- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Online Availability
- 3pm - 1am (GMT / BST)
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Monsters, supernatural, fantasy, romance, criminality, slice-of-life (modern or set in past, usually with some twists)
"You think my mother is intimidating? I... suppose she is, isn't she? She's not scary though, Percy. She knits, for crying out loud. How can a woman who knits be scary?" Snorted Sylvan, smiling to himself at the clear contrast in his mother's character. She was often characterised as being glamorous and most people would hardly expect her to find most her entertainment in knitting in front of the TV with a pot of tea at her side.
"I... don't think she's scary? Or your father, Rene. Just... not what I'm used to?" The human weakly smiled, growing paler the moment he realised what would happen if he did hurt Rene. It was inevitable that the truth would come out eventually, and he could only imagine how bad things would get after that. "...I wouldn't ever hurt you, not... not purposely, I... I'm not a bad person. You know that, yeah?"
"I... don't think she's scary? Or your father, Rene. Just... not what I'm used to?" The human weakly smiled, growing paler the moment he realised what would happen if he did hurt Rene. It was inevitable that the truth would come out eventually, and he could only imagine how bad things would get after that. "...I wouldn't ever hurt you, not... not purposely, I... I'm not a bad person. You know that, yeah?"