#independent starter

[anunkindncss]

“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”

#open starter #indie starter #independent starter #indie rp starter #muse: anthony bridgerton;

[crowns-and-claws]

Open: Males

Muse: Malia Davis. 44. Founder and CEO of Davis Gaming Company

“Hey. So this calling over and over the entire day shit needs to stop.” she said walking into his office. “I’m an extremely busy woman who does not have time to constantly be answering her phone for calls or texts. I told you I would meet you for dinner and then we could go to my house and fuck. What more do we need to talk about?”

@indiestarter​

#starter #malia davis #open starter #indie starter #independent starter #indie rp starter #open rp starter

[stxrbxys]

_____________________ in their reluctance, ♥ 𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖎 still pays attention somehow, but all they could hear was the sound of empty words stumbling one after the other, and they wonder how long this is actually going to take. ‘ so why would i believe anything you say is sincere, you blurt a bunch of stuff and that is supposed to be all ? do you believe i am that stupid ? i wouldn't be surprised if you did ‘

#indi rp #independent starter #independent rp #m/m m/f m/nb #open. #♥ 𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖎.open

[overnightheartbeats]

open to: f // muse:  Diego Powell - private security/bodyguard // setting: stranger, someone he vaguely knows, someone he previously hooked up with, enemies (possibilities are endless really!)  

The shock on his face couldn’t be hidden, his brown eyes widened and his lips were parted. He definitely was not giving the best impression right now. “Apologies, I….” He quickly turned away for a moment to regain his composure, clearing his throat before turning his attention back to the other. “I was under the impression I was assigned to someone else.” Private security for old, boring men was a piece of cake. That, he could do. This, no this was not right. There had to be some kind of mistake.

#indie rp #independent starter #open rp #open starter #Diego starter

[vodkatoniic]

muse: maxine cooper, 22 open to: any, mutuals & non-mutuals plot: a week ago they went with a group of friends to a haunted house, used a ouija board, and things went very wrong. maxine has been seeing and hearing things since then, thinks the others have too, and thinks they’re haunted. 

    “You know I’m not joking, right? I know nobody wants to talk about what happened that night but--” She paused and took a deep breath in, letting it out slowly, “But it happened. We fucked with something we shouldn’t have and now... And now no one will answer my calls or texts, except you..” Maxine clasped her shaking hands together in an attempt at soothing herself. She worried her lower lip between her teeth. “Do you believe me? Or do you think I’m crazy, like the rest of them?” 

#open starter #indie starter #independent starter #indie rp #1x1 rp #(maxine) starter #**starter #(maxine) #(starter)

[silentbehavioriisms]

All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie. Nobody really wants to hear what you have to say.” Melinda was growing into a cynical teenager. ‘’So you don’t have to ask what’s wrong.’’

#lmk if you want her aged up but this is her canon age #open starter #indie rp #indie starter #independent starter #i need more threads

[honeytoast]

☆ Open to: All (F, M, NB) ☆ Premise: y/m and Isaac are neighbors. Y/m muse has been replaying the same song over and over and over again. The reason why they are listening on repeat and whether or not they know one another is up to you. ☆ Muse: Isaac: A 32-year-old pastry chef. ☆ Verse: v3 ☆ Time of day: Evening

Laying in bed, Isaac glared at his ceiling as he waited for the song to end, hoping with everything in him that his neighbor finally got it out of their system. So far they have blasted the same song twenty-six times with no pause in between. He counted. At first, he found it amusing, but by the sixteenth time, he began to wonder if he had unknowingly died and this was his version of Hell. Slowly the song began to fade out and for just a moment, he felt hope bloom in his chest before it was crushed under the introductory notes as the song began to play again. "Son of a-" Unable to take it any longer, he rolled out of bed and made his way out of his apartment and to their door, pounding on it loud enough for them to hear him over the cacophony that plagued him.

#indie rp #independent rp #independent starter #indie starter #open starter #starter: isaac #I forgot how hard it is to get threads going on a rebooted indie account. #I miss the days of having a writing partner who is down to write anything and everything together. #verse: v3

[wearebatbrats]

Open to all

"Why don't you come home with me? Come to Saltburn."

#muse: felix catton #open starter #open rp #open to all #open #indie starter #indie bi rp #indie rp #independent starter #saltburn starter

[tragiclike]

open to: anyone & everyone <3 muse: daemon ithilnaur, 599, high elf, mercenary, fantasy verse! plot: daemon just got out of a nasty fight while in the forest. ym happened to be near the area while this occurred, and though daemon tried to prevent any harm coming their way, they were hurt regardless. greedy as always, daemon can't help but look for ways to get money out of a situation like this.

"That's one nasty stab wound." The air hung heavy with the residue of magical incantations and the metallic tang of blood, a stark departure from the usual fragrant tapestry of wildflowers and pinecones. Sunlight pierced through the towering trees, illuminating the aftermath of the battle. Even the birds had fallen eerily silent, their symphony replaced by the soft whooshing of the wind.

"How tragic... to be at the wrong place at the wrong time." Daemon kneeled over the downed figure of the other, examining the fresh wound. "Lucky for you, I can help you. For a price. Or I can let you bleed out on the forest floor and walk away. I hear this forest is infested with bears." There wasn't a single pause between his words, nor hesitance. He's grown too used to this line of work, and with his expertise, they were nothing more than another blank face in the crowd.

"It's your funeral."

#injury tw #blood tw #indie starter #indie rp #multimuse rp #fantasy rp #anyone and everyone is welcome <3 #independent rp #independent starter

[marvelslegacies]

Noah | Open Starter | 005

Open to: Anyone Muse: Noah Dupont Setting: Thrift Shopping

"Do I look like I'd write my shitty YA novel in a Panera Bread?" Noah smirked, "Everything is a lie, nothing is real, these glasses aren't even prescription." he chuckled, removing the fake glasses, "I have 20/20 vision." he laughed out loud.

#open indie starter #indie open starter #open starter #independent starter #indie oc starter #noahstarter

[monstersxxorxxmen]

OPEN TO M/F/NB  WANTED CONNECTION: EITHER THE GHOST OR THE PERSON HE’S GIVING THE MESSAGE TO.

Usually Elliot didn’t try to help spirits move on, not anymore. The spirits didn’t have to suffer the damn consequences of going up to a possibly grieving person and delivering them a message or whatever it may be. But this ghost had been pestering him, Elliot hadn’t had a moment of peace in weeks and as annoyed as he was he was also sympathetic to the spirits plight.

Which is why he found himself standing around like a creep outside somewhere the spirit said the person the frequented often because he refused to look like a stalker and go to their home. He saw the person he needed to speak to “Remember I do this you leave me alone,” he muttered as he walked up to the person in question “Excuse me! Can I talk to you for a minute?”

#indie supernatural rp #gay indie rp #indie bi rp #indie gay rp #indie rp #indie smut rp #independent rp #open #open starter: elliot #m: elliot

[anunkindncss]

“You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”

#indie starter #independent starter #open starter #open rp starter #independent rp starter #muse: peter parker;

[crowns-and-claws]

Open: Males/Females

Muse: Candice Riley. 37. ER Nurse.

“Baby...No...I..I have to get up today.” Candice giggled as the other tried to pull her down. “I already called out yesterday and the day before I was off. The hospital needs me.” she grinned. “You promised you knew how to share when we started. You have to share me with work. I’m sorry.”

@indiestarter​

#starter #candice #open starter #indie starter #independent starter #open rp starter #indie rp starter #open smut starter #indie smut starter

[decadentias]

"FOR ONCE, CAN YOU BE on your best behavior and pretend to be someone you're not?" Mavis knew that she was asking a lot from them. She didn't want to go to a relative's wedding single. She hated entertaining questions asking her why she was single, or the worst one, when she was getting married. It was unfair that her twin brother didn't get the same inquisitive treatment.

open to: m / nb | fake dating - they're going to attend a family member's destination wedding together

#indie rp #indie smut rp #independent roleplay #independent rp #open starter #m: mavis #open starter: mavis

[overnightheartbeats]

open to m/f/nb - suggested connections: partner, friends, anything else! 

“Well, in my defense...the cabin did not look this creepy online. The pictures were different.” Maybe it was the abandoned feel or the fact that the last house they drove past was miles away. Irvin grabbed their duffle bags from the trunk and locked the car, glancing over at them. “It’s only for the weekend..it’s supposed to be a nice getaway.” He offered his best reassuring smile as they made their way to the place. Irvin checked the instructions on his phone, locating the key under a specific plant pot. “You see, it looks so much better inside. You still feel spooked?”

#indie rp #open rp #open starter #independent starter #lol again...maybe it's nothing #or there is something... #in which case..irvin might lost his shit haha

[vodkatoniic]

muse: riley harris, 23 open to: m, nonmutuals & mutuals plot: riley works as a waitress at a restaurant, your muse is a fellow waiter/host/chef/line cook/bartender/etc. they’ve been seeing each other (bf/gf, dating but not official, fwb) for like a month or two. 

“Okay sooo I’ve been flirting with the guys over at table five because they’ve been giving me heart eyes from the minute I took their drink order, and I have a feeling they’ll tip me at least 50 if I make them think they’re like, special or whatever. And if I’m right-- which I will be-- I’ll split my tip with you. And then you can’t be mad at me. So please don’t be mad at me,” She said sweetly, giving him puppy dog eyes and batting her lashes at him. 

#open starter #open indie #indie starter #open indie starter #independent starter #(riley) starter