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βΈ» Today. I am Hawkeye.
MASTCRMARKSMAN βΈ» headcanon and 616 based Clinton Francis Barton aka the Amazing Hawkeye, canon divergent, set in the comics. crossover, mcu, multiverse, and oc friendly. started developing clint back in 2014 on a multimuse, re-established 2023 after a three year hiatus. 21+ and semi-selective. written by izzy.
βΈ» Today. I am Hawkeye.
MASTCRMARKSMAN βΈ» headcanon and 616 based Clinton Francis Barton aka the Amazing Hawkeye, canon divergent, set in the comics. crossover, mcu, multiverse, and oc friendly. started developing clint back in 2014 on a multimuse, re-established 2023 after a three year hiatus. 21+ and semi-selective. written by izzy.
I'd rather stay in character. Like Daniel Day Lewis. Like Stanislavsky. I like playing dumb. It makes me feel smart. Sometimes.
@mastcrmarksman -> a roleplay blog for Clinton Francis Barton aka the Amazing Hawkeye of Marvel Comics Earth 616 and various alternate comic earths. Canon divergent and headcanon based. written lovingly by Izzy
Legit wanna do a write up and write some things (I still haven't finished bg3 / I am in act 3 and surprisingly haven't been spoiled by any ending )
But I wanna do stuff with Yassarra
Who is my actual PC from Rime of the Frostmaiden campaign that we finished in 2022, and did a few post campaign epilogue one shots at different post campaign levels (level 20 one shots are fucking wild idk if I'll count that one as canon, but it was feywild and astral plane fuckery for our fairy pc)
She's warlock of a great old one, Dendar the Night Serpent; who in Yassarra's canon was mostly slumbering, but she did visit and give our party nightmares :) yassarra knew about it, she got some extra juice cause she left her goddess feed on our party's sleep :) we needed that extra juice cause goddamn the fight we got into we were slammed hard in; but otherwise while her goddess may be deemed evil, yassarra was not, and she always just saw "she's the comfort of certain death, of oblivion and nothing afterness, but I was not one to usher her closer to devouring the world nor wake her"
Anyways fitting Yassarra into BG3, would most likely be her appearing in Act 3, in the city, and can be powerful ally (like the quest says to gather allies), because first of all she's an extremely powerful warlock; who has familiarity with warlock pacts, the weave, passengers in the brain, angry goddesses, and cults.
As her epilogue one shot and thus canon go, she becomes one of the seven merchant princes in Port Nyanzaru, Chult from Tomb of Annihilation; she becomes the prince of magic and magic trade, and just could have been in BG for business, and then this absolute cult got in the way and because everything that happens in the ten towns leads her to being more inclined to fight for freedom and the good
Anyways. Thoughts. If anyone wants to write d&d / bg3 things let me know
I may make some bg3 ocs, and if anyone would like to be influence which canons from bg3 or who'd you would like to see around
RP MUSE VALENTINEβS APPLICATION.
your name:
Romantic or platonic?:
A night in or dinner out or an activity?:
Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?:
What's your perfect date?:
Would you cook for me?:
Would you let me cook for you?:
Can we make-out?:
Make out in private or in public?:
Do you like to cuddle?:
Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?:
Couch or bed?:
What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?:
Tell me something about you no else knows:
Why do you want to be my valentine?:
What makes you a good Valentine?:
Star Trek: Voyager // S01E04: Time and Again
βͺ πΉπΌπΏπΏππ π β π ππππππ . ( a collection of sentence starters from season one of syfy's the magicians . adjust phrasing as necessary . this prompt will be updated as time goes on . )
it's always something with you , isn't it ? it's always an emergency .
look , this is your responsibility .
wow , nice trick . i'm sure you're a hit at parties .
so ... you think you're ready .
i called you . all weekend . where were you ?
okay , we have got to pull you together .
you can't run away hard enough , can you ?
i know where you were all weekend .
life is raw , everybody medicates .
i love you . call me , okay ?
am i hallucinating ?
come on , or you'll miss it .
can i start over ? please .
i'm going to make sure you don't remember a thing .
playing with time is such difficult magic .
don't bother trying to compare yourself .
it's good to be aware the world is blatantly unfair .
it's my fault that they said that .
if you think my family is some sort of advantage , you've been misinformed .
maybe i wouldn't let myself forget .
that was before i knew there was something else .
it's really okay if this is not your thing .
you're hurting yourself , & you're not okay .
i just needed to see if i was right .
we've been watching you for quite a while now .
hello ? do you need help ?
you feel right because you're starting towards your destiny .
for some reason , you're involved . so be involved .
look , hold that thought , okay ?
i'm obviously coming with you .
there's no such thing as safe magic .
what is this place exactly , besides a health hazard ?
you ask a lot of questions .
jesus , you didn't tell me you were dangerous .
it's a little bit bigger than messing up .
there's a bad story every few years around here .
can you just help me live with myself ?
i'm gonna tell you something deep & dark & personal now .
i'm trying to tell you , you are not alone here .
i don't know . i wanna be your friend , i guess .
you should hate me right now .
the last thing i wanted to do growing up was read fantasy .
let's just say life wasn't exactly non-stop fun growing up .
if you're guilty , i'm guilty .
come do something stupid with me before you go .
okay , you know what ? i'm not interested in your personal issues .
this isn't just some lark to me , just so you know .
i mean seriously , what do they expect , you know ?
look , you can't run away from you .
there's nothing i can do in this moment to stop the comet from crashing into the earth , is there ?
i keep trying to tell myself that this is somehow better .
you don't see color & want to go back to black & white .
you can't help , & i can't help you .
what the hell was that , you maniac ?
why would you ever trust anyone ?
i'm willing to teach the right people what i know . & i know a lot .
you're lucky i can fix this .
hey , have you heard of karma ? sometimes it's instant .
i'm generous with you , considering .
get me everything on this list . this week .
why even ask , if you'll just forget it again ?
that's not a real answer .
you're a much better liar than i expected you to be .
do you think you have a destiny ?
there is no destiny . no born heroes .
you can either step up to it or not , that's up to you .
this is your problem , that you should solve !
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i gotta post abouts for Cassius Hawke, Edith Cousland, Nikolas Pentaghast, and Yassara... for real.... but im so /lazy with writing bios.
Cassius Hawke -> a blue hawke ; two handed sword warrior ; medic for the ferelden army -> kind , noble , tired -> he likes plants and botany -> very pro-mages -> champion of kirkwall -> bisexual
Edith Cousland -> apostate mage -> atrophy magic specialty -> grey warden -> what if the couslands used their wealth and power to hide their mage daughter and she's self-taught with a few secret apostate teachers -> the hero of ferelden -> bisexual
Nikolas Pentaghast -> son of prelate vestalus pentaghast, cousin of cassandra pentaghast -> a mortalitasi mage with considerable power -> has a unique ideas about mages against the chantry -> loves magic, has a passion and respect for the dead and spirits -> bisexual
Yassara -> yuan ti -> older woman -> warlock of a great old one ( dendar; the night serpent ) -> she ends up in the ten towns seeking out a necromancer to find and contact her dead wife and son -> after the Rime of Frostmaiden campaign and with the help of her party, her wife and son are resurrected -> With her wife and son returned to her, they return to Chult, to their home in Port Nyanzaru, and becomes the Merchant Prince in control of magic items (potions, spells, magic weapons) and enchantment -> lesbian
here's the general about for the ocs here
Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides β¦ sentence starters
βOh! A knife?β
βWalk or die.β
βYouβre killing her!β
βAll part of the plan, yes?β
βSuch beauty. Yet deadly.β
βAdmit it. You still love me.β
βYou are aware of the ritual?β
βYou bastard, how could you?β
βWait! I am with childβ¦ yours.β
βI heard where youβre headed.β
βHow can you say I used you?β
βAll die. Even you. Soon, I hear.β
βThe lies I told you were not lies.β
βThatβs very good, may I use that?β
βAs do I. Always have, always will.β
Oh no, no, Iβve seen a thing or two.β
βYouβre either with us or against us!β
βI can save you. You need only ask.β
βIβve actually never been that drunk.β
βHeβs religious, I believe itβs required.β
βWhoβs to say I wonβt live forever, eh?β
And how will I get free of these bonds?β
βYou lied to me by telling me the truth?β
βMistook it for a brothel. Honest mistake.β
βIβm not with you, neither am I against you!β
βYou will go. You will return. Or I will kill her.β
βI was wrong. Not every soul can be saved.β
βMaybe you donβt believe in the supernatural?β
βI may have hadβ¦ briefly, mind youβ¦ stirrings.β
βFace is familiar. Have Iβ¦ threatened you before?β
βI cannot save you both. One of you must sacrifice.β
βYouβve stolen me. And Iβm here to take meself back.β
βIf not for me, you would never have been capturedβ¦β
βI think you might be better off if you justβ¦ stay out of it.β
βIβm starting to think you donβt know where youβre going.β
βItβs not the destination so much as the journey, they say.β
βHave I mentioned, sir, what a lovely daughter you have?β
βMutiny served me well. It gained me an audience with you.β
βYour father saved you. Perhaps his soul is now redeemed.β
βDoes this face looks like itβs been to the Fountain of Youth?β
βDid everyone see that? Because I will not be doing it, again.β
βYouβre the one who insisted on bringing the bloody mermaid!β
βIf I donβt kill a man every now and then, they forget who I am.β
βHow is it we can never meet without you pointing something at me?β
βCaptain, I wish to report a mutiny. I can name fingers and point names.β
βSeeing as how youβre still alive, I say itβs all been very successful thus far.β
βYou demonstrated a lot of technique for someone I supposedly corrupted.β
βI thought I should give you fair warning, weβre taking the ship. Nothing personal.β
βNo, no, no, no, not quite all the way to feelings. More likeβ¦ All right feelings, damn you.β
βYou broke free of your bonds thirty minutes ago, waiting for the precise moment to pounce.β
βYou know the feeling you get when standing in a high place, the sudden urge to jumpβ¦ I donβt have it.β
βMy God, you will not take her. If you have taken her, give her back. Give her backβ¦pleaseβ¦β
βI be placed in a bewilderment. There I were, resting. And upon a sudden, I hear an ungodly row on deck.β
βSailors abandoning their posts, without orders, without leave. Men before the mast, taking the ship for themselves.β
βBetter to not know which moment may be your last. Every morsel of your entire being alive to the infinite mystery of it all.β
We shall need a crossbow, an hourglass, three goats, one of us must learn to play the trumpet, whilst the other one goes like this.β
Such beauty. Surely you are one of Godβs own creations and not a descendant of those dark creatures who found no refuge on the Ark.β
ππ₯π£ππͺ πΎπ ππ€: βπ πππ‘πππͺπππ ππ¦π€ππππ πΈππ₯ π
Quotes taken from Summerfall Studios' Stray Gods: The Roleplaying Musical, from Act 1's first two opening scenes. . . change pronouns and text as needed. . . I tried to keep this lore-specific spoiler free, but spoiler warning.
β Four hours in a rented gym that still smells like socks and childhood trauma, and where did it get us other than -- bored? β
β You know, I had a dream where this exact thing happened. Except we were on stage. And naked. β
β We could be the Naked Band, coming soon to a really private auditorium near you! β
β I know you've kind of been at loose ends since you left. I was just hoping tonight would cheer you up. β
β It's... it's just a sobering dose of reality, you know? What if it never get easier? What if I never figure this out? β
β You will... You're too hard on yourself. β
β I think you fit. You know that, right? β
β Is the world too much, or is it just me? β
β Everything I set upon, unravels at my feet. β
β Everything I've learnt, wasted on a girl, who doesn't know how to be free.β
β Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, I just... I heard you from outside. β
β I'd give anything to join you. β
β All the steps I didn't take, and paths proved untrue. Is there any path through? β
β Though I'm about to wreck, you still have your life ahead of you. β
β All things that lose their way can find it again. β
β I also know what it feels like to be lost, to feel as if you have no place to turn. That's why I had to come inside. β
β I just... I didn't want you to think I was deranged or something. β
β Weirder things have happened, I guess? β
β May I ask you why you feel so... adrift? You're so young. Surely your life is just beginning. β
β Well, you know the story: nothing ever work out like you think it should. Times ten. β
β I hope to see you again. Perhaps soon. β
β I didn't know where else... I'm so sorry! β
β Wh -- what happened? Who did this? β
β I didn't want to do this to you. I... not like this. I'm so, so sorry. β
β Oh, um... I can wait. Take your time. β
[ sighs ] β She really is dead, huh? Maaaan. β
β Look, I can see you know squat about this. So I'm gonna explain quick, but then you gotta come with me, okay? β
β No no no, wait! Where did you bring me? How did we get here! β
β I'll just wait here, and, uh, not touch anything. β
β Ha. My, my, you have had quite the day, haven't you? β
β Someone died in my arms. Where is this? How did I get here? Who are you people? β
β If you were real, you'd be all-powerful. You wouldn't be hiding, or... β
β Mm. Don't pay much attention to those old tales about us. They weren't very true to begin with, and... well, truth be told, we've diminished since those days. β
β That doesn't mean we're helpless, of course! Far from it. Yet, at the end of the day, we too are just people. Trying to get by. β
β Oh, I know, I know. Once we roamed marble halls, and now? Fashionably appointed apartments. We have wi-fi! β [ chuckles ]
β We move with the times. We have to, if we're going to remain hidden and survive. β
β Oh, no. No, I'm not trying to make you believe anything. Not at all. β
β The only thing I do need you to grasp is that you are here. This is real and, like it or not, it is happening. β
β I know this will all come as a shock, and I'm so, so sorry to say it, but... I'm afraid you have to die. β
[ laughs ] β What do you mean? What do you mean "you have to die"? β
β You can't do that. What about a trial? You aren't the police. Wh-why hasn't someone called the police? β
β You can't hide from this reality. β
β I'm not hiding! Though, a little lost here... β
β If you are lost, little girl, this bears explanation. β
β You must know I didn't do it! β
β Is this weird this is in song? β
β Did I... hear that correctly? β
β You've been quiet this entire time. Why speak up now? β
β Then we need to find out. Don't you want justice? β
β Oh, I thought we'd agreed this was justice. What would you have us do? β
β Wait, wait. I'm going to get some help with this, right? Some direction? β
β What do you want me to say? I can't possibly do this? This is unfair? You know all that already, right? β
β So I'll do my best. That's all I've got. β
β Otherwise, do whatever you must to find the true killer... if they exist. β
β And do help yourself to a cookie. β
@boldlyleading -> blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver. - To Niko from Hawke
The morning had been met with silence, a peace that lulled over day as most days were in life, within the Grand Necropolis. A city within a city, with open-air gardens for the public of which he had taken a long, slow stroll though before delve deep toward the dark centers of the necropolis.
It was there that he had spent most of his day, keeping the order in cold crypts. Lowest levels were the skeletal lot awoke, unruly and mindless. He attends families today, to the mummies of a family of half-tevene blood and two more families that kept their ancestors.
As was most days without the sunlight, he was dressed in gray and it's not until a wandering spirit; a young woman who could not have been older than seventeen comes to find him. Another spirit kept around by another of the Mourn Watch to keep alert; there's been an issue and the center of the issue was a name whom had coming up several times in the last week.
A problem that had presented itself when today he knew would be graced with a particular living presence; a woman whom he had been getting to know and meeting causally. A name he does not utter for he knows what a tool and weapons name means. Nikolas knew how, an when he would have to use weighty things like names.
The problem was his apprentice, a young magi whose control over their magic took them from the circles and colleges across the country and put them in the courts and necropolis. A young boy whose attitude needed to be curved, and today wasting is time when he's carefully been carving out the hours to take Lady Celeste through some of the crypts, show her further what he does here.
Mortalitasi were the most disciplined mages in all of Thedas, educated and in control. A thing to be proud of, and he wanted to show her the magic that seeped in his bones, that made him weep for it was his air and that there was nothing fear despite what outsiders thought.
Now he has to deal with his apprentice, and it sours his mood. Eats up a whole additional hour, and he plucks a wisp from the fade to seek out Celeste Hawke, to spy upon her in the open gardens while she waits and keep her company.
When he finally can pull away to go greet her, with an apologetic almost smile to his lips as he greets her. Dante, the apprentice, was not through with him for being scold for his troubles today or as of late; he comes and interrupts their meeting, throwing his fist toward Nikolas face. A ring on the noble mage boy's fingers grazes against his face and causes a small nick made to bleed.
There's a few alarmed individuals, to which he raises his hand making a smooth motion with it to signal he was fine. After the punch is thrown, Dante runs off and Nikolas grabs onto the upper arm of Celeste, staying her from reaction and pulling her attention. β Leave him, he is young and Dante has always been prone to fits. β
Nikolas hadn't even recognized he was bleeding until Celeste's fingers are touching his face, light fingers trace along his cheek than brow to wipe away. His eyes were downcast as she done so, than he's looking up with blue piercing gaze to hers. β Thank you. β There he holds still for her, until the blood is wiped away with a cloth kept in his pocket, offered to her for the task. He can't pull his eyes off of her until she's completely down. β My apologies for being late, but you stuck around. β He notes, and there's a rare smile that starts to crack his features.
β Would you still be on for walking into the tombs? β
actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)
back, sender gives receiver a back hug.
beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.
blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.
book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.
care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.
catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.
choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.
cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.
cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.
dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.
dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.
dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.
drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.
drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.
draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.
face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.
flower, sender gives receiver a flower.
footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.
forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.
grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.
jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.
kiss, sender kisses receiver.
link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.
massage, sender offers receiver a massage.
patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.
piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.
pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.
pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.
press, sender presses receiver against a wall.
propose, sender proposes to receiver.
quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.
rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.
serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.
sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.
size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.
shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.
sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.
tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.
tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.
tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.
umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.
warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.
zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.
Where the Water Tastes Like Wine is a Narrative-Adventure game about traveling, sharing stories, and surviving manifest destiny. Some quotes have been edited or paraphrased for RP purposes. Feel free to change it up to fit your muse.
β didnβt wanna be out in this rain, did you? come in. β
β it must be lonely up here. β
β you must have some good stories from the road. β
β youβve met them. youβve seen them, too. you carry them with you. β
β you came far to get away from me. β
β you got a light, friend? β
β do you think that really happened? β
β please - i have to reach the sanctuary before they find me. β
β i am not a ghost. β
β iβm not charging. folks around here need what they can get. β
β where iβm going, you canβt come. β
β maybe youβre standing on the wrong side. β
β you want to see something interesting? β
β just be gone by morning, okay?
β can you imagine? naming a thing that every generation will remember you for? β
β iβve been cursed two times; once to live forever, but the second time to die. iβm dead for sure, and certainly alive. β
β well, take a hint from me, which is donβt fuck with a witch or any kind of anybody who does witch stuff. β
β good things sometimes wear foul guises. β
β thatβs close enough. β
β how long have you been stepping on dead folks, fully unaware? β
β what are you, stranger? β
β itβs very special. a good luck charm. donβt be disturbed by how it looks. itβll bring you luck. β
β consider your debt to me repaid. β
β i wonβt bite. trust me. β
β itβs never going to get better, is it? β
β i know the look of you. know what youβre here for. β
β you see, this land is built on stories. itβs one big story, this country, woven of many small ones. few of the small ones are strictly true, and the big story is mostly a lie. β
β if you like, iβll let you wager your word. i know youβll be good for it. β
β just promise youβll pay the debt, however i ask. βΒ
β isnβt even a dingy and battered truth better than a shining lie? βΒ
β stories are heavy. β
β it might be true, but it will grow wild and unbelievable with the telling. β
β your deepest desires? your greatest wish? is it heaven? β
β iβm afraid you owe me. your life, sure - but more than that. β
β hearing stories is important work. β
β well, your luck wasnβt so good, was it? β
β all the stories and songs and myths and legends start somewhereβ¦β
β that was quite the hand, but not for the game weβre playing. βΒ
β funny how bad luck seems to follow the folks who already have problems aplenty.β
β maybe weβll meet againβ¦or maybe not. β
β the most important stories are the true ones. the ones people will tell you about their own lives. those often get lost in the weaves of the big story. β
β try your luck out there. see how the dice treat you. β
β i hope, in the end, you at least found it fulfilling. β
β ask the people you meet. theyβre all searching for the same thing. β
β everyone wants to be heard and so few are listening.β
β youβll be free of all my traps, soon. β
β maybe now you see some of the benefits of living with an oath to keep. β
β you were part of our strange little family for a little while. weβll miss you. β
β everyone does, eventually, need to die. probably even me. and certainly even you. β
β here you go, off into a new adventure. β
β i hope the journey was valuable. and maybe the destination, as well. β
β youβll have to work hard, but itβs not all bad. β
β hunger, weariness, and despair. theyβre all part of stories - the part not often told. β
β as long as your task remains, youβll come back. β
β everyoneβs the captain of their destiny. β
β ainβt any bootstraps in the world that can save you now. β
β the choices you make, they change the kind of story you can tell. β
β well, youβve got a long, long road ahead, donβt you? β
β dance around, get to know them. β
β the boss likes his tarot cards. β
β i got some experience when it comes to chasing folks. β
β you could find another friend like that if you went looking around. thereβs more than one interesting person in this land, for sure. β
β thatβs what humans say, anyway. β
@boldlyleading nikolas pentaghast for you kiss kiss