Sir Brad Starlight, the best hero around.

SEMI-HIATUS Please read the rules before interacting! Indie WOY RP Blog for Sir Brad Starlight | Multishipping accepted | Multiverse accepted There may be NSFW on this blog but it will be tagged in case minors are following. M!A: None I track the tag: brxdstarlight

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((god I completely forgot about this blog, like this post for a starter? ))

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((update post! I’m still alive but I can’t reply to roleplays just yet, but expect them very soon! <3 ))

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{ oh gosh why not wjhejrk } 【Flo】 Fluff please!

Movie and pizza night on the couch.

Brad was currently setting up his living room of his small house, getting it all set up for when Flo was coming over for their small stay-in date. He wasn’t in his usual garb, in fact he was in grey sweatpants and a light pink (he’d defend and call it salmon) poloshirt. Brad’s hair was still slicked up, but then he hated it when it wasn’t styled. 

After setting up the couch completely, he sighed with relief. “There, all done.” He mumbled to himself. “now to wait for her.”

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Out on a dirt path, a green nomad could be seen walking along it.

The bold looking knight noticed the green nomad and decided to stop by to see what he was up to, while trying not to show that he was lost.

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that-green-dorky-nomad:

[~~★] “I don’t know about you, but i’ve never done that. I’m also the leader of an army against a dark legion that do who knows what once my species is killed off, so think of it as this: I’m working to protect the universe from a potentially awful fate.”

Brad knew that this guy was the real deal here but he really didn't want his so called 'reputation'. He decided to keep up the act of being better than the clear hero, even though he was just digging a bigger hole for himself.

"Right and what’s this so called fate? Not being allowed an extra hour in the play park?" The self-claimed hero mocked, giving the other a rather smug look.

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"... oh. It's you." Sylvia sighed and let out an annoyed snort.

Brad looked down at the blue Zbornak and grunted lightly.

“Oh why if it isn’t my old steed, come to beg for me to take you back?”

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thebigbluezbornak:

“Oh, so it’d be better for him to blow up the whole planet?”

Brad gave a light shrug at the question he was asked. "Well it depends if there were pretty ladies on the planet, I’d sacrifice my pride if there were fair maidens involved.”

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△ ((sorry))

△ - my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours((omg perfect))

Brad awoke to find himself trapped in a confined space with someone or something leaning against him. As he slowly let his eyes focus, he gazed upon who was the culprit of said crime. Sylvia? Why in the world was he in a closet with her? 

Quickly scrambling away from her until his back hit the wall, he whined in annoyance. “Why couldn’t it of been a princess?”

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thebigbluezbornak:

“What? I don’t wear any-” she sniffed the air. “…that’s not me, but I recognize it…”

“And who are you talking about?” He asked, sounding rather annoyed at this point. “Whoever it is.. they have poor taste in perfumes.”

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(Couldn't find the symbol for one buuut if you don't mind and all to rp....) ℅☤- One of our muse’s is hurt.

Brad grunted in pain as he clutched his freshly wounded arm, getting into fights was normal for a hero like him but losing certainly wasn’t. How could he foolishly lose and get wounded in the process? Clearly he had been outsmarted but he wasn’t going to admit defeat. 

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redscarfandchapeaux:

“There are others that need it more than I do. I even gave enough to an orphanage to the point they remodeled the building.” She smiled at the memory.

Brad pulled an disgusted look and turned his head upwards. "You sound so much like that orange hairy spoon fellow, you know... that Wander guy." He grunted out.

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{ I've been super shy about wanting to send you something but!! It's cool if you don't wish to reply yo 'v'/ } 【Flo】Those scales of silver, the crown of gold, and that star-spangled cape! The starling's eyes glimmered with wonder, her movements swift as she circled him in observation. He sported the physical grandeur of a noble hero, but there was also the possibility of him wearing a costume. "W-Who are you, sir?" Flo asks at last, making polite eye contact with Brad.

He hadn’t quite noticed the other circling around him and admiring his dashing looks, He was too busy on the look out for where the nearest town was. In fact, as soon as the other finally spoke up, he actually noticed there was someone else there.

“Who am I?” He asked back, furrowing his brows slightly. “I’m Sir Brad Starlight, bravest hero in all the Galaxy!”

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celestialphosphenes:

“–W-Whoa, what??” Ooh boy. “What does she look like? C-Can I help??” Well, what else did she have to do? And it sounded important! She grinned eagerly, clenching her fists. Hopefully he’d let her help in some way- even if it was just something small, like creating a distraction or being a sidekick. “I have a sword, and I can fight!” Okay maybe she was a little too excited about this. Granted lately things had been a little boring, but she forced herself to add more quietly, “B-But uh, since you’re a hero and that’s your love, I’m sure you can do it by yourself! I just, y-y’know-” She chuckled nervously, rubbing her neck in embarrassment.

Brad gave it some thought on if he should let this small lady help him in his quest to try and win back his 'love'. Soon enough he decided it wouldn't help to have a sidekick, who was hopefully much better than the previous one he had.

"Well... I suppose you may tag along as a sidekick, but a lovely lady as yourself shouldn't fight big battles like I do." 

[thewatchdogempire]

ѻ {{for hater}}

Send ѻ and our muses will be handcuffed together, but the cuffs won’t come off!

Lord Hater attempted to pull his own hand out of the cuff. It seemed obvious it wasn’t going to work though. “I BLAME YOU FOR THIS!” Hater snapped.

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thewatchdogempire:

Hater eyes widened a bit and then he glared at him as is horns drooped. “I can come up with a better insult! And either way, even if I am stupid, I can always somehow manage to be smarter than you.”

Brad's once smug expression dropped into one that a bratty small child who had just been told he couldn't have something would have.

"that is not true! You take that back!" He whined out, stomping his foot slightly in a tantrum. 

[inboxstuff]

Put "Fluff please" in my inbox and I'll generate a number and write a fluffy starter for our muses based on what you get

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△ ((sorry))

△ - my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours((omg perfect))

Brad awoke to find himself trapped in a confined space with someone or something leaning against him. As he slowly let his eyes focus, he gazed upon who was the culprit of said crime. Sylvia? Why in the world was he in a closet with her? 

Quickly scrambling away from her until his back hit the wall, he whined in annoyance. “Why couldn’t it of been a princess?”

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Brad watched the other do the dirty work, acting rather impatient for them to finish the job and get them out of this place.

“How long is it going to take?” He grunted.

[thebigbluezbornak]

“picking locks takes time, alright? I don’t want to break them and I need to know where to push up.”

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He groaned out. "That's annoying, it's getting too stuffy in here and I need fresh air instead of smelling whatever tacky cheap perfume you're wearing."

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"... oh. It's you." Sylvia sighed and let out an annoyed snort.

Brad looked down at the blue Zbornak and grunted lightly.

“Oh why if it isn’t my old steed, come to beg for me to take you back?”

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His laughter continued, finding the whole situation a hoot. “I would rather have the planet blow up than go on a date with him!”

[thebigbluezbornak]

"well excuse me for giving a dram about others!” She huffed.

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"pfft!" he let out, finding this more and more enjoyable to listen to. "They don't matter when he's involved!"

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Out on a dirt path, a green nomad could be seen walking along it.

The bold looking knight noticed the green nomad and decided to stop by to see what he was up to, while trying not to show that he was lost.

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“I did not shove it in your face!” He remarked, denying the fact that he did indeed do this. “What do you think I am!?”

[thatgreendorkynomad-archive-dea]

[~~★] “Definitely not the good guy … a hero doesn’t just do THAT … sometimes. Some can be more agressive, but you? … bleh.”

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"Excuse me?!" He remakred, getting highly irritated by the others outrageous comment. "I am indeed the good guy! You have no clue on what you're talking about."

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(Couldn't find the symbol for one buuut if you don't mind and all to rp....) ℅☤- One of our muse’s is hurt.

Brad grunted in pain as he clutched his freshly wounded arm, getting into fights was normal for a hero like him but losing certainly wasn’t. How could he foolishly lose and get wounded in the process? Clearly he had been outsmarted but he wasn’t going to admit defeat. 

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“Amazing…” He muttered before wiping his face with a napkin. “So you’re rich?” He then asked, curious to find out more about this woman.

[redscarfandchapeaux]

“In a way. I kinda give a few away once in a while.” She took a last sip of her drink.

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"You give it away? why on glob would you do that?" He questioned, finding what the other had said utterly stupid. Why on heck would anyone give away their crystals by choice?

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{{ Okay make it a semi-Hiatus, because today I was really in the mood to dish out some Brad replies.}}

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((1/2)) Magic Man smiled to himself when he saw Brad Starlight, the self-proclaimed hero. He'd been watching him all day, and decided that this guy definitely needed to be taught a lesson. Leaping down from the tree to confront him, Magic Man landed directly in front of Brad and fired confetti from his fingertips.

((2/2)) "A ~magical life lesson~ befalls you this day, hero! You're welcome!" With a wave of his hands, he transformed Brad's hair into snakes. "Magiiiiic!!" he sang as he skipped away. ((M!A: Brad's hair will be snakes until he states out loud that being a hero isn't worth the trouble! You can use your own judgement for this, so it can end whenever you want!)) 

Brad had no clue on what just happened, one moment he was just minding his own business, admiring his dashing body in front of a stupidly large mirror then all of a sudden this weirdo comes along and changes his gorgeous locks into snakes!

"What the-!" he shouted out, his face full of horror at the sight of these hissing snakes on top of his head. "What is this madness?!"

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△ ((sorry))

△ - my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours((omg perfect))

Brad awoke to find himself trapped in a confined space with someone or something leaning against him. As he slowly let his eyes focus, he gazed upon who was the culprit of said crime. Sylvia? Why in the world was he in a closet with her? 

Quickly scrambling away from her until his back hit the wall, he whined in annoyance. “Why couldn’t it of been a princess?”

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He let out a scoff and moodily handed the other the hair pin that was in his hand, then proceeded to lean against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

[thebigbluezbornak]

Sylvia knelt down and started trying to pick the lock. “Hopefully this one’s pretty simple…”

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Brad watched the other do the dirty work, acting rather impatient for them to finish the job and get them out of this place.

"How long is it going to take?" He grunted.