- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Quite often
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Dark Fantasy, Fantasy, Zombie, slice-of-life survival, Post Apocalyptic, Cyberpunk, Sci-fi, High Fantasy, Modern, medieval
Raikoh rolled his eyes at both the girls and Harri, who was now mumbling in between snores. Something about his mother, a man named Jack, her having too much of something, stop it, stop it, mama, stop it, that hurts, mama, untie me, mama, stop... "Hm." What an interesting and revealing dream... He could use that to his advantage...
Shadow continued to kiss Hannah, not wanting to let go. Something in his told him this was right, something told him this is how it should be. Something else told him this was a bad idea, that he should stop now while he still can. He ignored this voice. He was enjoying this too much to care about the devil on his shoulder.
Shadow continued to kiss Hannah, not wanting to let go. Something in his told him this was right, something told him this is how it should be. Something else told him this was a bad idea, that he should stop now while he still can. He ignored this voice. He was enjoying this too much to care about the devil on his shoulder.