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aileen 2018-01-15 22:06:24 ID:4c4b44024 |
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絶対に、どの要素も一つとさえ被るなとは言いませんわ
でも見た目も性格もちょこちょこ被ってるってどうなのかしら…？
先人のPFちゃんと確認したらどうなの？
普通少しくらい気を遣うわよね（ふるふる）
ああ、気づいたら結構このトピックも下がっていたのね
そろそろ遠慮なく色々暴露してもいいのかしら（←屑）
万が一にでもお相手様に検索されて
このページが出てきたら言い訳のしようのないものね！
匿名を称えよ、匿名を恨めよぉ…！
んーでも
ワード使えなくなっちゃったし（登録期間切れ笑）
フリーのライターアプリもみょーに使いにくいのよねえ！
ttps://writer.bighugelabs.com/とかそこそこ使いやすいんだけど
やっぱり入力欄には勝り難い安定感があるというか…
よく見たら、↑の最後の一文
ちょっとわかりにくいわね
言いたかったのは、
「入力欄」が「writer」には勝ることのできない「安定感」を持っている
…ということ
誰に解説してるのよ、
私
やっぱり、独り言スレは良いわね
何にも気にせずペチャクチャやってられる解放感！！
貴方にもわかるかしら…！！！（誰）
しかもだいぶ下がってきたから特定の危険性もぐっと下がるしね！
ホットマークがついちゃうのが少しあれだけど、
If anybody sees similarity between English writing on this thread and any other private roleplay chats (including ones outside of this site) then don't worry that's probably bc you're rping with the same person
And by any means I don't really mind even if anyone *did* in fact steal my paragraphs. I'm sorta flattered to say the least!!
よーし、これで準備かんりょーね～
aliza creole
female
8~10
human
lawful good
istp
120cm
darker fair,almost olive;smooth and childlike
long,smooth black,cut at the elbows
light brown/monolid but huge
caucasian but somewhat turkish
healthy,that of a typical young girl
grass-green sleeveless dress and casual flipflops (summer)
ちょっと時間かかりそう――
んん…？！しまったあ、ｐｆページはぐぐ検索に表示されるんやったあ！油断しとったわい！
助けてくれ！
だれかあ！
こんにょ無慈悲な世界よぉぉぉ！
まあいいか！
開き直るぜあたしは！
ところで
オリキャラの左利き率高くないかしら？
私は捨てキャラ、過去キャラも含めて全部で15体以上はいるんでしょうけど
左利きは（覚えてる限りでは）二人だけよ…
しゃーないわぁ
ろる書こう（絶望）
By the time he was thrown at the ground, () was terribly shaking, someplace in which fear, physical reaction to bone-scraping pain, and doubt of reality overlapped. He speechlessly nod his in shameless piety. It took him longer than it did last time to finally find a stable point in his knees to stand upon, albeit yet fretful in every movement.
ていせいとつづき
...was terribly shaking, where fear, bone-scraping pain and doubt of reality overlapped...
He knew of a few places on the same street that offered something to eat. The greengrocer, the general... the butcher. Does this woman take raw meat? Or perhaps smoked beacon?
He carried himself to the shop's entrance in a manner better labeled trotting than walking. And, with little energy he had left, melt a small whole on the door's window so that he could sneak his hands inside to unlock the bolt. All parts of his body hurt, but his heart ached more than anywhere to know that he was doing his part to do harm to the city. He opened the door, frightened in knowing that he is no longer clean as he always desired to be, even if he ended up alive.
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