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muse: Julian "Jules" Brawn.

He fell silent as his blue eyes scanned the note she was showing him. One of his hands in his jacket pocket clenched a note exactly like hers, but with his name engraved on it. He felt his heart racing as he began to feel everything he had once felt in high school. ❝Eve❞ he called out softly, but then his eyes met hers as he took a step forward, his voice louder this time. ❝Eve❞ when she finally fell silent and he got her attention, Julian took out his own note from his pocket, extending it to her to see.

open to: anyone !

plot: when she was in college, a k*ller targeted her and all of her friends. they left a sl*ughter behind and were never caught. now it's 10 years later and signs of the k*ller are resurfacing and she's terrified out of her mind.

"did you get one of these too?" eve waved the ominously familiar note in their face, "has anyone else gotten one of these?" she was frantic, but the sudden panic made evefeel as if she were back in her dorm room, praying she wouldn't be the next victim as she heard her friends screaming on the other side of her door. flattening the thing out, the threat was evident and the writing was distinct. "this can't be real, right?"

#persephonyed #muse: julian brawn

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Muse: Lilou Quartararo. Media Specialist. Open to: anyone Plot: Lilou and y/m are there for a conference taking place in the city. Lilou needs to give one of the lectures and she's extremely nervous. They meet each other one day before at the hotel and quickly bond. Now, after dinner, late at night, Lilou knocks on y/m's hotel room door.

❝Hi… I know it's kind of late, I just… I can't sleep. I'm feeling a bit nervous, my mind won't shut off, and I just thought, I-❞ her eyes met the other's as she let out a small sigh. ❝Can I stay here with you for a bit? To talk, have a drink, I don't know…❞

#muse: lilou quartararo #indie open starter #rpi starter #indie starter #starter #indie open rp #indie rp

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muse: Lilou Quartararo. 28 y/o

❝Opinions change, maybe…❞ she said, shrugging. However, her eyes remained locked on his. ❝But I'm not here for you❞ she made it clear because she wanted him to know that, even though Lilou wasn't exactly sad to see him. She knew she still had feelings for him, so that conversation was a bit harder than it should have been for her. ❝I'm working at this hall for the weekend❞

open to : f / nb !

" thought you weren't into all of this . " lennon gestured around backstage as he lit up a cigarette , " kind of figured i'd never see you again , if i'm being honest , after everything . so , what exactly is it that you want ? "

#she's media/marketing girl #so maybe promoting the bands for the club #leaveinfive #muse: lilou quartararo #hope this is ok <3 #queued

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muse: Chase Ferrucho. FBI Agent.

❝I'm risking my job here. I'm not playing cards. I'm doing this because I want to help❞ he assured, his brown eyes traveling around them.

Open: any (27+ if potential ship) Connection: one of her employees, someone who’s temporarily working for her, take it anywhere Muse: Alanna Mitsopolis, aka. The White Widow. 26-33. Arms Dealer/CIA Informant.

“I’m sure that I don’t have to remind you of the cost should you let me down again. Don’t mistake my patience for naivety. It will inevitably run out and I can promise you… You won’t like what comes next.”

#maybe he's working for her in a case? #etxrnaleclipse #muse: chase ferrucho #queued

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i've lost my memory for whatever reason and i don't know who you are but i just have a feeling that i'm supposed to trust you (said feeling is completely wrong and it's an enemy of some sorts)

#inspo

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muse: Mason Kobe closed starter to: @darlinghearts

They met online. I mean, of course they met online. Mason wouldn't have the social skills to develop a real conversation with her If they met in person. Maybe that's why they really got along after days and days talking online. First with chat, and then some calls, whole phone conversations for hours and hours. It was a good distraction for Mason. It was an easy-going situation that he could handle. Until it came to the real in-person encounters. Not that he didn't like them; he does, and it was a natural path they were following. Still, it wasn't so natural for him. Especially the entire church part where Lottie was involved. On that Sunday, Mason wanted to see her, so he went to pick her up after the church, doing his best to not smoke in front of the people who were exiting the building and also covering his tattoos with a long sleeve.

He saw her on the top of the stairs and waved at her, a smile on his lips when she finally approached him. He hugged her, very well-behaved. ❝Hey, how are you going? Hungry?❞

#darlinghearts #muse: mason kobe #hope this is ok <3 #he is really trying 😭😭 (at least in front of other people 😭) #chase x brooke will come soon

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Got some more test muses, so If you want a starter with any of them, please like and reply choosing the muse.

Conner Luthor: Dylan Sprayberry OR Cody Christian FC. Basically a Superboy (DC verse only) but from an AU where Lex Luthor is good and create Conner. Superman is the villain on this AU. [ Besides the angry/drama gifs, he's very goofy 😭 ]

Jason Todd: Matthew Daddario FC. Red Hood (DC verse only). Your typical ran away bad boy.

Skyler Chaword: Emma Mackey FC. A Speedster (DC or Marvel verse only). Created in a lab since birth by her dad. Artificial powers.

#indie open rp #dc indie rp #dc rp #indie rp #indie open starter #rpi starter #indie starter #starter

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muse: Maxwell "Max" Herman. Actor.

❝Yeah. Sure, exactly. It was just a hypothetical question.❞ He had asked specifically where she would like to have dinner the next day if they were to go out again. It was funny, but for a moment, he really thought he had forgotten that it was all a lie.

" it's not like any of this is actually real , right ? "

#gvdsbrat #muse: maxwell herman

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His smile widened when she replied. It was funny how she had changed but remained the same at the same time. Mickey's blue eyes lingered a little longer as he studied her, as if he wanted to memorize her features before she left again. ❝It's good to see you, Rory❞ he made it clear, nodding. Then he shrugged because his life wasn't as interesting as hers. Nobody's life there was. ❝Well, you know… Helping out the family. Taking care of my sister's kids. Working at the town clinic… And you? You seem happy❞

it wasn't often that rory came back to the town she grew up in, but it was the holidays after all, and her extended family had been dying to see her, so she finally made the trip back home. he'd been on her mind occasionally as the date of her flight back into town drew closer and closer. she had a feeling they'd bump into one another or maybe he'd just hear from a friend of a friend that she was back and that's all that would happen. she did not expect to see him her first night back in town at some party her high-school girlfriends had roped her into coming to. so now here they were, talking to one another for the first time in years. a nervous laugh slipped from her glossy lips as she heard his words. "it's nice to see you too, mickey." her chest tightened as the words left her mouth. it'd been so many years and she still felt something just looking at him. "you look great! how have you been?" it felt like every piece of her had changed since she'd moved away and it was a comfort to see his oh so familiar face.

#yessssssss #it works <3 #devsmuses #muse: michael harris

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Barbara didn't immediately recall, but she was sure Raven was right when she said she had been fighting before traveling to that Earth. … Raven. Her head turned in the other's direction, her eyes opening a little wider to look at her better as she furrowed her brow. She was identical to Raven. Her Raven. The thought made her sigh as she tried to hold back the impulse to start crying for losing her girlfriend.

Raven's next words helped her maintain composure, focusing on them and the responses she knew she needed to give. She was puzzled, however, when Raven seemed to already know how she was known on the streets. ❝How do you know that I-❞ Her head throbbed again, and she leaned back into the pillows, trying to relax her shoulders.

It was very difficult to explain who she was without knowing who Raven knew in that Earth. Was there a Batman? A Flash? Barbara had no idea. ❝Barbara. My name is Barbara❞ she replied, not knowing exactly how she would explain the rest of the questions.

               "     she  had  seen  her  in  a  dream  ,  the  girl  with  the  black  cape  and  the  yellow  bat  on  her  chest  .  it  hadn’t  been  as  clear  as  it  was  now  ,  but  it  allowed  her  to  look  impassive  the  moment  she  passed  out  right  at  the  feet  of  the  tower’s  entrance  ,  while  everyone  else  panicked  for  a  minute  .  still  ,  seeing  her  during  her  restless  sleep  didn’t  mean  she  knew  who  she  was  ,  or  what  she  was  doing  here  ,  or  how  on  earth  her  name  had  been  uttered  right  before  she  lost  conciousness  right  at  their  door  .  and  not  knowing  with  certainty  always  managed  to  unsettled  her . lost  in  thought  ,  searching  the  memories  of  her  dream  ,  raven  floated  slightly  above  the  ground  ,  eyes  fixed  on  the  girl—  the  woman  sleeping  soundly  on  her  bed  now  .  until  she  wasn’t  ,  and  wordsrough  with  sleep  came  out  of  dry  lips  ,  halting  raven’s  movements .     "  you  were  fighting ,  "     the  half - demon  retorted  ,  plainly  .  it  wasn't  a  question .     "  and  then  passed  out  at  our  door  ,  it’s  not  a  surprise  your  head  is  killing  you .  "     it  killed  her  after  a  simple  premonitory  dream  ,  she  could  only  imagine  what  it  was  like  after  getting  your  ass  kicked  .  a  beat  full  of  unvoiced  questions  later  ,  taking  the  borrowed  time  before  everyone  else  come  barging  into  her  room  ,  raven  finally  asked .     "  who  are  you  ,  batgirl ?  "     the  icognito  name  ,  that’s  all  she  got  from  proding  her  dream  ,  but  it  should  be  enough .     "  and  what  are  you  doing  here .  "     she  was  not  from  this  earth  ,  of  that  raven  was  sure  ,  but  she  needed  answers  nonetheless .

#qvietsighs #muse: barbara gordon #i love them already hdjshdjashjkdh

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He laughed at her question, letting the smile linger on his lips for a few seconds. ❝Yeah, something like that❞ he replied. He wasn't used to sharing his position at work as soon as he met someone new, so he decided to change the subject. ❝Do you know him? Name, anything that could help find him?❞ As soon as the guy got up, he bolted. Chase didn't have time to chase after him or call for backup to arrest him, but he was determined to try if he could. Twenty-four hours in jail would do the jerk some good.

The blonde wasn't accustomed to people stepping in to defend her and for the most part, she had always handled stuff like this on her own. She'd had to in order to survive. "I'm sure you are, but still." she insisted, tugging him to the side on the outside of the club. "you mean one hit wonder?" she teased, "He went down pretty hard. Are you some karate master or something?"

#stayliquid #muse: chase ferrucho

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Chase sighed when he woke up and found no sign of Spencer beside him in bed. He spent a few more seconds lying down, trying to get his eyes to open and his body to function, before getting up and heading downstairs in the house. His eyes soon found Spencer's, and furrowing his brow, Chase approached, looking at the scattered files. ❝Care to share your thoughts?❞ he asked, not wanting to disrupt Spencer's train of thought, but at the same time, wanting to help. ❝I won't be able to go back to sleep knowing you're working❞ he said, his hands moving to Spencer's shoulders, starting a light massage in the area.

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He knew it was late and he knew he probably should have just let the thought pass but he couldn't, he had slipped out of the other's bed hours ago unable to sleep. Spencer currently sat at the kitchen table of the home that belonged to the person he'd recently been seeing, his briefcase was opened with papers and books scattered in front of himself. He heard the footsteps approach but didn't lift his gaze from the papers in his hands. "You can go back to sleep, I'm probably going to be awhile," he utters softly.

#highmaintenancemuses #muse: chase ferrucho

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muse: Maxwell "Max" Herman. He is an actor.

❝Oh, thanks for throwing that in my face❞ he replied, rolling his eyes, but with a small smile on his face. ❝But yeah, you were right. I should have blocked her months ago❞

open to all! feel free to assume whatever you want! no taboo pls!

"you know i hate to say it, but i told you so."

#i want to monopolize kyle obv #devsmuses #muse: maxwell herman #he's talking about an ex maybe? or about a annoying family member? who knows #let's discover with the flow #apparently I can only offer blue eyed blondes for her 😭

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He didn't respond to the hurtful remarks she directed at him because Julian understood that behavior. He sighed, running a hand through his short hair. ❝Gabriel's an idiot❞ he replied, mentioning one of the guys she knew, at least by name. ❝I saw him being a jerk to his girlfriend. He was drunk and pissed at her for some reason. I got involved❞ he hoped he didn't need to give more details for her to understand what that meant.

"i will talk to you however i please," she responds dismissively, obviously still bitter about what happened between the two of them. she had just started to heal and move on from him. seeing him only freshens the wound and rekindles the fire she longs to extinguish. "then go get a hooker or something. or go to a clinic for god's sake, you look horrible," she responds in disgust, though the care she has for him could not be denied with the way she looks at him. "what… what even happened to you?"

#coquetties #muse: julian brawn #|| julian: being the hero ||

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Her touch was the first on that day that was gentle to his skin, yet he still flinched when he felt her fingers on his chin. ❝Twenty grand❞ he said, his eyes on hers. Julian wasn't exactly asking because he knew she had no obligation to help him. But he also didn't know what to do to come up with that much cash.

It was obvious, but she preferred to hear the words from his mouth rather than assume anything, "was this," her hand grabbed his chin, "payment enough, or do you still owe them money?" Alara had lent him money in the past, enough to cover small debts, but if this is how they responded, it had to be more than a just a little bit.

#|| julian: money is the problem & the solution || #muse: julian brawn #gcldenhcurs

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He ran a hand through his hair, frustrated, as she began to speak. He was irritated because he couldn't find his cigarettes, and it was making it hard for him to think straight. Then he turned to her, his voice raised, shouting out the truth he didn't want to speak aloud at that moment. ❝Fuck, Kylie! I fucking know I can trust you, but the problem isn't what you're going to do tonight, alone. The problem is you going out and finding someone fucking better than me, and finally realizing that I'm a piece of shit and that you're wasting your life with me. The problem is you finally coming to your senses, and leaving me!❞ Lip's chest rose and fell rapidly with his accelerated breathing after he finally fell silent. ❝Fuck…❞ he said more quietly, to himself more than to her.

kylie shook her head in a disapproving manner as she listened to him rage on and call her friends ridiculous. the situation was more annoying than hurtful at this point. she just wanted to have one night with him where they weren't screaming and fighting about something. as she watched him search around for something she would've guessed were his cigarettes she asked "what do you want from me here, lip? i know what you expect me to do, to just call off my plans and stay here with you so you don't have to worry about me talking to any other guys, but that's literally not healthy. do you hear how toxic that sounds? you should just trust me because i haven't done anything to make you not trust me." she wore an incredulous look on her features as she stared at him and tried to mentally will him to calm down and come to his senses.

#devsmuses #muse: lip gallagher #i love those 2 so much 😭

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❝Fuck you❞ she replied when he asked what he had forgotten. It was a funny feeling, if she were to analyze it closely. Rain wanted to hate him. She wanted to slap him and make him get out of the car. At the same time, she wanted to return to his embrace and kiss him until she saw the sun in the sky again. None of the options seemed entirely correct, though. Maybe because they hadn't exactly had a conversation when they broke up, and everything continued without a real endpoint. ❝Was that all I was to you all along? Just a trouble?❞

"Forget things? Forget what, exactly?" he asked, answering her question with a question. "You seemed fucking fine at the club, Rain. Why didn't you just pick a fight with me back there, and save us both the trouble?" Jesse had a feeling he was treading on thin ice, which was frustrating, because despite what he'd done to her when they were dating, he did like her. Or maybe he just liked the idea of her, and how she made him feel. He liked having her to come home to, but that always seemed best when she didn't know what he was up to... that way he could have his proverbial cake, and eat it too. Jesse reached into his back pocket, and grabbed his cigarettes. If this night was going to be as long as he was starting to think, he'd need something to calm him down.

#veonom #muse: rain dinkly