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icariahq · 3 years

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Thanks for applying Ciara! We look forward to seeing Kassandra around the island. Make sure to send your blog in within the next 24 hours or reach out to us if you need an extension. Alycia Debham-Carey is now taken!

Admin Note: We are alright with either of the biographies given. Just reach out to us with any questions/to inform us of which one.

( ALYCIA DEBNAM-CAREY, FEMALE, SHE/HER) ⌇ have you seen KASSANDRA WEST around icaria? they are the 28 year old child of KRATOS. they remind me of the SMELL OF ROASTING ESPRESSO, FITTED LEATHER JACKETS, and THE MESSY SHEETS OF AN UNMADE BED. They’ve been on the island for #0 YEARS/ 0 MONTHS/ 18 DAYS.

OOC INFO:

CIARA / SHE/HER | 29 | PST

ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE

I’ve been RPing on tumblr since 2010.

TRIGGERS

Nothing that I’m sure hasn’t already been said.

IC INFO:

WHO ARE YOU BRINGING TO THE ISLE?

FACECLAIM: Alycia Debnam-Carey

NAME: Kassandra West

AGE: 28

BIRTHDAY: May 18th, 1992

OCCUPATION: Bouncer at Nightshade

HOMETOWN: Portland, Oregon

PETS: Recently found a puppy outside of the Nightshade and took it in. Named it Nugget.

POWERS:

(BIO ONE): Premonitions and strength. The premonitions she can’t control and they come when she’s least expecting them. As for the strength, it only really is ever used when she gets into a rage. And she rarely lets that side of her slip.

(BIO TWO): I’m not sure if the premonition will be something you’ll allow so if that’s the case then I do have other ideas for her because of the fact that Kratos’ powers are strength, might, and the ability to manipulate the elements through a divine focus (a weapon of some kind). So I do have an alternate bio for her if that would work better. It’s basically the same but with things tweaked to take away the foresight as it were. Her powers would be strength and elemental manipulation through her divine focus (a sword).

BIOGRAPHY:

Kratos, better known to most as Zeus’ lapdog, had gotten into many tough situations. But this specific one just had to be the worst of all. He knew better to not make deals with Witches but his thirst for power got the better of him. In exchange for increasing his strength, he would allow his first born to be given a curse. They told him that the child would be cursed with foresight, something that Kratos didn’t see a single problem with. It didn’t affect him in any way, in fact, it could benefit him if he really thought about it. So he gave away his child without a second thought.

Cut to Portland, Oregon 1992 where Kassandra West was born and raised by a single mother. Her mother supported Kass until the young girl started saying she could know stuff sometimes before it happened. That and there was the matter of her being stronger than your average girl. To the mother’s credit, it’s not like she had any clue as to who a drunken one night stand had landed in her bed. The problem with Kassandra’s “gift” was that she couldn’t control whatever it was and definitely didn’t understand half of the things she saw. When she was sixteen years old, she saw her mother kicking her out of the house in a vision but wouldn’t know the reason as to why until nearly a month later. Who knew that coming out as gay would be the last straw that broke the proverbial problem child’s back?

What’s worse is that her mother never did tell her who the mysterious man was that Kassandra kept seeing in her dreams, the one that she kept meeting but hadn’t met yet. The day she was kicked out was the day she’d been dreaming about since she was six years old; it was the day that she found out that Kratos, an actual fucking Greek God, was her father. Ever since finding out who she really was, she chose to spend less time around mortals and more around people that wouldn’t be ashamed of what she saw. Kratos spoke often of Zeus and promised that in time, she would get to meet him despite that not being his promise to make. She offered her “gift” to her father as a sign of good fortune if only it meant that one day he would keep his word. What he didn’t know was that 90% of the time, the flashes of imagery that she saw never truly made sense enough for her to decipher.

Anything she’s learned of the other Gods and Goddesses has been manipulated and warped by Kratos’ point of view. Someone talked shit? She’d find out why. Someone was planning a coup? Snuff it out. She didn’t really need foreknowledge to learn how to be conniving, to wear a mask, to appear more put together than she was, to manipulate. Kassandra was truly just another weapon at her father’s disposal. Not that she knew that, of course. When everything went down with Nyx she wanted to check out the island for herself, wanted to gather intel and bring it back, anything to potentially help Zeus. Kratos eventually let her go with empty promises of things that Kassandra didn’t know would never come. She’d stop this uprising in the bud, all for her father and all for the God he swore allegiance to. After all, anyone who disobeyed Zeus was a traitor. Right?

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Alternate Bio:

Kratos, better known to most as Zeus’ lapdog, had never wanted a child but one night he decided that the world would be made better by gracing it with a son. So he went and made his mark with a mortal woman, something that he would later learn to regret. He promised himself that when his son reached sixteen years of age, he would introduce him to the “proper” side of the family and he would have a choice to assume his place amongst the other demi-gods. He left a seemingly ordinary blade that would beckon his son to him once he turned sixteen, setting the stage for them to one day meet.

Cut to Portland, Oregon 1992 where Kassandra West was born and raised by a single mother. Her mother supported Kass until she started acting strangely, displaying strength that was more than your average girl had. To the mother’s credit, it’s not like she had any clue as to who a drunken one night stand had landed in her bed. The problem with Kassandra’s “gift” was that she couldn’t control whatever it was and definitely didn’t understand half of the things she could do. When she was sixteen years old, her mother kicked her out of the house, leaving her to deal with her weird shit all on her own. Who knew that coming out as gay would be the last straw that broke the proverbial problem child’s back?

The day she was kicked out was the day she found herself wandering to the nearby forest until she came to what looked like some weird kind of ruin. A low hum greeted her and it was then that she laid eyes on a gleaming sword. Curiosity got the better of her and upon touching it, she found out that Kratos, an actual fucking Greek God, was her father. After the initial shock (and disappointment) wore off that he hadn’t had a son, Kratos offered her the same fortune. Kassandra took it without a second thought, eager to leave behind a place that had no such love or warmth for her. As the years went on, Kratos spoke often of Zeus and promised that in time, she would get to meet him despite that not being his promise to make. She offered her “gifts” to her father as a sign of good fortune if only it meant that one day he would keep his word.

He raised Kassandra with the ideology of her being an enforcer just like he was. Anything she’s learned of the other Gods and Goddesses has been manipulated and warped by Kratos’ point of view. Someone talked shit? She’d find out why. Someone was planning a coup? Snuff it out. She didn’t really need her strength or her sword to learn how to wear a mask, to appear more put together than she was, to manipulate. Kassandra was truly just another weapon at her father’s disposal. Not that she knew that, of course. When everything went down with Nyx she wanted to check out the island for herself, wanted to gather intel and bring it back, anything to potentially help Zeus. Kratos eventually let her go with empty promises of things that Kassandra didn’t know would never come. She’d stop this uprising in the bud, all for her father and all for the God he swore allegiance to. After all, anyone who disobeyed Zeus was a traitor. Right?

ANYTHING ELSE:

Lisa referred me to this group. I apologize in advance for the length of everything but I got excited writing these and well, figured it would be best to give more than one route because I do not want to have an overly-meta character. Let the chaos potentially commence!

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carriepika · 6 years

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Any tips for a newbie at role playing? You seem to have a lot of fun with Scourge

Oh gosh... well!

First and foremost? RP WITH PEOPLE YOU TRUST. I know some people have lots of luck with big public RPs where they don’t know the people they’re interacting with? But for really close, character altering type RPing? I highly recommend it be with people you know you can trust not to be rude or mean about the whole thing.

DON’T GODMODE THINGS! COMMUNICATION IS PARAMOUNT! Always, always discuss things with your RP partner as you’re going through things. Don’t decide you know exactly how this scenario is going to play out and make assumptions blindly to try and steer things to fit your desired outcome. Unless you and your partner have agreed to it? Always ask first. Make sure you talk to your fellow RPers about ideas and directions you have for a scene and make sure everyone is cool with it. Never assume that YOU know what the other character is going to do. Only their mun can make that decision.

NEVER BE AFRAID TO WALK AWAY! If the scene you’re in the middle of has gone sour, is making you uncomfortable or just plain up and stopped being interesting or engaging for you? Speak up about it. Trying to force yourself to continue out of obligation or guilt is just going to destroy your desire and ability to RP. A good RP partner will listen, discuss things and hopefully understand and help either fix the scenario or you can move onto something new and better!

CONSTRUCTIVE, NOT DESTRUCTIVE! Stay far, far, FAR away from RP Anon type memes and communities. Nothing is more toxic than giving someone the ability to trash your RPing skills without any sort of recourse. People lose sight of their tact and words when under the guise of anonymity and it’s a dangerous thing when dealing with potentially emotionally charged things like RPing. Encourage your partner to come to you with concerns. Reassure them that you are willing to listen and discuss things. HOWEVER!!

DON’T LET ANYONE TELL YOU HOW TO PLAY YOUR CHARACTER! Nothing in this world annoys and aggravates me more than people who feel the need to point out how someone is RPing a character ‘wrong’. There is literally, LITERALLY, no such thing. I don’t care if the person is playing Sephiroth as a harajuku wearing pop idol wannabe or Sonic as a brooding homicidal supervillain. You have no right, NOT A ONE, to tell them they can’t do it. RP is about fun and writing and exploring creative things. If someone doesn’t like how you play a character? That’s THEIR problem. They can go find someone who fits their idea of the character better. The same goes for yourself. If you feel someone is playing the character OOCly? Well... quite frankly? Too bad. If they aren’t godmoding and trying to force your character into things you don’t want to do or using the shift in character to manipulate you? You have no right to tell them that they’re wrong. Their character, their vision. If it bothers you that much, find someone else to RP with.

MOST IMPORTANTLY! HAVE FUN!! If an RP group or setting or partner is no longer enjoyable and you find yourself wanting to do things other than RP it? It’s likely time to move on. TALK to people about it, before you do! Don’t just run off and ignore them. Honesty is always the best policy. But remember, RP is ultimately about enjoying yourself and helping others enjoy themselves as well.

And once again.. COMMUNICATION!! Always, always talk to your RP partners. Some of the best friends I’ve ever had I’ve met through RP means. You could have met your new bestie for life but if you don’t talk to them and treat them decently, you’ll never know that. Treat others as you want to be treated.

That’s... really about all I can think of off the top of my head... These are the things I do to keep myself happy and content in my RPing life. I hope it will help you build your own!

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roleplayingsmyfavorite · 6 years

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You both like harry potter rp.

Stranger: Lily Evans could only spend so much time cooped up in her dormitory away from the typical noise and games of the Common Room, and so as she finished scribbling down the remaining few sentences of her Transfiguration essay (McGonagall wouldn't mind if it went over the seventeen inch limit she had set, right?) she shoved her copy of Advanced Potion-Making into her bag and headed down to the Common Room for a change of scenery. Maybe she could convince Remus to glance over the essay quickly before she turned it in next class. She easily spotted the group of boys in mind lounging in the squishy chairs by the fireplace, always taking up more room than necessary, and made her way towards them with the essay in her hand. Peter seemed to be delivering an animated recount of a story to Sirius, who was focusing more on twirling his wand around than he was Peter's story. James also seemed to be tuning his friend out, hunched over a parchment in vague concentration. "And then he shoved Severus right up against the wall, almost like old times, eh Remus?" She halted, her eyebrows furrowed as she caught onto Peter's comment. "Who shoved Severus right up against the wall?" She asked briskly, her eyes scanning over the group and halting right on James. ((RP as James Potter and/or the other Marauders. Takes place during their sixth year, prior to Lily and James dating. Descriptive replies are appreciated! If we were previously RPing and got disconnected, please let me know and I'd be happy to continue. Thanks for reading :) ))

You: ((reading))

Stranger: ((Thanks!))

You: His friends all had their quirks that made them even more likable at the best of times and annoying as hell at others. For Sirius, it was his daredevil streak and the impulse to break rules. For Remus, it was definitely his dry wit. For Peter, it was his enthusiasm for life and, especially, the Marauders. As said, at the best of times this made them even better people in James' book. Right now? He didn't give a singular shit about Peter's enthusiasm. In fact, he rather detested this story and wished Peter would just shut up. Besides, he was trying to find someone on the Map. A voice that was not Peter's had his head whipping up to take in the vision that was Lily Evans. If only she'd chosen a different moment to appear. "Me," he answered her, not the least bit ashamed for it, but also pissed it had happened. More angry with Sirius, mind, who knew he was on James' shit list - though neither of them had told the other two Marauders for fear of the fallout that might come. "But it wasn't just to upset him, if that's what you think." Peter cocked his head. "What was it for then, Prongs?" James swallowed hard and stuffed the map into his pocket. How to answer Peter without giving too much away, all the while not making Lily hate him? "I didn't like what he was saying."

Stranger: Lily's mouth opened and then shut stupidly in surprise, expecting that James would have sifted out a convincing denial but realizing this was not the case. She wasn't sure which she would have made her less irritated. Her eyes narrowed at him, curiously following the way he shoved the piece of parchment into his pocket but resuming their place locked onto his eyes. "You never like what he's saying. For Merlin's sake, I know you two have an awful grudge against each other but I really don't see why you /insist/ on bullying him every moment you get." The essay in her hand crinkled as her hand clenched slightly before she relaxed it. Despite the fact that she and Severus were not exactly friends anymore and she and James were almost civil for two people who had spent most of their prior years at school despising the other, any slight disputes between her childhood friend and her newfound school one drove her absolutely mad.

You: James had done a lot of growing the past year. He'd mellowed out, focused more on school and Quidditch than popularity - even earned Quidditch Captain, thanks. And even despite how angry he was with Sirius - who refused to meet his eyes from the other sofa - he still considered his best friend a brother to him and was very grateful to his parents for taking the young man in. James had tried to put a lot of time into learning patience and the benefits of ignoring heckling. He was still called out quite a bit by ol' Snivi- Severus, but in general, James didn't pay it any mind. But he couldn't ignore what Snape was threatening to do these days. There was just no way to explain that to Lily. "I'm not /bullying/ him," James snapped back at Lily. He hated that word, even more so now that he actually wasn't a bully. "I-" Remus and Peter were watching him curiously now and James swallowed hard, before standing and taking Lily's arm. "I don't want to talk about this here." Now he felt Sirius' eyes on him, too, and a muscle tightened in James' jaw. "Can we go elsewhere?"

Stranger: A few heads from around the Common Room turned at the raised volume of James's voice. Lily's eyes remained cold and doubtful on James's, though she sensed an underlying tension between the other three that rarely ever existed in their easy-going friendship from the way Sirius hadn't even lifted his gaze from his wand to watched the conversation that seemed to have taken center stage in the Common Room. She could easily predict the way this would progress, growing into quiet shouts over matters Lily did not particular want to discuss in front of her friends, let alone half the House of Gryffindor, not that arguments between James and Lily were all that uncommon although seemingly less so in the past several months. It had been a strange transition, finding herself sitting around him and the others for more than just Remus's help in practicing charms and annoyingly realizing that she had less and less of reason to be bothered by James for the things that drove her mad about him in the past no longer prevailed. "Yes please," she said tightly, nodding at the door. She took a few steps towards the portrait hole before turning back to place the parchment she'd been holding in front of Remus. "If you wouldn't mind Rem, I'll do the same for yours," she said with a soft and apologetic smile.

You: James grabbed his bag from where it sat on the floor and nodded to his friends tightly. "Be back later," he told them, before starting out with Lily. She turned back and he watched her hand Remus something (an essay, probably). Remus, scarred and suddenly looking nervous, nodded to her. "Of course. When you get back." His brown eyes flicked past her to James, questioning and probably doubting himself. James shook his head to his friend. "I'll explain later." He'd think up a good lie between now and then, but Moony had no reason to worry about James - Moony was quite possibly the only one he wasn't cross with right now. It was not, by any means, his fault. And yet he was the one who might suffer most from this. With that, James climbed out of the portrait hole and into the halls. It was getting a little late, but James didn't worry. He had Lily, who was a prefect, he had the Map, and if all else failed his cloak was always at the bottom of his bag. "Anyway, thanks, I didn't want to do this in front of them."

Stranger: Lily followed just a step behind him into the halls before taking the lead as they began walking down the quiet corridors. The halls were empty but for them, as dinner had ended hours ago and most of the stragglers from the library were likely making their way back to the dormitories by now. It reminded Lily that she had prefect duty tonight and she almost audibly groaned. She forgot she had offered to switch shifts with James because of his Quidditch practice. "I don't particularly like arguing in front of our friends either, you know." She quirked an eyebrow before a frown took back over her lips. "So you're not bullying him. You're just shoving him up against walls because you don't like what he's saying. Sounds awfully reminiscent, doesn't it? I thought you two had really moved beyond that." Her voice remained composed, but her insides were much less calm. She wasn't quite sure why she cared so much anymore about James and Severus getting on, it was hardly like they ever did before. Maybe it mattered more to her now that she didn't actually despise James.

You: James ran a nervous hand through his hair, causing it to stick up at all sorts of angles. The way she said 'our friends' had him relaxing a little, and half-wondering how much he could tell her. Good sign: she apparently didn't know, which meant Snape hadn't gone running back to Lily with the news the second it had happened. Bad sign: She was decidedly defending the snake. Good sign: If there was anyone she liked best, it was Remus. So he had a lot of considerations. "I didn't want to, Evans, I swear," James murmured. "There was... a prank." He was clearly picking his words carefully." A nasty prank that Sirius played. I found out about it almost too late and I stopped- Uh, I stopped Snape from walking right into... it. But he still found out a /really/ big secret. And now he's threatening to make that secret public." James leaned against a wall, the stone biting into his back. "I wasn't going to hurt him, I just wanted to make it clear that I wouldn't have him threatening my friends."

Stranger: The corner's of Lily's lips almost turned up as she watched the way his hair stubbornly stuck up as his fingers ran through it. Since when had she become so easily distracted by that stupid habit of his? She sighed impatiently, waiting for his explanation with her hands on her hips. Her eyebrows furrowed, trying to follow his jumbled story and not making too much sense of it all. "So you... /stopped/ Severus from being victim to one of Sirius's pranks?" She asked, disbelief prominent both in her inflection and across her face. It wasn't that she had reason to doubt him but, well, it didn't sound exactly likely of a situation. "You know, maybe if you all just left him alone you wouldn't have to worry to much about him threatening your secrets." Her voice was scolding, but after a moment she sighed. She still wasn't used to reminding herself that Severus was not the friend or the person she thought he was. And she was still reluctant to listen to the rumors about his choice of words lately and recent intrigue with Dark Magic. "I'm sorry," she mumbled. "I can't keep pinning blame on you for his actions. I still don't quite understand why you'd stop him though, I know you two aren't exactly... friends."

You: He knew he hadn't given her much to go on. But the details weren't his secret to share, not really. She clearly wasn't sure if she should believe him, the disbelief evident in her voice, and James snorted bitterly. Of course she would think he was lying. "It was a nasty, dangerous prank. He could have gotten Snape killed, honestly, and could have sent Re-" He cut himself off, pounding a fist against the stone wall and looking away from Lily. "I'm so bloody angry at him I can barely look at him right now, which is driving me mad because he's still my best mate." James shook his head. That hardly mattered right now. His eyes cut back to Lily, clearly hurt that she thought it was still his fault. He pressed his lips together to keep from saying something he'd regret. He'd tried to leave Snape alone and look what had happened! But Lily seemed to catch herself and quickly apologized, which James appreciated. He loved his friends, really, but sometimes it was nice talking to someone who wasn't a Marauder. "Snape's a piece of trash - I'm sorry, but he is, with all his dark magic and talk of blood purity - but I didn't need that on my conscience."

Stranger: It was obvious he was withholding details from her, and while her inquisitive mind felt tempted to ask for more context, she decided maybe it really wasn't information for her to know. After all, it was obvious to anyone outside of the group of four boys that their bond was closer knit than anyone would ever be able to break, and a friendship that close had to carry its own special secrets. She took a step back in surprise at the sudden outburst. For the most part, James hardly let any emotion break the surface of his easy smirk. It took no genius to recognize that whatever was going on between him and Sirius and whatever had happened with Severus that lead to this encounter was severely bothering James. Her lips pursed and she stepped back towards him, her fingers now fiddling with the hem of her skirt. She still despised hearing negative words surrounding Severus, whether or not they held some truth. "You and Sirius will figure it out. You two are practically bound at the hip, that won't go away with a silly misstep."

You: Lily seemed so sure, but James wasn't. And maybe some of his anger towards Sirius had turned to aggression and instead been used against Snape. He slipped off his glasses so he could run a hand over his face, trying to swallow past the lump in his throat. "It's just..." He knew the lack of details must be driving her spare. It would him. But who else could he talk to? He and Sirius were fighting and the idea of telling Wormtail or Moony any of this made him feel like vomiting. With how angry James was... Moony would be angrier. And so bloody hurt to know his friend had tried to use him as a weapon. Lily was the first person he'd been able to open up with. "I'm sorry," James muttered, feeling tears spring to his eyes, and he flushed with embarrassment. He was frustrated and confused and trapped. "He put Remus in so much danger. And I can't explain how but now Snape is threatening Remus. And it's all Sirius' fault. And Remus doesn't even know how betrayed he should feel." He turned away from Lily then to scrub harder at his face, willing himself to calm down and not drop his cool facade. He would not get this upset in front of Evans.

Stranger: If she'd been shocked to see his spurt of anger (something she'd admittedly been on the receiving end a few times over their years together), it had no comparison to how she felt seeing his eyes become glossy and his sudden inability to truly grasp onto words. Any frustration Lily had built up towards James since she first ran into him in the Common Room completely dissipated at this sudden vulnerability that for some reason made her stomach sink. "James..." she whispered, stepping up close to him and lifting her palm up to his cheek, forcing him to look at her. She had no idea how upset he must be for him to suddenly break down like this, and she now felt rather awful for even being angry with him in the first place. "It... You know Sirius, he's got about twice as much pride as you do, and that's no easy bar to pass. It's going to take him time to come to terms with the fact that... whatever he did was wrong. You know how much you boys need to him, and he's probably eating at away at himself knowing he might have jeopardized something." Her other hand gave his arm a small squeeze and she looked up at him with a gentle smile. "Don't apologize."

You: He didn't want to look at her and clumsily slipped his glasses into his bag so he wouldn't break them. Maybe it would be easier if the world stayed out of focus. He could hear her moving closer to him and he went to shrug her off, not needing her pity, when her hand found his cheek. His hazel eyes went wide and he allowed her to turn his head. Lily was touching him and just that had his churning stomach turn to butterflies instead. He ran the heel of his palm across his other cheek to check that it was dry and offered her a small smile. "Yeah." Maybe she was right. Maybe Padfoot was silently bullying himself. He cleared his throat as she placed her other hand on his arm. His own hands sort of fluttered near her waist, but now was not the time, and he stuffed his hands into his pockets instead. "I shouldn't have pushed Snape against the wall, though. Honestly, it'll probably just aggravate the situation." Because even if some of his worry about Sirius had dissipated, the danger Remus was in was still very real and kind words and hands on his cheeks couldn't change that.

Stranger: Lily tugged her bottom lip between her teeth and then let it go. She felt sorry for the whole situation, even if there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. Or... maybe there was. "Hey, listen. I can... maybe I can talk to Sev. We're.... well you know, we're not exactly on good terms right now, but I'll bet he's a lot more willing to listen to me than he might be you. No offense." He lips upturned into a slight wry smile. She realized then that her hands had been lingering on his arm and skin for perhaps a little too long. She pulled them away down to her sides, but a bit too quickly and admittedly awkwardly enough to make her cheeks color a slight pink and she prayed he hadn't noticed her lacking casualness as she leaned her hip into the wall.

You: James' eyes were very much distracted by her lips and he watched the whole process, only blinking away when she started to speak. Her offer was brilliant and kind, especially since he knew that she and Snape weren't very close anymore. But it might also lead to more problems. He ran another hand through his hair, still very much aware of how she was touching him. But it was almost as though the thought had triggered her realization, and her hands dropped so suddenly and unnaturally that he worried she'd been shocked. James flushed with her and pulled his glasses back out of his bag for something to do. He slipped them onto his face, still considering her offer. "I... don't know how much help that would be. You might just end up roping yourself into it. And I'd hate for you to get into another fight with him over this."

Stranger: "Honestly, James, I haven't anything to lose with Severus anymore. He hates me for something I will never be able to change about myself, and I really ought to not be keeping myself associated with someone who thinks of me like that." Lily let out a slow sigh, shaking her head the slightest bit with her focus downcast at the ground. She tried to forget about the whole incident with him, but whenever something reminded her of it it still stung just as much as when she'd heard him hiss those words that seemed to cut through her like ice. "Besides, he is well... pretty damn close to resembling a piece of trash." Once more her lips upturned into a tight smile as her eyes met his seriously. "I mean it, James. If you think it will help, I will. Remus is my friend too, you know. I wouldn't just be doing it for you." Her eyes had a teasing glimmer in them as she spoke the last bit, still locked and encaptured with his hazel ones.

You: The idea that anyone could hate Lily Evans for any reason was all the evidence James needed that all the blood purists were mad as hatters. She could be prideful and nagging and too sassy for anyone's good, but it only made her more wonderful. He laughed as she agreed with him, sounding both shocked and delighted. Maybe this was the start of something new for them. He'd never assume relationship - he was mostly certain by now that he was proper in love with her, but also that she would never see him like that - but if they could have a better friendship, a real friendship, then maybe he could be happy. "I know. And if Remus knew... I think he'd be grateful. Just know..." Snape was vengeful. He'd quickly reveal the truth to Lily. "He'll probably tell you some things about Remus that... you might not want to know." James didn't care about the whole werewolf business beyond knowing his best friend had to go through terrible pain once a month, but there was this stigma around it. Remus cared. "I don't know if it would be better coming from me or not. If I tell you, I'm betraying his trust. But if Snape tells you, it might be painted in entirely the wrong light."

Stranger: Lily frowned, uncertain what James could possibly mean. She knew Remus probably the best out of all of them, he had been one of her first friends at Hogwarts and their friendship held much deeper than revising essays together and practicing new spells they'd taught themselves on one another. Remus had become her closest friend since she lost Severus as hers, even moreso than Marlene. He'd quite literally been her shoulder to cry on when the Ravenclaw she'd fancied in fourth year broke their brief relationship off, and he understood more than anyone why she didn't love going home for the summer as much as everyone else did. She knew his flaws, his anger that when triggered was harsher than anyone else's, his ever prevailing insecurity, his tendency to sulk for far too long when he had a day that didn't quite go his way, but none of those were things she felt she'd rather not know about them. "I think I've learned not to trust much of what Severus says anymore," Lily admitted tightly. She shook her head, the corners of her mouth lifting tightly again as she reached a hand out to grab his and give it a gentle squeeze. "I'll find a way to talk to him. Remus is incredibly important to me, and Sirius is your best mate. If I can help put this behind you all I will."

You: James pushed his lips together and nodded. Even so, what Snape had to say was true. James just hoped it wouldn't get out. It could absolutely ruin Remus' life. He chuckled awkwardly and glanced away. Her hand in his surprised him, but he didn't release it, just kept on holding tight. He gave a small squeeze back as thank you. "You're really the best, Lils. Thanks. And um, please don't tell anyone. About me, um," Crying, he didn't say, but it was definitely what he meant. James might have mellowed a bit, but he still needed to be the stalwart, brave Gryffindor Quidditch Captain. "We should probably head back now or they'll start thinking we killed each other."

Stranger: She felt her heart pound more quickly in her chest as she felt his hand return the squeeze. Lily thought she ought to let go of it, but she realized that she really didn't want to. His palm felt rather nice in hers, much larger and rougher than her dainty hands but comfortable nonetheless. Her lips twisted into a full-blown grin. "What was that? Can I get you to say that just one more time?" She teased. Her smile broadened further as she realized that she might actually have a piece of blackmail on the ever-collected, upstanding and handsomely cool James Potter. "Just don't do something to piss me off, and mum's the word," she teased. "C'mon," she nodded, initiating their walk back to the dormitory, painfully aware of the fact that their hands were still interlocked.

You: "You're really the best, Lily," he murmured, taking a step closer. But she was already on her way and he knew the moment was gone. Their hands were still locked together, though, and that alone had his heart pounding. "That's not fair," he groaned, nudging her shoulder with his. "Just me breathing can piss you off!" Or it certainly had a lot when they were younger. They hadn't actually traveled too far down the corridor, James far too into spewing out his problems than properly getting away from the common room, so they were at the Fat Lady's portrait in no time at all. Not that she was there to greet them. "Oh, come on. Don't tell me she's off visiting again."

Stranger: Hearing those words alone, much softer this time, seemed to do a funny thing to her knees that made them feel awfully weak and like she might just melt right there. And Lily could kick herself for feeling so silly just from being this close to James. She'd been denying why she found herself around him more and more, coming up with excuses like "prefect business" or "Transfiguration help" (afterall, it was the one subject James was better than her, as furious as that made her), but slowly she'd begun to realize that the reason she'd been spending more time around him was that, well, she wanted to. "Only when you do it too heavily," she giggled. Lily huffed when they arrived at the portrait to see an empty canvas. "Well, I suppose it is rather late, but still. I have an essay I need to finish!" She turned to frown at James. "So what, I suppose we just wait until she comes back? That could be hours."

You: "I don't breathe heavily," he countered, back into their normal rhythm. "I'm a Quidditch player. I'm at peak physical fitness. Breathing heavily would imply I was out of breath. Which I never am. And if," he paused. "If I were out of breath, it would only be because the sight of you took it away." Laying it on a bit thick, but if he could get her to blush again, it would all be worth it. He immediately took a sight in the corridor leaning up against the banister. "I mean, you could try knocking on her portrait. Plenty of people were still up when we left. But yeah we might be locked out here until who knows when." James spread his legs out in front of him and crossed one ankle over the other. "This new for you, Evans? Guess you don't normally get caught out of bed at odd times, huh? Well, except for your prefect stuff with Moony."

Stranger: Lily gave him a dramatic eyeroll, but the grin that stretched across her cheeks gave away her nonchalance almost as much as the heat that flooded her cheeks. "I thought we'd given up those types of remarks, Potter," she teased, situating herself next to him with her legs crossed beneath her. "It's been quite a bit since we left. Besides, you're really not supposed to let people in when they knock." Why was she coming up with these silly excuses? She had no doubt that Remus and Peter and Sirius were all still up, situated in their usual spot waiting for them to come back. "Oh, not at all," she smirked. "The difference between you and me is, when I'm out of bed at odd times, I don't get caught."

You: He shrugged. "For the most part. But every so often they make you blush, which is well worth the grumbling." Still, she joined him on the floor, which was very nice. James was honestly a bit surprised she wasn't trying to break down the door. "Ah, of course," he laughed. "Merlin forbid we break a single rule." But he was intrigued by her next answer. He shifted to turn towards her slightly, a look of mock-scandal on his face. "Oh-ho! So the perfect prefect, the queen of Slug Club, actually gets into trouble? I don't believe it." Little did she know, of course, that half the time when the Marauders got caught it was because they meant to. After all, James had three means of escape at near all times. He knew every secret passage in this school and had a map that showed him where everyone was. Sure, the Marauders Map changed hands between the four of them as often as sweets or spare sickles, but the Invisibility Cloak was his and his father's before him. If one of the other Marauders had it, it was just to borrow and was returned soon after. James could near always disappear from sight. And if they were outdoors? He was just an innocent stag who'd emerged from the forest, not a schoolboy in trouble. He wondered if Lily would rat him out for any of those three things? Well, better she didn't know.

Stranger: Much to her regret, the comment that followed made her flush grow brighter. Lily turned her head just enough so that her hair blocked his view of her face, in hopes of slightly hiding just how easily those small remarks made her red. "Most definitely not a perfect prefect, and Slughorn just about praises the way your feet hit the ground when you walk. He only likes me because I participate in class rather than goofing off in the back. I'll bet he's waiting for the day he can properly ask you to sign a snitch for him so that he can add you to his trophy collection of students." She nudged him. "No, I don't get /in/ trouble, but I do cause it on occasion. You know, despite what you may believe, I actually do enjoy having fun sometimes, and I don't actually have a huge stick up my arse."

You: James knew he'd hit the nail on the head when she hid her face. Interesting. He'd made Lily turn red before, sure, but in anger. This was a bit new. He was quite sure he liked it and would try it again sometime soon. "Slughorn only likes me because of my dad," James said with a roll of his eyes. "He likes you for your raw talent." Her skill with potions was absolutely undeniable, and much as people loved to say it had been all Snape's help... well, they didn't work together anymore and her marks were still better. So all her naysayers could shut up (or James would make the- where was this aggression coming from, blimey). "Causing trouble - and I was never invited? I'm hurt, Evans, truly. You know that's in my top five favorite things to do." He picked at the edge of his sleeve as he said, "I don't think you've got a stick up your arse. And honestly even if you did... sometimes that's better than playing stupid pranks that just hurt others." He'd swung back around to the topic of Sirius, caught himself, and quickly deflected. "Like, I mean, I was a pretty big prat as a kid."

Stranger: "Hey, you hold your own without your family's name. You know it drives McGonagall absolutely mad how effortless Transfiguration is to you despite the fact that you spend most of the class flying notes across the room to Sirius. And you know you're the best seeker Hogwarts has seen in years. Gryffindor's just lucky to have you on the team." Lily shrugged, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Let's just say most of the victim's of my own trouble making have consisted of boys on Marlene's register. Just don't let yourself get on there, we don't let them off easy," she grinned. "Yeah, you were," she agreed, not bothering to sugar coat it. The fact was, she really quite did dislike James a lot the first two or three years she'd known him. He came across exclusively as pompous, arrogant, and quite frankly plain mean. But he was significantly different now, and she wasn't the only one to notice. She recalled a dinner several weeks ago when Florence was talking about how James was not only cute, but had a good personality to match now. Lily didn't like the way the comment made her feel knowing she wasn't the only one who noticed. What did she have to get jealous about? That wasn't a feeling one usually got towards their friends about other friends.

Stranger: ((Hey I'm super duper sorry but I'm totally falling asleep))

You: ((I have to go as well. You have a good night! This was lovely!))

You have disconnected.

#jily #omegle

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yikes do u have any advice for someone who's new to tumblr rping?? i'm asking u bc u seem super nice & i really love ur blog /w\

O U T O F S U N L I G H T

Hello There! Thank you so much for you kind words! And may I be one of the first to welcome you to the Roleplay Community on Tumblr, as well as ( more specifically?) to the Comicbook Fandom! I’ve been exactly where you are now, my friend, as a veteran of RP from other sites and venues, newly branching into this hot little mecca of writing known as Tumblr!

I think you’re really going to like it here. :)

Tumblr is an expansive universe where the possibilities are limitless, both within and beyond the fandom your character might originally hail from. It is the birthplace of some truly wonderful things, like SuperWhoLock, Batfamily Shenanigans, and Redemption from Marvel’s Civil War 2 trash. On here, all those usual rules that controlled the way you wrote your character in an RP Community or chat room no longer exist, granting you freedom to interpret them any way you wish (or multiple ways in multiple settings!). Many fandom, like the DC Comics Fandom, are populated by passionate and friendly writers who want to interact with others that feel just as strongly about the universe as they do!

But, and I’m sure you’ve heard this, RPing on Tumblr is not for the faint of heart. All those things that make this place a source of creativity and inspiration also allow for some serious issues. The site itself can be a challenge, not really designed for intuitive, flowing RP threads. The atmosphere of a fandom, usually so positive, is also constantly changing in nature, and populated heavily by free variables (i.e. people), so that there are no comfort zones for anyone involved.

On one hand, this will make you a better writer, a more conscientious interpreter of character motives, and a much stronger RPer overall. On the other hand…. well, even the best fandoms have their fair share of abuse, and no one is immune to having their feelings hurt.

Knowing all this, me and my fellow roleplayers still come online to write our hearts out everyday, because we love to write and Tumblr is hands-down one of the most prolific places for Roleplay on the internet. And I’ll tell you this, lovely anon, hard as it is, tumblr RP is also a breeding ground for wonderful and meaningful friendships that will last far longer than even the strongest OTP. That’s why I’m so pleased to heard that you are willing to give Tumblr RP a try, even if you don’t feel totally certain about how to start.

As for me, I look forward to seeing you in the this fandom community (or perhaps another!) and possibly interacting with you in the future. Thank you so much for trusting me enough with your question. I’m certainly not an expert on being a successful roleplayer (some days I make a potato look like a better talent than me!), but I hope I can offer a few small pointers that might help you get started on your way to RP glory.

First of all, regardless of whatever fandom has caught your fancy, I suggest you research the atmosphere of the RP community here on Tumblr. Use the search feature to scope out RP tags for the fandom, spot promos for characters, and stalk any RP communities currently seeking applications on the site. All this information will give you a feel for the type of RP experience you’ll have while in that fandom., and may influence your decision to take up a certain character.

If you have a personal tumblr blog, but you want to RP a character in a fandom, then I highly recommend you make another (completely separate) tumblr blog. Sideblogs are nice, but they don’t work well when you’re following others and want to interact via asks, replies etc. Things can get very confusing, very fast, especially in the activity feed!

Many people swear by their ‘About’ pages, and that’s a good thing. Once you’ve created your character blog and start reaching out to others, most RPers on tumblr will bee-line for your ‘About’ or ‘Rules’ page as soon as they see you’ve followed them. This is a courtesy so they can know how to best approach your character and what the important details should be known when RPing with you. So, to hedge your bets in a good way, always make an About Page and include all vital details about your character on it!

Also, keep in mind, there is no wrong way to write an About Page. You can check other RPers’ blogs for examples, but just write it however most makes sense to you. As long as it gives the reader an understanding of your vision with your character, that’s what matters.

Sometimes when you’re starting out, especially if you’re playing an OC or a lesser known Canon character, you’re going to have to be the brave one that reaches out to others and asks for threads. Just posting opens and following other blogs might not get you the responses you hope for, and I don’t want that to discourage you. Don’t be afraid to (respectfully) go after the RPer you’re interested in writing with, I guarantee they’re all super nice people and they will respond favorably to your interest in them!

Depending on the type of person you are, I would recommend possibly getting an instant messenger account for your RP blogs. I know that Tumblr messenger exists, but many RPers prefer to limit access to who can message them via that interface. The most popular instant messenger choices on tumblr are Skype, Kik, and Discord. This is certainly Not a requirement, and please don’t feel pressured to get an account if you are not comfortable with talking to strangers via instant messenger. But, if you love to spazz out over your fandom, and you love to share plot ideas and headcanons, then you will find a great many fast friends in the RP fandoms on tumblr. So many writers (me included!) love to share their inspiration in this quick way, and translate it to writing on the site!

Learn the fine art of tagging posts. Tags are just about the only thing we Tumblr RPers have as a search filter on this website, and some of us follow certain tags religiously. And I don’t just mean our tumblr url, I mean anything we feel is relevant to our character. For example, I track the tags: #sunxking, #apollo, #midnighterandapollo, #midnighter, #TheAuthority, etc. I also generously tag anything I post so that I can easily find it again on my blog, or provide navigation links to it for others to find. (such as #openstarter for all my Apollo RP opens). Additionally, I feel it’s important to be careful in tagging for triggering posts. I always tag with the keyword of the triggering content, and append the triggering keyword with either ‘ts’ (for tumblr savior) or ‘tw’ for “trigger warning.” Keep in mind that if you’re tagging an original post (not a reblog) that only the first five tags are picked up by the tumblr search engine.

Stay open minded. And I don’t just mean in regards to crossovers and alternate universes. There will be RPers that you will meet that may interpret a well-known character in a way that seems entirely contradictory to how you envision them. And you may like it… or you may not. But sometimes thinking outside of the box produces great rewards, and you never know what innovative idea might spring out of a crack conversation. Regardless, always follow the rule of thumb: Respect others and lead with kindness.

Hopefully these initial pointers will help you hit the ground running with an RP blog on tumblr! There are other things people focus on, like the right theme, or text formatting… but that stuff doesn’t really matter to me. Personally, as long as your writing content reflects your dedication to your character, I am interested in reading it!

Again, Welcome to this amazing place, and I wish you all the success and fun with your character.

Best of Luck!

– Red

#ooc #rp advice #mun writes alot wow #Anonymous #long post ts

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