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- Me, Myself, and I
Pieter van Rhyn...
was born and raised in a little dot on the map of South Africa.
might still tell you that he's 27, if he doesn't get the count or do the math quite right.
stands 2 meters tall and weighs 110 kilos, and isn't keen on telling people how much that is in "American."
is amused by people who are surprised at his lack of education, and ready to show up those who say they aren't.
knows Life is the best teacher, even though she kills all of her students.
divides his life and his job between Vegas and L.A., and somehow thinks it to be a good idea.
works at an outfit called Carnal Cinema for a steady check, but works for himself for a bigger payday.
describes his position as "on top, from behind, up against a wall, and anything else they want."
is disappointed that he can't get that on a business card.
puts his sham of a "marriage" in the category of "the less said, the better."
isn't who you think he is.
- You, Yourself, and You
So why am I reading this?
This is a roleplay profile. None of it is real.
What should I bring to the party?
Your good faith and your in-character drama. If you enjoy writing stories, don't blush or blanch at writing gritty and socially unacceptable stories, and have a character who doesn't always try to be nice, then we should talk.
What should I avoid?
Leave your bad faith and your out-of-character drama at home. If you tip-toe around those socially unacceptable details, aren't steady, waste your time criticizing things that no one is forcing you to do, cannot (at the very least) be honest about your hypocrisy, or don't always try to be nice, then we shouldn't talk.
This may be neither here nor there, but I have been forced by circumstances to conclude that there is no practical difference between actually being a flake or a hypocrite, and simply acting like one.
What do you want?
Intelligent, adult-oriented play with fun, well-written characters. Someone who knows the "difference" between erotica and smut, but can write either at the right time, and in the context of a story. Pieter is a modern character with a fantasy backstory, but one who presents a realistic front to the world. I can come from either direction, or both at once in the right context.
I play well with and against others. Things that don't involve "expected" pairings are a plus, but ideas don't come to be called clichéd because they are always bad. The story is in what happens after two people meet, and not as much in the who, where, or how.
Anything else?
This is acting. I am an INTJ/ISTJ pretending to be an ESFP. Do us both a favor, and don't confuse me with my character.
If you've read Variel's website, then you probably understand my interest in creating scenes with other supernaturals. The scenes can focus on keeping up the masquerade in a modern world, or they can take a more historical and multi-faceted approach. The thing to remember: discovery is far sexier than omniscence.
I read profiles. If I can't read yours, then we're going to have a harder time getting started. It's not difficult to make a profile, and it's even easier to make it so that we can all see it.
Where can I learn more?
Well, there's the website: http://tarnishedhalo.moonfruit.com
You might also try some of the tablets in the Slates module. I write a fair bit about writing, and some of it might actually interest you. Start here and scroll south.
- Disclaimer
It should probably go without saying, but I don't mean for anything about this characterization to offend anyone's particular belief system. It's make-believe.
What you get out of this should equal what you put into it. As it is with all things, your mileage may vary.
Questions asked and answered via e-mail (preferred) and Instant Message. In fact, the easiest way to find out if I am here is to send an Instant Message, as AIM sometimes reports that I am absent when I am not.
- The Other Half Of Me
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Married? Naaaah, this is a touch more important...
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Character Perspectives
- Past Lives
Evolution occurs on macroscopic time scales. The simplest way for a character to evolve is having a long time to do it. Some number of lifetimes might suffice...
- Old Profiles
In some cases, our characters evolve. In other cases, only the way that we present them to the world evolves...
Out-of-character Perspectives
- On Roleplay
Everyone makes decisions, and everyone has opinions. Mine just happen to make more sense than do most others.
- True Stories and Fables
As you might expect, some of these are true stories. Others aren't, but perhaps should be. It's up to you to figure out which is which.
- Why I am a Roleplayer and Not a Writer
In truth, and like most people, I try to be both. But here is the "what" and the "why" of which way I would swing if I had to choose.
- Roleplay Compatibility: A Mathematical Approach
Well, none of those goddamn psychologists, sociologists, or English majors out there were doing anything to help figure this out. Someone has to pick up the slack, and it might as well be me...
Seeking Partners, in Pictures and Words
- An Explanation
Because every stack of nonsensical B.S. needs a justification, so that it looks less like nonsense and smells less like...well, you know.
- The Witch, Making a Mess
Just a Black Magic Woman making her way through the twenty-first century. Really it's not the same anymore, now that you can get eye of newt and toe of frog on the Internet.
- The Valkyrie or Priestess of War, Making a Scene
If you think that something is true, it often doesn't matter that it isn't. So will you have long enough to convince yourself that the Beretta she's pointing at you is really a sword? Probably not...
- The Infernal, Making a Deal
Just because the Cosmic Cold War hasn't gotten hot in ages doesn't mean that "their" side doesn't have recruiting quotas to meet. It just so happens that there are many ways to do that these days.
- The Ancient Deity, Making an "Escape"
Because neither controversy nor enjoyment knows national or cultural boundaries. Besides, who wants to be stuck in some demi-plane reminiscing about the "good old days" for all eternity?
- The Historical Figure, Making a New Appearance
Well, this is make-believe after all. In any event, they're not asking how they got here, but maybe we should be.
- The Celestial, Making a Less-than-Reputable Living
If the average churchgoer knew the "truth" of it all, they would have to clean exploded-head bits from the walls. It's like the CIA - "You don't know, and you don't want to know..."
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- I already know you and was just checking in.
- I saw you in a chatroom.
- I came across you in someone else's profile.
- I came across you in a Bebo Group profile.
- It was a totally random occurrence.
Hello Gorgeous. Thank you for the add. Look forward to role-playing with you pending when I can catch you.
Just because I want a little spot for myself here too. *writes lipstick across the wall*
Dominique was here
Now that is one hot graffiti. Mmmhmmmm
No? What will then? ; )
[text]: Knock knock.. Honey, I'm hooome. I've missed you, my beautiful Angel of Sin.
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Nowhere in this country, babes. I'm a true born English rose.
Pieter wanted a face-to-face with Blaze did he? Had he not heard the saying "Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread"? So what part was he playing now? The fool or the Angel? Surely he knew - in Blaze's case - to be careful what he asked for. Well - she was quite eager to oblige the Celestial in his request. Now. She only had to decide the appropriate day, time and venue for the confrontation. Hmm. Decisions, decisions. And then genius struck like a bolt out of the blue. The Succubus had never seen the star in action - well - at least not on the set of a movie he was making. This would be grand fun - it'd be like a pornographic field trip! Now that her mad scheme was beginning to gel she had only one thing left to consider. Her costume. Wouldn't Pieter be surprised and thrilled (well - surprised) when Blaze paid an unexpected visit to him at "the office" during "work hours"! The very thought of the look on his face made the demoness shiver with glee.
Come back when he wasn't asleep? As if! Where would be the fun in that? Nocturnal, ambush attacks were so wickedly delicious. Seducing (sexually assaulting) vulnerable males (of any species) was an itch that Blaze could never quite scratch to her satisfaction. Rebellious and contrary to the core the diabolical femme fatale was now compelled, driven to bedevil Pieter as he lay in blissful slumber. Perhaps he was aware of her compulsion to torment him (and pretty much every other man she came in contact with) then again - perhaps not. Did it really matter? The Angel was now stuck with the Succubus - rather like an incurable disease which doesn't kill you - you only hope and pray it will.
Yeah. Sure, Pieter. Whatever...
According to Scott Adams: "People enter the marketing profession after they realize that they have grown up without any particular skills."
Here's how our Hero - half-asleep in a "meeting" - proved that this is especially true in Porn Valley...
"C'mon, this is the wet-dream of every half-assed, half-baked marketing schemer in the entire San Fernando Valley. It's the games of the Triple-X Olympiad. Why is no one else on this?"
And so my friends, that is how you score an all-expenses paid trip to 2012 Summer Olympic Games and a video camera to record it. Stay tuned...
Blaze huddled over the doll muttering to herself. "Buzzkill bastard. Ruin my fun will he? Well. I'll show him." She viciously stabbed the hatpin into the heart of the rag doll clutched in her hand.
Betwixt and between
Beyond reality and dream
With the prick of this pin
You lose, I win
Choke upon this bitter pill
I bind you Variel to my will
It's not like it would do Blaze any good but it still gave her a sense of mean satisfaction to put a hex on the Angel.
Dreams are the sanctum sanctorum of weary souls and heavily burdened minds. The domain of somnolence should be a safe haven for the spirit but if you believe ingrained mythos and folklore Nightmares have plagued man since the advent of REM sleep. Seraphim and Cherubim - when assuming a human vessel - were not invulnerable to these nocturnal defilements.
A familiar voice faintly echoed in Pieter's mind, lulled him into a torpor with siren's prose.
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Nightmares do not creep;
And if I should die before I wake,
I pray the Succubus my soul to take."
Peter, Peter, Pumpkineater
Found a whore and couldn't keep her
Put her in a hardcore flick
And now he's paid to swing his dick.
The lewd limerick slithered through his slumbering consciousness in viper like sibilations. Mischievous, brimstone laughter sizzled in the aftermath of the impromptu, tormenting poem. That's right Pieter, Blaze was back. Miss her much?
I had this dream.......
Improvisation, my dear angel? I'm up for some *slap and tickle* if you are. Catch me if you can...
[text]: Ahh, my sweet sweet angel of sin. You are missed indeed. I still have something of yours that you need come claim. Still waiting on you to show. You know how to find me, Oh Feathery One.
I'm baccck...papi chulo...I'm gonna eat you alive.
l|text|l: "Hola, my own personal Angel of Sin. We should really get together soon. I have the final (complete) copy of the video game. First one is all yours. See you soon, doll."
text: What makes you so sure I was even at home during Halloween?
I do indeed. Come to London. I'm staying in a flat here. Let me know when you get here. <3
[text]: Well if it isn't my favorite fallen angel. Sorry I've been out of touch lately, doll. I've had a few things going on. Some asshole U.S. Senator decided to play online one night and then in lue of getting caught, decided to send one of his goons after me for any evidence. And when I didn't give it up, they torched my house. Good thing I keep all of my data and files off property. Anyways, doll, I'm in London. Yes, England. If you're around, drop me a line. I'd love to hear from you. XOXOX, Vanessa - Your favorite little graphic/web/video game designer.
I will help you wash away your sins