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Another 100 Random RP Starters

- does include some swearing; feel free to edit when sending in an ask to fit character’s speech

“No. No, no, no. Don’t you dare try to pin the blame on me.”

“Did you even bother to think about the consequences?”

“Listen here you useless paperclip!”

“Meerkats are murderous little bastards.”

“For the record, I hate everything.”

“Do you even remember me?”

“Did you know the guy who wrote Sherlock Holmes may have killed a man?”

“I’m going to join NASA and fling myself into the sun.”

“I hope you know what you’re getting into.”

“Please don’t. Just… don’t.”

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mandalorian-huntress

She felt sorry for the poor sod being subjected to the interrogation. Whatever he had done, she certainly hoped she didn’t land in that position, so she would have to stay on the zabrak’s good side for now.

“Whatever you say boss” she said with a shrug, cracking her fingers as she stepped towards the prisoner again and delivered a sharp slap across his face. It was curious how sometimes people passed out after to many blows to the head but a simple strike across the face would easily bring them back, albeit heavily disoriented, but certainly very spiteful, “Mandalorian BITCH!” the captive cried at her as soon as he saw her.

“Oh….such kind words,” she looked at the Zabrak, dismissing the man’s insult. “Can’t you use those Force powers of yours and force him to tell you what you want?” she suggested. “I don’t think he’ll sing much if I keep punching him,” not to mention her own knuckles were starting to get hurt. “At the rate we’re going…I’ll punch him to death.”

The malevolent curiosity in his eyes returned as she spoke again. Maul was the only one of the two who knew the prisoner — a rather pathetic looking clone — in reality possessed nothing of importance && no relevant information at all, && so he saw no reason why he shouldn’t use this as an opportunity to test her a little. Push her to her limits. It was partially because she was a fresh face around headquarters, but admittedly also partially for his own sick amusement; even he needed some stimulation once in a while, && this would definitely put a spring in his step for a while.

» —— ❝ I was assuming YOU could finish the job, Mandalorian. Perhaps help him enlighten us on the subject of a certain Obi wan Kenobi. ❞

His lips only curled further in contempt as he gave her a vague wave of his arms, peering judgmentally at the other.

» —— ❝ If anything, take this as an assessment of your abilities. ❞

#mandalorian-huntress

send me a crystal and i'll tell...

abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural

agate: how my muse calms down

blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)

fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest

amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my muse is

angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition

apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

carnelian: an art-related headcanon

celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety

chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been

chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships (doesn't have to just be romantic, can be friendships too)

charoite: who my muse looks up to

chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon

copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older

coral: how my muse views the natural world

diamond: a relationship headcanon

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

fluorite: what my muse's room looks like

fossil: what my muse's dream job is

galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse

garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be

gold: my muse's financial situation

hematite: how squeamish my muse is

hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has

iolite: my muse's drinking habits

jade: if my muse would ever cheat on anything at all

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

kyanite: an anger headcanon

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait

moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space

mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down

nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is

obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be

opal: how creative my muse is

pearl: a mental health headcanon

petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street

pyrite: a physical health headcanon

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories

ruby: a happiness headcanon

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

serpentine: how my muse makes their money

silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be

verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?

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lord-darth-maul

*As the other spoke, he was more focused of positioning in a way to manuver out from where he was sitting. He knew this type of trick, after the many years training under the two ancients. He made look more as if the attack hurt, leaning forward, lower legs a bit more spread into a ducking roll as well as activating the blades he had mid way* ‘you’d be surprised… or not… * Though the accusation of him still working for Sidious of all low life scum in the galaxy, pissed him off just that much more. It was obvious with a growl and shift the position to how he planned executing it well and stood, rather knelt with one leg extended back and blades out. The blades themselves were unlike either Sith or Jedi weapon. They were a sleek silver metal that widened to both a sharp point and angular hook thats tip also came to a sharp point. What made them more unique were the white flames that danced around the surface but did not give off smoke. He spat as he got to a defensive position, hooks pointing outward.* I’d rather see that slime suffer a thousand deaths!! … and watch every. single. one.

*As much as he wanted to stay angered, he thought the ancients could have a use for him.

» —— ❝ Isn’t that just curious… It appears we share a common enemy, then. ❞

Maul nodded, although he remained vigilant; it could've been a ploy for him to lower his guard, for all he knew. If the sudden burst of anger was anything to go by, he was most likely telling the truth, but he kept that particular thought to himself. He'd stick to the subject of Palpatine for now.

» —— ❝ Looking to dispose of him, hm ? ❞

The flaming blades were admittedly a different affair from what he was accustomed to, but no matter. He’d deal with any addition problems they might provide as they came. Maul raised the darksaber as he began to immerse himself into the beginnings of Juyo, but refrained from completely sinking himself into it. Not yet. He was, no doubt, going to draw as much information as possible from their conversation before the probable fight broke out between the two.

#lord-darth-maul

halloweenpjs-deactivated2018021

@disabilityuserboxes hi I couldn’t figure out how to submit I am very tired

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disabilityuserboxes

this user has chronic nightmares

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lord-darth-maul

*As he slowly came too, he could easily feel the others confusion.. Years he’d spend learning from what would have been new mentors, this seemed like a set up to how he’d react to having to deal with confronting a physical version of himself.

“going for the saber, hmm?” The motions, movements all seemed to lead to that. The subtlety of what had been taught by Sidious what seemed like a lifetime ago now.” You really think that’ll work?

*of course to ‘explain meant ending a clash of with wits or blades. As he felt more alert, he had readied his own blades in defense being just near his wrists. There were plenty of his own questions ask back as if there were a reason to what he could possibly want from him*

Maul quickly regained his composure, now watching the other’s movements with more wary curiosity than anything else; a low chuckle escaped him, lips nearly twitching into some semblance of a smirk. He mirrored his actions && drew his weapon without another word, although he opted for holding it more at his side than in front of him; engaging in combat with his double wouldn’t bring him any closer to obtaining answers.

» —— ❝ Oh, I doubt you’d be able to put up much of a fight after being hit over the head like that. ❞

He narrowed his eyes as his mind continued to work, trying to puzzle out a semi-plausible explanation. The only thing he could come up with was that this was part of yet another one of Sidious’ schemes; what he could’ve been trying, though, was anyone’s guess.

» —— ❝ Tell me — did the old fool send you here to finish the job ? ❞

#lord-darth-maul

pebblcs

@dathomiricn + plotted starter

The situation is unstable at the Slippery Slopes cantina on the Smuggler’s Moon. More than itnormally is, so to speak. The word out there has been loud and clear for days - some frail looking lady is holding in her hands a precious device. An artefact that holds a map to an uncharted territory in space, where a lost pirate spaceship full of ancient treasures aboard it is drifting slowly towards a black hole. The only problem is the woman is unable to read the map and navigate her ship towards the goal, as the signs, markers and clues are written in symbols she cannot decipher, so she declared: the person who can make sense of it all will get all the goods on that vessel, except for one object that she picks.

It’s more than generous when it comes to an offer, yet people are still greedy enough to try and take the map away from her by force. The cantina tender is furious as he lost count to the number of bodies he had to drag out for the past few days. Ve Kayl is growing quite impatient herself. Not in her wildest dreams had she thought of having to shoot so many people in a row. Good thing that her husband’s old BH-9X droid–Ninex– is way better at aiming than her. ‘Patience, master. A chance of someone who can read the symbols in which the directions are written is high.’ That’s what he keeps repeating every now and then, while Velunn can’t help but death-glare at the construct of bolts, questioning his programming under her breath.

‘Sure, a-any moment now.’ She always sighs, forgetting all her manners and kicking her feet up on the table. The droid seems satisfied, unable to determine the sarcasm. Ve just keeps on staring at people, guessing who will jump them next or attempt at tricking them.

It’s well into the night when Maul finally locates the small cantina amidst the haphazard sea of buildings, the irritation that has been building inside the man all day finally easing to some degree. His visits to the Smuggler’s Moon in the past have been few && far in between, && now, he remembers, for good reason. Despite the ample amounts of criminal activity, the entire planet is difficult to navigate, to say the least; if this excursion is anything to go by, it’d take him more time finding the damn place than actually getting anything done.

He presses his lips into a thin line as he stands there scrutinizing the sign, unimpressed, then shifts his gaze back to examine the building itself. Judging by the rough looking group of aliens currently shoving their way inside, he realizes he can expect any underlying hopes of this being a quiet evening to be quickly dashed.

A murmur passes through the cantina as he follows suite && enters through the doorway, a few people already sizing him up despite the concealing attire. He’s become accustomed to the attention, being a former Sith, no matter whether it’s because of his appearance or the uncomfortable vibe he gives off, but it’s never really ceased to be irritating to the man. He narrows his eyes; several curious onlookers find themselves hastily looking the other way as they are met with a passing, yet unpleasantly threatening stare. Hopefully they’d take the hint.

The crowd shifts uncertainly as he proceeds further inside, only begrudgingly parting as he approaches. Maul pays little attention to them now; he knows full well what business he has here.

He inclines his head in slight acknowledgement to the droid as he approaches the table Velunn is seated at, lowering the hood of his cloak && casually seating himself across from the human. There is a decidedly pragmatic air about him, luminescent eyes boring into her as he slowly drums his fingers against the metallic surface of the table; only a hint of his usual wry smirk remains tugging at the corners of his lips.

» —— ❝ && you would be the one in possession of the map, yes ? ❞

#pebblcs #ohhhh god i'm sorry how long this took #orz #i'll definitely be faster w the next reply #&& sw rebels { verse }

userboxblog

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alannasroleplaymemes-moved

Oops! First Interactions

Send me a symbol for our Muses to meet when the following accident occurs…

♔ - one Muse hits the other while opening a door too fast/forcefully ♕ - one Muse gestures wildly and smacks another passing by ♖ - one Muse shoots the other (non-lethal…probably) ♗ - one Muse trips the other ♘- one Muse drops a bucket of ice water on the other, mistaking them for someone else ♟- one Muse spills something on the other ♙ - one Muse gets thrown into the other during a fight and injures them ♚ - one Muse saves the other from a dangerous situation, only to end up in danger themselves ♛ - one Muse runs into the other with their bike / skateboard / golf cart / etc. ♜ - one Muse attempts to assassinate the other after mistaking them for their target ♝- one Muse accidentally casts a spell on the other

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Lord Maul, you're not a teenager anymore. Stop acting like it.

» —— ❝ && exactly what are you trying to accomplish with that statement ? ❞

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goddamnmuses

Rocket tilted his head looking at the red male as he bent down, crossing his arms he rolled his eyes at the mention of the airlock.

“Trust me, you do not want to throw me anywhere near the airlock.”

He told him as his mind took a moment to come up with a reason why he shouldn’t be thrown into the airlock.

“I could reroute the controls to all the doors, locking myself in the airlock, securing the locks and then begin to hack my way through to your other systems and I’m sure you know how bad that could be.. if I got to the life support systems, well that could be bad.”

Maul admittedly didn’t know much at all about hacking, && so found himself on the fence concerning the validity of the raccoon’s claims. One thing was sure; if he did wind up throwing him out the airlock anyway, he’d make sure he’d personally be there WATCHING to see to it that he wouldn’t have the opportunity to get his hands on any controls.

» —— ❝ Well, brother ? ❞

He shifted, turning to Savage for some sort of second opinion. It was mostly out of a mild curiosity, as it typically was; the chances of him following through with what he had to say were rather SLIM.

#goddamnmuses

ahhh i'm sorry for vanishing for the past few days,, :,) my teachers thought it'd be a great idea to pile a bunch of assignments and shit into the last week of school for some reason, so that happened

i SWEAR i'm going to hunker down and plow through a bunch of drafts tomorrow to try and catch up tho. i mean i'm slow as fuck, but i'll try 👍

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( @lord-darth-maul continued from here )

The man’s hands were casually clasped behind his back as he observed the other rather curiously, but refrained from circling around him. He hadn’t done anything with his double quite yet ( only having knocked him over the head thus far ) but it would only be a matter of time before suspicions began to arise && Maul would become more hostile. After all, chances were that he’d be mistaken for some sort of clone, && that was definitely something he wouldn’t take too kindly to.

Then the other Maul spoke, && he stopped && froze; very little could manage to phase him, but hearing his own voice talk back to him was on an entirely different level of disconcerting. His expression twisted as he placed a hand on the hilt of his darksaber, gritting his teeth.

» —— ❝ What IS this ? Explain yourself. ❞

#lord-darth-maul

rockhoppah

Reblog if your muse is under 6′0″

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@goddamnmuses; continued from x .

Maul stared questioningly at the strange creature in front of him, genuinely unsure if this was some sort of strange attempt at a practical joke on his brother’s part. Savage had never come off as a particularly humorous ( in fact, he was certain Savage was near incapable of anything of the sort ), but then that would mean the presumably non Force sensitive animal had somehow stowed away onto their ship without either of them noticing. That… was an uncomfortable thought he’d rather not entertain.

» —— ❝ A mechanic ? You can’t be serious. At least not— ❞ He bent down to examine the raccoon in closer detail, partially tempted to touch the thing’s fur while he was at it. ❝ —with paws like that. ❞ Malevolence passed over his features.

» —— ❝ Give me ONE reason I shouldn’t throw you out the airlock right now. ❞

#goddamnmuses

I WAS COMPLETELY DEAD THIS WEEK UNTIL I FINALLY FUCKING SAT DOWN AND WATCHED THE NEWEST REBELS EPISODE AHHHHHHH IT... WRECKED ME TBH I'M SUDDENLY CRAVING A REBELS RP SOMEONE PLS HELP

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