- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Roughly 9:30 AM-2:30 AM (CST)
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Intermediate
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Alt History, Anything really. It honestly depends on how I'm feeling. I am always up for a good, solid Cyberpunk RP. I'm also up for Crossover RPs.
Rin blinked as the man, the doctor who had pretty much organized this talked to her. Smiling, Rin leaned her hand forwards. "Name is Rin, and I am here with Mr. Kamura. We are friends and when he told me there was an extra seat, I decided to come." She said, seeing that the man had no qualms being her friend for the moment. That and because she had dug her heel into his foot.
Michael thought for a moment. "Dr. Toshiro Kamura... Nobel Prize Winner, Member of the WHO, and Board member at Charlemagne... How do you know the Good Doctor?" He looked at the Doctor. "Because, he is blind. Are you his nurse, or an aide? Or just a friend. Because... You are very beautiful." Michael laughed.