Chibi Tom Chibi Tom is offline

I think the goal is the more rps you do the better you get and doing it with different people helps

Well I learned how to improve by reading other roleplayers rps

Yeah I hear you without them my role playing would have never approved I was terrible at it in the beginning

Yeah and I've watched a lot of good role players go but in time you come across new ones

Well at least on here your welcome cause when your here your family :P

Well everyone has their ups and downs

Yeah no problem sorry for the late reply

Wanted to give you heads up its your post in our rp if you still wanna continue

I don't mind, I prefer to be the baby though, so is it ok for Link to be the caretaker?

I haven't really talked to them in months.
his occurred in the first grade, back in 2004. My class had gone on, I guess you could call it a field trip of sorts, to a local park, and zoo, Happy Hollow. I was dressed in my school's uniform of a polo, this time was the green one, a tank-top undershirt, and rounded out with the khaki shorts that you could wear in place of the slacks. However, the only thing not part of the curriculum uniform I wore was the Huggies Pull-Ups beneath the shorts.

I followed my class through a tour of the zoo part, munching on a pack of crackers and drinking a juice box we were provided with. It was around the time we neared our first snack break, right around 10 AM, when recess would begin, that I felt a pressure begin building up in my bladder and bowels. Even though I felt a few droplets leak into my PullUp, and my guts were gurgling a storm, I didn't want to miss out on seeing the animals, so I ignored it.

It was during snack time, when I was eating the Taco Bell quesedilla and apple juice my mom, that my bladder and bowels came surging back into full force. Squeezing my buttcheeks and legs together, I squirmed a bit, thankful we were then allowed to play in the play area of Happy Hollow. It had some fake animal paw prints in the ground, and a few trees. It was here that I began to squirm a bit more, and felt some poop start to turtle out. I didn't know where the bathrooms were, and even if I did, I didn't think I'd make it to them in time. Making sure no one was looking, I ducked behind the furthest tree, which was right next to a bush, and hastily yanked my PullUp and pants down enough so I could poop, and let go. Unfortunately, as I did my dooty, my bladder released, as as my PullUp was still covering my crotch, quickly soaked it. I didn't care at that point. As I finished up, I yanked my damp PullUp up, alongside my shorts. Washing my hands in the bathroom, which I found after the fact had actually been within walking distance, I continued with the tour.