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Long time no see, y’all. I don’t RP on tumblr quite as often as I used to (read: my 6-ish month blog hiatus on all fronts) and I’ve gone through a lot this year. BUT....
I roleplay a TON on Discord, still, and I’d love to start or continue threads there if anyone’s willing and still interested.
Reach: A Halo Server
Welcome to Reach, a Halo Discord server. We offer a welcoming and relaxed environment to talk about the series, and a roleplay section for those of you so inclined to throw your OCs at the wall and see what sticks. Join us!
https://discord.gg/WnhBHfv
We’re looking for more people! Come say hi! We’re a small but fairly active lil’ community, and with the MCC releases right around the corner, we’d love to have you.
wHY AM I IN THIS PICTURE-
* character headcanons
clothing style.
before - bed routine.
eating habits.
concept of home and family.
hobbies.
fighting style.
what calms your muse down after a bad day?
talk about one person your muse loves.
ways your muse says i love you.
describe your muse’s laugh.
what items can be found in your muse’s pockets?
talk about your muse’s most prized possession(s).
describe your muse’s walk.
talk about your muse’s accent.
describe your muse’s smile.
how often does your muse get sick?
does your muse know when to rest, or do they push themselves?
does your muse snore? sleeptalk? sleepwalk?
the thing(s) your muse thinks about before falling asleep.
is your muse a fitful or a quiet sleeper?
your muse’s thoughts on cops and other authority figures.
skills and special talents.
disabilities or illnesses.
habits and mannerisms.
introvert or extrovert.
religious or non - religious.
verbal or non - verbal communication.
something your muse could never forgive.
something that makes your muse smile.
something that scares your muse.
something that gives your muse hope.
how your muse responds to being helped / taken care of.
how your muse responds to unconditional love.
how your muse responds to danger.
how your muse responds to stress.
how your muse responds to anger.
did your muse grow up too fast?
Howdy, my mental health is doing loops in the backyard but I’ll try to maintain activity. I owe replies to - bxttle-cry (3 replies (wow))
And new threads are still open!
That’s the price you pay Leave behind your heart and cast away Just another product of today Rather be the hunter than the prey And you’re standing on the edge, face up ‘cause you’re a… Natural A beating heart of stone You gotta be so cold To make it in this world Yeah, you’re a natural Living your life cutthroat You gotta be so cold Yeah, you’re a natural
Too Shy To Reach Out?
Send A Symbol To Explain Why We’re Not RPing Yet
♔- I can’t think of a plot for us and I want to figure that out first! ☃ - I’m not sure how our characters would meet. ☁- I’m worried you only RP with a certain group of people. ♛ - I wrote you a starter and you haven’t replied yet… ★ - I’m intimidated by how much you write ☂ - I’m intimdated by how often you post ☾ - I don’t know how to approach you ☄ - I’m super anxious about EVERYTHING ☀ - I keep hoping you’ll message me first…
MY HEART AND SOUL WERE NEVER MINE TO OWN
WE DIE ALONE, WE’LL ALL DIE YOUNG
WHAT DO YOU CARE TO DIE FOR? WHAT DO YOU CARE TO DIE FROM?
LILY-G212 - AN INDEPENDENT OC AND SEMI-SELECTIVE HALO RP BLOG
READ RULES BEFORE INTERACTING.
STILL I LIE BENEATH THE RUBBLE A WRETCHED SOUL IN A SEA OF TROUBLE But I’m not alone.
SARIN ‘VASESHAI - AN INDEPENDENT OC AND SEMI-SELECTIVE HALO RP BLOG READ RULES BEFORE INTERACTING.
Howdy~ This is now a hub blog for all my characters, and will soon be updated in theme to match. You can still find Vess, who used to be here, over at @got-your-six . Keep your eyes peeled for updates to my two canon blogs too- @alpha-239 and @the-strongest-spartan :)
I’M A GIRAFFE
“...How did you get this number?”
rules: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better tagged by: @bxttle-cry tagging: You (i don’t know who to tag specifically so if you see it you’ve been tagged)
favourite colour: Blue-Green Teal top 3 ships: I don’t ship a lot but John and Kelly is.... Good lipstick or chapstick: both? last song: Riverside by Agnes Obel last movie: I think I rewatched the LOTR movies? currently reading: Kilo-5 Trilogy
The Abandoned
Another came slinking into the room. It was another of Jorge’s ilk, he knew by the scars that decorated the young Spartan’s hand. They were familiar scars, a mirror of his own, a mark of the gifts Jorge had stolen from his brothers and sisters in arms
But this one, at least physically, was in a far worse state than he. It seemed this one had already seen combat, Jorge could see the outlines of charred flesh peaking out of the bandages along this one’s face.
No, that couldn’t be. That wasn’t possible.
The remaining Spartans had only been augmented a few weeks ago, or was it a few months? Time blurred together for the last of Amber Team. Regardless, the only team Jorge knew of that had seen the field was Blue, and their faces were hard to miss.
Most of the young warriors hadn’t even recovered from those all-but-deadly surgeries yet. Jorge certainly hadn’t. His bones ached and his eyes bled; if he was supposed to be ‘superhuman, he certainly didn’t feel like it.
But none of that really mattered to him.
Physical pain was something that went away with time.
Loss was enduring.
Part of Vess just wanted to shut off and shut away. They’d barely had time to process what they’d gone through, let alone mourn and grieve it. And here they were, immediately being thrown into the next leg of things. The young Spartan resolved to just... forego it outright, but not without wondering to themself why someone supposedly more-than-human was expected to act less-than, to forego the things that made one most human.
Maybe they’d grieve later. Maybe not. Would it matter?
A look is spared towards Jorge as they drift from their thoughts. Their gaze is low, tired. Once was, even a few months ago, they’d have greeted him with a cool, but familiar ‘hey.’ But now? Now, they weren’t even sure if any words would come if they tried. Were they incapable, or did they just not have the heart to try?
They couldn’t tell.
Instead, they offered a subtle signal-- Palms up, the faintest of shrugging motions. How do you feel about this? Apprehensive was a given-- What kind of Spartan wouldn’t be hesitant, after all?
The Abandoned
...The time had come.The young Spartan’s superiors had seen fit to find him an new team. The others had already been scattered after Blue Team’s successes, but the misfits like Jorge were left behind. Now they were all to be grouped together like a cluster of pinless grenades. The thought alone of being on a team that wasn’t Amber filled Jorge with gut wrenching grief.But what choice did he have?Jorge had to face it. He had to for the good of his company, for the good of all mankind who relied on him to be their shield. He was Spartan, stronger than this, strong than pain and grief and sleepless nights and self hatred and….Why was this easier said than done.
...It had been a month since Black Team- not to be confused with the nigh-similarly-named Team Black, had gone missing. The four of them-- Weston, Vess, Rila and Katrin --were infiltration specialists, and had been sent away almost immediately following augmentation- an emergency, they’d said. Their bodies still ached when their boots were on the ground, and they’d have to work past it if they were to come back in one piece.
Evidently, they hadn’t.
Vess-060, the team’s deadeye, now sat in the medical bay of their home base on Reach, where they hadn’t said a word to the medic since they were brought in. They were something of a grim sight to behold, what with the severity of the burns that ran down the right half of their face now... And their arm, and their chest. Angry, red, scabbed over, as if they’d already been there for weeks.
They hadn’t flinched or vocalized once despite the wounds needing to be scrubbed out and re-treated. As the doctor wrapped over the last stretch of burn over with gauze, the Spartan let out a long sigh, and finally set down the datapad that their slate-grey eyes had been fixed on since it was handed to them on arrival. Their expression shifted, the flat, stony silence taking on a bitter twinge, but still, they said not a word. It was enough to give the doctor pause, but when questioning was simply met with the Spartan standing once more, they decided better than to press it, and let them leave.
Vess left. Their steps were measured, even and purposeful. They shrugged on a jacket- stolen from the doorway -to cover the extent of their burns, leaving only the scarring on their face and neck visible, and the intent expression on their twisted face.
And so, they find themselves walking into the same room that Jorge has been left in, slowing a moment when they see him. They hadn’t... had time to see who all had made it and who hadn’t. Black Team had been sent off too quickly. The realization came quickly, that the others hadn’t made it, and they glanced away, sighing, but... saying nothing.
The young Spartan opted to remain standing, folding their arms carefully over their torso and placing themselves up against the wall where they could watch the door. Their motions were careful, and it wasn’t hard to tell that it was more-so than their usual caution. It was a given, after all, that after being burned so badly, they’d opt to be careful with movement.
STILL I LIE BENEATH THE RUBBLE A WRETCHED SOUL IN A SEA OF TROUBLE But I’m not alone.
SARIN ‘VASESHAI - AN INDEPENDENT OC AND SEMI-SELECTIVE HALO RP BLOG READ RULES BEFORE INTERACTING.
Do you love Halo? Do you love roleplaying? Do you roleplay a character from the Halo universe, a Halo OC, or a character that you’ve given a Halo ’verse? Are you seeking more people from the Halo community to roleplay with, but are struggling to find any because tumblr is having some major issues?
Well stop right there! Because do I have the place for you! Sitting pretty in Discord is a server, created by a good friend of mine and run currently by me (she’s having some issues right now and trusted me to look after it for her), just for those sorts of people who belong to the Halo roleplay community, or who have a non-Halo character with a ’verse based in Halo.
Where is the link? you ask. Have no fear! If you would like to join us, just ask me, and I will shoot you an IM with a link to the server! Just remember, you MUST roleplay a character in Halo, a Halo OC, or your character that is not from Halo MUST have a Halo ’verse.
