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And it's windy weather, boys, stormy weather, boys When the wind blows, we're all together, boys!
A Half-Elven Paladin and Warlock Duo on the Open Sea!
Semi-Selective, Multiverse, Multiship, Multimuse DnD OC RP Blog
Okok I actually think I’m gonna make a separate account just for this blog?? Like just because I think it would make things a lot easier for me lmao I’ll update y’all when I do it
now honestly, how do you feel about each other?
The twins immediately get a bit nervous, both for very different reasons.
“Suppose I’ll go first,” Antony sighs. “Normally, I would say I love my sister, and that we’re a great team! But... if I’m being entirely honest... she gets on my nerves a lot! She’s mean, she’s selfish, and she’s lazy! She can’t even take care of herself, I have to remind her to eat or drink water! I still love her, and she’s still my closest friend and ally, but gods I wish she would just pull it together sometimes!”
Marnie messes with her sleeve. “Normally, I’d say my brother is a dumb jock and a blowhard who is really lucky I’m around to take care of him. But uh...” She clears her throat. “He’s... great. Better than great. He’s one of the few people in my life who I actually care about the opinion of. He’s always got everyone’s backs. He gets peoples respect without scaring it out of them, it’s just natural for him. Ever since we were kids, I... I’ve always thought life would be better if I could be more like him. I look at him, and I see everything I’m not, and everything I know I will never get to be.”
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…. how they would normally respond …. how they would respond if they had to be totally honest
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3 Mistakes
Marnie had made 3 mistakes today.
Mistake number one occurred soon after she woke up. She groggily slammed her fist down on her alarm clock to stop its incessant screeching. 9:00 am. She fumbled for her phone and checked the notifications that had piled up since she had fallen asleep, the most recent one being a text from her brother. At 5:00 am, he sent “Have a good day off!! It’ll be nice outside today so maybe you can get some sunshine!! Pls don’t sleep all day it’s not good for u”. She groaned and forced herself to get up.
She walked into the main area of the apartment, where she was immediately greeted with the familiar feeling of Leviathans thin frame rubbing against her leg and the sweet repeating sound of his meows. She gave him a quick pet before following him to the kitchen, where she filled his empty food bowl. She looked at the kitchen, debating whether or not to do breakfast today. Antony would be annoying if he found out she skipped it, but right now his massive fucking dog was laid out across the entire floor of the small space, sleeping soundly. It would be too much work to work around Buddy, so she gave him a pat on his stomach and left.
It was 11:00 am when Marnie got the energy up to go outside. She usually would just ignore her brothers wish for her to get some sun, which was now nearly at its peak in the sky, but she would go with it today if only to go and get an iced latte from the coffee shop up the hill. It would only take 30 minutes to get there, so Marnie decided to save the money of hiring a ride and just walk instead.
As she reached the top of the hill, sweating and out of breath, three mistakes flashed in her mind. A completely black outfit in 90 degree heat, a skipped breakfast, and a walk up-hill at the peak of day.
Antony was definitely going to get onto her for this one, she thought, before the world went dark.
Let’s try something new … Send me a 👌🗯 for a piece of advice from my muse. If you want you, you can send it on anonymous or even specify a topic you want some advice on.
[ TRAPPED ] : for our muses to be trapped somewhere together ( stuck in a storm ? kidnapped together ? dodgy lock on a door ? )
Or
[ RESTRAINED ] : for our muses to be tied up together
Now, it would be a lie to say this was something Marnie hadn’t experienced before. Honestly, she had woken up to realize she been tied up quite a few times. What was different, however, was being tied to a stranger.
She gathered her thoughts quickly. She wasn’t the type to trust random people she hadn’t met, but right now they were in the same position and had to get out. She nudged at the other with her shoulder. “Psst, hey,” she whispered, in case anyone else was nearby, “you awake? If not, rise ‘n’ shine, bud, we got a problem.”
“Stuck with you? You got that flipped around, Silverfish. You’re stuck with me. If you run off, I’ll be fine. I run off, you’re fucked.” She punched her shoulder again, amused.
As they stepped outside, Marnie took in the surroundings. The forest stretched out as far as Marnie could see, but there was a small trail. If they followed that long enough, they would probably find a main trail, which would probably lead them to a town. “Not quite outta this situation yet, still gotta figure out where the fuck we are...”
“A normal tavern’ll have a good selection of ales, beers, meads, whiskeys, wines, ciders, rum, klaraunth, that kinda shit.” She sighed, cracking her back as she started walking down the trail. “I would fuckin’ die for a Flaming Gullet right about now... What kinda booze you used to?”
[ TRAPPED ] : for our muses to be trapped somewhere together ( stuck in a storm ? kidnapped together ? dodgy lock on a door ? )
Or
[ RESTRAINED ] : for our muses to be tied up together
Now, it would be a lie to say this was something Marnie hadn’t experienced before. Honestly, she had woken up to realize she been tied up quite a few times. What was different, however, was being tied to a stranger.
She gathered her thoughts quickly. She wasn’t the type to trust random people she hadn’t met, but right now they were in the same position and had to get out. She nudged at the other with her shoulder. “Psst, hey,” she whispered, in case anyone else was nearby, “you awake? If not, rise ‘n’ shine, bud, we got a problem.”
“Speak for yourself, first thing I do in a bloody basement is take notes. Usually it’s a weird magic thing. Or a monster thing, but still.” Though she guessed that if Kenzie wasn’t used to magic, maybe that wasn’t something so normal for her.
“Hm... yeah, if he had them adorning shit, it’s fair to assume that A: it’s a sacrificial ritual or B: you were just dealin’ with some product killer.” She paused. “Actually... I guess killing for a ritual is technically a product killing.” Whatever.
She closed the book and tossed it back to Kenzie. “Well in that case, we can just find someone to cast ‘Gate’. It’s a pretty advanced spell that opens a portal between your location and any specific other location. Warlocks can’t do that one, but I know a Wizard who would probably do it for ya. Downside, it’s... pretty fuckin’ expensive. Ritual needs a diamond worth like, 5k gold.”
“Or we could just find someone to kill, it’s real easy to find less-than-innocent people out there.”
Finally got around to figuring out what the domestic verse twins look like! After much internal debate, i came to the conclusion that yes, they still have matching piercings.
Unimportant Marnie headcanon based off the muns life: She has fainted way too many times.
She forgets to eat a lot and then will do something really physically taxing and just pass the fuck out. She never learns either, like she’ll think “oh I should be careful about that in the future” and then it’ll happen again a month later.
This is especially so in the domestic verse because she and Antony have separate jobs so he can’t remind her to eat or drink water as often as he does in the main verse.
Anyways, this is a long winded way of saying that I would love to do a domestic verse thread where Marnie is walking down the sidewalk and just passes out in front of someone
Terrible First Meeting Starters
For breaking the ice in the worst possible way, featuring themes including: kidnapping, murder, stalking, injury, monsters, and just general meanness. [Brackets] indicate spaces to include your own words to personalize your ask!
“Wh-who are you? Where are we? Why are we tied up together?!” “You almost killed me, so no, it’s not nice to meet you.” “Oh my god, are you okay? Should I call an ambulance?” “I wondered when you were going to wake up. You almost didn’t survive.” “Get out of my way before I move you myself.” “Please, let me out of here!” “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a [monster/vampire/demon/etc] before.” “Hey. Pretend you were waiting for me. You’re being followed.” “You don’t know me, but something terrible is going to happen.” “You’re in the wrong place at the wrong time.” “Please, someone help!” “You shouldn’t be out here all by yourself this late at night.” “Stop shining that flashlight on me! I’m not a damn ghost!” “I’m sorry if I hurt you.” “Shh, don’t scream! I’m not trying to attack you!” “I’ve never seen anything like you before.” “Stand right there and don’t get any closer!” “Now that you’ve seen this, I can’t let you leave and just tell anyone.” “Ugh, my head. What happened to us?” “Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?” “If you come near me, I will scream at the top of my lungs.” “Holy shit. What have you done?!” “Is that blood? Is that YOUR blood?” “Don’t panic, I can explain!” “I promise you, this isn’t what it looks like.” “I won’t hurt you if you just keep your mouth shut.” “Who are you? Where are you taking me?!” “This is for your own safety. I’ll explain later.” “What the hell was that thing back there?!” “There’s something wrong with me. I need your help!” “Please, someone, there’s been an emergency!” “You can’t leave. You’re a witness and now you’ve involved.” “I’m being hunted, and now they’ve seen you too.” “If you believe in any god, I suggest praying to them now.” “Shh! Hide here, and don’t move a muscle.” “Can I walk with you? I think I’m being followed.” “I’m so sorry. I don’t like tricking people, but I had to lure you here.” “Fuck off, this is private property!” “I’ve seen some weird shit, but you’re something else.” “Oh my god. Are you a [monster/demon/angel/etc]?” “Don’t look at me like that, with those eyes.” “That isn’t your blood. What did you do?” “I promise not to tell anyone, just let me go!” “Come with me. I want to show you something.” “You’re not going to eat me, are you?” “You should never have approached me. You don’t know who you’re dealing with.” “Go away, I’m not looking for a conversation.” “You don’t just follow people to their homes! I’m calling the police.” “Please, I’ll do anything, just untie me!” “I’m sorry if I scared you.” “I had to tie you up. You didn’t leave me any other choice.” “I don’t even know you. What do you mean, I ‘have’ to go with you?” “We almost died back there. Maybe we should introduce ourselves.” “Let go of me!” “I’m hurt. Please, I need you to call an ambulance for me.” “You have to come with me, something bad is about to happen!” “I’m not leaving until you tell me why you’ve been following me!” “Seeing as we may not survive, I should tell you my name. It’s [name].”
Please like/reblog this if you're willing to roleplay with villain characters without acting like the mun is a terrible person.
I writing evil or nearly evil characters more fun than writing good guys. I’m sick of feeling like people are going to judge me for my characters. I have a right to rp what I want and explain my characters actions, but not try to justify them. Because I know why a character acts a certain way doesn’t mean I think they are excused. The world isn’t black and white.
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Marnie watched Lilli closely as she responded to each aspect of taking the job, taking note of any possible sign of untrustworthiness. To her frustration, it seemed that the thief had one hell of a poker face; Marnie couldn’t tell shit. She would just have to hope that Lilli was true to her word.
Names. Marnie would just stick with her usual instinct; don’t give strangers your name. It held too much power, and she would be dead before giving anyone power over her.
“Call me Daniels. Pleasure doin’ business with ya.” She put out her hand to shake, before heading towards the door. No use in wasting time, she thought, better to get going as soon as possible to finish as soon as possible.
“So, how long you been in the business?”
Daniels. The thief wasn’t so sure if it was her actual name or not. Didn’t sounded like it. But hey, it’s not like as if it’s important in the end. Didn’t really matter what Lilli is going to call her. She used to not tell her actual name to strangers either… and still does that occasionally. Though Lilli does take her hand to shake it for a second, before following the other.
“ Pleasure is all mine I guess. “
Daniels seemed like a rather straight foward person to her. And Lilli had to admit that she liked that. And she was happy to quickly leave that shady inn.
“ My whole life… Even though I haven’t always worked as a bodyguard. It isn’t exactly my main occupation. “
She knows what she was doing though. After they had left the building, Lilli quickly pulled the hood over her head, and pocketed away the bag with her prepayment, before her eyes fall on Marnie again.
“ So… Care to spill any details about this job? I would like to know what I should expect. “
Her whole life? That was... kind of sad, honestly, but good for Marnie she supposed. A life’s worth of experience meant (hopefully) that she would do a quality job. She would just ignore the terribly sad implications for now.
Marnie chewed on the inside of her cheek, trying to think of a way to explain the job simply. “Well, it’s... what’s the word..? This is kind of a hit. Gotta kill a guy for some fucked up shit he did a few years back. He lives in a cabin in the woods with some buddies a few days walk from here. Plan is to sneak in, kill him all quiet-like, and sneak out without any of his buddies knowing.”
“Your job is to help me get there, get in, and get out. No blood on your hands or nothin’. Think ya can handle that, Red?” She smirked and side-eyed Lilli, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Not too late to run scared if it’s too much for ya.”
[ TRAPPED ] : for our muses to be trapped somewhere together ( stuck in a storm ? kidnapped together ? dodgy lock on a door ? )
Or
[ RESTRAINED ] : for our muses to be tied up together
Now, it would be a lie to say this was something Marnie hadn’t experienced before. Honestly, she had woken up to realize she been tied up quite a few times. What was different, however, was being tied to a stranger.
She gathered her thoughts quickly. She wasn’t the type to trust random people she hadn’t met, but right now they were in the same position and had to get out. She nudged at the other with her shoulder. “Psst, hey,” she whispered, in case anyone else was nearby, “you awake? If not, rise ‘n’ shine, bud, we got a problem.”
Marnie’s expression turned curious as she took the book from Kenzie and flipped through the pages, skimming the words. “Well if there’s anything I know, it’s rituals. Corpses probably means some sorta sacrificial shit, if it is that’ll be... annoying.” She had done plenty of sacrifices, but she was used to animal sacrifices typically. A few dead seagulls didn’t weigh too heavily on the conscience, but people? That would be a little bit tougher.
“You remember anything else about the ritual? Any drawings, chanting, candles? Special knives for the sacrifices, maybe?”
Marnie began walking out of the room, still reading. It would probably be in their best interest to do this away from this place; She doubted that one guy kidnapped them, and she didn’t want to stick around and wait for more people to show up. “You know, if you’re not into sacrificial murder, I might have another option for ya. It would take a while, though. Like, a couple days.”
Wanted to draw some more stuff of The Depths to kinda get a better feel, have lots of thoughts about how it interacts with people (specifically Marnie) and the world around it.
(( Gregor and The Depths have been added!! Made a page for the secondary muses, feel free to send stuff for them ))