all the world's a stage

✿              ✿              ✿ an independent, multifandom, multimuse roleplay blog (that's admittingly still a wip but w/e). please check out the 'read me' page before interacting!

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//hey kids, guess who added aira tachibana in their multimuse

can you do me a favor and like/reblog this if you’d like to rp with her?

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Do me a favor and reblog this if you have absolutely no problems RPing with male muns.

More often than not, I have come across RPers in the community who seem uncomfortable, nervous, anxious, or who will downright refuse to RP with male muns because it’s “creepy”, “wrong”, and a whole slew of other unfounded, bases bullshit.

Male muns have as much right to RP on Tumblr as do female muns, as do anyone else.

Trust me when I say there IS a lot of hate tossed at male RPers on here.

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for ren: how do you feel about vore?

          Cue internal screaming.

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update;

- the icons in the masterlist are now clickable and are meant to direct to each character’s profiles

- only 3 out of 16 of them actually lead you to the profiles though

- only north italy’s is completed

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//gonna be working on character profiles today

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✿ starter call;

     //i’ll be cleaning out drafts so,      like this post if you’d like a starter      and i’ll head over to your inbox!

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✿ starter call;

     //i’ll be cleaning out drafts so,      like this post if you’d like a starter      and i’ll head over to your inbox!

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“But look if it isn’t my favourite sister.”

“Got bored from hiding or doing whatever you usually do in this time of the year?”

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“Unless you’re helping me in anyway on getting smashed -- piss off, will you?”

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“Uh,” It wasn’t that he was nervous about the thought of someone coming to his aid with little more information at their fingertips than a batch of magazines. She seemed sweet enough, and he was sure she could help anyone with any ailment. But his mother, were she alive, would have his head for burdening a guest with his well being. “Oh, no, I couldn’t impose on you for anything. I’m fine, really, I promise.“ 

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“It wouldn’t be any trouble for me at all!” The words easily came out in the open. If she couldn’t get any more obvious with her eagerness to help, she was practically bouncing on her feet -- itching to get started. “I’d be a lot happier knowing that you’ll definitely get better!” And now that she thought about it, if this could result in a broken heart being healed, that’d be great! It’d kill two birds in one stone!

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“Are you here to see Michel? I think our father’s talking to him right now, so try to wait a little.”

Despite knowing that the young girl was replacing him for the evening, Pierre did his best to be polite, and remain unassuming. Misplacing his ill feelings towards his father for having to be around for the performance on a stranger wouldn’t do him any good. Nor would it make sense for him to be jealous or anything, seeing as he had wanted Michel to perform with someone else - anyone else - to avoid being compared anymore.

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            She knew that there were just some things that can’t be helped, and if Michel isn’t able to come and greet her right now then that’s fine with her. Cloe was just happy that she was given the opportunity to perform with him once again. (Even though, she was really looking forward to seeing him as soon as possible...)

Despite that, the sinking feeling in her gut reminded her that her own father can freely come by and check on her as long as the young violinist wasn’t around to keep him away.

Betraying the turmoil inside her though, the tone of her voice was as calm and courteous as she was expected to be. “I understand, thank you very much.” But, it was taking her entire willpower to prevent her hands from shaking too much, if she was going to be honest with herself.

However, amethyst eyes focused her attention on the young boy before her and how... curiously similar he looked in comparison to Michel. A... whole lot like him, now that she’s properly looking at his face. How did she not notice the resemblance earlier? “Um.. Are you Michel’s brother?”

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//if you’d like, come like this post for a short starter. it’d be preferable if you specified a muse, but it’ll otherwise by random.

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“Me? Nothin’ much; just stepped on his tail, gave him a good punch to the gut, told him how utterly pathetic he was…” It was at that point the wolf started crying and ran off to somewhere on the ice floe. It was a shame, since things were just getting interesting. 

“Well, if that weakling’s not here, how about you entertain me instead?” Idate took a step closer towards the other, amused by the fear in his eyes at the mention of Shirogane. His boredom still needed to be satisfied and while bullying the wolf was his usual option, he wondered if his bird friend would be just as fun to toy with. Come to think of it, he’d never tasted owl before. 

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If this was anyone else that resided on the island, it was without a doubt that Yukisada would speak out towards any bullying towards his best friend despite his own powerlessness. Of course, he wasn’t stupid enough to give the same treatment with this orca. Another wave of dread came to gnaw at him, but for a different reason.

“I...need to go now, I’m sorry.” With one step forward from the orca, Yukisada took two steps backwards in response. His eyes completely focused in on Idate’s movements. The moment he decided to strike would be the time Yukisada planned to transform into his animal form and fly off. No matter how strong or fast he may be, surely he wouldn’t be able to pin him down so easily once he’s in the air, right?

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“Uh,” Oz looked down at his feet helplessly. Uncomfortable with the silence, he also began scratching lightly at his cheek. How was he supposed to react to such a passionate plea for the sake of his health?

The truth of the matter was, “I don’t know how.” As a Duke, he’d had all of his medical issues, which were very slim to begin with, seen to by professionals. As a big brother, he’d only had to deal with the occasional cold that Ada sometimes came down with. When it came to how to manage his own health, well, he didn’t have a clue. “It never really mattered before.”

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"Is that so..?” In all honesty, Kobato couldn’t really understand what he meant by that. Surely, there must’ve been a time before now when he gotten ill, right? And by then, he must’ve picked up on something, would he? Then again, she hasn’t even meet him before all this. So... maybe this was his first time?

With that explanation in mind, she pointed towards herself. A huge smile was on her face in attempt to reassure him. “I’ve read lots of magazines about this sort of thing! I can help!”

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//if you’d like, come like this post for a short starter. it’d be preferable if you specified a muse, but it’ll otherwise by random.

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//i was gonna do a starter call but that was seven hours ago and now it’s nearly 1 am i’m stupid

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      “Hey, guess what! I heard something really neat today - do you wanna hear?”

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“Well, if it isn’t the wimpy wolf’s chicken friend. Where’d he go today? I wasn’t done playing with him, you know.” He took a drag of his cigarette and grinned, revealing rows of sharp teeth amidst the cloud of smoke he exhaled. “Did he finally find a hole to curl up and die in?” 

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‘I wasn’t done playing with him’ -- those words caused a wave of dread to reverberate within his very being. Yukisada wouldn’t be able to answer his question though, as he had been looking for Shirogane this whole time after his fragile self-confidence plummeted into abysmal levels once again. This whole time while he was looking for him, he might’ve -- “...What did you do to him?”