#man of steel rp

[redeyesupeguy]

Welcome to a mutuals only, solo roleplay blog run by @generalnachocolor formerly known as @sizzlingwombatglitter & @soarsthroughthesky.

I DO NOT CLAIM TO BE MY MUSE OR AFFLIATED WITH DC, THIS IS A ROLEPLAY BLOG! Offline means: Not actively around to check messages or write.

Online means: Fairly active, will more likely check messages and write.

Mun: 21+

Rules:

You must be at least 18+ to participate as Mun, if your not, you will be blocked.

If I follow you, that means I'm interested to write!

This muse is MS/MV and Bisexual.

I am 15+ hours ahead of most of you timewise, so if I don’t reply then please know it’s at least in my drafts ready to go for the next time.

I am a fairly chill writer, but I love my characters so please communicate with me about plots that may be heading into Godmode terrority.

I do have the right to block anything I feel uncomfortable with.

Our muses won’t always gel and that’s ok, sometimes RP is just about readjusting, again that’s when communication comes in.

Lastly thank you to those that when my account was lost helped me out, and hope to see you on the RP waves.

Nachosizzles. ❤️

#dceu rp #dc rp #superman rp #marvel rp #superhero rp #snydercut rp #man of steel rp #comic book rp #indie rp #superhero rp promo #dc rp promo #superman rp promo #clark kent rp promo #clark kent rp

[the-craftsman-and-mover]

oh sweet providence, save us from ourselves.

#pkmn irl #pokemon irl #pokeblogging #pkmn rp #pokemon rp #pokémon irl #irl pkmn #regi ‘39 buried zero found’ steel. #the big regi rat race #// these lyrics are from the song Providence by Poor Man’s Poison

[annoying-since-98]

So how many of you want to see Nate Jacobs don r̵e̵d̵ ̵u̵n̵d̵e̵r̵w̵e̵a̵r̵ I mean the Superman cape?

What a concept by #itsRyanUnicomb!

#superman #dc comics #dcmultiverse #dceu rp #dceu #man of steel #henry cavill #jacob elordi #nate jacobs #euphoria #fan art #warner bros #enola holmes #michael b jordan #the kissing booth #digital illustrators #superman & lois #arrowverse #dceu fandom #dceuedit #dceu headcanon #tyler hoechlin #dean cain #tom welling #brandon routh #christopher reeve #george reeves #val zod #hbo max #ta nehisi coates

[penguinmaster9999]

Allright, it's about time I made one of these, huh?

howdy! I'm penguin, the mod of this blog. I got quite a few characters on this blog, but feel free to start any RPs you want with me. Just no sexual acts with my OCs, that's my only line.

speaking of, let's meet the crew!

Traveller

Traveller, or T, is my main OC I do RP with. he's a 5'4" man with a backpack, and severe trauma. he's 18, and he was originally a self insert! hes far from that nowadays, but there's still remnants of that!

Glitch

Glitch is Ts right hand man. he's not physical, hes a glitchy parasite made of black square particles. his outline is the same as Ts, since he doesn't really have a true form.

Hatred

Hatred is a pure manifestation of, you guessed it, Ts hatred. he likes entertaining, and is quite the actor! I won't reveal too much right now since I have plans for him~

Those are my main 3, but there's also the crew. as more of them get revealed, more entries will be added, in order of when they're revealed.

Engineer

Engie is Ts main researcher and arms dealer. he's a cyborg after an explosion that destroyed his main body. he's really smart, so don't piss him off!

Fallen

Not much is known about this goofball, but he has a fascination with knives, and is really fast.

Samurai

Purple armor, and a strange sword stronger than angelic steel. they show up sporadically, and are Ts best friend. they were killed during one of their adventures, and through a deal between T and his alastor, was resurrected. he's a bit psychotic becouse of that.

Sacrifice!Traveller

Given the name Zee, short for zelophehad, by noah, this one is a special story. he double died, sacrificing himself to kill Valentino, but after he died his soul went to husk. husk used some magic he learned from alastor to bring him back, but he can't speak, and doesn't remember much before his double death. he can turn himself into a naga like creature, becoming half snake, as well as full snake if he wishes, but other than that he's just a shadow child.

Penguin

This is literally just me, the mod. hi!

PEOPLE I RP WITH: (Go check em out!)

Gabriel and Noah: @ask-the-archs

big bro asmodeus: @featheryhoe

Jewel, the one causing trouble: @blue-gem-overlord

Charlie, who desperately needs therapy: @charlie-morningstar666

big bro lucifer: @king--of--ducks

husk: @deadbeatbartender

gender neutral neice/nephew (aka nibling): @1asta1

the children (noxie is my fav): @velaz-kids

Leo, protector of noxie: @leo-velaz

Aspen, who needs a break desperately: @aspenvelaz

good friend and first man: @theoriginaldickmaster

Big bro's fiancé: @mcalastor

Big Sis Lute: @lute-head-exterminator

(if you don't want to be on this list, or aren't and want to be, just shoot me a DM! or an ask. Just find A way to grab my attention.)

[elmhat]

// dsmp rp

In George’s humble opinion, the prison looked better from the outside.

Dream had warned him about the security procedures beforehand, of course, but George had perhaps underestimated the sheer, unrelenting number of them. Which was his mistake. Dream had always been one for the dramatics. Take away that source of needless tedium, and all you're left with is some dark little corridors and a creeping sense of claustrophobia.

“Look at this,” said Dream, indicating towards a giant round steel door like a kid showing off a new toy. A few clicks from the mechanism, and the door was rolling to the side, its entire body disappearing into the wall.

George might not be able to see the expression behind the mask, but he was willing to bet that Dream was grinning. Waiting for his reaction. Instead, George just continued forwards. “Who's actually gonna be in here?” he asked.

Dream only hesitated for half a second before following George through. He went to walk in front. “Well. I can't say that.”

There were cells in this room, George could now tell. Rows and rows of them, dozens and dozens, all the way up to the ceiling.

“You can't just build like a hundred cells and not tell me why.”

Dream shook his head. “It's not a hundred, George. Don't be dramatic.” More clicking, from deep within the prison, as he inserted a keycard into the next door. “And those cells don't even matter. Just a precaution.”

“Suuure.”

There was some kind of lever that Dream was messing with. George stood restlessly behind him, tapping his shoe on the ground.

“So…” he began, “if these ones are just a precaution, or whatever, who’s the main cell for?”

Dream threw a glance his way. “You are so annoying.”

“You're annoying! Like, it doesn't even matter, just tell me.”

A thunk, and half of the wall was suddenly sliding away, extending this horrible little hallway. Dream watched it happen without a word. But the silence after the door stopped was heavy, and Dream, reluctantly, gave in.

“Tommy,” he said.

George pondered this information. “Hmm. Tommy.” He turned the name over in his mouth. “That’s kind of funny, actually.”

“Yep,” said Dream, quick and clipped. He was standing in the new chamber now, apparently waiting for George to join him. He didn't.

“You're being all secretive,” said George. “And stupid. And this place— smells. And it's depressing. I want to go outside.”

Dream exhaled deeply. “You can't just get out from here, we'd have to go all the way back again.”

“But, I don't know— where do the prisoners go outside?”

“They don't.” It was the kind of tone that didn't invite debate. “The courtyard was sealed up. It's indoors now.”

“Why?”

“Because it wasn't safe!” Dream snapped. His hands waved around thoughtlessly while he tried to piece his words together. “This was supposed to be a tour, not a— an interrogation. And, it’s— I just— The prisoner doesn't need stuff… like that.”

And maybe it wasn't even what Dream said, maybe he could call it some kind of divine premonition, but George's tapping went still and his blood went cold and his eyes remained glued to the man in front of him, and the man looked back, and it was as if, for just a moment, they could both read the truth from the other’s mind.

George was the first to look away; there was an awful tightness in his chest. “Just… look after the prisoner,” he said.

Dream scoffed. “What? Since when do you care about the prisoner?”

“Promise me,” George demanded suddenly. “Promise you know what you're doing.”

The force of it seemed to take the words from Dream’s mouth. George’s concern hung unspoken between them. Now, it was all either of them could do to simply exist here, in the same space, breathing in the same foul air. Slowly but surely, Dream nodded.

“I promise.”

#dreblr #c!dream #c!george #c!gnf #c!dnf #pandora's vault #drabbles #my writing #this doesn't make sense in canon but who cares about canon!

[lewd-labs]

Endrance Testing

closed rp with @raunchyremnant In front of penny was a heavy thick steel door, a light blue key pad glowed slighly on the left of the door. Around her the walls had nothing other than poster refering to warning and precaution, floors and ceillings the same other than words depicting where you are. In this case shes at "Testing Room 6". Everything being some white, grey or gun-metal color it was not the most soothing place to be. "Hello you must be ms.Polendina, you seem to be quite early " A voice over her shoulder asked, The words came from a farly tall mixed man black hair pulled back into a man bun and wearing a grey lab coat with a black rimmed pair of glasses. "Im director james of the augment engineering corps, its delightful to meet you" He extended out a hand.

#rp #the Endrance test

[overgrown-memory]

Oh...? A new specimen?

“Life keeps growing and wilting, no matter what – erosion eating away at it… This is why I seek to eternally preserve it.”

— RUAN LIAN 

A sly and humourous scholar, and Member #80 of the Genius Society; who also happens to be Ruan Mei’s little brother. An expert in the biological sciences, who focuses on preserving life to make it eternal rather than figure out how to create new things from nothing. Like his sister, he greatly enjoys desserts, however also enjoys traditional poetry and music. 

AGE: “Young Man”

SPECIES: Human. 

PRONOUNS: Any.

FACTIONS: The Genius Society. 

PATH: The Preservation. 

ELEMENT: Wind. 

— NOTES ABOUT THE CHARACTER

THIS is Ruan Lian's character doc, which involves character stories, voicelines, lightcone descs, and more!

Ruan Lian identifies as genderqueer and aroace. 

He is single, but can be a bit of a flirt and tends to enjoy teasing Aventurine.

Ruan Lian does not anger quickly, and typically laughs when faced with aggression. He is not necessarily haughty, but he knows his own worth and is assured in it, and will therefore not respond to being ordered around and will merely ridicule whoever attempts to do so. He can be cruel and vicious with his words, and has an almost fox-like disposition if he is not acting neutral.

Ruan Lian, as the name suggests, is Ruan Mei’s brother. 

Ruan Lian has low levels of empathy, and frequently commits to morally questionable experiments, just like his sister. However, there are people that he truly does care for and genuinely wish the best for, including family and close friends. Ruan Lian is fiercely determined and will stop at nothing to achieve his goal, sacrificing time and people like pawns if necessary. He also is quite vengeful to those who hurt those he loves, going to great lengths to return the favour once someone has gotten on his bad side. 

I mean, if you managed to piss him off, you’re in for a world of pain. 

Ruan Lian will often seek a neutral or positive relationship with those he deems ‘interesting’ or ‘potential specimens’. He has a generally positive relationship with the other Genius Society members, and is neutral on the subject of Dr. Ratio.  

— TAGGING SYSTEM 

preserving life . 🌸 | for in-character posts & reblogs

flow of time . ⌛ | for random thoughts

stopping time . 🕯️ | for answering asks

an equal mind . 💡 | for interactions with others from the genius society

twin strings . 💮 | for interactions with ruan mei

reversing the clock . 💎 | for interactions with herta

a fellow friend . 🌻 | for interactions with yu qingtu

cold steel . 🔩 | for interactions with screwllum

rubber ducks . 🦆 | for interactions with stephen

a fascinating specimen . 🎴 | for interactions with aventurine

flourishing potential . 📘 | for interactions with dr. ratio

familiar instruments . 🌼 | for interactions with canon characters

a foreign song . 🌺 | for interactions with ocs!

erosion . 🌷 | for writing starters/bits

home . 🌹 | ooc!

— NOTES FROM THE MOD 

I use they/them pronouns!

I am a minor. NO NSFW. 

I love interacting w/OCS. 

If you want to RP a specific situation you’re free to!

I get wordy sometimes with my replies. No need to respond with the same amount of energy.

I respond quickly, even though I’m in school.

Feel free to say hi in the inbox!

No flirting with the mod. I’m taken. :) 

I am the same person that mods @yingchens-writings, @dreamingmachinery, @nihility-zel and @robbery-dollie, so the format is NOT stolen.

If you want to use my formats, ASK FIRST. 

#hsr oc #hsr ocs #honkai star rail oc #hsr oc rp #honkai star rail roleplay #hsr roleplay #honkai star rail rp #oc #oc rp #rp #oc rp blog #honkai star rail #hsr #ocs

[animentality]

Gods I was kinda into DurgexGortash before but after following your blog for few days I just can't stop thinking abut them. I think my Druge is gonna have a really REALLY hard time resisting siding with Gortash, even though the entire party will probably think he finally went mad. He is gonna reject Bhaal and do his best to dismantle his own world-ending plan but killing Gortash? This horrible slaver whom he doesn't even remember? Who hurt his sweet tiefling friend? Who... somehow... makes him feel... happy? How am I even supposed to explain it to Wyll? To Karlach??? Arghhh

My poor paladin's confusion at his own feelings is delicious I tell you. For the first time I really don't know how am I going to end his campaign.

OK BUT I DID THE EXACT SAME THING????

I was playing the goody two shoes for my ENTIRE campaign, until I got to Gortash.

I skipped both of the quests that I thought he would hate, the Steel Foundry and the Iron Throne.

Even though I knew that his fate was sealed, I still wanted to be on his side, just for a little while. I wanted him to be there, at the very end, even though I knew it wouldn't last.

It's so fucking dumb.

He's pixels on a SCREEN.

But I wanted to keep him.

And I did like...every good thing before that.

So trust me, I get it.

I was playing a good guy...but because of my own headcanons and delululand durgetash infected brain, I skipped two whole quests and gave myself a different ending, JUST because I am attached to an Enver Gortash that barely exists in game.

I KNOW that I'm crazy!!!

I KNOW that Enver Gortash is not that deep!

But I am obsessed with him. I am obsessed with Dark Urge.

I hurt when I think about them, separately, and even worse when I think about them together.

And I know I'm certifiable. I'm going off like.

A note, and one scene.

But it was real enough to alter my goddamn gameplay.

not the second time around, because I do want this one achievement....but my first time, yes.

I altered my RP for that man.

I broke character for him.

#enver gortash #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #durgetash #dark urge

[dreamsoffantasty]

━━ ❀               𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒    𝐏𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡'𝐬    ❀ ( lyrical meme appreciation featuring songs various albums, please feel free to change the pronouns as you see fit  ! some of the lyrics changed to fit better for RP purposes. anything with 'insert ' please put in what you would like to best fit the quote. )      

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐄

❛ The darkness comes alive, feeding on me. ❜

❛ The howling Norse inside, overtakes me. ❜

❛ The time has come to stand and fight. ❜

❛ Draw your axes, let them fly ! ❜

❛ Unleash the warrior you've become. ❜

❛ Rise up, rise up, it is time for war. ❜

❛ Indestructible fortitude, wielding powers of {godname}. ❜

❛ I've got the heart of a warrior, heart of a {insert}. ❜

❛ Nothing can stop me, move out of my way. ❜

❛ Bloodlust is rising, hurricane in my veins. ❜

❛ We are, we are, we are {insert} ! ❜

❛ The sickness all around, infests me... ❜

❛ Chaos inside, runs through me. ❜

❛ The time has come to stand and fight ! ❜

❛ Draw your axes, let them fly ! Release the warrior you've become and fight ! ❜

❛ I've got the heart of a warrior. ❜

❛ Nothing can stop me, move out of my way. Bloodlust is rising, hurricane in my veins. ❜

𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊

❛ Winter nights of blood and steel, war amongst {insert}. ❜

❛ Plains being converted to ash, raze the fields and burn it all... ❜

❛ Sound the horns, the enemy shall fear, unleash our war cry ! The battle for {insert} is ours. ❜

❛ {insert}, get ready for war. ❜

❛ This is something worth fighting for ! ❜

❛ Can you taste the blood of man ? ❜

❛ Can you taste the victory ? ❜

❛ Are you ready to die in war ? ❜

❛ Glory in the battlefield, forming lines of dirt and green. ❜

❛ March to claim our history ! ❜

𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍

❛ The everlasting darkness, begins to fill into my heart. ❜

❛ A hundred days, a hundred more we sail unto the battle for our home. ❜

❛ My love, I will fight this war for you. ❜

❛ If I fall, I'll see you again. ❜

❛ No matter the fight, I'll stand up and rise. I'll carry this weight across all divides and if it's my time just know that I have loved you ! ❜

❛ As I sail far from home, I can't help but think of you… ❜

❛ I miss everything I love If you hear me Oh I… Love you. ❜

❛ My love, I will fight this war for you and if I fall I'll see you again. ❜

❛ No matter the fight I'll stand up and rise. ❜

❛ I'll carry this weight across all divides. ❜

❛ I'll remember everything with you and I'll remember how you changed me. ❜

❛ I'll remember. ❜

❛ I'll remember everything, and I'll remember till the day I rest my eyes. ❜

𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐀𝐑

❛ I feel the aura on the breath of man. ❜

❛ With time let the fear sink in. ❜

❛ The bodies burn, our kingdom falls. ❜

❛ With no sacrifice what's for your kin ? Mercy is a-coming but I'm not your friend. ❜

❛ Do you know who I am ? ❜

❛ I'm the god/goddess of {insert}. ❜

❛ Destined blood filling my veins, commanding my power, annihilating the pain. ❜

❛ I drink from your bones that bled. ❜

❛ Finger on the string and my heart on the bow, one by one falling down like snow. ❜

❛ Armor on the flesh but my blade's in the wound. ❜

❛ You mock my deity ! ❜

❛ Do you know who I am ? I'm the god/goddess of {insert}. ❜

❛ Horns full of mead, as I drink from your bones that bled. ❜

❛ Mercy is a-coming but I'm not your friend.. ❜

𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

❛ The nightmare of eternity, marches right before your eyes. ❜

❛ As the ground begins to shake, Ravens fly amongst the sky. ❜

❛ Battles of great divine. ❜

❛ Torn hearts of fear and cries, let the rage of war ignite. ❜

❛ We were born to rise ! ❜

❛ We're gonna raid all your shit, annihilate your villages, plunder all for the hell of it. ❜

❛ Warriors, stand up, fight ! ❜

❛ You're going down tonight ! ❜

❛ Berserkers, fury of war - ❜

❛ Man/Woman of honor, man/woman of war. ❜

❛ Tales be told forever more - bloody axes, bloody fields, fight with honor, clash of shields. ❜

❛ Fearless soldiers fight with heart. ❜

❛ Haunting lands of man and steel. ❜

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑

❛ The weapon in the storm clashing in the sky. ❜

❛ The horns of {insert}, calls for war. ❜

❛ The ground will shake and the sun will fall and the war bears march as we bellow through the halls. ❜

❛ I will rise and push on through. ❜

❛ I'll prove my might and show my strength. ❜

❛ The limit of my mercy follows you. ❜

❛ I've got the power of {insert} in my hands. ❜

❛ Thunderous hammer that will sing across all the land. ❜

❛ Lightning strikes as I storm through the valleys of death. ❜

❛ You follow the empire ! ❜

❛ Thunderous {insert} that will sing across all the land. ❜

❛ We embrace our fears through realms of the dead. ❜

❛ The path to {insert} is the honor we share. ❜

❛ Blood by oath, iron swords by bond, no matter the realm, we're kings till dawn. ❜

#✧ 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 ┊ meme resources #rp meme #inbox memes #sentence starters #askbox meme #peyton parrish lyrics

[petitfarron]

Write about a member of your ship giving the other a special gift.

Thanks for the ask! I'm sorry it took me forever to get to it but I'm here now!

Farron's actually given Dusk a few special gifts already but I'm just going to choose one of my favorite moments and re-write it in a not-from-our-rp style instead! ♡

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

It was well into the night, and the house was silent with all occupants fast asleep; a peaceful atmosphere.

Mostly.

The soft sounds of tinkering could be heard from the basement. There was still one who hadn't found sleep yet and couldn't until the task he set out to complete was done. It was important!

And so Farron sat at Dusk's workbench, trying his hand at a craft he wasn't all too familiar with yet so that he could surprise the love of his life with an old gift restored. He always meant to transform the tiny, dried gloxinia flower from their first date into something more.

Sure, he had already given Dusk a necklace previously, but he couldn't help but think another, more sentimental type that he could carry with him anywhere would be perfect. They were both horrifically sappy and sentimental, after all.

Applying the final touches to his craft, Farron wiped the back of his hand across his brow and sighed softly as he held the delicate chain up to the light to inspect his work. A glint reflected off the small, glass bottle he had attached and enchanted, revealing the dried flower within. Obviously, his hand would never be up to par with that of a master goldsmiths, but he felt a certain amount of pride nonetheless. It was important to him to make this gift himself rather than have it commissioned... and here it was! Finished and beautiful, to his eyes.

All that was left was to slip it around Dusk's neck without waking him...

Steeling himself, Farron drew in the deepest breath his lungs would allow. Exhaling shakily, his nerves getting the better of him, he pushed himself to his feet and started the daunting task of getting back up two flights of stairs without waking anyone. He thanked the gods that no one but him could hear the way his heart was pounding or how the blood rushed in his ears in such a defeaning way.

One step had betrayed him on the way up with a low groan, and he held his breath, ears swiveling forward on high alert. And there he stood for much longer than he needed before he found the courage to continue. All remained silent, and deep down, he knew he didn't need to worry as much as he had been.

The sight of Dusk fast asleep in bed surrounded by amaro, a rabbit and a duck warmed his heart, and Farron carefully climbed into the bed with them. Luckily, not a single one stirred, and he quietly let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding.

It was now or never.

Slowly crawling up next to his partner's sleeping form, Farron held both ends of the necklace, and quick as he could, he slid one end under Dusk's neck, clasping both ends together with ease. A loving smile played onto his lips, and he leaned over to press a lingering, gentle kiss to Dusk's forehead. His heart was still pounding fiercely as he adjusted the chain so the clasp was out of sight.

Late night shenanigans completed, all that was left was to sleep until morning when Dusk would notice the new adornment hanging from his neck. Until then? Farron would attempt to sleep through his excitement and giddiness.

And sleep he did.

In mere moments of being cuddled up with his favorite person, he drifted off, dreaming of how lucky it was that they had ever met. He would forever be thankful to have had such a chance in his life, and he would treasure this man like the gift he was until the end of his days.

#I have all the words syndrome sometimes #I am so fucking sorry lol #I'm also feeling shy and anxious shoving my writing out there #but here it is anyways! #now I'm gonna go crawl in a hole #BYE #obligatory dusk and farron tag

[the-craftsman-and-mover]

feed the rich and kill the poor.

turn out the lights and just ignore what’s going on outside.

#pkmn irl #pokemon irl #pokeblogging #pkmn rp #pokemon rp #pokémon irl #irl pkmn #regi ‘39 buried zero found’ steel. #the big regi rat race #// this is again from Proovidence by Poor Man’s Poison. i love that song #// Providence* not Proovidence

[rphelperblog]

King of Scars Quote RP Meme

inspired by @multistoty @stormlit @stcrmhund @amruination

book by Leigh Bardugo

“Stop punishing yourself for being someone with a heart. You cannot protect yourself from suffering. To live is to grieve. You are not protecting yourself by shutting yourself off from the world. You are limiting yourself.” 

“When the gods give you another look at the world, best enjoy it.” 

“Boys and girl who had always seemed nice enough until they developed a taste for others' tears.” 

“Everyone is so concerned with the naming of their wounds and the tending of them, It's tiresome.” 

“Fear is a phoenix... You can watch it burn a thousand times and still it will return.” 

“Our first job is always to survive. I won’t apologize for it.” 

“I’d like to see if an excess of irony can actually kill a man.” 

“I’ll do all of it. But not tonight. Tonight let’s pretend we’re an old married couple.” 

“I was just so excited, Finally something went wrong and I had nothing to do with it.” 

“In death, a man may become anything at all.” 

“It's a very arduous path. Who will carry my snacks?” 

“We pretend the pain isn't there, that we are made of scars instead of wounds.” 

“These people did not deserve her tears, only her anger.” 

“My only comfort is that you never could have been mine. But know that I would have gladly been yours.” 

“Women don't want to be seduced. They want to be seen and listened to. You can't do either of those things if you're thinking up strategies on how to win her over.” 

“You say exile, I say extended holiday.” 

“You've spent your life only choosing the paths at which you knew you could excel. It's made you lazy.” 

“Beware of power. There is no amount of it that can make them love you.” 

“So many of my old friends, gathered in one place.” 

“No one wants to look to closely at another person's pain.” 

“Hand me that brandy, I can’t tolerate this degree of stupidity on a clear head.” 

“To live is to grieve.” 

“Don't ask me to sacrifice the hope of the living for the comfort of the dead.”

“Progress is a river. It cannot be called back once it leaps its banks.” 

“If you listened to a man's words, you might learn his wants. The trick was to look into his heart and discover his needs.” 

“How could the world be falling apart before sunrise? It wasn't civilized.” 

“I think fatigue suits you. The pallor. The shadows beneath your eyes. You look like a heroine in a novel. "

"I look like a woman about to step on your foot. "

“If we don't dream, who will?” 

“I know how strong you are. My death will not be the thing that defeats you.”

“They need a leader, not a monster born of nightmares.” 

“Stop punishing yourself for being someone with a heart.” 

“We hope or we falter.” 

“But if you loved a thing, the work was never done” 

You are owed nothing. Steel is earned. Remember who you are.” 

“They did not look to each other for comfort. They kept each other marching.” 

“Fears are like weeds. They grow wild if left unattended.” 

“One could plot violent espionage and still hope for dessert.” 

“I like to bet on myself whenever I can. But usually with other people’s money.” 

“They would build a new world together. But first they had to burn the old one down.” 

“Is that all? Will you be taking up juggling as well?'

'Don't be ridiculous, I already know how to juggle. Literally and figuratively.” 

"You've never theatened to murder anyone for me before."

“You are strong enough to survive the fall” 

“Say something spiteful.Because I’m fairly certain I'm hallucinating and in my dreams you're much nicer.”

“It's not exciting if nothing can go wrong.” 

“Everyone mourns the first blossom. Who will grieve the rest who fall?” 

When you purse your lips like that, you look like you’ve made love to a lemon.” 

“You cannot worry about what came before or what happens next, what has been lost or what you might gain. There is only this moment.” 

“Blessing and curse are different words for the same thing.”

“Do that thing you do where you use too many words to say something simple and confuse the issue.”

 “Most of us can hide our greatest hurts and longings. It’s how we survive each day. We pretend the pain isn’t there, that we are made of scars instead of wounds.”

“I'm not keen on riot. Unless they involve dancing, but I believe those are usually referred to as parties.” 

“People are always looking for someone to blame for their suffering.” 

“This time I saved you. This time, I got it right.” 

“We're trained to understand the ordinary, to fear difference, even if that difference is divine.” 

“Hope was the wind that came from nowhere to fill your sails and carry you home.” 

 “Most women suffer thorns for the sake of the flowers, but we who wield power adorn ourselves with flowers to hide the sting of our thorns” 

“The monster is me and I am the monster.” 

"Everything tastes like doom, "

“My king lies bleeding. I am his subject and his soldier, and I come to fight for him.” 

"Where did he get the suit? How did he fasten the buttons? Why does he feel the need to dress for the occasion?”

“The public may forget how handsome I am.”

“I doubt it. Your face is on the money.” 

“Lay down the thorn, boy king. Haven’t you earned a bit of rest? Aren’t you tired?'

“All fuels burn differently. Some faster, some hotter. Hate is one kind of fuel. But hate that began as devotion? That makes for another kind of flame.” 

“Lost faith is the roots of a forgotten wood, waiting to thrive once more.” 

“I'd rather look at a thing squarely than let it catch me by surprise.”

“The secret... I suppose the secret is that I cannot stand being alone. But there are some places no one can go with us.”

We’ll tell each other lies as married couples do. It will be a good game. Go on, wife. Tell me I’m a handsome fellow who will never age and who will die with all of his own teeth in his head. Make me believe it.” 

“I can't change what my ancestors did. I can only hope to repair some of the damage and set us on a different course.” 

#open to all #open to anyone #open rp #ask meme #rp meme #open meme #open to anybody #roleplay meme #ask prompt #memes #grishaverse rp #grisha rp #open grisha starter #open grisha rp #shadow and bone rp #open shadow and bone roleplay #open shadow and bone starter #open shadow and bone rp #shadow and bone roleplay #shadow and bone

[freeusemuses]

Closed RP:

Branwen frowned as he heard the crunch of dry leaves and twigs behind him. The ranger was alone, as he usually was, and lonesomeness drew only the worst of companions in the dark woods and mountains he trekked through. His golden eyes narrowed, and he turned toward the noise.

"If you're smart, you'll turn around now and leave me be," the young man stated firmly, drawing a gleaming longsword from off his back and holding it at the ready. "I have no want to fight tonight, but I will leave your carcass for the crows if you approach."

The answer to those words would be the touch of cold steel against his neck. Whoever had been following the knight was clearly very light on their feet. And then, they spoke.

"What's this...?~" A clear soft voice spoke from behind Branwen. The follower clearly being a female. "A Ranger caught off his guard...?"

#closed starter #closed rp #ofdarkestdesires

[thenightmarerealms]

Turbulence

(a Corintheus RP | chapter masterlist )

A month had passed since the Corinthian's recreation, and in that time his creator barely let him out of his sight. The nightmare was given leave to perform his function, but only that; every other moment of his time was spent by Dream's side, even when his lord was performing his own duties around the Dreaming.

Part of the Corinthian felt that there nothing amiss in this; he loved Dream, and he wished to be by his side. But another part, the ancient core of him, knew that something was amiss. He could not remember decades of his existence, and the few occasions that he'd spoken to other dreams and nightmares told him that they knew something that he didn't.

He would have brought his concerns to Dream sooner, but much of their time together pleased the Corinthian; how could he even think to ask when his creator so readily gave everything of himself to the nightmare? Their first night had only been the beginning, and every time they came together since felt like nothing else he’d ever experienced-- in this life or the last.

He was still debating on what to say as he returned to the castle, making his way to the throne room after a successful hunt. The dreamer had been a sweet young man, and his screams had sounded like music. His blood was running hot, and Dream had bid him return to his side as soon as he was done.

As he made his way through the halls, however, he stopped. Someone was in the throne room with Dream, and the agitated tone of Lucienne’s voice did not sound as if she would appreciate her audience being interrupted.

“--it’s not right,” Lucienne said. “I don’t know if this is your way of punishing him, but please think about how it looks to the rest of your subjects. Despite her transgression, you would never have treated Gault this way.”

There was an exhale of breath, as if the librarian was steeling herself. “I tried to hold my tongue, sire,” she continued. “I thought that if I gave you time, you would come to your senses. But you haven’t given any quarter; if anything, you’ve been getting worse.”

#allnightsdreaming #nb02 #closed starter #corintheus rp #corintheus

[theminecraftbox]

Okay You Smart Ass Motherfucker. Eldritch.

I scrolled all the way back to the beginning to find the list of "food" XD had originally given them. Among the list includes a telephone and a lightbulb. Given that Sam now has flint and steel and can solder some wiring, I think he could either MacGyver his way into (1) a short-frequency radio/communication type thing, or (2) weaponizing the electricity to create a taser-like device.

He doesn't have the resources for both.

/dsmp /rp

(Previous.) (All.)

Quackity: Fuck, shit, fuck—FUCK, my fucking—ohhh, you fucked up, you fucked up, Dream, you FUCKED UP!

Sam: Stop moving, hold still. And stop swearing so much, you're hurting yourself. He can't even hear you.

Quackity: Fuck, fuck, fuck... he still out?

Sam: ...Um. Yeah.

Quackity: Check the rope.

Sam: I already checked it! Stop telling me how to do my job.

Quackity: He fucked up. He fucked up. Fuck, Sam, a little gentler, come on, man. I'm not your fucking prisoner, calm down.

Sam: I'm trying! My fingers hurt. It, um, that really packed a punch. A little too much, actually, I don't know... he should have woken up by now. DreamXD said we can't die, right?

Quackity: (bracingly) You did good, Sam. You did fucking good, okay? Christ. Fucking christ. That motherfucker's gonna pay. He's gonna wish he was fucking dead.

Sam: Quackity...

Quackity: Make it so he won't forget... AGH!! Look, Sam, it's all fine, all fine now!

(Sam is silent.)

#au: eldritch confessions #prison trio

[crycaster-rp-zone]

Sith Obi-Wan!

Dying for a Sith Obi wan for my Cody. He's in bad condition in this prompt, suffered torture at who knows whose hands. That's where Obi comes in. I've left a lot of background information out of this because there are a few different ways this could go!

They could be on the same side, where when the General fell, his Commander and the 212th went with him. He could have finally located him and this is a rescue mission. They could be on opposite sides of the war, Cody still with the Republic and fighting against the Separatists and Obi wan could have been Dooku's apprentice. Obi could be the next one sent in to get information from the man, deciding to go at it in a different direction. The original captors could have found him too much to deal with and have taken to selling him to the highest bidder, who happens to be the Sith. Hell the man could be there to wipe out the original captors and Cody could be a particularly interesting treat he decides to keep.

Prompt under the cut. Drop me a message if you want to rp this. Either through Tumblr messages or Discord.

The creak of the cage door sets Cody's teeth on edge. No. It's been too soon. They can't be back already. The cycle-

Who was he kidding. He lost track of cycles a long time ago. That's what happens when you're repeatedly tortured and beaten for information for hours upon hours and locked back up in the same four walled box with no light or way to tell time. Based purely on when they elect to give him food, he'd guess he's been here a few weeks. The ache in his side swears it's longer.

CC-2224. That's all they've been able to get out of him no matter what they bruise, what they break. His last particular round of personal hell resulted in what he can only describe as a fractured shoulder and a broken ankle. With the attention one of his captors likes paying to his face, he's certain his nose is going to have to be rebroke when he finally gets back to his Vod. Well If.

He doesn't have the energy to push himself up or scramble back. Lying on the floor of this dingy cell, forehead against the steel and every inch of his body hurt. Footsteps approach him slowly and all he can do is clench his fist and prepare for the worst. They don't often meander unless they're planning something particularly sinister. Boots stop in front of him, shiny and polished to a ridiculous degree.

Cody's forced to lift his head, a gloved hand holding his chain like a leash causing the metal collar to dig into his neck. Harsh breaths are all he can manage as he drags his eyes up, one of them stuck shut with dried blood he hadn't managed to wipe off. He's met with a pair of eyes of liquid gold. Sith eyes. The sith in question tilts his head and flashes his teeth.

"Hello there."

#star wars #codywan #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #sith obi wan #star wars rp #role play prompt #starter #sith au #star wars the clone wars