Separate names with a comma.
-Mia overhears, pulls a pillow over her head-
-laughs, really- well other than her. :) still. Most threads are dead or older ones don't noticed newbies. God it is sucking being a noob. TEAR.
Peridot: you sure you should take that off missy?
From role playing together, I mean! XD
I am sad now.
-Mia looks down, hums a tune to herself and goes back to hugging the rag-
-Mia feels a shadow and looks to the window, slowly straightening herself. She looks out and spots Sam. In a small voice, she calls out to her-...
I doubt that after everything I have seen thus far ;)
-Mia sighs deeply, noticing the ones who don't want to be noticed. Sensing she was not needed, she takes her dirty, empty bucket and mop and goes...
-Mia looks towards the ships, bites her lip and puts a strand of her hair behind her ear-
Great! I am looking forward to it. :}
(gah. Apologies.) Mia: -unable the fully understand the situation, she stand at her corner and waits-
*are
YOU MUST. YOUR HANDS HER TINGLING. I KNOW IT.
Mia: -she observes her heated surroundings with a blank stare- the floor is mopped, me lady. What will ya have me do next? -notices the new man-...
I will enter Pscychology-101. Thank you for the thread. I know I am going to come across fantastic writers!
Do it, I would love to read it. Like I said, I had stopped writing. Technically you and some other great writers inspired me to start writing...
Name: Mia Position: Deckhand Past: -she saw her parents killed right before her, no trace of any family, the ships owner; out of pity, let her...
Oh thank you, thank you love!
(sobs. What position is available?)