Philanthropy

Steal from the rich, & give to the poor.

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☯ : Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why?

Absolutely not, but he does believe that there is more light than dark in the world if everyone plays their part. Growing up poor Robin encountered a great deal of unfairness and injustice—both to himself and to those he loved—but at the same time he’s seen his community come together to help those in need, or even people they’ve never met before, but who they could sympathize with after being in a similar situation.

He’s seen businessmen berate waitresses and leave a penny for her trouble, and he’s seen a poor family notice that she was having a tough time and give her an extra big tip, even if it was proportionally more important to them. He’s seen police officers on the news killing innocent civilians, and he’s seen communities coming together to support the financial hardships of the victims’ families in their time of need. He’s seen a banker walk by hungry homeless without a second glance, and he’s seen the homeless person give all of his money for that day to someone else who seemed like they needed help too.

So, while he believes that there are truly dark people out there, he believes in an all-encompassing lightness of humanity, and he strives to work towards it. And if it means shrouding some lightness with dark crimes, so be it.

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headcanon prompts (in depth?!)

☠ : Are there any recent/daily thoughts they have about death or dying? ☯ : Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why? ♥ : Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise. ☆ : Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish? ☁ : Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day. ☂ : Storms or clear skies? εжз : What about nature do they find calming? What about nature do they find disagreeable? ☎ : List three or more people they would call out for during an emergency. ☛ : What is their typical response to being given orders? ☢ : Describe a thought or dream that would cause them to have a mental meltdown. ✄ : Are there any reasons why they would ever think of self-harm? If so, what are they? ❤ : Describe a physical action that shows complete trust. ❥ : Describe a verbal way they would express complete trust. ✗ : Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike. ⊗ : What is something that causes them to question themself? ☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing? ☤ : Is there anything about their health they are continuously on edge about? Something they disregard? ✓ : Name at least two people who can trust them with their life. ❣: Describe a way that will earn affection (whether platonic or romantic) from them. ✖ : Describe a way to make them uneasy or apprehensive. ♆ : Are they prone to violent outbursts or thoughts? ✏ : What are their creative outlets? ✉ : Do they tend to rely on words or actions more? ♡ : Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back. ۞: Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?

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Sleep Starters

“How late were you up last night?”

“You’re not pulling another all-nighter, not if I can do anything about it.”

“Aren’t you cold? I can go get you some blankets!”

“Are you alright? I thought I heard you talking in your sleep.”

“Don’t worry, you’re alright. It was just another nightmare.”

“I don’t want to get up!”-“You can’t make me go to bed!”

“Can you turn your music down? Some of us are trying to sleep!”

“That looks highly uncomfortable. How do you even sleep like that?!”

“I didn’t mean to wake you up…”

“Don’t you think it’s getting awful late?”

“Sweet dreams!”

“I didn’t get a wink of sleep last night.”

“You said some interesting things in your sleep last night.”

“Did you have another bad dream?”

“Come on, let’s just go to sleep.”

“You look exhausted. Did you get any sleep last night?”

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steelthorn:

        Her look of wonder would turn to a grin of gratitude as she tears her gaze away from the stunningly elegant building to offer her attention to the man who spoke. It isn’t easy, finding herself in a new place with none to call her ally, and though she knew herself to be plenty capable of amassing a following of sorts, it seemed less daunting a task with one offering her a kindness.          “I would be deeply indebted to you, though I would not wish to make you go out of your way if it is not necessary, ser.”

Having been a new arrival recently, Robin knows what it feels like to be lost. Of course, even then he was busy, what with setting up the newest branch of Sherwood and making sure everything was up and running. Not to mention the task of acquiring funds for his philanthropy—which, of course, required a bit of creative work on his end.

“It’s no burden. None at all, my dear.” He turns towards the stranger, then offers his hand. “Robin Hood. It’s a pleasure.”

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steelthorn:

@larsenier

       Margaery looked at the building in front of her, skirts gripped loosely between her hands as brown eyes flitted across the immaculate brick of the building. 

        “…I must say, this is a far cry from the lodgings I have taken up.”

Robin’s feet have a slight bounce to them as he steps onto the curb from a nearby crosswalk. He was on his way home after a successful day at work when he spotted a new face, looking nervously at the Chateau.

“New around here? I have time if you want a tour?”

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“soup 

noun | \ˈsüp\

1 : a liquid food especially with a meat, fish, or vegetable stock as a base and often containing pieces of solid food 2 : something (as a heavy fog or nitroglycerine) having or suggesting the consistency or nutrient qualities of soup 3 : an unfortunate predicament • that stunt landed her in the soup.”

“It seems this debate has landed us in the soup.”

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aurealheart:

@larsenier liked for a starter!

   There wasn’t a greater invention than that of paper and a pen. (Yes, okay, alchemy was pretty incredible too but that didn’t count in a world where alchemy didn’t exist and the steam engine propelled humanity towards its future.)

Al knew he had a tendency to get tunnel vision when it came to being focused. There were too many times he could recall that he would fall asleep over novels and textbooks and wake up drooling on the pages in his childhood.

Hence why he was so upset when the pen flew out of his hand and rolled down the sidewalk - it ruined the concentration he had built up. He let out a little huff as he chased it down, clipping shoulders with another person. “Oops, sorry!”

Leather loafers gently echo down the street as Robin takes quiet steps down the sidewalk, his nose buried deep in his umpteenth reading of The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood. He knows it’s not good to walk distracted, but he’s done it so many times it’s essentially second nature at this point—and when he has a chance to read his favorite book, he absolutely must take it.

That’s why his eyes were cast downward just in time to spot a pen rolling swiftly down the hill, and also why they were still distracted when a stranger bumped into his shoulder and nearly knocked the book from his hand.

“No worries.” Robin turns towards the utensil, and begins to walk alongside the other. “I assume that’s your errant pen? I’ll help.”

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Robin’s eyes trail slowly over the displayed canvas, taking in every detail of the painting before him. There is something surreal about the whole thing; the bare desertscape framed by mirages and capped by a mountain in the distance, the lone sheep laying on the group, upon which a lone clock melts drably into the wool. Nearby, a rectangular table holds a miniature tree, clocks hang precariously and liquefy. He manages to remove his gaze from the art and turn them to his neighbor. “Absolutely stunning, don’t you agree?” 

“Salvador Baalí has surely outdone himself with the Persistence of Time.”

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Taking a stroll through Sherwood Forest 🍁

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Love this bow and arrow.

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Application

OOC contact: 

semelele on twitter || mouthermouthin for steci twitter

Other characters you currently own in Stella City: 

Prompto Argentum - FFXV

Graham Specter - Baccano!

- - - Character name: 

Robin Hood (alias, real name unknown)

Appearance: 

3D FC: Ben Whishaw (primarily as Q from the new Bond movies)

2D FC: Satsuki Shishio from Hirunaka no Ryuusei

Personality: Robin is a man with a strong sense of right and wrong, and the willingness to disregard the law to make things right. Through hard work and determination (and inspired by The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood), he was able to acquire a set of skills allowing him to administer his sense of right to his community. He is a skilled, polite young man with a heart of gold that he would happily donate if it could make someone’s life better. Growing up he gained a strong distrust for those in power, leaving him with a hatred for authority figures and a rebellious nature. Because of this, he has no problem following his hero’s lead, stealing from the poor and giving it to the rich.

Despite this distrust of authority and the rich, he isn’t without a sense of honor. He doesn’t steal wantonly, and he only steals from the extravagant and never from what one might need to live comfortably. For example, he might pilfer a golden watch, but he wouldn’t steal the $20 from your pocket you were gonna use to buy lunch. He also won’t steal repeatedly without provocation, because once he gets someone back that’s that.

He is also relatively trusting despite his criminal background. He is always willing to help someone out, and often offers people job opportunities at his non-profit if they need help, especially if they have a particular skill he could use. This is partially out of trust and partially out of outright cockiness that he’s covered his bases enough not to get caught.

Job: Philanthropist, head of the non-profit charitable Sherwood Foundation

Housing: Gâteau Château

Extra: Hide your paintings, Richie Rich.

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