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Nonverbal RP Starters

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I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

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Roxanne arches a curious brow. He wasn’t like the other prepubescent brats running around town—no, he was different. This intrigued the young Todd girl. The hostility melts from her face and she quietly crouches beside the boy. She places her knapsack on the ground and unzips it gingerly. She digs her hand into its contents and procures a half-eaten, chocolate chip mall cookie. Roxanne was saving it for her wake and bake for tomorrow morning, but she decided to give it to the fascinating creature instead. 

“So, like… What’s your deal, little dude?” She pauses, and for the first time in a long time, sympathy swirls in her hollow, olive orbs. “…You a run away?” Roxanne Todd always thought the runaway life would be dangerous, but ever so satisfying and glorious ! She romanticized the idea in many of her hidden away journals and poetry diaries.

     He honestly isn’t sure what to make of her. She SEEMED friendly enough. She wasn’t doing anything real fast or sudden, and her words weren’t too loud or angry or anything... But inside his belly, he still felt uneasy. His internal conflict was, perhaps, why he appeared so confused.      The boy watches her with an unwavering gaze, a nictitating membrane half flickering over his eyes when he does finally blink. She had his full attention. He mimics her crouch without even really thinking, eyeing her bag as she reveals the source of a sweet scent.  Was that... a cookie..?  He’d only ever had a few of them before... but.. they were easily one of his favourites. Pale hues widen upon realizing that she was GIVING it to him, and he can’t help but smile widely, baring jagged teeth at her in utter delight.      And with that-- he might as well be tamed. He plunks his bum down on the dirt and quickly munches down on the treat, his eyes flickering back to her inquisitively when she speaks again. Her words bring a little frown to his face, and he looks down at the dirt for a few moments, contemplating them.  “...Run away..” he parrots, a dark claw pinching absently at his lower lip. The boy looks back to her and gives a little nod, deciding that she must have been asking where he came from... or something.         “ Bad.. place,” he finally murmurs, looking at her but ... somehow staring through her, lost in his thoughts as he tried to dredge the right words up to the surface. “-- people.”  he hums slowly, fingers curling at his chest in a gesture to himself. “Hurt”, he whispers. “ Run away.”  All at once, he seems to snap back to reality with a sharp nod to her, repeating her words back to her one last time, seemingly satisfied with his efforts.      It was a bad place with bad people who hurt him, so he ran away when he could. If he were able, he would articulate that having run away wasn’t nearly as fun or exciting as it sounded. He was just here because... well... Because being hungry and tired and cold all the time out here was.. somehow better than being hungry and tired and cold in there.  Out here, he had choices and opportunities... Like this one. He never would have been able to talk to anyone like this if he were still in that place. And... he liked talking to her, he’d decided-- even if he wasn’t good at it.

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cultkiid‌:

@e2758 ; starter call.

     “ JESUS CHRIST ! ” After finding the boy hidden behind the abandoned, lean-to shed, Roxanne stumbles back. “Kid– you scared the shit outta me,” she spits. She tucks a stray lock of chestnut behind her ear, licks her lips, and plants the sole of her combat boot on a mossy log. The girl leans forward, eyes narrowed and arms resting atop her knee. “….It’s one in the afternoon. Shouldn’t you be in school ?”

      He should have jumped out of his skin or ran away at the mere sound of her voice, sudden and loud as it was-- but instead he FREEZES on the spot, ducking his head just a little. It was early in the afternoon-- a time where, he’s found, not many people were around at. He wasn’t sure where they went, and honestly, he didn’t care to find out. All he knew.. was that he could get in and out of places much more easily at this time of day.  Or he thought he could have, until... Hm... Well, until now.       A head of dirty black hair slowly turns, and reflective irises flicker to the girl who’d found him-- looking sheepish and wary as ever.              ‘ s c h o o l  ’  is a word he’s heard before. Adults have asked him the same thing, although he still isn’t even honestly sure what it means. He usually runs away after that.   Dirty, sharp nails curl in on themselves-- he held himself almost like a little gremlin, hunched over with an almost animalistic look in his eyes.     He should be running away-- he SHOULD be shoving her aside and taking off as fast as he could.  But... she’s kind of like .. him.  Small, young.. Not big and scary and loud like adults. So instead, he simply stares for a long moment, light eyes blinking quickly at her. His voice is raspy, with a slight lilt. Dutch. And slowly, he tilts his head at her like a confused dog, murmuring out a quiet, “ ... wat..? ”

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Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

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                    @bcnquet​      \     non-verbal meme (x)  ~  {always accepting!}

- 💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

       Wild eyes remain fixed on the man. Not once do his silvery hues falter– no matter how much he just wanted to hold his head and curl up into a ball on the ground– no matter how much he wanted to just run away, climb up a tree or a building and just hide. 

    Scared. He’d been terrified. He can’t even remember why, now… All he really knew was that his entire body was shaking, and he felt like he might get sick.     Squatting on the ground with his head bowed in a fashion one may describe as like a threatened dog, he murmurs out some words– most gibberish, but a handful that could be pinned down perhaps as Dutch.  A couple quick little “nee, nee”-s and “ga weg”-s escapes him here and there in the form of nothing more than sputtering breaths once he’d stepped closer to him. Just about half of his entire vocabulary, right there.      But the man isn’t really… scary. He seems friendly, but he’s learned his lesson. Lessons. Not all nice people were nice. It’s not as if he were thinking clearly, in any case. In fact, the man had come a little closer, but the little ‘child’ hissed and displayed aggression towards him. A physical little, ‘Stay Away!’ to make up for his lack of words          It probably would have been scarier if he weren’t also crying profusely.        His clothes were dirty, caked with both dirt and blood (from dogs…. cats… any small animal he could he his hands on… and his own–), he was tired and cold, and scared and confused. But… the man was.. being quiet and patient. More than anyone else he’d ever met. And although he wasn’t super calm or trustful of him, he… decided he’d try to listen a little bit...  Maybe... just a little.     It didn’t stop his full-body crying or shakes, but… It’d been so long since anyone talked to him like this that he couldn’t help but listen… even if just a little. Even if he didn’t understand all his words.          His voice was just…  n i c e….

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yknow sometimes i have to go and look at E2758′s genetic stuff bc even i ??forget ??all the shit they did to him ghfdghufg

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                                                     In a world that has cheated me,

                                      WHY should I play FAIR?

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           why would you cнooѕe me?                                                        nobody else ever did.                

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    He’s STUCK.  Well... He SORT OF is, anyway. He heard... a noise. A person..?  A man. He’d long since left his previous residence. Left everything he had behind (aside from an old toy he’d found-- it was missing an arm and it’s fluff was falling out, but... It was a comfort... He didn’t want to leave it. He could always make a new bed, or get a new sweater.)     But now, he’s caught on a beam on a ceiling. He’d climbed his way up when he heard footsteps. Left some claw marks, probably-- but he didn’t think about that. He didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was that he and his toy got to the safety of the dark corner of the ceiling.   He just... had to stay quiet. And everything would be fine. But... then his grip loosened... and his toy went falling down on to the ground. Down, down it went...          Oh.  Oh no. He’d let out an audible gasp as he reached out to the toy that had fallen from his grip, long since touched the floor. A spined tail flicked in horror, and his clawed grip tightened on the sides of the ceiling.                                   He had to get it back.. before... someoene took it.

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     It’s DARK out. Darker than normal.  He doesn’t understand why.                 (  The MOON... It was hidden. No stars in the sky, either. )        For someone who could see in the dark, he was still terrified of whatever lurked in it. He’s trying to be quiet, so he gets on all fours-- it’s a little awkward looking, but ultimately more efficient for him. His tail flicks to the side, his knees bent just slightly as he makes his way through the brush.  Up until he bumps into something. Someone. The boy topples over in shock, letting out a yelp of surprise and scurrying backward in a panic until...      A light shines in his eyes and he blinks up at the Person staring down at him.

                                                   He knew her.                           He suddenly felt a little less afraid.

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subject E2758 is on the move  >:0

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mcshiach:

@e2758 | s.c.

          ❝ Hi kid. I’m gonna be late tonight. I know I promised– ❞ There’s a lump stuck in his throat, his own dad’s image hovering around his sight as he paces around the motel room, tries to ignore it because he’s not like John– but it’s just too hard to believe it when he’s still here and not already halfway back to Lebanon, Kansas. ❝ But it’s for a good reason, ‘kay. I’ll be home in three hours or so. ❞

    Oh.   He slumps in response. He had hoped that his friend was coming back soon. He understood sometimes he couldn’t always keep his word, but... It still made him sad.  This wasn’t a common occurrence for him, but the boy had gotten quite used to Sam’s presence. So much so that being alone for a long time caused him significant anxiety.  He worried a lot, although he wouldn’t admit it.    He’d begun to cling to Sam like one would a rock in rushing water. He’d become a little too dependent on him. Clingy, one may argue. That’s not to say he verbalized excessively or physically demanded to be in Sam’s presence often. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Being in the same building would suffice for him, with only occasionally hearing his friend’s voice for reassurance that he was still with him and didn’t intend on abandoning him. And still, this was more personal attention he’s ever been given in his life. He often needed to be alone, or to have breaks. Sometimes he would simply shut down and become almost catatonic.  Everything, and not just Sam or being out and about-- but EVERYTHING that was not where he was from became overwhelming at times.

     E2758 sighs quietly in response, the arm holding the phone to his ear slumping a little. He missed Sam when he was gone long like this. Made him nervous to have the door unlocked (but he’d never admit that).  After a small silence between the two (not uncommon occurrence, given his general lack of verbal skills), he simply murmurs, “Why... reason?” (his verbalization had developed quite a bit in his time with Sam; albeit very little due to his own learning disabilities. He was doing nicely regardless). 

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LAPIS LAZULI

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❛    why are you all wet    ?    ❜ ❛    it’s sandwich day.    ❜ ❛    do you know what tuna is    ?    ❜ ❛    i’d be an abomination.    ❜ ❛    why is this so important    ?    ❜ ❛    family means no one gets left behind.    ❜ ❛    if you want to leave you can.    ❜ ❛    i’ll remember you,    though.    ❜ ❛    i remember everyone that leaves.    ❜ ❛    you’re the cause of all this.    ❜ ❛    it’s little and broken,    but still good.    ❜ ❛    you’re vile,    you’re foul,    you’re flawed.    ❜ ❛    also cute and fluffy.    ❜ ❛    you wreck everything you touch.    ❜ ❛    why not try making something for a change    ?    ❜ ❛    no more caffeine for you.    ❜ ❛    he / she wanted me to join his legion of the undead.    ❜ ❛    i knew it.    ❜ ❛    oh good.    my dog found the chainsaw.    ❜ ❛    sorry i bit you,    and pulled your hair,    and punched you in the face.    ❜ ❛    i got a new dog    !    ❜ ❛    you are so finished when i get in there.    ❜ ❛    trust me,    this is not gonna end well.    ❜ ❛    ha    !    i win    !    ❜ ❛    a falling star.    i call it.    ❜ ❛    get out,    i have to make a wish.    ❜ ❛    can’t you go any faster    ?    ❜ ❛    gravity is increasing on me.    ❜ ❛    the same thing happened yesterday.    ❜ ❛    why do you act so weird    ?    ❜ ❛    you look familiar.    ❜ ❛    i’m lost.    ❜ ❛    don’t interact with her / him.    ❜ ❛    we know her / him.    ❜ ❛    look at the bright side.    you won’t have to yell at anyone anymore.    ❜ ❛    we’re a broken family aren’t we     ?    ❜ ❛    maybe a little,    maybe a lot.    ❜ ❛    i shouldn’t have yelled at you.    ❜ ❛    it’s our job.    ❜ ❛    you can never belong.    ❜ ❛    i didn’t teach him / her that.    ❜ ❛    you came back.    ❜ ❛    nobody get’s left behind.    ❜ ❛    come on,    what’s the big deal    ?    ❜ ❛    leave my mother out of this    !    ❜ ❛    oh great,    he / she’s loose.    ❜ ❛    did you ever kill anyone    ?    ❜ ❛    are you happy    ?    ❜ ❛    i’m adjusted.    ❜ ❛    he / she likes your butt and fancy hair.    ❜ ❛    no,    that’s from my blue period    !    ❜ ❛    oh,    you are such a pain.    ❜ ❛    stupid head    !    ❜ ❛    read the charges.    ❜ ❛    are they intelligent    ?    ❜ ❛    did you catch fire again    ?    ❜ ❛    answer me.    ❜ ❛    what was that    ?    ❜ ❛    i know you had something to do with this.    ❜ ❛    what are you doing    ?    ❜ ❛    you’re just jealous ‘cause i’m pretty.    ❜ ❛    i know what you mean.    ❜ ❛    i need someone to be my friend.    ❜ ❛    he / she’s very persuasive.    ❜ ❛    please go about your business.    ❜ ❛    oh,    i can’t complain.    ❜ ❛    you smell like a lawn mower.    ❜ ❛    ____    is troubled.    he / she needs desserts.    ❜ ❛    here,    educate yourself.    ❜ ❛    this is low even for you.    ❜ ❛    you’re all mine.    ❜ ❛    please don’t do this.    ❜ ❛    leave me alone to die.    ❜ ❛    does this look infected to you    ?    ❜ ❛    you’d better not have rabies.    ❜ ❛    don’t worry,    this is all part of a plan.    ❜ ❛    we are professionals.    ❜ ❛    hey    !    get that out of your mouth.    ❜ ❛    new rules.    ❜ ❛    that is the ugliest thing i ever saw.    ❜ ❛    listen carefully.    ❜ ❛    that would be a bad idea.    ❜ ❛    aren’t they beautiful    ?    ❜ ❛    uncomfortable    ?    good.    ❜ ❛    with pleasure.    ❜