ooc: Yeah
this blog is sort of dead.
I’m trying to get a muse back but I dunno
Ronald groaned while stretching out. It was boring night and the air was warm, who was going to stop him from taking off early?
No one.
What Mr.Spears didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, right?
He chuckled to himself before hitting his house and changing quickly before heading back out, he was going to hit the town and see what he could bring home that night.
After all, he deserved something sort of nice after working so hard tonight.
A cold pint, some good food and maybe some company would be called for. No, good company was needed tonight, he was in a mood.
ooc: I know I’m not a hotshot or the best Ronald out there…
But I do like playing with him and I just haven’t been active, I just don’t know what to do because you guys just won’t speak up,
I want to rp with you guys but evidently no one wants to rp with me
and already a few of my friends have deactivated, perhaps I should too/
ooc: Alright
so really, I’m kind of tired of just coming back to Ron every once in a blue moon, it’s annoying but only because no one wants to interact with him, aside from a few people and those are very few and far between.
So does anyone want to rp?
It had been a little since Ronald had made any sort of appearance anywhere, taking a long leave from work with no definite answer as to whether he would be back or not.
Sure it was sort of rude to just up and disappear, but Ronald had a little bit of thinking to do and he wanted some time to do it alone, without any outside influences and that was what he did.
However he was back and wanting to see some familiar faces or at least get warmed up and out of the rain. He muttered something about being tired before giving a little shiver under his coat. He was dressed more casually in jeans and a somewhat thick jacket while he strolled the familiar grounds of London.
This human realm never seemed to be any more pleasant any time he visited it. Always a chill that hung in the air, a moisture that hung in an ever-present threat of rain. Pulling a long dark coat tighter around him the lowblood king had shed his crown for the time being and made his way to the top of the clock tower for what seemed like a millionth time. Hoping to see an old friend.
Eyes accustomed to the dark of night, it took only a moment to discern Ronald’s figure strolling below. Leaping down on the glow of power around him Imari descended from the steeple and smiled.
“Ronald! Long tIIme, old frIIend.”
The reaper, whose emerald eyes seemed to give off their own glow let out a noise before adjusting and looking around for a moment. Though he was taken aback when a figure jumped down, from just out of nowhere it seemed.
He looked up at the slightly taller figure before cracking a smile.
“Imari, my friend, it’s been far too long, how have you been?” he grinned sticking out a hand to shake in a greeting. “How have things been going in the other places?”
He chuckled and bypassed Ronald’s hand to wrap his arms around the reaper and give him a hug, just to relieved to see another old comrade he thought had vanished.
“IIt.. has been dIIffIIcult.” he replied, sporting fresh bandages around his left hand. Spots of dark could be seen beginning to stain through.
The blonde was surprised at first, but he returned the hug and gave him few pats on the back, before pulling back to look at him. “Ah, well.” he looked at the others hand before frowning.
“I see, Imari, perhaps, it might be best to rebandage that?” he suggested before taking it softly to look it over.
It had been a little since Ronald had made any sort of appearance anywhere, taking a long leave from work with no definite answer as to whether he would be back or not.
Sure it was sort of rude to just up and disappear, but Ronald had a little bit of thinking to do and he wanted some time to do it alone, without any outside influences and that was what he did.
However he was back and wanting to see some familiar faces or at least get warmed up and out of the rain. He muttered something about being tired before giving a little shiver under his coat. He was dressed more casually in jeans and a somewhat thick jacket while he strolled the familiar grounds of London.
This human realm never seemed to be any more pleasant any time he visited it. Always a chill that hung in the air, a moisture that hung in an ever-present threat of rain. Pulling a long dark coat tighter around him the lowblood king had shed his crown for the time being and made his way to the top of the clock tower for what seemed like a millionth time. Hoping to see an old friend.
Eyes accustomed to the dark of night, it took only a moment to discern Ronald’s figure strolling below. Leaping down on the glow of power around him Imari descended from the steeple and smiled.
“Ronald! Long tIIme, old frIIend.”
The reaper, whose emerald eyes seemed to give off their own glow let out a noise before adjusting and looking around for a moment. Though he was taken aback when a figure jumped down, from just out of nowhere it seemed.
He looked up at the slightly taller figure before cracking a smile.
“Imari, my friend, it’s been far too long, how have you been?” he grinned sticking out a hand to shake in a greeting. “How have things been going in the other places?”
It had been a little since Ronald had made any sort of appearance anywhere, taking a long leave from work with no definite answer as to whether he would be back or not.
Sure it was sort of rude to just up and disappear, but Ronald had a little bit of thinking to do and he wanted some time to do it alone, without any outside influences and that was what he did.
However he was back and wanting to see some familiar faces or at least get warmed up and out of the rain. He muttered something about being tired before giving a little shiver under his coat. He was dressed more casually in jeans and a somewhat thick jacket while he strolled the familiar grounds of London.
