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That feel when...

That feel when you took a week off and you're about to start the writing grind once again.

Bring it on, partners.
 
That feel when you send one reply off and are formulating the next one already.


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Tfw when you're scrolling through the members list and see someone reading one of your old threads before you realise that, yet again, it's just another of those damn robots!
 
That feel when you're just doing it for a random giggle out of your friends and you get the lip smack followed by the "nice" just perfect.
 
That feel when you just cant scratch that very specific itch 😭
 
ƒeral said:
That feel when you wanna write your RPs, but you have work pulled up on your other monitor, so you can only summon enough motivation to procrastinate via responding to random forum games.
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Are you spying on me?

That feel when work just keeps happening, day after day, for long stretches of time.
 
That feel when you step on ice, but it turns out to be slush and it floods your shoe
 
That feel when you've used the word 'gourd' to mean 'ceramic canister' and now realize your character is a pumpkin collector, using dried hollowed pumpkins to store dried fruits like was he from the Neolithic period. Whoops!
 
TFW you have taken longer than usual to respond to a RP but now that you have you want your partner to respond NOW!!!
 
That feel when you have a lot of stuff you're excited to do, and then get hit by a random wall of fatigue. >.>
 
That feel when you're excited over a new idea, but know you have to wait a little longer to play with it.
 
Deante said:
This is a thread for just putting down those moments where you have a particular mood or feeling that other RPers might be able to relate to. Could be good, could be venting. I shall start.

That feel when you're eagerly waiting for a PM or post from a partner, you see them active, but they've still not replied.
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that feeling when you get a reply!! whether is a message or a new post on the RP
 
That feel when you watch a bunch of Chinese drama series and your head is suddenly full of stories and ideas about mythological Asian characters.


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Also, the feel when you've finally caught up on work and are up to date. 🤩
 
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That feel when you're writing a story in first person, but you're so used to third person that you keep accidentally switching to third person. >.>
 
That first feel when: Your touchpad on your laptop suddenly stops working and you have no clue why because you are absolutely not tech savvy in the least little bit. Nor can you find the usb piece for your wireless mouse. It’s 4:30am and you can’t call the people that could possibly help you fix it! Also….you’ve been fretting for days about paying bills because you haven’t received your short term disability check yet and it’s rent pay day…..and even though you discussed it with your mom before you even went on leave and she told you she’d help you with bills, you don’t wanna ask her because rent is a big damned bill.

That second feel when: You, being the genius you are, hit Google and ask “Why is the touchpad on my laptop not working?” and it gives you a link on how to check what the problem might be and fix it…….and you do! You fucking fix it! All by your tech unsavvy self! 💃🏻 And then…..then…..you check your bank account and….BAM! There’s the money for your short term disability waving at you and it’s more than enough to pay rent as well as pay renters insurance and your HBOMax account AND still get some groceries!

Ok….a lot to unpack, I know but…..yeah it all really hit like that and made me feel some kinda way! Lmao
 
TFW When you remember past escapades that you fell for the whole 'Post an intro IC' and you do and you get nothing back.
 
TFW you have an urge to bump your thread for one new plot but know if you do some partner that was taking a break from RP will choose that exact moment to return.
 
TFW ya ass goes to the fridge tryna getcha drank on, but ya bum ass roommate drank the last Faygo and ya ass gots to put your shoes on to go down to the 711. Ya get there and you're standin in the cooler aisle, starin at them dranks, when your mind suddenly gets hit by the sudden epiphany that you are a cog in the wheel of a vast machine called Capitalism, and before behold, that machine is also called Death. The government is corrupt and we're on so many drugs, with the radio on and the curtains drawn. You grab a Moon Mist Faygo from the cooler because there's nothing more to do and you walk to the counter in a daze, a delirium, a waking dream. You wait in line, patience ever a virtue, and when you get to the register, you sit your Moon Mist Faygo down, reach into your back pocket, and pull out your wallet.

You pull out your wallet and it's full of blood.

Damn, homies. I ain't gonna get no writin done at this rate.

MMFWCL,
JCB69xXx
 
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