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i agree, but i have no idea who i would want to roleplay with. OTL

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well what type of rp do you wanna do?That can help me pick which oc to use

ummmm. i'll message you~

#ooc

She thought for a few steps, trying to figure out which direction she had flown from her home to get to the academy. “I lived in the agricultural district, which I think is…” She pauses to try and finish figuring out which direction she flew. After a few seconds she’s able to finish her sentence: “It’s South-west from here. Hunter training, isn’t exactly something I’m all that interested in honestly. I just like fighting and It’s what my brother wanted to do so I’m watching him and making sure he doesn’t get into trouble and not defend himself. Formal training was never something that we focused on in AgDis,” Aki uses her own shorthand version of her home, “It was mostly plants ‘n stuff yanno?” She smirks up at him for good measure. “How ‘bout you big guy? Why’re you gonna become a hunter?”

He listened, fascinated by the story. Such a different aspect of life! He wondered what it was like over on the countryside. Maybe he could visit it one day? “Wow, that sounds really nice. A peaceful life. I’m from the north, so it’s really cold. Like, really cold. We get cryo-ursas down there. They’re like ursas but uh… bigger and more vicious because it feels like everything is bigger and more vicious where I’m from.” He smiled. “So I was sorta trained to protect my friends and family from monsters while we ran trade cars from village to village. I can throw Havocgarde around like no one’s business, but I guess I wanted to be trained a little better so I can help people everywhere.” With that, he flashed a grand smile and two thumbs up.

Aki nodded, equally fascinated by his story but trying to play it off like she wasn’t. She’d always liked snow, or the idea of it at least. Marcello probably lived in constant snow, how lucky. ”That’s a cute story.” She said monotonously with a completely straight face. “Cryo-ursas, eh? Those sound awesome! The only grimm we ever got were tiny Taijitsu and little badger things that you could get rid of with a kick.” Aki sighed and opened the broad doorway in front of them.

He didn't mind how disinterested she sounded. But he figured he should probably tone it down a bit, then. He didn't want to bore her away or anything with silly tales about home. "Taijitsu?" He perked up as he tested the word on his tongue. "And I guess with Grimm like that, it's one less job for us hunters..."

"Heh, guess you’re on your own today." Damian chuckled. "So where you from dude?" He crossed his arms in a relaxed manner. "Don’t think I’ve seen you around Vale before. Or at least recognize the outfit." He shrugged.

Marcello shrugged, humming his agreement before he perked up at the question. “Oh, I’m from the north! Remnant’s pretty much forgotten corner of the world, haha.” He went to scratch the back of his head as he thought over his words. “Yeah, we do things a lot—I mean a lot—differently across the sea. But Vale is beautiful and it’s a nice change of pace!”

"Sounds chilly for my tastes." Damian joked a bit. The faunas probably wouldn't do so well when it's cold.

"How long have you stayed in Vale so far?" B asked with a smile. It was also nice to meet people for outside of Vytal. "Are faring with the adjustments?"

He laughed a bit meekly, recalling how much he missed the cold. "How long? Ah, I've only been here since the start of the year. And, uh... speaking of adjustments. It's just too hot here! I would really prefer the cold. But it really isn't for everyone," he shrugged.

#team-cacd #ic

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✿ 'cause holy shit the work that must have gone into all those ocs.

send me a ✿ if you really like my muse/ how i portray them.

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also we should rp

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i agree, but i have no idea who i would want to roleplay with. OTL

#ooc #loyalunseensilence

IF WE'VE NEVER RP'D TOGETHER send me a simple starter:

Friendly:

"You look a little lost. Do you need directions?" "That’s an awesome outfit." "How’s the chicken? I can’t decide whether to order it or not." "Excuse me, I think you dropped this." "I don’t know a single person here…"

Flirty:

"Wow, I’ve never seen an angel before…" "You’re the hottest person in this place." "I saw that. You just checked me out." "Hey, can I get your number?" *wolf whistle*

Confrontational:

"You’re in my seat." "What are you staring at?" "You just stepped on my toe!" "Who do you think you are?" "Keep it down, will you?"

Dramatic:

"Get down - he’s got a gun!" "Help, I need medical attention!" "Just kill me now!" "I need a ride! Please!" "Are you crazy? It’s too dangerous!"

#ic

"Heh, guess you're on your own today." Damian chuckled. "So where you from dude?" He crossed his arms in a relaxed manner. "Don't think I've seen you around Vale before. Or at least recognize the outfit." He shrugged.

Marcello shrugged, humming his agreement before he perked up at the question. "Oh, I'm from the north! Remnant's pretty much forgotten corner of the world, haha." He went to scratch the back of his head as he thought over his words. "Yeah, we do things a lot--I mean a lot--differently across the sea. But Vale is beautiful and it's a nice change of pace!"

#team-cacd #ic

adrenaline-junkie-m is following you

"Eh, Whatever floats your boat dude." He held out a hand to the other to shake. "Names Damian. Damian Drake."

"I’m C.B., Again it’s nice to meet you, sir." the ravenette smiled. "Sorry if We’re bothering you. Danny likes to ask bluntly about things when he sees them."

"hey I don’t do it all the time! Just ‘Mostly’!" He corrected the girl.

His blue eyes went down to the offered hand, grinning and taking it with a strong shake. “Damian and C.B.! A pleasure! And ah, no, you weren’t bothering me. Not at all. I love meeting new people!” He didn’t mind the bluntness at all. As a matter of fact, he didn’t mind much of anything anyone said to him. “Ah, so, I take it you two are partners?”

Damian grinned giving a firm shake back to the other. Looks like this guy was pretty ok already. Nice guy too.

"Nah, we’re in the same team but not partners. I prefer to hang around her more than my partner really." He used his free hand an made a waving gesture.

"Our partners are discussing thigns at the moment right now so We’re just off on our own for now." B explained. "Are you with anyone, Mr. Verendicci?” She asked to get to know the new face well.

#8D you too!#team-cacd #ic

Marcello nodded, the particular wording of Damian's reply intriguing him. Was his partner a bad one? Could someone be a bad partner? Was he a bad partner?! "Ah, I see!" He was a bit troubled by his thoughts, going off on all sorts of tangents in his mind. "Am I with anyone? A partner? Uh. Yeah! Yeah, I have one of those. She's uh..." He looked around. It was stark obvious no one was there. "She's somewhere."

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"Yo dude where’s your pants?" The faunas waved to greet the other but wasn’t completely phased when seeing a guy with less pants. Danny was used to it.

"Damian he is wearing pants they’re just short." the girl next to the red headed faunas frowned. Really that was rude.

"Ah sorr, It’s nice to meet you, sir. " She greeted and smiled to him with a nod of hellos.

"Huh?" Marcello stopped in his tracks, looking down to his ~loincloth~. He got the questions a lot, but they never really bothered him. “Pants are too cumbersome!” The brunet grinned and waved at the two, smiling grandly. “Nice to meet you two, as well! I’m Marcello Verendicci!”

"Eh, Whatever floats your boat dude." He held out a hand to the other to shake. "Names Damian. Damian Drake."

"I’m C.B., Again it’s nice to meet you, sir." the ravenette smiled. "Sorry if We’re bothering you. Danny likes to ask bluntly about things when he sees them."

"hey I don’t do it all the time! Just ‘Mostly’!" He corrected the girl.

#hello! :D #team-cacd #ic

His blue eyes went down to the offered hand, grinning and taking it with a strong shake. "Damian and C.B.! A pleasure! And ah, no, you weren't bothering me. Not at all. I love meeting new people!" He didn't mind the bluntness at all. As a matter of fact, he didn't mind much of anything anyone said to him. "Ah, so, I take it you two are partners?"

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"Yo dude where’s your pants?" The faunas waved to greet the other but wasn’t completely phased when seeing a guy with less pants. Danny was used to it.

"Damian he is wearing pants they’re just short." the girl next to the red headed faunas frowned. Really that was rude.

"Ah sorr, It’s nice to meet you, sir. " She greeted and smiled to him with a nod of hellos.

"Huh?" Marcello stopped in his tracks, looking down to his ~loincloth~. He got the questions a lot, but they never really bothered him. "Pants are too cumbersome!" The brunet grinned and waved at the two, smiling grandly. "Nice to meet you two, as well! I'm Marcello Verendicci!"

#team-cacd #ic

Aki took a spot next to Marcello and walked alongside him so she could read the little map he had just pulled out of some space dangerously close to his beautiful leather loincloth. She pretended to read the map before pointing to a room she assumed was the main hall, or something close to it, that was on the other side of some doors across the courtyard.

"How about there?" She pointed to the place she meant. "It looks like everyone is heading in there, so maybe we’ll find whoever has your stuff?"

Marcello nodded as they ventured on, looking around with bright eyes at just how beautiful the campus was. He really wasn’t worried about finding his stuff. It would all work out somehow! “I guess.” He shrugged, continuing on in an up-beat tone. “Hey, so, where are you from? Aren’t you excited to start hunter training?! I am. I mean, I know some stuff, but I’ve never been formally trained.”

She thought for a few steps, trying to figure out which direction she had flown from her home to get to the academy. “I lived in the agricultural district, which I think is…” She pauses to try and finish figuring out which direction she flew. After a few seconds she’s able to finish her sentence: “It’s South-west from here. Hunter training, isn’t exactly something I’m all that interested in honestly. I just like fighting and It’s what my brother wanted to do so I’m watching him and making sure he doesn’t get into trouble and not defend himself. Formal training was never something that we focused on in AgDis,” Aki uses her own shorthand version of her home, “It was mostly plants ‘n stuff yanno?” She smirks up at him for good measure. “How ‘bout you big guy? Why’re you gonna become a hunter?”

He listened, fascinated by the story. Such a different aspect of life! He wondered what it was like over on the countryside. Maybe he could visit it one day? "Wow, that sounds really nice. A peaceful life. I'm from the north, so it's really cold. Like, really cold. We get cryo-ursas down there. They're like ursas but uh... bigger and more vicious because it feels like everything is bigger and more vicious where I'm from." He smiled. "So I was sorta trained to protect my friends and family from monsters while we ran trade cars from village to village. I can throw Havocgarde around like no one's business, but I guess I wanted to be trained a little better so I can help people everywhere." With that, he flashed a grand smile and two thumbs up.

#weather-response #ic

Right! Where to go? He hummed, looking around as Aki took the lead. He almost—almost—bumped into her. But anyone would have almost done it or even gone through with it, with how sudden the movement was. “Nope… don’t know my way around Beacon at all. I have a pamphlet!” He reached over and pulled out said pamphlet from his belt, turning it over and upside down and flipping it open. “Ah… well, we’re looking for a pretty dark, beat up bag. Maybe a bit bigger than your’s. I think it used to be brown, but it’s sorta faded. It’s pretty heavy, too. I can’t imagine it’s gone really far from here.”

Aki took a spot next to Marcello and walked alongside him so she could read the little map he had just pulled out of some space dangerously close to his beautiful leather loincloth. She pretended to read the map before pointing to a room she assumed was the main hall, or something close to it, that was on the other side of some doors across the courtyard.

"How about there?" She pointed to the place she meant. "It looks like everyone is heading in there, so maybe we’ll find whoever has your stuff?"

Marcello nodded as they ventured on, looking around with bright eyes at just how beautiful the campus was. He really wasn't worried about finding his stuff. It would all work out somehow! "I guess." He shrugged, continuing on in an up-beat tone. "Hey, so, where are you from? Aren't you excited to start hunter training?! I am. I mean, I know some stuff, but I've never been formally trained."

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Like that, they were off. Marcello carefully watch the stopwatch around his neck, nodding to the other members as they claimed a ball and began to dribble down the field. It was a sight to behold, footballs flying across the field, newbies barely dodging the large flying projectiles. After a moment, he took a ball himself, eyes set on a rather relaxed blonde. The field was big and there wasn’t really a lot of them, so Marcello decided to have his go. He squinted, taking off his lanyard and rolling his shoulders before he positioned the ball. It was a far-off shot, he would more than likely miss and actually go after Yang in closer combat, but he wanted to try it, nonetheless. With a bit of adjustment anticipating her movement, he struck the ball with a powerful kick, watching it fly in the direction of it’s mark.

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Yang stood there and watched as the ball came speeding in her direction. There was really no point in dodging it since she was bound to get hit by a ball at some point so she just stood their and waited. As the ball came close she got ready and caught it as it slammed against her chest.

The blond walked back over to the dark haired boy and dropped the ball at her feet, putting her foot on top of it and crossing her arms over her chest. “So, what do we do now?” Yang asked with a smile on her face.

Marcello had already prepped another ball and was ready to dribble it across the field, not quite sure what to do as Yang actually caught the ball and made her way towards him. He was impressed by the catch, in all honesty. Amused at the turn of events, she came up to him and he stifled a chuckle, shaking his head at her words. "Well. I guess we wait for everyone to tire themselves out. It's a warm-up anyway. But I doubt you're warmed up from that bit of jogging." He grinned and went to clasp a hand on her shoulder. "Sorry, what was your name?"

#ic #askyang-a-thing

sidestuiff

Leave 'Lived long enough to become the villain' to get a glimpse of my muse being a villain.

#hmm #interesting

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An hour before midnight. It seemed like everyone was here and accounted for. With a deep breath, he began in a loud voice. “Alright boys! Follow me!” With that, he picked up the bag at his side and trekked the short walk to the school’s football field, which wasn’t lit up like it usually was.

"First of all, line up." He waited for them to line up against the endzone, nodding as he continued. "I’m Marcello, team captain and I play center forward. Co-captain is there, and he’s Vince," he continued to lay out introductions for the other senior members, who were all trying to hide laughter. "Alright. I bet you all came here to play some football… but before that can happen, we have some work to do.

"Try-outs are over and you’ve made the final cut. It’s been tradition here to make sure all of our new members undergo a process that will transform them into more than just teammates but brothers. That being said, let’s start with a warm up. We’re all a bit rusty. The off season doesn’t treat anyone kindly. Newbies. You have ten seconds to get a running start. This is your domain,” he motioned to the field and bleachers behind him and emptied the contents of the bag he brought with him out onto the floor. “When a senior member hits you with a football, he will become your mentor. I suggest you start running now.”

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Yang turned to the booming voice that sounded over all the murmurs of the others, telling them all to line up. Shortly after she saw the male walk out. He had short curly hair and what seemed to be a goatee growing on his face. He stated his name, Marcello, and started to give out his speech which she thought was overrated but she listened attentively.

Once he finished his speech the “Newbies” began to run, Yang herself only jogging. Whatever they had in mind she was sure that she could handle it. The blond continued to jog until she was half way across the field. Yang trusted in her speed but there was really no point in avoiding them forever.

Like that, they were off. Marcello carefully watch the stopwatch around his neck, nodding to the other members as they claimed a ball and began to dribble down the field. It was a sight to behold, footballs flying across the field, newbies barely dodging the large flying projectiles. After a moment, he took a ball himself, eyes set on a rather relaxed blonde. The field was big and there wasn't really a lot of them, so Marcello decided to have his go. He squinted, taking off his lanyard and rolling his shoulders before he positioned the ball. It was a far-off shot, he would more than likely miss and actually go after Yang in closer combat, but he wanted to try it, nonetheless. With a bit of adjustment anticipating her movement, he struck the ball with a powerful kick, watching it fly in the direction of it's mark.

#ic #askyang-a-thing

"How did you even confuse my bag for yours in the first place? I assume yours isn’t purple." She stood. "Ya’ even know where your stuff is Big Man?" An idea popped into her mind suddenly and she walked over to his side to place a hand on Marcello’s back. "How about I help you find it, eh?" She gives him a quick pat on the butt before skipping out in front of him, grinning wickedly. Oh if only her partner could see her now, he’d be absolutely mortified.

Marcello watched with a smile as he realized she had ears. A faunus! He made a friend and she was a faunus! He beamed, tilting his head at her. “What? My stuff?” He paused, looking around slowly. “Oh.” Yeah. His stuff was missing. He smirked playfully at the gesture to his butt, thinking nothing much of it. “If someone else grabbed it by accident, I’m sure it’ll turn up in school somewhere. But I would appreciate the help!” He began to follow, grinning all the while.

This kid was interesting. All his worldly possessions were lost and the most concern he could muster up was a vague curiosity? Aki tilted her head head to shout “So, where should we go? I don’t suppose you know your way around here.” She cocked an eyebrow and stopped suddenly, assuming the airheaded boy would run into her without noticing her lack of movement, giving her the opportunity to wreak some perverse havoc. “The courtyard seems clear, unless one of the random kids standing around is making off with your stuff.”

Right! Where to go? He hummed, looking around as Aki took the lead. He almost--almost--bumped into her. But anyone would have almost done it or even gone through with it, with how sudden the movement was. "Nope... don't know my way around Beacon at all. I have a pamphlet!" He reached over and pulled out said pamphlet from his belt, turning it over and upside down and flipping it open. "Ah... well, we're looking for a pretty dark, beat up bag. Maybe a bit bigger than your's. I think it used to be brown, but it's sorta faded. It's pretty heavy, too. I can't imagine it's gone really far from here."

closed @askyang-a-thing

There was already quite a gathering as Marcello shouldered his way out of the P.E. office, three other boys following behind him as he went and to the sports message board in the hall, numerous anxious figures standing around and chatting excitedly to one another. He looked back with a smirk, reaching up to tack up one single paper announcing this year’s football—ahem, most of them called it soccer—team positions.

He turned to the rest of the gathering, who was practically shoulder to shoulder trying to see the paper he still stood in front of. “11PM sharp tonight in front of the gym for those of you who are on the paper. The meeting isn’t optional,” he spoke in a relatively heavy Italian accent and left the gathering.

That night, few lights dotted the campus. In front of the school gym, hushed whispers sounded in anticipation. With a yawn, Marcello waited around, a bag of checkered footballs next to him as he carefully watched the clock. 10:50PM and it was almost time to do work.

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Yang had to wait a while until she was able to see the paper that was taped to the door. People kept shoving her out of the way and forcing her to the back of the crowd so it was just the easiest thing to do. After the crowd finally dissipated enough for her to see the sign she looked and saw her name on the board. A small smile came across the blonds face as she turned and left.

Finally it was about 10:50 or so, Yang had been waiting a ways away from the group of rather loud and rowdy boys, how some of which she had no idea why they made it on the team. But it wasn’t her decision. It was eleven now so they where going to start at any moment now.

An hour before midnight. It seemed like everyone was here and accounted for. With a deep breath, he began in a loud voice. "Alright boys! Follow me!" With that, he picked up the bag at his side and trekked the short walk to the school's football field, which wasn't lit up like it usually was.

"First of all, line up." He waited for them to line up against the endzone, nodding as he continued. "I'm Marcello, team captain and I play center forward. Co-captain is there, and he's Vince," he continued to lay out introductions for the other senior members, who were all trying to hide laughter. "Alright. I bet you all came here to play some football... but before that can happen, we have some work to do.

"Try-outs are over and you've made the final cut. It's been tradition here to make sure all of our new members undergo a process that will transform them into more than just teammates but brothers. That being said, let's start with a warm up. We're all a bit rusty. The off season doesn't treat anyone kindly. Newbies. You have ten seconds to get a running start. This is your domain," he motioned to the field and bleachers behind him and emptied the contents of the bag he brought with him out onto the floor. "When a senior member hits you with a football, he will become your mentor. I suggest you start running now."

#ic #askyang-a-thing

"Ah, it’s actually leather. But, yeah. I guess. It allows for maximum mobility!" He grinned and gave a small, playful flex, adding into her laughter with a soft chuckle. "Hm? Really? Wow!" Had he made a friend already?! "Thanks! Wow. I haven’t even done anything but steal your bag!" Maybe he should accidentally take people’s bags more often!

Crouching and reaching into her bag to pull out an orange headband Aki chuckled her last chuckle before placing the accessory on her head, covering her dull brown mink ears.

"How did you even confuse my bag for yours in the first place? I assume yours isn’t purple." She stood. "Ya’ even know where your stuff is Big Man?" An idea popped into her mind suddenly and she walked over to his side to place a hand on Marcello’s back. "How about I help you find it, eh?" She gives him a quick pat on the butt before skipping out in front of him, grinning wickedly. Oh if only her partner could see her now, he’d be absolutely mortified.

Marcello watched with a smile as he realized she had ears. A faunus! He made a friend and she was a faunus! He beamed, tilting his head at her. "What? My stuff?" He paused, looking around slowly. "Oh." Yeah. His stuff was missing. He smirked playfully at the gesture to his butt, thinking nothing much of it. "If someone else grabbed it by accident, I'm sure it'll turn up in school somewhere. But I would appreciate the help!" He began to follow, grinning all the while.