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@bitter-viking-goddess
Your muse hears mine crying in an alleyway, only to find them beaten, bloodied and bruised. A dark figure stands over them, about to strike. How does your muse react?
ASK MEME → BREAKFAST CLUB EDITION
"Does he slip you the hot beef injection?"
"Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?"
"Eat my shorts."
"Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?"
"Don't mess with the bull. You'll get the horns."
"Could you describe the ruckus?"
"Do you know how popular I am?"
"Why are you being so nice to me?"
"If I lose my temper you're totaled, man."
"You ask me one more question and I'm beating the shit out of you."
"Being bad feels pretty good, huh?"
"Don't you ever talk about my friends."
"Just stick to the things you know; shopping, nail polish, your father's BMW, and your poor, rich drunk mother in the Caribbean."
"Hey, you're not urinating in here, man."
"Now is this the first time or the last time you do this to me?"
"So... what's your poison?"
"You're a lying sack of shit and everybody knows it."
"Keep your fuckin' hands off me!"
"Why didn't you want me to know that you are a virgin?"
"You know, I have just as, many feelings as you do and it hurts so much when someone steps all over them."
"Don't you ever, ever, compare yourself to me, "
"Are we gonna be like our parents?"
"You couldn't ignore me if you tried."
"Two hits... me hitting you, you hitting the floor."
"You don't talk to her, you don't look at her and you don't even think about her! You understand me?"
"Are you a virgin?"
"Yo wastoid, you're not gonna blaze up in here."
"You ought to spend a little more time trying to make something of yourself and a little less time trying to impress people."
"You're kind of sexy when you're angry."
"Chicks cannot hold their smoke, dat's what it is."
DARK RP STARTERS
"You'll be fine."
"I'm afraid it's very fatal."
"These test results..don't make any sense."
"How far can your arm go before it breaks?"
"I'll carve your eyes out with a spoon."
"What does he have that I don't"
"Why did he choose her instead of me?"
"..Why?"
"Make as many stab wounds as you want."
"I am destined as your tool."
"The girl must die."
"The boy must die."
"I want to taste your blood on my lips."
"Where do we go from here?"
"These voices..cease to let me be."
"I..can't stop crying."
"Use me as you will."
"None of it matters now."
"Shadows fallow my every step."
"You've gone..completely mad."
"I'm barking mad."
"Winter is coming."
"I could kill you right now."
"You..You're dead!"
"May the lord have mercy on your soul."
"The mental ward let me out early this year."
"Oh how i miss the voices."
"Everyone is equal when they're dead."
"Cancel Christmas."
"Bring me more war."
"I love war."
"I piss on your traditions."
"I hate your heart."
"I hate your soul."
"I promise, you won't feel a thing."
"Bring her to me."
"Bring him to me."
"A few holes in the head give the madness more space."
"I hate everything about you."
"I will abandon you."
"What is that girl up to?"
"I am stretched on your grave."
"Kill me now.."
"If I fall from the grace of God where no murdered ghost can haunt me.."
"You are one in from the plank, don't make me push you."
"I don't care."
"Leave me behind."
"Everything you've told me was a lie!"
"Everything I've told yo was a lie!"
"How could you ever think to leave them behind?"
"Someone should nail your feet to the floor."
"My last breath will be your curse."
"He will KILL you."
"She will KILL you."
"I did noting."
"It was an accident!"
"You've killed your own brother!"
"I want nothing to do with him!"
"How can I possibly trust you?"
"Pathetic."
+open to everyone
“Feeling comfortable in that cage?”
"Not particularly no." She drawls out, staring at the person infront of her. "I'm a hybrid, not some bloody animal. Let me out."
in
"What exactly are you doing?"
"Drinking." She replies bluntly. "What does it look like?"
|| open
Text: Where are you?
Text: I did not allow you to leave.
Nadia: Out.
Nadia: I don't need your permission.
[ o p e n ]
"Well, this is no fun. Maybe I should compell some people to strip naked."
"You could but I know something that could be much more fun." She drawls out, flashing him a grin.
Reblog if you think fanfiction is a legitimate form of creative writing.
social anxiety: you want to skype someone? hahaha yeah right
social anxiety: you need to make a phone call? nah.
social anxiety: you want to go out with friends? lol nope.
social anxiety: need to ask a stranger something? hahah no.
social anxiety: trying to buy something by yourself? I don't think so.
social anxiety: surrounded by strangers? good luck breathing.
social anxiety: in a group? aww let me make you feel unwanted and sad.
Hm… I don’t even know if any of you care about this, but I need to let you know that tonight’s episode might be triggering, so please watch out. Kate will make out with Derek ( yes, young Derek) and manipulate him whilst doing this. Make sure to blacklist 117 or 4x02 so you cannot see the scenes related. Tell your friends to tag 117 for ts is necessary.
This is largely a love note to my fellow roleplayers, regardless of if you know me, or if you don’t. I’ve been roleplaying since around the time I was eleven years old, at the time of writing this I’m twenty two. I’ve grown a lot in that time, and I’ve seen a lot, met hundreds of roleplayers in various formats and sites. There’s a few things almost all of us have in common, and if you’ll bear with me I’d like to shed some light on them. Like to explain a few things that eleven years have taught me.
Somedays, people are shitty.
Maybe you’re not getting replies and someone else is, maybe people are just cross or absent minded or absent, period. It’s almost never got anything to do with you. Maybe you did something, but most likely you didn’t, if you’re worried try talking to them. I can’t say this enough, roleplaying is an artform and a community built on words and yet, in our most crucial hours we almost always faulter.
This may be a bit of a weird hobby, but you should never, ever feel ashamed of it.
It’s no different to how mankind has functioned since forever, just, it’s in a different format. Roleplayers are a community of storytellers, of seekers, of people searching for answers through fiction without being content to simply read other’s answers yet wanting the input of more than their own mind. Human culture and tradition was built on the backs of storytellers who whispered tales in the night to keep the monsters away and it’s not going to stop even with all the science and modern technology in the world.
Sending hate, anon or otherwise is never good.
As much as you may hate or dislike someone, just don’t. Roleplaying is a hobby that gives light to peoples lifes where it may seem pitch black most of the time. It’s a release of demons for some, for others a fantasy playground to make everything seem right in the world if only for a little while and shame on you if you think it’s your right to ruin their enjoyment of that, if they’re bothering you, tell them politely or simply ignore them.
A lot of roleplayers have self confidence issues.
They already hate themselves more than you could ever hate them, they think their writing awful even if it’s fucking novel worthy, don’t push them around for shits and giggles or because you don’t like them. They don’t deserve it, and you’re a better person than that somewhere down inside.
You are beautiful. Say it with me now, I (you) am beautiful. Beautiful.
Regardless of how you look, what you wear, your gender, sexuality, taste in music or anything else. You are beautiful, and you deserve to be on this earth, and you deserve to do wonderful, glorious things if you desire them. Haters ain’t got nothing on you. Be brave. Don’t you dare let got of your hopes and dreams.
Never shame anyone for writing smut, or for not.
It’s their choice. No one should be forced into writing what they don’t want too, and equally no one should be shamed because they like writing sex or other related things. There’s nothing wrong with either option, it just depends on the audience, the writers, sometimes even the thread in particular or the characters.
Not everyone writes the same.
This particuarly goes for people who play canon characters, who find themselves caught up in the vicious cycle of this roleplayer plays them better than I do, or they get more replies/asks/etc than I do I must suck. Don’t. You may not be the best, I’ll be honest, but you can only write what rings true to yourself, and some people won’t approve, but some will, and those are the ones that count. As much as people try to make this a popularity contest, it’s not. Write for yourself, then for your partners and if you care at all after that, then you can worry about your fans or followers.
English? (or whatever you roleplay in) Not everyones first language, or even best subject.
Sometimes people make mistakes, if it’s so jarring you can’t work out what they’re trying to say, ask them. They probably want to improve, just be nice about it for heavens sake.
But mostly? Be fantastic to each other. Write what you love, with who you love. Write what excites you. Write what challenges you. Write out your demons or your desires, your death marches or your love songs. Don’t forget to be awesome, and know that I love you. The universe loves you, even if it rarely seems like it. Roleplaying is for fun, with it’s myrad of styles, methods and thousands of players, be a good one. Care about each other, and yourself because, really?
I’m not kidding.
You are beautiful. You don’t need twenty people reblogging a post from you or sending you asks for this to be true, you need to know this or you’ll never be happy in this community. For the two people that say they hate you, chances are there’s another 30 chilling, waiting for you with open, loving arms. Your writing may be imperfect, or not in your first language but it doesn’t matter, just have fun continuing on a tradition we’ve had ever since we could tell the first stories.
ooc; If you like using gifs, use gifs. If it’s icons, go for icons. You don’t like to make your font small? I’m cool with that. You also don’t feel like formatting your entire text, that’s fine. Just don’t feel like it’s necessary to change the way your rp, to have a thread with me.
PEOPLE ARE SO CUTE WHEN THEY FIRST WAKE UP like it doesn’t matter if they’re cranky or disoriented or still half-asleep and their hair is a mess fuck it doesn’t even matter if they drooled in their sleep or have ink smudged on their face from something they wrote on their hand they are CUTE all those things are CUTE
I'M BACK.
Hey guys.
I'm sorry for disappearing and such but I went on hiatus due to personal reasons but I am BACK, however, I'm dropping all threads.
Sorry.
TMI ROLEPLAYERS
I am making a new blog that may end up being purely for TMI, the FC and name will be different but the bio and admin will be the same. Just a heads up.
MAFIA AU VERSE.
PLOT: In our world, you should be scared of things going bump in the night, you should be scared of walking home and all the little things that were told were over reacting about, Our world is full of danger and you never know when it’s going to strike.
The Mafia has hit Mystic Falls.
The founding families have banded together, starting the biggest organized crime network in the U.S., They have the best Lawyers, Doctors, Guards fighters, hit men, you name it, they’ve got it and they will stop at nothing to get what they want. In this world, It’s all about power. Power, Importance and Money and it’s a constant struggle to stay at the top, it’s a thin line between love and hate, It’s hard to tell who’s your friend and who’s your enemy because they might backstab you at any moment, anything if it will help themselves.
It all started around twenty years ago when the Mikaelsons first arrived in town. Mystic Falls was founded by five families; - The Salvatores- The Gilberts - The Lockwoods - The Forbes and The Fells. However, upon the Mikaelsons Arrival in town, they wormed themselves in and slowly kicked the weakest link, the fells out, sabotaging each family in turn until they reached the top, Now if you ask anyway, The Mikaelsons are a founding family even if they found the town, they founded something much more dangerous.
The Mafia.
The Mikaelsons ancestors founded New Orleans, helping to make the town and have been a crime family for century’s making them the most powerful and most dangerous, however, sabotage is always an option and the fells will stop at nothing to get there revenge.
The Five families in order of power are: - The Mikaelsons - The Salvatores - The Gilberts/Petrovas - The Lockwoods and The Forbes.
However, power comes and goes, the order can change in mere hours, it only takes moments to lose everything, one wrong move to lose your life. In this constant power struggle, who will rise and who will fall?
RULES:
MATURE role-play, don’t like, don’t read.
This is a literate Roleplay so please do not use text talk as it makes things very hard to read.
No OOC drama or bullying.
Please try to include everybody even if they dont fit into that storyline.
OC’s welcome.
Role-play with EVERYONE.
Please include this verse and your characters bio in your verses page.
TAKEN CHARACTERS:
Canon:
- None taken as of yet.
OC’s:
- bronwyn-alessia-mikaelson
Message me with your character bio for this verse if you want to join.