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despair-inducing-soldier · 6 months ago
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Prisoner of War (Open RP)
It was a rough battle when Mukuro was suddenly knocked out and taken as prisoner. She was locked up in a high security cell and guards.
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noxtms · a month ago
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the moon was barely there, only a sliver or two of it reflecting brightly that night. it was a somber affair, could never really be anything else, not given the circumstances. a woman, kind and caring and virtuous, found murdered. her killer still walked free. any conversation, whispered & quick, was swallowed by the night seconds late. 
it was in this oppressive silence, this display of grief and mourning, that oriana trelawney found themself in. anyone in the crowd could be forgiven for missing the way they stood unsteady on their feet. a sticky sort of malaise plagued them, left them uneasy & nauseous in a way that guilt ( they had, after all, failed to find the woman alive ) could never explain. after a moment, they stumbled forward in their attempt to excuse themself quietly. 
martha strout began her speech, spoke of the sister loved so dearly and lost so tragically. all attention turned to her, not to the stumbling, sickly person hidden in the crowd. except for one cho chang who, at the sight of oriana in this state, moved closely to her former schoolmate. she wrapped an arm around their shoulders and whispered in their ear, asked if they needed anything, before guiding them away from the crowd. 
the pair ends up seated on a bench in a nearby park. by then, a migraine pounded behind oriana’s eyes, and they wanted nothing more than to close them and surrender to sleep. it was a horrid feeling. there was something building and building and building. words they did not know and words they would later know only written down laid heavy on the tip of their tongue. 
in the darkness on that night with the barely there moon, a figure - lurking and looking and listening - was easily missed, never a presence noted by the two twenty-somethings that sat there on that bench. whatever thing, heroic or mundane or villainous, that brought them into the darkness of the night was forgotten at the sight of the two, something in the air making them think to follow them, even if in the shadows, oriana and cho were awarded some degree of anonymity. 
they stepped forward, a twig snapping under their foot. cho looked back, caught a glimpse of the lurker, but that was forgotten in an instant when oriana’s eyes finally drifted, only to open a moment later with a hollowness not there just a moment before. they grabbed cho’s hand, their grip tight and painful and spoke, “vacate et scire...” and the words rang odd in the air.
it felt as if the night dropped several degrees and whatever slivers of the moon that were visible, dimmed. there was not long before they spoke again, the words barely past their lips before more tumbled out. “as surely as the skies will open ... as surely as the sea will swallow the earth ... “ 
it was not silent, of course. but the sounds of nature, that unstoppable beast, were faint compared to the words spoken. “when the thorned king threatens the undone queen, and the dread fires near forgotten burst forth, once more ...” 
“only after an old wrong is righted will a sacrifice still be wrought. blood is blood is blood is blood, spilled once and spilled again.” throughout it all, they sat so still. the only movement was the rise and fall of their chest and their lips. “three did live and three must die, for what nature did not give, the world will not abide. take heed : for blood is, and blood was, and blood is all there shall ever be, should damned spot desecrate the most hallowed of ground.” 
“sic infit … si vis pacem, para bellum.” 
after it all, after oriana returned to themself, only briefly. a something that wasn’t there in the minutes before the speech, a something that perhaps was never there in the years oriana lived before, shined in their eyes before their eyelids closed and they slumped against cho.
and cho stared, tried to make sense of it all, but never got the chance to answer. the lurker chose in that moment to take their exit. they ran, no longer a quiet onlooker, but now one of two that held vital information, and they had people to tell & plans to make. better to get there quick, better to lose whatever advantage afforded to them by stealth, than to risk anything important being lost to malleable human memory. 
by sunrise, emergency meetings would be called, members and officials woken in the middle of the night and gathered, but at that moment, in that quiet, quiet night, cho wrapped an arm around oriana and bore their weight as she tried to get them somewhere safe. 
CREDITS & OUT OF CHARACTER :
first and foremost, credits to chris for the above self para ! they’ve had the patience of a SAINT in working on this whole thing with me, and it felt only right that they get to be the one to write the delivery of oriana trelawney’s first prophecy. thank you most especially to cherry, too, who put in SO MUCH time & effort to the prophecy - it very literally would not exist, as it is, without them, and i am so beyond appreciative of all they’ve done. thank you also to lana, who allowed us to involve cho, and thank you, too, to all of you guys - for your patience, and for your engagement. our first season & prophecy were worth the buzz, and i really hope you guys get a kick out of this one, too ! 
the candlelight vigil, though never officially an event, should wind down from now to focus on what’s to come next - fresh meeting channels, a mini event in the discord, a fun little announcement, and, come mid august, our ministry gala - but let judy never be forgotten. after all : there’s still the mystery of what exactly happened to her to unravel.
the prophecy is, as per the first one, to be posted on a sub section on discord where you can all discuss your thoughts. i actively encourage you all to work together & spitball ideas ! as always, i won’t confirm or deny - but this marks the real beginning of noxtms season two, and you should all feel free to get as involved as you want to ! 
if you have any questions or concerns, feel free to message them to me. once you’ve read this, comment the first thing to come to mind ! 
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blazkowicztm · 15 days ago
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Indie William J. Blazkowicz (+ guest muses) from Wolfenstein. Selective, but not mutuals-only.
Rules, Content Warnings, Muse Information and Verses.
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yunharlaquin · 5 months ago
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SO  ARE  YOU  GONNA  DIE   today  or  make  it  out  ALIVE?     you  gotta  conquer  the  MONSTER  in  your  head  and  you’ll  fly.     fly,  PHOENIX,  fly...     it’s  time  for  a  new  EMPIRE!     go  bury  your  DEMONS  then  tear  down  the  CEILING,  phoenix,  FLY.
#YUNHARLAQUIN .     an  independent  roleplay  blog  for  the   STAR  WARS  LEGENDS   character,   JAINA  SOLO .     new  canon  compliant  and  trained  by  kitty .
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givemeangstymemes · 4 months ago
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Oh, there won't be many There may not be any But there won't be many coming home
If they all came back but one    He was still some mother's son       And there won't be many coming home .
There Won’t Be Many Coming Home - Roy Orbison
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kilmerpropaganda · a month ago
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Leonidas, King of Sparta...                    when a neighboring state would plea for military aid,                                             would send one man...                                                                    ONESPARTAN.
independent & mutually exclusive MASTER GUNNERY SERGEANT BOBBY SCOTT of 2004′s Spartan sent by Val (29+)
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jadedhand · 3 months ago
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    ─        I’M  A  FIGHTER.     i’ve always been a   f i g h t e r.     the few times when i have been at leisure, i’ve been  MISERABLE.     i want   c h a l l e n g e s.     i  CRAVE  them.
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expvrgction · a month ago
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I can hear the distant calls
There is no easy way OUT OF HERE, There is no easy way, PERSEVERE.
There is so much more beyond these walls
There is no easy way OUT OF HERE There is no easy way, PERSEVERE.
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Multimuse blog for characters of some video game titles under ZENIMAX MEDIA INC. as main cast, and characters from other media, and original characters unrelated to either categorization on the side (under author’s discretion).
Semi selective.
Canon and fanmade characters under related media are headcanon-heavy and canon-divergent. AU and crossover friendly.
Blog audience ranges from the general public to 18+. Dark themes WILL be tagged accordingly for you to blacklist.
I follow back from the-world-spear!
Low activity by default.
RULES | CHARACTER LIST | THREAD TRACKER
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alderheir · 5 months ago
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               HIGHER  &&  HIGHER  YOU  CHASE  IT.     it's  deep  in  your  blood,  go  &&  take  it.     this  is  your  moment,  take  to  the  skies,  go  prove  yourself  &&  rise!     make  ‘em  remember  you,  rise!     push  through  hell  &&  rise!      they  will  remember  you,  rise!
twin swap au promo.   independent & selective.   legends based & sequels compliant.   aided by kitty.
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donutdollie · 8 months ago
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                           𝚂𝙷𝙴  𝙸𝚂  𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴.     she  reminds  you  what  it’s  like  to  be  living.     she  makes  you  want  to  be  a  better  human  being.     you  fell  so  quickly.
    𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝  𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚗.    𝚒𝚗𝚍 / 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟  𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 / 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛  𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚜  𝚘𝚌.    𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍  𝚋𝚢  𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢.
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quietresistance · 11 months ago
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𝙹𝙾𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚂𝙼  𝙲𝙰𝙽  𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁  𝙱𝙴  𝚂𝙸𝙻𝙴𝙽𝚃:  that  is  its  greatest  virtue  and  its  greatest  fault.     it  must  speak,  and  speak  immediately,  while  the  echoes  of  wonder,  the  claims  of  triumph  and  the  signs  of  horror  are  still  in  the  air.
KATHERINE  HARRIS ,  an  independent,  mutuals  only  journalist  original  character.     inspired  by  the  second  world  war  and  the  man  in  the  high  castle.      multiverse,  fandom,  and  ship.     written  by  KITTY .

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noxadverts · 13 days ago
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WE MUST BRING OUR OWN                                                                                       LIGHT TO THE DARKNESS.
NOXTMS is an appless and au group set in a modern golden trio era. seven years have passed since the battle of hogwarts that saw not only the death of harry potter, but the defeat of lord voldemort at the hands of the surviving dumbledore’s army. seven years, where individuals grieved, grew, and moved on - their peace tentative in the way it always is and ruined when the rumors of bellatrix lestrange & her associates attempting another resurrection proved to be correct. the dark lord’s last & BEST lieutenant succeeded in returning him to life - though the return of harry potter & regulus black proved an unintended side effect. it has become obvious that nothing, not even peace, lasts. everything ends, though you cannot step into the same stream twice. the new threat has arrived, and it’s up to you to decide whether this time, all will be well.
                                                                NO ONE ELSE IS GOING                                              TO DO IT FOR US.
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noxtms · 22 days ago
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dear cherry; we are pleased to inform you that your application for PARVATI PATIL has been accepted to 𝐧𝐨𝐱 ! sobhita dhulipala is now taken. you have twenty four hours to submit your account, or else your role will be reopened !
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⧼   sobhita dhulipala, agender, she/they   /   she’s kerosene, the interrupters    +    it’s the first thing you’re taught about stories: their structure. there is a beginning, a middle, an end / all the problems resolved, wrapped up, tied up, no loose ends left to ponder. all your life, you’d hoped that your end would be that of a fairytale, all ball gowns and glitter and magic, in the very base sense of the term. linear structure be damned, your story is that of the before and the after.     before:     talk of the twin telepathy, of the comfort that comes from sharing a womb / a life / identical terrors, all swathed in pink and orange and mischief writ into dark eyes. you wear your frivolity like a favoured sari, to be shown off and reveled in ; gossamer girl, gauze girl, girl made of something airy and light and lovely, something filmy about your very nature. made of stars, designed to gaze at constellations and wish to be among them ; a legend, a beautiful story to be told with a happy ending. that’s all anyone dreams of, isn’t it ? the kind of tale that warms the base of your heart, the kind you can forget once you close the chapter.     after:     there is a ghost in your apartment, and she wears your face. a sallow-eyed apparition in the mirror when you brush your teeth and spit blood on porcelain, she is your beginning, your middle and your end. what happens when an identical half of your soul dies, and all you’re left with is the image of her reflection and the sound of her laugh in your mouth and the phantom-limb ache of her when you least expect it ? she is your beginning, your middle, and your end / the one you dreamed so grandly of, the one you had always hoped to share. there will always be two halves of you: two lives, separated by your twin sister’s casket and a eulogy you couldn’t bring yourself to give ; two stories, one of the happily ever after and one of the devastation that makes a mess of the insides of your chest ; two different versions of you.  (  what terrifies you more  ---- -  that she wouldn’t know you at all, or that she’d recognise you in a heartbeat  ?  delicate hands turned calloused and bruised, would it tear you up more if she rejected your bleeding knuckles or kissed them anyway ?  )  this was never made to be linear, not something you could close the book on / life is not kind to those who come in pairs, this much is true. it’s like richard siken says, darling: someone has to leave first. this is a very old story. there is no other version of this story / and it’s like tim kreider wrote: if we want the rewards of being loved, we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known. to be known and to be lost, to lose, to keep on losing: you would submit to that mortifying ordeal over and over, if it meant you could love / if you could not lose / if you could have her back.   ⧽   ━━   hey, isn’t that PARVATI ANIKA PATIL? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the TWENTY-SIX year old half blood WIX & WEREWOLF is a GRYFFINDOR alumnus who has gone on to be an AUROR. i’ve heard they can be quite CONDIGN & UNFEIGNED, but i don’t know… they came off very COMPENDIARY & LICENTIOUS in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn’t it?   [   cherry, 22, aest, she/they. ]
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ofsquadrons · 9 months ago
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YOU  ALSO  HAVE  TO  play  politics,  which  is  like  piloting  an  unarmored  shuttle  through  the  worst  meteor  shower  in  history  and  just  as  productive.     i  think  sometimes  the  only  reason  i'm  not  as  unhinged  as  daala  is  because  i'm  younger.          ——          ( jaina  protests, )    my  mother  isn't  unhinged.          ——          NO,  BUT  SHE  LEFT  the  chief  of  state's  office  and  took  up  a  profession  where  she  could  cut  people  in  half  when  she  got  annoyed.
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yunharlaquin · 9 months ago
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CHEF  FEY'LYA,  YOU  ARE   a  poor  excuse  for  a  sentient  being.     i  hope  one  day  you  really  smell  the  stink  in  your  heart  &&  choke  on  the  fumes.
YUNHARLAQUIN ,    an  independent,  mutuals  only   JAINA  SOLO   of   STAR  WARS  LEGENDS .     based  on  the  former   EXPANDED  UNIVERSE ,   sequels  friendly  &&  compliant.     multiverse  &&  multiship.     comforted  by   KITTY .
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salems-hq · a month ago
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TASK 002: PLAYLIST  & GRAPHIC
make a playlist for your muses and include a graphic of some sort, or a secondary moodboard. include at least 5 songs in the playlist, and maybe include a description of each song below. you will find a series of questions you may answer about them under the task. you can answer all, none, or pick and choose.
001 . does your muse dream? are they grounded dreams or do they often run wild? do they have nightmares? what is the source of their darkest dreams? are there any dreams they wish to make reality? 002 . describe your muse’s views on family. are they close to their family? are they estranged? have they chosen their own family or are they happy with the one they were born with? do they feel trapped in their family? 003 . what does your muse think of current events? why are they still in town? are they secure in their abilities to face a potential war? does your muse even realize that war is even a possibility? are they aware of the situation’s gravity?
PLAYERS CAN TAG THEIR POSTS WITH #SALEM.TASK002
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fliesicecold · a month ago
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NO MISTAKES.
Independent. Mutually Exclusive. Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky of Top Gun  Piloted by Val (29+) #topgunrenaissance2021
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alderheir · 9 months ago
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THIS  IS  NOT  THE  END.     two  years  ago,  the  yuuzhan  vong  entered  our  galaxy.     they  came  not  as  friends  &&  equals,  though  we  would  gladly  have  welcomed  them  as  such,  but  as  thieves  &&  conquerors.     they  saw  a  galaxy  at  peace  &&  mistook  the  strength  of  our  convictions  for  frailty  of  arms,  the  wisdom  of  compromise  for  the  timidity  of  cowards.     they  attacked  without  provocation  or  mercy,  slaying  billions  of  our  citizens,  enslaving  entire  worlds,  &&  sacrificing  millions  of  beings  to  appease  the  bloodlust  of  their  imaginary  gods.     they  believed  we  would  be  easily  defeated,  because  they  believed  we  would  yield  without  a  fight.     ——     THEY  WERE  WRONG.     we  have  fought  at  dubrillion,  ithor,  the  black  bantha,  borleias,  &&  corellia;  we  have  fought  them  every  leg  of  the  way  from  the  outer  rim  into  the  core.     we  have  lost  untold  numbers  of  loved  ones,  my  own  son  anakin  &&  my  husband’s  dear  friend  chewbacca  among  them,  &&  now  we  are  battling  in  the  skies  over  coruscant  itself.     WE  ARE  STILL  FIGHTING.     ——     soon,  the  enemy  will  be  on  our  rooftops,  in  our  homes,  roaming  the  dark  underlayers  of  our  city.     to  those  able  to  evacuate  &&  to  those  trapped  behind,  i  say  the  same  thing  i  would  tell  my  twins  were  i  able  to  reach  them  behind  enemy  lines:  KEEP  FIGHTING.    ——     this  is  not  the  end.     twice  already,  jedi-led  forces  have  decimated  yuuzhan  vong  fleets,  &&  we  enter  each  battle  with  new  weapons  &&  better  tactics.     we  have  prevailed  against  ruthless  enemies  before,  against  palpatine,  against  thrawn,  against  the  ssi-ruuk.     this  is  a  war  we  know  how  to  win.     keep  fighting  until  you  can  fight  no  longer,  then  exhaust  the  enemy  chasing  you,  &&  turn  &&  fight  some  more.     keep  fighting  i  promise  you:  WE  WILL  PREVAIL.
ALDERHEIR ,    an  independent,  mutuals  only   LEIA  ORGANA   of  the   STAR  WARS  FRANCHISE .     heavily  based  on  the   LEGENDS   canon,   sequels  friendly  &&  compliant.     multiverse  &&  multiship.     supported  by   KITTY .
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donutdollie · 8 months ago
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          𝚃𝙾  𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙼𝙴𝙽,   we  were  the  heart  and  soul  of  the  war.    with  a  cup  of  coffee  and  stodgy  donut,  we  perked  up  their  tired  minds;  with  a  kind  word  and  an  open  ear,  we  patched  up  their  spirits.    were  those  years  worth  it?     a  hundred  times  yes.     if  i  could  do  it  again,  even  if  it  dashed  my  career,  i  would  in  a  heartbeat.     serving  with  those  girls,  i  had  more  of  an  impact  as  a  clubmobile  girl  in  four  years  than  i  will  in  a  lifetime  as  a  historian.            ——          served  by  kitty
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reveliohq · 2 months ago
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THE FOLLOWING ARE RESERVED:
aurora sinistra ( laura harrier ) until 7/20.
(tommy martinez) until 7/21, 8:15 am cst
flint surname (abigail cowen) until 7/21, 8:15 am cst
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