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PSA
I've moved. My indie Violet rp blog is here. Feel free to follow me if you still wanna rp.
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OOC: As of now, this Violet roleplay blog is no longer associated with Disney Roleplay. I've decided it was time to go independent. This is a decision I was thinking of for a while now and with my inability to follow the rules, which I painfully regret, I think it's the right thing to do.
That being said, my page will be under some minor reconstruction. Take note that I will still rp with anyone from the group that still wants to.
[ okay, so i want to make a new disney rp blog. what characters to people want? ]
Youshouldtotallydolikeasyndrome~
I really need a Syndrome lol
Accelerate.
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“I know! .. But.. What if I do..? I’m a wreck Violet! A homicidal wreck! Chandler is a .. Jerk!” Wanting to cuss but he knew he wasn’t aloud too.
"But.. Nobody screws with me like that! I maybe a Hero. But sometimes you just got to turn! And I haven’t tried to kill anyone!"
"And you won't!" Violet sealed the window behind her. "Here's what you're gonna do. You're gonna tell mom about what happened between you guys. I know you don't want to but you really have no choice, Dash. You can't handle this by yourself and I don't know how to help you!"
What cup size are you?
Most people crossing the street and nearly getting hit by irresponsible drivers would flip them off, but Diablo surprised Violet with his screaming out. It was as if his voice would flip over the cars. Most people would scream “Fucker” but not “Monster”
"They’re not spells. They’re superpowers." she said and on que, vanished, everything he couldn’t see behind her, now visible. Violet started walking again, this time invisible.
"Same difference!" He smirked amiably, about to put a hand on her shoulder to stop her when suddenly the girl vanished from sight and his hand flinched back. "Oh, wow!" He stumbled, twirling around to try to see where she could have gone off to, but there was no sign of her. "Wow that’s quite marvelous!!" Had she teleported? No, in his experience that sort fo magic usually left some sort of trail- a poof of smoke, a sparkle of energy, something beyond his birdly understanding.
No, this was something else- she had to be close by still. “FANTASTIC!” He suddenly crowed like a mad man in the middle of the street, keeping his voice up so hopefully she could hear him, “Certainly a super power! Brilliant! Don’t have any fancy tricks like that- only what my er…” He glanced around the street before mentally correcting his vocabulary, “lovely employer has taught me. She really knows her stuff, you know. Could probably teach you wonders you didn’t even know you were capable of!” He thrust his hands into his pockets, glancing about nonchalantly from his shouting as he realized people were staring.
Violet knew what she could be capable of as she reappeared. the problem was if that was it or would there be more surprises in the near future. But the bigger problem was controlling them. Her trainer, who didn’t have the same gift as hers, couldn’t possibly teach her perfect control. But what Diablo was offering forced her to decline.
His complements were flattering. “Well that’s very nice of you to offer. But, the thing is, I already have a trainer.” They might not have been a good one, but she wasn’t going to go to someone her parents didn’t know. “But thank you.”
(OOC: Mun likey)
"Sis.. C.. Can I talk too you..?"
She had been cooped up in her room all day. She just couldn’t take it; the day it was. It felt like things were spiraling out of control as she most feared. If anyone were to come into her room right now and see that everything has been coated in plasma…
Violet’s room was locked. The girl was leaned against the door, looking at the ultraviolet mess her powers were causing. She knew she needed help, but getting help required people to see. Violet was not going to let them see.
"What do you want?" she asked from her side of the locked door.
"Look at my fucking room!" Violet barked. "Look at it Dash! I can’t take this shit anymore either!" she could do more, a lot more, with her gift, too much for her to handle herself. The NSA could contain her, her worst fear.
"So what’s wrong with you exactly?" she questioned, because it couldn’t be worse than her predicament. Dash looked like he had a headache or some kind of illness. Or maybe he was just growing up.
"… I..Almost ruined my friendship with Chandler… I.. I.. Just told him I had a crush on him and he yelled at me! Our family is completely nonjudgmental!.. He hates me."
Best friends since birth.. Chandler and Him.
"And I.. I.. Can’t take the fact that I .. I need someone.. I need to find out why.. Why do I have the urge to kill a person! Kill a person just because Chand hates me! I.. Almost did it too myself. But I realized I couldn’t because it wouldn’t.. Be quick enough. Knives are not helpful. So I really don’t know what too do.. Then.. I felt tears Violet. Real tears! Chandler is.. So mad.. I’m so mad! I want to murder someone!" He got himself up..
"I might just do it. Violet. I might.. Why be super when your mind tells you too be happy with what you really want to do?"
Wait, so his powers were fine? Then why did she let him in? She thought he was suffering from the same problem as her only to hear some shocking story. Violet didn't care if her brother was gay, but talking about killing someone.
"Who did you try to kill?" she barked, sounding like their mother. "You are not coming near anyone if your having homicidal thoughts like that! We're supposed to save lives, not destroy them! Chandler might be an asshole for being intolerant but if that's how he's going to react to something like that, then he's not really your friend, Dash!"
Disney Princess Violet with a dress made out of plasma that can disappear as she does. Made on Dolls Divine with the Princess Doll Maker.
What cup size are you?
Has no one told him about her? Of course not, why would she even ask herself that. But how he did not know when he could turn into a bird for christs sake.
"It’s called plasma, it’s a state of matter." she said as she kept walking to the crosswalk. "And I’m not a witch. You’re like the billionth person outside this city to ask that." or an enchantress or a sorceress. What was it with witches and magic to these people? Violet felt like she was in enough trouble as it was. Whether or not this person was from another world, they still saw what she did.
She couldn’t help it though. That grey face made her so angry. It was her mothers initial reaction that kicked in. That person would be back up in a second.
"What would you call it, then?" Different lands, different lingo, same difference as far as the bird-man was concerned, picking up his pace as the signal changed and he was nearly broad sided by a large yellow metal beast.
He gave a cawing cry of alarm, arms flailing like wings for balance as he gave the cab’s bumper a sharp kick, “I HAPPEN TO BE WALKING HERE, FOUL MONSTER!”
The man trapped inside the beast seemed equally annoyed, for whatever reason, but it was no business of his.
He picked up his pace to catch up along side her again. “What other spells are you capable of, then?”
A blossoming witch, even if she was in denial- undoubtedly of interest and possible use to his Mistress.
Most people crossing the street and nearly getting hit by irresponsible drivers would flip them off, but Diablo surprised Violet with his screaming out. It was as if his voice would flip over the cars. Most people would scream "Fucker" but not "Monster"
"They're not spells. They're superpowers." she said and on que, vanished, everything he couldn't see behind her, now visible. Violet started walking again, this time invisible.
What cup size are you?
Is a little someone a little sensitive? ;}
"Um… did you just speak?"
You’re shooting magic purple fire at grey-faced strangers and you’re questioning the talking bird?
C-CAW.
Better? :V
Magic purple fire? Had to be another magic person. A shapeshifter maybe? Or just a talking bird perhaps. Violet didn’t want to ask the bird that many questions because she knew she wouldn’t like to hear the answers.
"Better." she nodded, turning her heal and strutting off.
For the sake of continuity on account of generally Diablo could not, in fact speak to people who can not speak to animals as an inherent talent, but a silly ooc moment of trolling had blossomed into something with potential for further shenanigans, the raven suddenly vanished in black smoke and swelling flesh and twisting bone and a man staggered after her down the streets of Metropolis.
To his benefit, the spell had been crafted in such a way as to promote discretion, and so instead of wool stockings and black tunics, he was sporting skinny jeans and a knee-length black leather jacket.
Even so, he had been impressed by her handling of the pesky grey stranger. “What WAS that, anyway? You some sort of a witch, then?”
Has no one told him about her? Of course not, why would she even ask herself that. But how he did not know when he could turn into a bird for christs sake.
"It's called plasma, it's a state of matter." she said as she kept walking to the crosswalk. "And I'm not a witch. You're like the billionth person outside this city to ask that." or an enchantress or a sorceress. What was it with witches and magic to these people? Violet felt like she was in enough trouble as it was. Whether or not this person was from another world, they still saw what she did.
She couldn't help it though. That grey face made her so angry. It was her mothers initial reaction that kicked in. That person would be back up in a second.
What cup size are you?
Is a little someone a little sensitive? ;}
"Um… did you just speak?"
You’re shooting magic purple fire at grey-faced strangers and you’re questioning the talking bird?
C-CAW.
Better? :V
Magic purple fire? Had to be another magic person. A shapeshifter maybe? Or just a talking bird perhaps. Violet didn't want to ask the bird that many questions because she knew she wouldn't like to hear the answers.
"Better." she nodded, turning her heal and strutting off.
looking to join a rp group just so i can feel part of something, any suggestions???
Disneyroleplay.tumblr.com. The spot for Colette is open, all you have to do is audition.
"Sis.. C.. Can I talk too you..?"
She had been cooped up in her room all day. She just couldn’t take it; the day it was. It felt like things were spiraling out of control as she most feared. If anyone were to come into her room right now and see that everything has been coated in plasma…
Violet’s room was locked. The girl was leaned against the door, looking at the ultraviolet mess her powers were causing. She knew she needed help, but getting help required people to see. Violet was not going to let them see.
"What do you want?" she asked from her side of the locked door.
"I.. I.. I need to talk too you.."
Tears rolled down his cheeks.. He felt.. Strange.. And had no idea what was causing him too feel like this..
"I.. Need help." He put his hand over his face. He felt pathetic… But he was too embarrassed to go the parents about this.
"Please..?" He squeaked out of his voice as sniffles and crying was now getting a little worse.
Him too? But his powers are very basic! Was he running against his will? Violet wondered how such simple powers could get out of control. Violet closed her eyes and sighed. Dash wasn’t a crier. But she could hear him sniffling and knew right away that there was a problem with him.
Quietly, she opened the door and told him to get in quick so she could close themselves off from the rest of the world.
He ran in. Getting on her bed. He was.. He was crying..
For the first time in a very long time.
"I.. I.." Trying to speak but the horror he felt inside him was fucking with his head. Holding his skull and curling up in a ball.
"I hate this!" Dash screamed. Screaming to the point where his voice went silent. No one should hear the boy scream no more.
"Look at my fucking room!" Violet barked. "Look at it Dash! I can't take this shit anymore either!" she could do more, a lot more, with her gift, too much for her to handle herself. The NSA could contain her, her worst fear.
"So what's wrong with you exactly?" she questioned, because it couldn't be worse than her predicament. Dash looked like he had a headache or some kind of illness. Or maybe he was just growing up.
"Sis.. C.. Can I talk too you..?"
She had been cooped up in her room all day. She just couldn’t take it; the day it was. It felt like things were spiraling out of control as she most feared. If anyone were to come into her room right now and see that everything has been coated in plasma…
Violet’s room was locked. The girl was leaned against the door, looking at the ultraviolet mess her powers were causing. She knew she needed help, but getting help required people to see. Violet was not going to let them see.
"What do you want?" she asked from her side of the locked door.
"I.. I.. I need to talk too you.."
Tears rolled down his cheeks.. He felt.. Strange.. And had no idea what was causing him too feel like this..
"I.. Need help." He put his hand over his face. He felt pathetic… But he was too embarrassed to go the parents about this.
"Please..?" He squeaked out of his voice as sniffles and crying was now getting a little worse.
Him too? But his powers are very basic! Was he running against his will? Violet wondered how such simple powers could get out of control. Violet closed her eyes and sighed. Dash wasn't a crier. But she could hear him sniffling and knew right away that there was a problem with him.
Quietly, she opened the door and told him to get in quick so she could close themselves off from the rest of the world.
What character(s) do you think the group would most like to see taken?
OOC-
EDDIE. VALIANT.
Syndrome, Prince Charming, Hades, Tiana, Oogie Boogie, Flora, Fauna, Merryweather, ARTHUR! ANITA!
We have a LOT of people we’d really love to see but I’ve bolded the important ones. ;D
OOC- YES WE NEED SYNDROME!
"Sis.. C.. Can I talk too you..?"
She had been cooped up in her room all day. She just couldn’t take it; the day it was. It felt like things were spiraling out of control as she most feared. If anyone were to come into her room right now and see that everything has been coated in plasma…
Violet’s room was locked. The girl was leaned against the door, looking at the ultraviolet mess her powers were causing. She knew she needed help, but getting help required people to see. Violet was not going to let them see.
"What do you want?" she asked from her side of the locked door.
What cup size are you?
Is a little someone a little sensitive? ;}
"Um... did you just speak?"
What cup size are you?