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roleplayfinder · 2 months
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Looking for someone 21+ (as i am 26) to rp a greys anatomy, prison or asylum plot
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the-shadow-watches · 2 years
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Who are you, Shadow?
The shadow looks around the forest it’s currently in, curiously search for a source of the voice it just heard.
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forged-in-stars · 2 years
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Cap has once again begun to wander the seemingly endless woods, their encounter with Cedar leaving their insides writhing with regret and anger.
As they stumbled through the woods they came upon a clearing, one that they had never seen before. In the middle of the sun warmed grass stood what seemed to be a statue.
They froze for a moment, the absurdity of the situation making them ponder the intentions of the seemingly harmless place. After the statue made no move Cap began to creep closer cautiously. Once they were able to make out the features of the creature they let in a sharp inhale.
It wasn't a statue at all, but rather the Moth man, who they thought had fled the world months ago.
He didn't seem to be stone like they originally thought, as shown by the peaceful rise and fall of his chest. Instead it seemed that he was asleep.
Cap gave him a tentative poke on the cheek before backing away as his breathing hitched for a moment.
(-cap)
The cryptid doesn't stir further, still locked in his deep slumber. Sleep is one of the only ways for him to regain energy. Since he had been up and active for a long time, eventually the fatigue forced him to retreat and find a peaceful corner to recuperate. He isn't aware of the time that passed or what happens around him. Dreams of memories peaceful and disturbing keep his mind entertained. So he doesn't quite notice the poke more than a bug crawling over him.
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sadiegren · 2 years
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The earth is an old thing. Long before the green that coats and speckles the crust, long before the endless, deep blue, there was the earth. rock, churning endlessly in its cycle of renewal. To be buried in the earth is to become a part of it. To feel, ever so deeply in your core, that no matter what happens, there will always be earth.
There will always be dirt.
There’s a crack in the earth before you, and five, curling fingers emerging from it, scraping at the ground, pulling itself from the earth below, followed by an arm, and then a head and a shoulders, then the dirt man pulls himself in full from the earth, salt and pepper beard splashed across his face, grey streaked black hair mussed, eyes a shiny, deep black, as he bows low, before standing straight
“Mmmmmnnnnnelllo, my friend, it is a very good day to see you!”
Sadie lets out a surprised yelp as the dirt cracks in front of them, accidentally dropping the bucket of seeds they were holding.
Beside them is a white wolf with three legs who immediately starts to growl at the mysterious man from the earth.
However, Sadie seems to relax just barely as the man greets them.
“Uh- hello? You gave-gave me quite the fright, sir. Um- who might you be? If you don’t mind me asking.” The deer hybrid asks as they rest a hand on the wolf’s head to try and calm her down.
@thesuitfrombeneath
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savagestemper · 1 year
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𝐢ndependent 𝐩ortrayal 𝐨f
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐙͟𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐃𝐑͟𝐀𝐆꩜𝐕͟𝐈͟𝐂𝐇
𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 ! + 𝟐𝟎 .
mature themes ahead .
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i don't 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙮
hatchets .
𝐈 𝐒𝐇͟𝐀͟𝐑͟𝐏͟𝐄𝐍
them .
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the-game-master · 2 years
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Thana walked through the forest nervously, clutching her journal tighter. She’d told Luci what she was doing and she had her communicator but last time- no. She wasn’t thinking about it.
After a few minutes of limping she heard a laugh from the clearing up ahead.
Up in the clearing ahead is a young child laughing in joy as he manages to glide from one large boulder in the clearing to the other, his wings flapping excitedly after he lands on the rock.
“Yes! I’m getting really good at gliding, Green! Do you think I’ll be able to fly soon?”
Thana doesn’t hear any response but the child pouts as if he did.
“Hey! I’m not that clumsy.” He says grumpily as he sits on the boulder. He continues to have a conversation with seemingly no one.
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gameswillbeplayed · 2 years
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an incomplete verse list because i want more aus sue me
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Mainverse Matt survived Kira!Case and is getting used to living with…. No direction? No external drive? What is he supposed to do for the rest of his life??
Kira!Case Where the canon events take place. Matt works for Mello, tries to get over his hurt from being abandoned (or, at least, tries to get his revenge and make Mello feel the same) while getting closer to finishing up the case that killed L.
Alternatively, Matt might be working for Near to spite Mello. 
Looking for Mello After Mello left Wammy’s house, Matt went after him. He is in Las Vegas, looking for clues, getting into trouble and generally being a depressed jackass to anyone around him. He’s angry, he’s lonely and he’s hurt. 
Wammy verse Childhood at Wammy’s house is. Interesting. While Matt is not looking to compete for the status of L’s successor there isn’t a moment that isn’t filled with reminders that there is a goal that he should be trying to get to. The rat race is tough, and with a friend like Mello who needs enemies?
Pokémon
team rocket’s blasting off again Matt is a Team Rocket Executive, just following Giovanni’s orders to live a more exciting life. 
team numbskulls Matt is a Team Skull grunt, living that easy life doing whatever the fuck he wants (which more often than not is just chilling, smoking pot and having a beer or five).
The Owl House A member of Potions coven, Matt occasionally helps the Emperor’s coven with his knowledge of generally unheard-of and often bizarre potions. He sometimes wishes he chose the Emperor’s coven (or stayed a wild witch) for the sake of having access to more types of magic but is aware that his specialised skill set has a lot of important people owing him a favour. 
Genshin Impact Practically no-one knows how Matt became a member of Harbingers, or how he hasn’t gotten himself killed by the unending list of people envious of his status. Matt has an electro vision which he rarely has the need to use, as he prefers to avoid fighting head-on and tricks his enemies into an endless chase filled with Automatons he has tweaked.
Supernatural
Hunters Coming from Wammy’s orphanage for children whose caretakers were killed by supernatural creatures, Matt has never even thought of a life where he wouldn’t be a hunter. And he is good at what he does - he just doesn’t do much, which has gotten him into more than a handful of arguments with other hunters who seem to think that the whole world is on their personal shoulders. 
Hunters+ The same as previous but the one time Matt let his guard down he got bitten by a werewolf. Which is fine, it’s fine, no-one needs to know about this, right?
Gen!Mafia AU Going from a drug dealer to a sought-out hacker, Matt has seen most of what the mafia has to offer, good and bad. Some of the messy sides he prefers to ignore and leave for the people with stronger stomachs but unfortunately that’s not always an option.
And they were roommates (University AU) Oh yeah. University. The time when you get to spread your wings and get to know what being an adult is like and —- how has your roommate managed to make the place into a disaster zone already? You just moved in yesterday! AKA Matt is a terrible person to live with godspeed.
Prison AU So against the odds, Matt got caught. And against the odds, he got jail time. Two years, technically. Possibly less if he behaves himself - first timer perks, he supposes.
He really wishes he took weight lifting, or kickboxing, or any exercise, really, before being sent in. And that his cellmate won’t fuck him up too bad. And that the guards are pretty and wearing sexy prison guard uniforms, whatever those look like.
1312 AU Matt is a detective who keeps changing districts (and states) to do undercover jobs as often as possible because they are generally the jobs where he can do whatever he wants (Very much B99 influenced).
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walkingnightmxre · 3 months
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are prison set rp's not really a thing? would anyone be interested in running or joining a prison themed tumblr based group roleplay? any interest?
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atthebell-moved · 9 months
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i think my favorite thing about walter bob and a few other not-cucurucho federation workers is that everyone kind of wants to be mean to them bc they hate the federation but they also really want to be nice to the admins playing them bc they respect how much work they do, which is how you get everyone trying to adopt walter bob, cellbit immediately feeling bad for shouting at the cook admin, and tazercraft, despite being literally imprisoned, being pretty nice to the guards, bc behind it all it's just admins trying to do their jobs. this is also why you get them all deciding that the federation treats their workers poorly (not a bad assumption) and that they deserve sympathy for being stuck working for it
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the-shadow-watches · 2 years
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Cap had left the cryptid a few hours back and had resumed their most common pastime, wandering the woods aimlessly.
They had found a darker part of the forest where the shadows seems to try and grab them. Every little movement caught their eye and made every hair stand on end.
It seemed their body hadn't come to terms with their own immortality yet and kept telling them to turn around. But curiosity was starting to get the better of them
The shadows almost seem to warp and twist in the corner of Cap’s eyes but every time they turn to look the shadows go right back to normal.
Far off in the distance Cal can see the silhouette of… something. A four legged beast? It almost looks like a wolf of some kind but with floppy ears and… horns?
They’re being watched.
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forged-in-stars · 2 years
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Sunny Memories
"You got ink on your crown!", a voice as clear as bells giggles "How on earth-", another laugh,"-how do you keep doing that?" "Magic, clearly" Argus exhales sarcastically, but a smile stretches his lips and lights up his face, as he leans forward with a sheepish head tilt.
"Oh, you're so stupid, seriously-" the other one rolls his eyes "- come here-"
Argus protests half-heartedly when his companion swiftly pulls off his headwear to clean it off. The young king pointedly decides to make that simple job as difficult as possible. Black stained fingertips reach for the other person, pulling them back into a playful embrace. What the young king failed to add to his equation was the surprised yelp and subsequent loss of balance, which very much also disturbed his own. They stumble together onto the carpeted floor. The crown slips his fingers falls down with a muffled thud next to them. When the initial shock wears off the two of them break out into cackling laughter, one more than the other. Argus turns to catch a glance of said other person. Next to him, he's sure, lies an angel. It must be an angel with summer eyes and a moonshine smile. For a moment, he felt like eternity. "Oh my-" He laughs breathlessly and turns as well, putting a hand under his own cheek. Argus almost misses the question as he gets lost in warm brown eyes. "Gods, what is up with you today? "I am simply-" a smile tugs on his lips again "-appreciating the view." That comment earns him a playful shove. "Of all the people I could have married I chose the corniest one I could find" they huff and turn away again to stare at the ceiling. "We can both agree on that" Another soft shove against his side making him laugh. His partner sits up and snatches the precious headband. Quickly they rub off the big inky fingerprint on the side with a sleeve of their shirt, before putting it back on Argus's head, who also sat up in the meantime. "There we go. What is a king without his sparkling crown, after all?" Argus shrugs at that. All of it was still incredibly new to him. The prestige, the expectations and the almost otherworldly standards make it seem like a whole new world. It's nothing like the place he came from. Meetings and formalities and a castle so large you could wander for days and not reach the end.
It's...a lot to wrap ones head around. Well, at least he has an anchor to keep him from getting swept up and drifting astray. Argus is very lucky, he realizes. "What is a king without his emperor?", Argus retorts quietly, looking down at his hands with a soft smile. A moment of silence. "Sounds like a very lonely king to me."
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sadiegren · 2 years
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*Liraz was prowling through their woods looking for animals to hunt when she noticed a young cervitar picking berries, far deeper into the woods than was smart.
Liraz got in position to pounce, and the moment the cervitar crouched down to stick their hand in a bush Liraz jumped on them sunk their fangs into the cervitar’s neck, injecting the creature with a powerful sleep toxin, before dragging them back to their cave.*
*Sadie cries out in surprise and pain as teeth sink into their neck. However they barely have the chance to struggle as the sleep toxin swiftly knocks them out and causes them to fall limp.*
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savagestemper · 1 year
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𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 . ⛧
Two months had passed since her fight with Rita . Two months in which she had been hospitalized , in a coma and rehab due to her broken arm , plus some ribs . They didn't let her talk to anyone , not even Marie , not even Lukas , and she was worried somehow . She didn't know if the prison were informing Marie of her progress , or if she was even alive . Zara had no family after all— , no one as close as Marie .
Fortunately , today was the day back to Wentworth . She had to have a conversation with the Governor so that they would not put her in the protection unit , and she had to agree to go to therapy with the psychologist
( she hadn't seen a psychologist
in her fucking whole life . )
to keep track of the possible consequences in her head , in addition to looking for a solution to those `` anger issues `` , although she thought it was useless . She didn't even consider that it was her fault , but Rita's . She didn't want to fight when she saw her , she tried to run away , not once but 𝙏𝙒͟𝙄͟𝘾𝙀 , but they might have heard another version , and of course 𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄 was going to believe her . Doubtfully Marie .
A sigh left her lips before the guards opened the van doors . Then she got out while Linda Miles carried her things because of her arm still in a cast , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 , she thought . Unfortunately the inmates were still in the yard , she had arrived at a bad time to avoid the stares , the insults and bad taste comments and jokes , the shouting , although actually she ( didn't ) even care at this point , she knew what she was looking for with her eyes .
❛ No distractions , Dragovich ,
keep walking . ❜
The blonde's voice made her walk faster , the characteristic frown and the same face of few friends that she always had . Until they arrived at the unit , waiting for the guard to indicate her cell , pleasantly surprised that they had returned her the ( old ) cell .
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❛ Someone occupied your cell
while you were gone , but
you can have it back ,
consider it a gift . Or an
apology . ❜
A curious way to ask for 𝖋͟𝖔͟𝖗𝖌𝖎͟𝖛͟𝖊͟𝖓͟𝖊͟𝖘͟𝖘 . She couldn't help but let out a soft scoff as she entered and the other woman left the basket on the desk , receiving a look from the immate who , without saying anything , told her to leave . And she did that . Good . Now she could sit on the bed for a while , the door still open and her gaze on the floor , trying to assimilate that she was there again , giving a little jump when she heard footsteps in the unit , not quite daring to go out , to find who was it . Because honestly , as much as she wanted to see Marie , she knew that she was probably expecting a scolding for putting her life in danger , again , and again , and again . And now she ( didn't ) need that . So again , she let out a small breath and closed her eyes .
❛ Fuck ... ❜
She quietly whispered to herself .
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dnalt-d2 · 4 months
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I'm still not over just how many different levels of insane today's lore was
We've got 2/3rds of morning crew, with Pac asking Ramon for his blessing to start dating Fit, plus the new info about the Code Attack the other day
Then we jump to Phil, who was just trying to make an orchard with his kid, when suddenly he's face-to-face with this little Eye Guy who escaped a government facility where he was being tortured for information. Then two big Eye Guys show up and tell Phil that if he doesn't hand the little guy over in two days time, they're going to harm his child. After dealing with that as much as he can, the government comes back and recaptures the little guy, presumably to torture him again. All the time, with the looming presence of an almost all-knowing Creation Deity who's trying to help him heal his damaged mental state, as well as resist the temptation of a greedy undead Monarch from another world.
And then Roier's evil twin brother conspired to switch Roier's brain with a rat and now we have Ratoier
Just saying, today was a D A Y
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Tnt duo is so funny right now. No we haven’t seen them in eight months. Yes we keep accumulating more wins than any other dsmp couple. c!Quckity was engaged to two people. c!Wilbur was straight. They’re somehow the most canon relationship in the whole server
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