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RWBY OC BLOG!!! Karla Bonita Omari

[aubadecraven]

@kaboomari Isn’t it weird ? ( starter ) 

It seemed that the boy had gotten a sleeping bag and was resting underneath the tree. He jolted up to see the stranger before calling out to them.

“ What time is it!? “

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Of all the reactions she expected to get out of someone sleeping under a tree, that was certainly not one she was expecting. The woman glanced down at the watch on her wrist before calling back out to the other.

“It’s ah. . . Just past eight? Wh- . . . Why are you sleeping out here in the first place?”

[kaboomari-blog]

I’ll get to replies and other such things after work today. If you want me to write something for you just come yell at me ( or just like the post )

[kaboomari-blog]

Playing Ain is actually pretty fun. Playing Elsword in general is pretty fun. Why did I stop doing this???

[vi-helleborus-and-the-rest]

Attention RWBY OC roleplayers!

I have an idea. A single panel comic series, that is effectively RWBY Chibi, but for the fandoms amazing OCs! The idea came to me when discussing rwby chibi scenarios with @medusa-anguis-rwbyrp! 

Give this a like and a reblog if you’d be interested in having your OC involved :3

(or DM me idk :\/)

[mobtrolls-deactivated20140521]

Anonymously tell me why you roleplay or don't roleplay with me

[kaboomari-blog]

Roommate Wanted

This has to be the absolutely worst idea you’ve ever had Karla. The woman tacked the page up at the front door of the apartment complex. The title on top of the paper read ‘Roommate Wanted.’ Finding a second job had fallen through, so finding someone to share the costs of the room was all she could do. She hoped that she’d get an offer soon.

[memesandthings]

SEND A SYMBOL FOR A CORRESPONDING PROMPT/STARTER.

[ ☎ ] my muse calls yours in tears.

[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together.

[ ◐ ] my muse is having a sleepover with your muse.

[ ✿ ] my muse attempts to cook dinner for your muse.

[ ◈ ] my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse.

[ ღ ] my muse makes an attempt to cheer your muse up.

[ ✦ ] my muse pushes yours out of frustration/anger.

[ ❢ ] my muse discovers yours all bloodied and bruised.

[ ➤ ] my muse accidentally punches your muse in the face.

[ ⌚ ] my muse recalls their favorite memory with your muse.

[ ✜ ] my muse collapses in front of yours, all bloodied and bruised.

[ ☯ ] my muse tells yours that they never want to see them again.

[ ✈ ] my muse asks yours to accompany them on a trip/mission/etc.

[ ● ] my muse catches yours snooping through their belongings.

[ ☻ ] my muse wakes up in your muse’s closet the night after a party.

[ ✌ ] my muse reaches out to yours after months of no communication.

[ ☢ ] the car broke down in an unfamiliar part of town, and our muses are lost.

[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.

[ ☁ ] the entire city is without power due to a storm, and our muses run into each other during a supply run.

[kaboomari-blog]

kaboomari:

I have a short and simple open posted already but if you want something more personalized just shoot me an ask. I’ll get to some more writing when I wake up in the morning.

[shinyelle]

I realised this video isn’t available on mobile so here’s a tumblr version.

If you want to watch it at full quality you can find it here on youtube.

[xekstrin]

I thought this was gonna be a funny compilation of people getting smacked around but this was amazing, holy god

[kaboomari-blog]

I have a short and simple open posted already but if you want something more personalized just shoot me an ask. I’ll get to some more writing when I wake up in the morning.

[kaboomari-blog]

“Alright, I really didn’t want to do this but I don’t have enough to cover rent this month so... Does anyone have any side-jobs I can do?”

[xxmoved-blog]

Memory Meme

Past experiences help shape who we are currently, how we see the world. Send in a symbol and I’ll write a drabble of one of my muse’s memories. 

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❥ - a childhood memory

♣ - a fading memory

✂ - a vivid memory

✖ - a repressed memory

✈ - an eye-opening memory

✤ - a memory that involves romance/love

☤ - a memory of death/loss

✍ - a memory of their mother

☽ - a memory of their father

♘ - a memory of their sibling(s)

✌ - a memory of a relative

↕ - a memory that may or may not have happened

♚ - a memory of something paranormal

✓ - a sexual memory

♬ - a friend/best friend memory

[kaboomari-blog]

Make sure you’ve read my rules before liking starter calls. I can tell pretty quickly when you haven’t done that.

[kaboomari-blog]

Do the thing and I’ll write you a thing! If you want a specific thing Ask me to do the other thing!

[kaboomari-blog]

❥

❥ - a childhood memory

Catch. Toss. Catch. Toss.A simple game, but it was something to kill time while the two kids waited for their parents to come home. Karla and hercousin often spent the days togetherlike this. Carefree and without a worry.The ball went too high, and Karla couldn’tcatch it as it sailed over her head. Sheran back to fetch it from the tall grass.It didn’t take long to find it, maybe amoment or two, but that was all it took.When she returned to the yard hercousin wasn’t where she was standing.Karla looked around, finally spotting aman in a mask who was pulling hertowards the street. They were too farfor Karla to get there by running, hewould easily have her locked away inthe waiting van by the street.Karla panicked, time seemed to slowaround her as she thought of somethingthat she could do to stop this. Nothingcame to mind. The words she said atthat moment as she went to throw theball with all her might were unknownto her. It may as well have been likeif she’d said nothing at all.Though it wasn’t simply a ball. It wasglowing a molten orange colour, andheated up the air as it left her hand.The orb sailed towards its target withpurpose, but landed just short. The orbcollided with the concrete below andignited, setting off an explosion thatrocked the ground beneath her feet.Had she known what was going tohappen, she wouldn’t have thrown it.It didn’t matter though. She would havelost her either way . . .

[kaboomari-blog]

My heart can’t take this anime Curse you Kobayashi

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Stupid Karla, just plain stupid. Of course this place is going to be packed on valentines day. The bar is where all the lonely people go today.

She began to think to herself from her covert position near the entrance. Was her need for a drink really worth potentially conversing with people she didn’t know. What if a bunch of drunk people tried to hit on her. The thought sent shivers running down her spine.

Though she wouldn’t get the chance to decide for herself, as someone from the outside rudely shoved her into the bar. She had been blocking the door, so it had to have happened at one point or another. She decided to go with it, and made her way to an empty seat.

She knew the bartender here quite well, as she’d always come here after a hard day of work, and so her usual drink was brought over without a single word exchanged. Today it even came with a small pink umbrella. A smile was thanks enough, and he returned to some other customers.

Karla took down her hood finally, and decided that she just needed to relax for once.