#rp;

[feralgalaxy]

Old Platinum

@rivalrosso Liked for a starter!

The gentle light of the morning brought a little luminous glow to the world that day. It brought a touch of warmth to what was shaping up to be a chilly day. Naturally, for a morning such as this, a local coffee shop found its lounge a bit crowded that day, forcing the rest of its patrons outside to rest on their benches and umbrella-topped tables.

The crowd consisted mostly of a younger crowd. Those young adults going for a spot of coffee before plunging into their jobs, teens doing the same before going to school or to train with their Pokemon, and everyone in-between stopping by for a little drink to warm themselves up.

Among this younger crowd was one who stuck out a bit in more ways than one. He was an older gentleman, huddled up on a bench by himself. A tall individual, he practically towered over the rest of the crowd. He was doing his very best to ignore everyone else, including his purchased cup of coffee that must not be up to his tastes.

A cooled breeze swam in the air, chilling the older man enough to have him clutch a black trench coat over his body to keep what little warmth he had in him. As he did so, those withering red eyes of his wandered for a moment, before locking with the irises of someone amid the crowd.

He could feel the sheer arrogance and pride that belonged to that trainer in those eyes alone. Just as quickly as they met, he tears his gaze away, unaware of an unspoken rule between trainers.

When their eyes meet, they must do battle no matter what.

#rp; #rivalrosso #muse galacta knight #v; pokemon trainer #((AH this starter sucks lmao *hides under my banky* #((now I totally have to flesh out this verse tho

[rangikuxmatsumoto]

@retiredshinigami continued from here.

Seconds drag out for eternity – she’s prepared to walk away, even going so far as stepping back off the small step from the clinic’s door – but the commotion from behind the closed door stops her in her tracks. A curse, a scream – the guttural noise was impossible to miss, but impossible to decipher as well.

Instinctively, her palm reaches for the door handle, there’s no resistance but she feels the faintest jiggle from the other side. Her palm retracts back to her side just as the door slides open, vision lifting to find an older, yet familiar face staring back at her.

She wasn’t sure what she had been expecting. Twenty plus years was a drop in the bucket for shinigami – she doubted she looked like she had aged more than a day since he had last laid eyes upon her. Sure, her hair was different but that was probably the grandest of changes for her. But twenty years for a human…was a quarter of their lifetime.

“Shi…” His former title, name, life, died upon her lips as she gave a little shake of her head, a faint smile tugging the corner of her lips upwards. “Isshin…You look like you’ve seen a ghost…”

#SHFIUASGDF AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #Sorry this took me FOREVER #𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 | 𝗌𝖺𝗄𝖾 | 𝖽𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗅𝗌; #rp;

[onegatorartist]

The tag post

#OOC; #IC; #RP; #answer; #Anonymous; #likes; #muse likes; #aesthetics; #memes; #mobile post;

[hiredassault]

      meme call.    hit the heart for an ask in your inbox!

#reverse meme call; #meme call; #mutuals only; #rp;

[randomeeveelutions]

Continued from here

@the-rat-house

Rind sat there on the floor, tail curled around her paws as the largest, most unusual rat she's ever seen tense up at her presence.

"Just a bit of urban exploration, hm?" The Eevee's sneaking grin is audible in her voice. "Sure, sure. Nothing wrong with that! None of us are supposed to be here. But you are right, I am looking for something!"

The creature inches a bit closer to them, bushy tail briefly wagging and eyes gleam in adoration. She looks so unassuming, but something might feel off.

"Could you... Help me find it, perhaps?"

#rp; #the-rat-house #rind; #((whats better than this? just a couple of thieves being sneaks

[brokenbutterfly12]

So, Inutaisho isn't your lover?

".......no. He is my grandfather at best."

#anonymous #rp; #musing;

[monsoon-of-art]

#I'm serious stop doing it #theyre scraping fanfics and other authors writing #'oh but i wanna rp with my favs' then learn to write #studios wanna use ai to put writers AND artists out of business stop feeding the fucking machine!!!!

[sothisisablog]

#tumblr #made with tumblr #omegle #rip #rip omegle #destiel #destiel meme #rp #roleplay #sorry roleplayers

[ot3]

i dont like the idea that kids these days are doing their fandom rps with ai chatbots. that's how you're supposed to make lifelong friends as a weird really online teen.

#i was never really an rper of any kind it just did not do it for me #im like im sorry actually i cant do this collaboratively i need to be controlling all of the little dolls myself. #however homestuck rp deck epicmafia. now that was another story

[psycheterminal]

Treat anything on Discord as media that will be lost

Do not use Discord to host your files. Do not rely on Discord to preserve your text. DO NOT RELY ON DISCORD FOR ANY KIND OF PRESERVATION OR HOSTING!!

It CAN be lost, it WILL be lost! You must consider Discord as a part of the Core Internet, controlled by one company that hosts the servers.

I thought it was impressive at first that it replaced IRC, but now I am horrified. If the company behind Discord went under today, how many friends would you lose?

How many relationships? How much writing?

You may think this won't happen, but I remember when AIM went down and along with it, entire novels worth of interaction with my oldest friend.

IT CAN HAPPEN TO YOU. IT WILL HAPPEN AGAIN. NO COMPANY IS INFALLIBLE.

Back up your files! Download anything you've saved to Discord NOW, before the API changes go into effect! And DO NOT RELY ON THEM FOR HOLDING IMPORTANT FILES!

#discord #discord chat #discord rp #discord roleplay #discord app #preservation #internet preservation

[nabesthetics]

#I didn't actually take it for rp purposes but....... #baldur's gate 3 #bg3

[feralgalaxy]

The Comet

@schattenmagier liked for a Starter!

Where he came from, the term "alien" didn't really exist.

Sure, on the peacefully isolated, backwater planets so unworthy of mention they were a mere footnote to any respectable traveler of Gamble Galaxy, off-planet visitors were exceptionally rare and so labeled as aliens by the frightened populous. They were the exception, though. In Galacta Knight's time, going from one planet to another was about as normal as driving to another town. The uproar one would get from abruptly landing on one of those outer planets was unpleasant- and annoying- so it was in his best interest to avoid them.

However. There were times when, no matter how much the all-powerful Galacta Knight wished to avoid them, he simply had no choice in the matter.

It was something that shouldn't have happened in the first place, in Galacta's opinion anyways. Some intrepid inventor commissioned by the scraps of his old kingdom came to his crystal one day and broke the seal, a shiny new weapon turned on the Knight still getting his bearings. Before he knew it, the thing fired and blasted him in the face.

It didn't hurt, really. What it did do however was blast him backwards and open a portal, which closed up with a glittery pop as soon as he fell through.

Deposited in the atmosphere of an unknown planet, a stunned Galacta Knight could only fall. Fall. Fall. Closer and closer to the world below, appearing as a brilliant streak of light that briefly transformed the night into day as the comet hurdled to the surface of the planet. With an eardrum-shattering boom, it made landfall right on top of a condemned building. Amid the shattered remains of the structure, nestled in a deep crater, was the comet.

One burned, battered, still stunned swan-winged orbish being.

An alien.

#rp; #muse galacta knight #schattenmagier #((hope this is good! let me know if anything needs to be changed #((I hope the premise is a fun and interesting one. otherworldy being crashing on regular earth is a trope ive a soft spot for

[rangikuxmatsumoto]

your name: ...izuru

Romantic or platonic?: platonic. You look wonderful, Matsumoto-san, but... I swing the other way.

A night in or dinner out or an activity?: We both know we have one hobby in common. It is just a question of where do we want to do it.

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Human food makes me ill, so I shall pass on both accounts.

What's your perfect date?: Admittedly, not this. But I was blackmailed into it, so...

Would you cook for me?: If you like traditional foods.

Would you let me cook for you?: ...can you cook, Matsumoto-san?

Can we make-out?: No thank you.

Make out in private or in public?: Neither

Do you like to cuddle?: At times.

Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: There must always be blankets

Couch or bed?: ????

What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: Writing haiku, drinking, doing paperwork

Tell me something about you no else knows: I've arranged with the servants of the Kira Estate so that, when my time comes to an end, the property will be refurbished and used as an orphanage for those in the Rukongai who show promise and power, to help them get a better start towards the Academy and Seireitei.

Why do you want to be my valentine?: I lost a bet with Hisagi-san, and when I tried to choose a different penalty he reminded me of some rather private information of mine that he also knows.

What makes you a good Valentine?: ...?

RP MUSE VALENTINE’S APPLICATION | No Longer Accepting

Admittedly, she had been surprised to see Izuru’s name among the Valentine’s Applications. Although, it had been paramount that they had included the question of ‘platonic or romantic’ – and yet an answer for platonic certainly made most of the following questions unreasonable. Still, he had submitted one, it would be rude to ignore.

Most of his responses were to be expected; she felt a slight throb of her vein at her temple at the subtle dig of her cooking ability. Was she a perfect chef, no – could she cook, kind of. Huffing a tad, she returned to read the remaining responses before setting the file to the side.

She had already sent him chocolates for today, but she’d be sure to find him this evening – he owed her a drink for the cooking remark, but more importantly…she needed to find Shuuhei, he had gossip and she wouldn’t even probably need to twist his arm to get the information out of him.

#𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 | 𝗌𝖺𝗄𝖾 | 𝖽𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗅𝗌; #rp;

[pokemonranch]

Hey did you know that running into a bunch of Wooloos at night look EXTREMELY MENACING

#clay talks #pokeblogging #pokemon irl #poke pics #wooloo #pokemon rp #rotomblr

[moxyphinx]

"I just thought, 'I really want to go and lounge around on some sofas and do absolutely nothing and drop some funny lines.'" ROSAMUND PIKE on playing ELSPETH CATTON in SALTBURN (2023)

#rosamund pike #saltburn #saltburnedit #filmedit #elspeth catton #saltburn spoilers #gif #mine #* #film* #rp* #*insert rosamund's insta apology for *that* line* #and now i am free #1k

[randomeeveelutions]

The Team of Dreams

Closed w// @dimensional-duo

"Wha- What do you mean you won't form a team with me!?"

In one of Castelia City's many alleyways, three young Pokemon were having a bit of a chat. Them being a Purrloin, Meowth, and the rejected Eevee.

"Sorry, but we're sticking together for now." Purred the Dark-type cat. "Besides, we'd never get in with your record."

"Oh, that's rich coming from you!" The Eevee spat, fluffy tail lashing angrily as she started down the alley. "Fine, go on ahead! I'll find someone else to partner with!"

She didn't wait for them to respond to her comment. Arriving at Central Plaza, Rind huffed and slunk off into a different alley and found herself near Gym Street. Nobody appeared to be here.

The pricks of frustrated tears were blinked away. Who's bright idea was it to make it a rule that teams had to have at least two Pokemon in them? It wasn't very fair for a Pokemon with very few friends and a little misdemeanor or two on her record.

Before she could melt into a mess of tears at her situation, Rind sensed she wasn't exactly alone out here. And how embarrassing would that be, for someone else to find her crying like this!

"Uh... Hello?" The Eevee's feeble voice rang out down a seemingly empty alley. "If you're trying to mug me, just don't. I'm not in a good mood right now, and..."

She trailed off.

Something felt... Weird.

#rp; #dimensional duo #v; pmd #rind; #((*claps my hands together* Im so psyched about this setting hoho