to do about it?”
“I could eat less sweets… or simple not”
“So how’s things doing in your life” Jester didn’t know what else to do, things were odd enough so a little question would not hurt.
Arkham shrugged, “Well, my daughter hates me, everyone wants to kill me, and I keep dropping stitches in my knitting. So, I would say that things are bad. And you?”
“welll…” Jester folded his arms “Mary hates me, not as much she hates you, everyone wants me dead, and one one likes my jokes, also I should stop eating too much sweets”
“I DONT KNOW! it just happend”
“Well, there is no reason to get huffy. And I cannot tell you how I made it out of @#!*% . I am still figuring that out myself.”
“this is too odd even for me..”
“Yes….It is quite…strange.”
“So how’s things doing in your life” Jester didn’t know what else to do, things were odd enough so a little question would not hurt.
