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Independent multimuse roleplay blog for various characters from both DC and Marvel Comics Established 2020; Written by D

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Permanent Starter Call Masterlist

A list of my muses permanent starter calls. Please note that this list will be changed from time to time as I add and remove muses.   — Conner "Kon-El" Kent / Superboy   — Sharon Carter Rogers / Captain America   — Mia Dearden / Speedy   — Barbara "Bobbi" Morse

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Hi Tumblr. It's been awhile and I feel bad, but I've been in a rp'ing mood lately so I figured I'd come on and whatnot. I'm going to probably revamp this blog and try to stay active. Fingers crossed!

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seekthedarknesswithin​:

“Yes, young man, I agree. Let us away.“

For no other reason than dramatic effect Shade tapped his cane on the ground, his shadow extending to Superboy. It was only seconds in the darkness, as they sank into his realm only to appear once more in another part of the city. When they did emerge it was in the face of a dangerous foe. The divinely powered Devastation. 

“That is unfortunate. I didn’t think Devastation had been recruited.“

Some distance away was a wounded Beast Boy. Shade directed his cane at the villainous woman, saying, “go, I shall see to your compatriots safety.”

“Whoa. That was... weird.” The teen exhaled. He wasn’t aware he had held his breath until he emerged with the other in front of Devastation. Honestly, he couldn’t think of anything else to describe what he was feeling after the short trip.

Conner looked around. He could see the damage done from the various battles between the Injustice Society — and the wounded Beast Boy. “Gar...” He said softly, worry in his voice. He would have gone to check on his friend, but he knew how powerful Devastation was. And she needed to be stopped.

“I don’t think that’s going to work, Shade. We’ll have to fight.” Conner cracked his knuckles and got ready to attack.

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smallblueboyscout​:

Jon frowned, looking between the poster and the guy in front of him. He couldn’t get mad, since he knew why the guy would lie, but-

“Well, they’ve never talked about you. But I’ll call em. Whatta ya need em for?” He sighed, folding up the poster. His dreams of having THE Superboy sign his post were crushed, like a roach under a shoe. He felt very sad. He was finally meeting the real Superboy, not the one he told people he was, but the REAL one. The first one. And he didn’t want to tell him the truth or sign his poster. 

“Like, dya have a message or did dad call you over? Or is it an emergency?” 

Seeing the kid this sad broke Kon’s heart. So much that Kon wanted to do something to cheer him up. But what? He thought before half-smiling at the boy. “Yeah. You’re dad called me saying he needed to talk to me about something.”

Conner was silent. He was still thinking of something to say to cheer the boy up — to correct his lie. “Kid?” He said softly. “If it makes you feel better. I know Superboy personally. As well as Superman. But you probably already know Superman, huh?” Conner made sure the boy was looking at him before giving him a wink and a small smile. “Can I come in?”

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smallblueboyscout​:

Jon blinked up at the stranger, who looked like a teenaged version of his dad. He was asking for his dad. The younger boy squinted, knowing he wasn’t supposed to let strangers in the house without permission. 

“Depends.” He answered slowly. “Who’s asking?” 

A quick scan of his X-ray vision told him the young man was unarmed, and…

“Um. Wait. A-are you…” His eyes widened slowly, hands going up to his mouth. “Oh my gosh. Wait. Ok. Wait. Hang on. Stay right there.” He ran off, a flash of red and blue up the stairs to his room before there was the sound of something being torn off the walls as he ran back down at super speed. 

“YOU’RE SUPERBOY AREN’T YOU??” He asked excitedly, holding the poster up of Superboy from the 90s, with the Ravers to show the young man what he meant. Blue eyes stared up at him in wonder, sparkling and hopeful. If he was right, than that meant this young man was something of a brother/uncle. A kryptonian. A half kryptonian just like him. He was sure he was right. But he wanted to hear it from the guy’s mouth that he was.

Conner was about to open his mouth to answer the boy’s question, but before he could, the other began speaking really fast and running off. The teen was certain the boy ran off at super-speed, but wasn’t sure until the boy came back with a poster of him — correction, Superboy — and his outer space friends, The Ravers.

“Uh...” Kon stuttered. He was nervous. He wasn’t sure if he should tell the boy the truth — in the past he totally would, but if this boy was a friend of Clark’s, Conner wouldn’t want to risk any villain finding out — or lie about why he was there. “I think you got the wrong guy, kid.” Conner finally said, sorrow in his voice. He hated lying. “I’m Carl Grummett. I’m a friend of both Clark and Lois’.”

Conner was hoping his lie was convincing. “That’s a cool poster, by the way.”

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— When The Boys of Steel Met; Flashback

The teen paced around his room for what seemed like an eternity; everything he has ever done began going through his head, playing like a film without sound. He wasn’t too worried, but he found it strange that Clark would call him and ask to meet him at the farm. Obviously, this was important or else Clark wouldn’t have called, but he couldn’t help but think he did something wrong and Clark — no Superman — wanted to talk to him about it.

After getting dressed, Conner left the tower and flew towards the Kent house in Kansas. It took only a few minutes, but the flight seemed like it dragged on. A little worried about having done something wrong, he landed and made his way to the front door. Conner knocked and waited for the familiar voice to welcome him in.

Instead of Clark, or Lois for the matter, a young boy answered. Conner was confused, hoping he didn’t just go to the wrong house. “Huh, hi?” Conner greeted the boy — who looked more like Clark the more Conner looked at him. “Is Clark here?”

@smallblueboyscout

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( Since I have some time before I go play D&D with some friends, I’m going to throw out a starter or two that I owe. If you would like one, my pinned post is a masterlist of starter calls for my muses. I would also like know y’all’s thoughts about me adding YJ!Dick Grayson to this blog. )

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Autumn Prompts 🍂

Starter scenarios for the autumn season! Requested by anonymous. When sending to or from a multimuse, don’t forget to specify who the meme is for! Send a symbol for:

🍠 Our muses making a warm, hearty meal

🎃 Our muses carving Jack-O-Lanterns

🥧 Our muses baking pie

🍎 Our muses going apple picking

🥤 Our muses enjoying fresh apple cider

🥮 Our muses making Mooncake

🌰 Our muses gathering chestnuts to roast

👻 Our muses tell ghost stories around a campfire

🧶 Our muses doing needlework together

🦇 Our muses decorating for Halloween

🥣 Our muses making soup

🍆 Our muses exploring a farmer’s market

🌽 Our muses navigating a corn maze

🎞️ Our muses having a movie night

🏈 Our muses playing an autumn sport

🌳 Our muses wondering at the foliage

🍺 Our muses celebrating Oktoberfest (or just having drinks)

🍃 Our muses raking (and maybe planning to jump into a pile of leaves)

💐 Our muses making an autumn wreath

🍫 Our muses making s’mores

☕ Our muses drinking something warm on a cool evening

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( Since I no longer have access to my YJ!Dick Grayson blog, I’ve been wondering if I should just add him to this blog. What do y’all think? Should I do it or...? )

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glitchexmachina​:

Danielle glanced over at him and thought at him in a sing songy tone, <Red Robin…>.

Tyson cupped his face in his hand.  “You are a literal child…”

Danielle stuck her tongue out at him.  “Maybe he was tired of the reference.  I mean it is eating on Nightwing’s role as the Swoon Machine of Former Robins.”

She looked at Tyson.  “Band name?”

“Not your best,” he shook his head.

Conner laughed. “There’s nothing wrong with having a little bit of fun.” He said, looking at Tyson. The teen was hoping the other male would be more relaxed like his sister was. “Especially if the situation called for it.”

However, the situation didn’t really call for it. Tyson was catching Conner up on current events he might have missed while being elsewhere. “Sorry.” Conner apologized, once he realized where he was wrong. “Continue?”

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@daithirps​ for Conner

The Injustice Society, it seemed, had decided to go after these young heroes. It wasn’t a bad plan; take out the next generation and you weaken heroics as a whole. Sadly for them, Shade had caught wind of the plan. He appeared in the street as young Superboy fought two of their members. 

“Young man, I would normally wait until you asked for aid but today we have matters to attend to.“

Two large, grasping, claws shot from beneath him and struck the criminals. No need to draw the fighting out. The shouted obscenities at him, their traitor member. They shouted, until the darkness swallowed them up and they were gone into the shadowplane.

“There. Now come along. There are more young heroes in need of aid.“

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Conner was enjoying himself while fighting off two members of the Injustice Society. So much so that he didn’t realize that Shade had appeared near him to help. “Hey! Those were mi—” The teen hollered as he looked at the new player in the fight. Once he realized who it was, he quickly shut up. “Shade?”

What was the mysterious Shade doing here? Was he here to help rescue other young heroes? Some of his questions were answered when the other spoke again. Check.

“Why are we just standing here? Let’s go!”

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PSA

Friendly reminder that all of you are extraordinarily talented writers and beautiful people. 

[kare-no-hogo]

please reblog this if it's okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you even if you haven't reblogged a meme because I just want to RP with you

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               psa : this blog respects duplicates .

i’m here to support you all and cheer you on , not to tear you down . i will never use ic interactions to insult your portrayal or belittle you . if there is anything i can help you with , i will . this is not a competition and i am not your rival .

[tochisuru]

i kinda like the sound of two green arrows. // ind. multimuse ft. connor hawke of dc comics. written by nicki.

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[thiirdbiird] “It’s not a fever, I’ve been in the sun…”

Sick Prompts | accepting @thiirdbiird

Skeptical, Conner looked over Tim. It was pretty obvious the other was lying — he was hotter than the sun, and not in the good way — but didn’t want to say anything. “How about instead of patrolling tonight, we stay inside and watch the second season of Umbrella Academy?”

If the other would protest, Conner was going to do everything to make sure his friend stayed indoors and rested. “Let the rest of the team handle the patrolling. You deserve a break.”

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“I’m not going to throw up, for the last time.” (( Jon at Kon??))

Sick Prompts | accepting @smallblueboyscout

Conner wasn’t convinced by his younger brother’s words. He had just made Chicken Noodle Soup for the boy when the other suggested they wanted to eat something on the sweet side, again. “For the last time,” Kon said, putting the bowl of soup in front of Jon. “This is better than some chocolate bar. And unlike the chocolate bar, chicken noodle won't make you sicker.”