OfWitchesandWolves

Semi selective multimuse roleplay blog. 18+ Minors DNI. Mun is 22+ Let’s create a story together~

[ofwitchesxwolves]

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[ofwitchesxwolves]

Blog Update

Hello friends! I am so so sorry for the lack of responses. Life has been kinda hectic trying to transition from college to working a job. I am doing the best I can to get back into the groove of things and get back to all of you. First things first though- I am moving blogs. I am going to move to a new blog so that it will be my main rp blog. I will let you know when that will be up and when everything is moved. Stay tuned and thanks for hanging in there with me!

[justanotherrpmeme]

We Need a Distraction starters

"Quick, we need a distraction to get past those guards!" "Anyone got a plan? We can't just walk in there unnoticed." "I'll create a diversion while you slip through." "I can set off the fire alarm to cause chaos." "Let's stage a fake fight to draw their attention away." "Throw something noisy to get their attention over there." "We could pretend to faint and hope they come to investigate." "I'll flirt with the guards to keep them occupied." "Distract them with a false alarm about an intruder." "I'll provoke them into chasing me, giving you a chance to escape." "How about a distraction involving some fireworks?" "I'll make a scene and get thrown out while you slip past." "Let's pull the old 'look behind you' trick." "Maybe a sudden loud noise will draw them away." "I'll pretend to be lost and lead them on a wild goose chase." "I'll spill something on them to create a distraction." "We could release some animals to cause chaos." "I'll set off some smoke bombs to confuse them." "We need to keep them busy while we make our move." "A well-timed insult might just do the trick."

[ALARM]: The sender discreetly triggers the fire alarm to create chaos and distraction. [FAKE]: The sender and another person stage a fake fight to draw attention away from their objective. [THROWING]: The sender throws a small object in a different direction to divert attention. [FAINTING]: The sender pretends to faint, causing others to rush over and investigate. [FLIRTING]: The sender engages in flirtatious behavior with guards to keep them occupied. [CHASE]: The sender taunts the guards, encouraging them to chase after them while others slip away. [SMOKE]: The sender ignites smoke bombs to create confusion and disorient the someone. [SPILLING]: The sender accidentally spills something on someone to cause a distraction. [PYROTECHNICS]: The sender sets off fireworks or explosives to create a diversion. [LOUD]: The sender engages in a loud argument to attract attention away from others.

[rpmemes-galore]

random misc dialogue … sentence starters

“No, you’re hurt.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“You stole my heart.”

“Oh, yeah? Make me.”

“Don’t talk back to me.”

“Oh, sure, you bet’cha.”

“You’re so broken inside.”

“You can’t go in there alone.”

“Stop looking at me like that.”

“You can’t tell me what to do.”

“Don’t you have things to do?”

“If you fall, I’m going to laugh.”

“You’re such a dork. I love you.”

“Have you ever gone stargazing?”

“Like you would ever understand…”

“I just want to know what happened.”

“No, there’s nothing wrong with you.”

“You have the worst sense of humor.”

“Do you want to go on an adventure?”

“Did you ever find out why they did it?”

“I don’t need a hug. I need vengeance.”

“You have the best smile I’ve ever seen.”

“How long are you going to stand there?”

“You’re so painfully oblivious some days.”

“Do you need me to back you up on this?”

“You’re not royalty, stop acting like you are.”

“Did you lose your glasses/cane/mobility aid?”

“I just need to rant for a second, is that okay?”

“If you’re gonna be such a chicken, just leave.”

“You’re the most beautiful soul I’ve ever seen.”

“Yup, I heard it as soon as I said it, just let it go.”

“I don’t have proof, but I need you to believe me.”

“When was the last time you actually felt happy?”

“Yeah, I’m weak. What’s wrong with being weak?”

“How have you survived on your own for so long?”

“I really think you’re blowing this out of proportion.”

“I just want you to know I’m here… if you need me.”

“Look me in the eyes and say that again, I dare you.”

“I feel like I’d find more lively company in a cemetery.”

“Are you really sorry? Or just sorry you were caught?”

“You’re really not worth all this of this. You’re just not.”

“I know its dangerous… that’s why I brought you along.”

“How have you stayed so gentle through everything…?”

“Being a jerk isn’t the same as being strong, you know.”

“You’re a better person than you give yourself credit for.”

“Thanks for sticking with me. I know it hasn’t been easy.”

“I keep having the same nightmare. And it just won’t stop.”

“Are you actually living, or are you just fighting to survive?”

“Nothing wrong with admitting you need a hand sometimes.”

“Hey, if you need to bare your chest, I’m right here. I’ll listen.”

“I just want to eat pizza and pass out, is that too much to ask?”

“I needed you to know… you’re the most important part of my life.”

“Don’t tell me you’re being honest, because you’ve done nothing but lie.”

“Okay, maybe we all just need to step back and calm down for a minute.”

“I know its been a long time, and I’m sorry to show up out of the blue, but — “

“I just need to be wrapped up in a hug and squeezed back into my body, please.”

“I’m going to be here for you, no matter what. Come hell or high water, I’ve got your back.”

“I’m tired of being strong all the time. When is it my turn to break down and be told, ‘its okay, you did your best”?

[biohazardsurviivors]

@ofwitchesxwolves | [ x ]

"Cute gun." Leon smiled, teasing as he looked at the small revolver, probably not bigger than nine milimeter, as he rubbed at his clean shaven chin, with his fingerless gloves. "I think you might need some bigger hardware. Since those brain, skinless things can take more than one shell to put it down for good." He took the M870 Remington off of his back, before he held it across his chest, and pumped a single round into the chamber. "Holds eight shells. Just pump, between shots and keep going. Closer the better." He then gripped the shaft of the scatter gun, and he passed it to Claire letting her take it, having already found a large caliber magnum pistol, in the holster at his other hip, along with the standard VP70 handgun that he used as his primary. The rookie cop's mind raced back to the key he had found, a spade key. "I don't know if you realized it, but some of the doors are locked with the colors of suits from playing cards. Who knows where the shit they are."

Leon sighed, knowing this was going to take a lot longer than he thought, and anxiety and dread flooded his senses, as the urge to get out sooner than later, as these licker things were able to get in through police barricades, maybe through the ventilation system.

"I don't want to leave you alone. But if we don't split up, could take a month to search everywhere in this god damn building. I heard at one point it was a library, for the city." His blue eyes twinkled as he met Claire's eyes, his gaze drifting down and taking in her cutoff shorts, and the spandex underneath, and creamy thighs below that ended in motorcycle boots, enjoying the hormones of being twenty one, and it took the edge off the gravity of the near impossible situation, that him and Claire had found themselves in. A slaughterhouse of more experienced cops than him. With a possible turncoat and traitor out there, lurking in the wings.

"Don't trust anyone." He crossed his arms over his chest, as he leaned against the break room counter, and he tapped against the countertop, drinking in the redhead's bright eyes, and pink lips. Damn it, Kennedy. Stay focused on the job, or this fucked scenario will chew you up, like shit through a goose. "There's uh, some coffee here." He looked at the pot of black coffee, and someone had been kind enough to make a full pot, probably before they had to go out into the trenches to deal with the undead hordes at the gate.

"Goin' to be a long night, Gorgeous." He chewed on his lip, as he gazed at Claire, flirtaceously.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Claire raised a brow at his comment and then took the Remington from his grasp. If he had said something about how the small revolver suited her, she would have come up with a better insult. She grinned as she glided her hand across the muzzle. She slung the strap over her shoulder and nodded her head towards Leon, "Thanks."

"It might take a long time to find what we need but we'll find them. We have to," she replied determined to find an escape. She noticed the way he was looking at her and she could feel the sexual tension between them. The air was heavy. She knew if they didn't have an apocalypse to survive, she would have slept with him by now.

"Oh don't you worry your pretty head handsome. I know how to take care of myself. I am a Redfield," She noted as she practiced aiming her gun, squinting an eye to see which view was optimal. She looked over at Leon when he pointed out that there was left over coffee. Then, a slow smirk spread across her face when he called her gorgeous.

She already had him wrapped around her finger. "When we get out of here, what do you say we get to know each other better? My place?" She took a step closer to him, peering up at him through her long lashes.

[biohazardsurviivors]

Leon's grinned widened a bit more, as she called him handsome and he called her gorgeous, his fair skin reddening. Dude this is awesome! Flirting. He didn't move when she approached him as he drank hard from his mug of coffee, not having it with any creamer.

"Wow. A night with the lovely Miss Claire Redfield, in her place. You really know how to give out motivations to live." He took a deep breath, laughing a bit full of anxiety and hormones. "Well, who do you want me to murder? And how many pieces do you want them in, and how deeply should they be buried?" The rookie cop quipped.

He felt renewed, not just from the intake of caffeine, but just the levity and chemistry that him and Claire had right off, the bat, her interest in him. It made dreams possible of what he could do after this whole ordeal and nightmare is over. Could a future with Claire really been possible? He had girlfriends before but no one who was as much of a head turner as her. Bright, charismatic, and bold.

He did regret giving Claire the acatter gun, as he wasn't sure where he could find a large number of rounds for the Lightning Hawk. "I'm sure there is another shotgun out there. And if I find any better weapons, I will try and bring them back. I think maybe using the break room for a base of operations, and both of us going out for an hour and a half and seeing what we can find."

He licked his lips. "Maybe check out the roof, and the helicopter crash. See if anything cool made it out. Weapons, or gas for a car." He sighed. "Knowing our luck, that was probably the only chopper around."

@ofwitchesxwolves

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Claire laughed at his quip and smirked. She looked him up and down before stepping back. She adjusted her gun and nodded at the game plan he offered. "We'll need to look all over to find a way out. This station is one huge puzzle and I have a feeling it won't be easy finding a way out," she noted.

"At least we both have the determination now," She smirked raising her arms up to tighten her ponytail. "So, should we go searching together or split up? there's pros and cons to both," she asked him crossing her arms across her chest.

[biohazardsurviivors]

@ofwitchesxwolves | [ x ]

"Cute gun." Leon smiled, teasing as he looked at the small revolver, probably not bigger than nine milimeter, as he rubbed at his clean shaven chin, with his fingerless gloves. "I think you might need some bigger hardware. Since those brain, skinless things can take more than one shell to put it down for good." He took the M870 Remington off of his back, before he held it across his chest, and pumped a single round into the chamber. "Holds eight shells. Just pump, between shots and keep going. Closer the better." He then gripped the shaft of the scatter gun, and he passed it to Claire letting her take it, having already found a large caliber magnum pistol, in the holster at his other hip, along with the standard VP70 handgun that he used as his primary. The rookie cop's mind raced back to the key he had found, a spade key. "I don't know if you realized it, but some of the doors are locked with the colors of suits from playing cards. Who knows where the shit they are."

Leon sighed, knowing this was going to take a lot longer than he thought, and anxiety and dread flooded his senses, as the urge to get out sooner than later, as these licker things were able to get in through police barricades, maybe through the ventilation system.

"I don't want to leave you alone. But if we don't split up, could take a month to search everywhere in this god damn building. I heard at one point it was a library, for the city." His blue eyes twinkled as he met Claire's eyes, his gaze drifting down and taking in her cutoff shorts, and the spandex underneath, and creamy thighs below that ended in motorcycle boots, enjoying the hormones of being twenty one, and it took the edge off the gravity of the near impossible situation, that him and Claire had found themselves in. A slaughterhouse of more experienced cops than him. With a possible turncoat and traitor out there, lurking in the wings.

"Don't trust anyone." He crossed his arms over his chest, as he leaned against the break room counter, and he tapped against the countertop, drinking in the redhead's bright eyes, and pink lips. Damn it, Kennedy. Stay focused on the job, or this fucked scenario will chew you up, like shit through a goose. "There's uh, some coffee here." He looked at the pot of black coffee, and someone had been kind enough to make a full pot, probably before they had to go out into the trenches to deal with the undead hordes at the gate.

"Goin' to be a long night, Gorgeous." He chewed on his lip, as he gazed at Claire, flirtaceously.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Claire raised a brow at his comment and then took the Remington from his grasp. If he had said something about how the small revolver suited her, she would have come up with a better insult. She grinned as she glided her hand across the muzzle. She slung the strap over her shoulder and nodded her head towards Leon, "Thanks."

"It might take a long time to find what we need but we'll find them. We have to," she replied determined to find an escape. She noticed the way he was looking at her and she could feel the sexual tension between them. The air was heavy. She knew if they didn't have an apocalypse to survive, she would have slept with him by now.

"Oh don't you worry your pretty head handsome. I know how to take care of myself. I am a Redfield," She noted as she practiced aiming her gun, squinting an eye to see which view was optimal. She looked over at Leon when he pointed out that there was left over coffee. Then, a slow smirk spread across her face when he called her gorgeous.

She already had him wrapped around her finger. "When we get out of here, what do you say we get to know each other better? My place?" She took a step closer to him, peering up at him through her long lashes.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

“See? i’m good for something,” Riven chuckled. His face fell and grew more serious when she asked him why he was helping her. “Because I know what it’s like seeking help and realizing that no one wants to help or can help. I don’t want you to have to go through that yourself. Mind fairies have it hard as it is.”

[huntrcssqueen]

It was like this guy knew how to get under her skin and either make her laugh or a hint of a smile with her stubbornness. ❝ Well I guess this is where I say thank you. If you do need someone I guess you can count on me. ❞ She had a hint of an amused smile at this point as her eyes shifted downwards. ❝ Other mind fairies don’t have it as hard, they’re able to control it a lot better than I can. ❞

[ofwitchesxwolves]

"You guess eh? I'll take that," Riven chuckled a bit. "You don't need to thank me and you don't need to put yourself down for that either. I'm sure there are other first year mind fairies that are struggling with their magic too. In fact, I don't know one fairy in general that don't or haven't struggled with their magic," He told her hoping he was helping her feel better.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Esme closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his arms wrapped around her. She felt safe and stable. It was a feeling she could only achieve being in his presence or touching him. Listening to the sound of his heartbeat also helped her relax. "Is there anything I can do to thank you for doing this?"

[huntrcssqueen]

Keeping her under control and having her become stable did make Sky smile. He just wanted to ensure that she felt safe and okay. He felt some sort of connection to her, like he was being drawn toward her. ❝ You don't have to do anything to thank me. I mean we're friends now right? This is what friends do. ❞

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Esme smiled and felt her cheeks flush when she realized she was falling too hard and fast for him. "Yeah, you're right. I just- I know people would run away. They would be too scared to help me but...you didn't. I will always be grateful for that."

[biohazardsurviivors]

Open RP || for any Claire Redfield

“Heyyy.” Leon smiled, as she came in, and he was actually having some coffee, in the breakroom of the Raccoon City police department, on the second floor, when Claire came in, as he leaned against the counter, his arms crossed over his tactical vest with RPD stenciled on it. “Glad to see you’re okay. And whole.” He bites his lip, almost intimidated by her beauty, and her smile, blushing a bit.

“Was that a helicopter or something earlier? I heard and felt a huge crash. Sounded like a helicopter crashed into the building. Maybe the pilot got infected or something.” His thoughts raced to Lieutenant Branagh, who had a ragged wound in his chest, and how he said that a cop had bit him, and he hesitated to shoot. No, we’re not going to lose the lieutenant too, are we? Who’s in command here now?

Leon blinked, and he looked down, concerned. “I also found something really disturbing, and it makes no sense at all.”

He wanted to ask Claire’s opinion.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

"Hey, glad to see you're not torn apart," Claire nodded at the handsome rookie in greeting. His blush made her smile. She was glad she met him in such dire straits. Her smile was fleeting, reminding herself of the grim situation they were in. "Yeah, I felt the whole station shake. Things just seem to be getting worse and worse. We have to find a way out of here or we're toast," she muttered, determined to survive the zombie apocalypse that tore her town apart.

She gazed at him when he mentioned he found something disturbing. "What is it" she asked feeling a sense of dread build in the pit of her stomach.

[biohazardsurviivors]

Leon nodded, listening to her for a minute, as he reached into one of the cargo pockets of his dark blue BDU trousers that made up his uniform, fishing out the spade key that he found. "I still think that notebook from the dying officer that you found, is our best shot. With the statue and the indentations. It might lead to the sewers and a way out of the city, without going through mobs of biters."

He sighed, thinking about what he had. "The squad and situation room for the lieutenants unit was a mess and a blood bath. Found some ammo and shotgun shells there, with dead officers. Most of the cops were brutalized by those inside out creatures, with the long tongues. Except for two bodies of beat cops. These guys were actually mostly untouched, except for multiple gunshot wounds in the back. Small entry wounds, and I found shell casings for a .38 caliber pistol. Old school revolver."

Who the hell still used a thirty eight over an actual automatic? Pain in the ass to reload. Someone with nostalgia. "I don't know who could have done it. But is it possible there could be a traitor in the police department. Someone on the take for Umbrella, who would sell his fellow officers down the river, for money or a way out for himself?"

He didn't know very many people, only having come here once in March for an interview with Branagh, the Chief of Police, two captains, and a guy in shades who never removed them, who Leon presumed was some head honcho for the RPD's elite unit, S.T.A.R.S. He had only met Vickers, a pilot for the squad and Kevin Ryman, who was a low level street officer like him, before going in to take a series of written tests and interviews with the brass. All of them seemed solid, despite what the newspapers said about STARS being incompetent and on the take.

"Branagh's pretty solid, I think." Leon slipped a stick of chewing gum into his mouth. "I wouldn't trust anyone else. Umbrella is said to buy alot of people out here, Claire. Your brother ever say anything?"

@ofwitchesxwolves

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Claire nodded as she opened up the notebook looking at the sketched images of the statues and medallions hidden somewhere in the enormous police station. Her eyes drifted to the bloody thumbprints that stained the paper reminding her of an officer she had failed to save. She could still hear his screams ringing through her head. She shoved the memory and the emotions that came with it deep into her subconscious to focus on the task at hand.

"Yeah, this pocketbook is our only way out. Anyway you could spare some of those shells and ammo? two people with guns are better than one. Before you ask, I know how to use a gun, my brother taught me," She said confidently crossing her arms. Chris had taken it upon himself to teach her on how to defend herself including how to use her gun. After their parents' death, he had told her this was the best thing he could do for her.

"I'm not sure who either. This is my first time being in the station. Chris is missing and i'm hoping to find answers here. Maybe we can find answers to both our questions if we keep an eye out," she said simply.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Steve frowned, "Wanda, what happened to you?" He had decided against going back in time to the 40s shortly after the final battle with Thanos. What he didn't expect was his team coming apart. After the events of Westview, he was really concerned for Wanda. He had to find a way to show her that he still cared about her.

[legends-and-savages]

"I was in a fight." She said softly that's where the wound comes from. "Unless you're talking about something else." She said. She wondered how much Steve exactly knew, but she wasn't going to fishing.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

"Something's wrong. You seem...different. Want to talk about what's going on?" Steve crossed his arms. He had a bad feeling that she had reverted back to being a villain after all that's happened. He hoped he was wrong. She had made so many sacrifices that she might not have an ounce of humanity left in her but he wasn't going to give up on helping her.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

"Yeah, i'm fine." Layla realized that he didn't have a choice but the shift seemed uncharacteristically violent. He had shifted so easy and quick before but this shift was different. It seemed painful and slow. Something wasn't right. "Are you okay? that didn't look fun."

[legends-and-savages]

Theo didn't often shift into wolf form. The first time Layla had seen it had probably seemed easy. A nod from him. "I'm fine." He said. "Sometimes it hurts a little more then it should." The bad thing about being a Chimera sometimes. "Part of the reason I don't really go into that pretty often."

[ofwitchesxwolves]

"So, the pain is normal?" Layla asked surprised. She was sure she had seen easier transitions before but she had guessed wrong. No supernatural creature had painless transitions it seemed. "Thanks for helping me," she muttered, referencing the fight she got into earlier with a different pack.

[biohazardsurviivors]

Open RP || for any Claire Redfield

“Heyyy.” Leon smiled, as she came in, and he was actually having some coffee, in the breakroom of the Raccoon City police department, on the second floor, when Claire came in, as he leaned against the counter, his arms crossed over his tactical vest with RPD stenciled on it. “Glad to see you’re okay. And whole.” He bites his lip, almost intimidated by her beauty, and her smile, blushing a bit.

“Was that a helicopter or something earlier? I heard and felt a huge crash. Sounded like a helicopter crashed into the building. Maybe the pilot got infected or something.” His thoughts raced to Lieutenant Branagh, who had a ragged wound in his chest, and how he said that a cop had bit him, and he hesitated to shoot. No, we’re not going to lose the lieutenant too, are we? Who’s in command here now?

Leon blinked, and he looked down, concerned. “I also found something really disturbing, and it makes no sense at all.”

He wanted to ask Claire’s opinion.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

"Hey, glad to see you're not torn apart," Claire nodded at the handsome rookie in greeting. His blush made her smile. She was glad she met him in such dire straits. Her smile was fleeting, reminding herself of the grim situation they were in. "Yeah, I felt the whole station shake. Things just seem to be getting worse and worse. We have to find a way out of here or we're toast," she muttered, determined to survive the zombie apocalypse that tore her town apart.

She gazed at him when he mentioned he found something disturbing. "What is it" she asked feeling a sense of dread build in the pit of her stomach.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Tag Post

[legends-and-savages]

@ofwitchesxwolves sent: "that really scared me" (For Theo from Layla)

Head tilted as he looked over at her. "Sorry." He said. "It happens sometimes." He said. "You're good now though?"

[ofwitchesxwolves]

"Yeah, i'm fine." Layla realized that he didn't have a choice but the shift seemed uncharacteristically violent. He had shifted so easy and quick before but this shift was different. It seemed painful and slow. Something wasn't right. "Are you okay? that didn't look fun."

[legends-and-savages]

@ofwitchesxwolves sent: "You're bleeding" (For Wanda from Steve)

Wanda's head tilted as she looked down at the wound. "It's fine Steve." She said. "Don't we have something else to be concerned about?"

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Steve frowned, "Wanda, what happened to you?" He had decided against going back in time to the 40s shortly after the final battle with Thanos. What he didn't expect was his team coming apart. After the events of Westview, he was really concerned for Wanda. He had to find a way to show her that he still cared about her.

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Riven smirked, noticing that his plan was working and that she was calming down a bit. “Yeah, but it’s helping you, isn’t it? so I think it’s warrented given that it’s helping you.” He crossed his arms and leaned back as he looked at her. “I’m not gonna stop until you feel better.”

[huntrcssqueen]

Musa couldn’t understand why Riven was trying to help her, most people looked in the opposite direction or have some disturbing or annoying thoughts about it all. ❝ Alright. I’ll give it to you, it is helping.. ❞ She spoke as she looked back behind her before her attention was fully on Riven. ❝ Why are you helping me? ❞

[ofwitchesxwolves]

"See? i'm good for something," Riven chuckled. His face fell and grew more serious when she asked him why he was helping her. "Because I know what it's like seeking help and realizing that no one wants to help or can help. I don't want you to have to go through that yourself. Mind fairies have it hard as it is."

[ofwitchesxwolves]

The last of her magic dissipated in her eyes, the red melting into the warm brown color. She exhaled in relief before falling into his arms, wrapping her arms around his waist tightly. "Thank you..." she mumbled, "For not running away..."

[huntrcssqueen]

It was a simple action Sky felt like he was doing. Something simple like not running away and supporting her. His arms held onto her petite frame as he looked down to the femme. ❝ Of course, I'm never going to run away. I'll be by your side always. Promise. ❞

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Esme closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his arms wrapped around her. She felt safe and stable. It was a feeling she could only achieve being in his presence or touching him. Listening to the sound of his heartbeat also helped her relax. "Is there anything I can do to thank you for doing this?"