The maiden who travels

((Independent Aerith rp blog, canon divergent but compliant. AU/OC/Crossover friendly. Under heavy construction.))

[peopleseizedwithlife]

[peopleseizedwithlife]

Technically I think Aerith’s genshin weapon would be a polearm since it’s as close to a staff as the game gets.

[peopleseizedwithlife]

THAT OCCUPATION WTH Try it here: [x]

[peopleseizedwithlife]

[peopleseizedwithlife]

I thought I was going to be able to do this but over the last few days my spouse’s health has gone severely downhill and I just don’t have the energy to try.

I’m very sorry.

[rexthebait-archive]

*wants to rp with everyone*

*stares at one draft for three hours*

[miphasinori]

[rockinrpmemes]

Reblog if your CANON blog takes *anons* pretending to be other characters from their series to dig out the dirt on your muse.

IE: emotions, opinions, reactions to stuff that happened in canon, etc.

Because sometimes the counterparts to my canon muse(s) don’t exist in the tumblr RPC, a sender follows you but doesn’t rp here, OR, they just want to TRY that muse out before making a blog. Or, they’re simply curious on how the canon would reply, and ONLY wants a one-shot moment! 

[smovs]

let's all go to wall market again

[mcavoy]

The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.

[peopleseizedwithlife]

@thepricewasright​ From [x]

Aerith shook her head in silent but nonetheless interested response as she let him say his peace. In truth the woman had been sure for most her life that her home town was all she'd ever know. Not like she could just pick up and leave, was it? Things were looking a little different now though.

"I'll remember that if I ever get to go down there." She replied when at last silence fell on them once again. A nod of her head and a smile followed.

"I'm Aerith. Nice to meet you, I suppose!"

[outlawiism-archived]

Reminder. If you’re rping a canon character and feeling insecure about your writing, or fearing replacement, simply remember that your muse is not just a duplicate. No one else will be able to breathe life into that character the way you do. No one else will feel the exact way you feel about your muse. There will be people who value your muse and never stop writing with you no matter what. There will be people who appreciate your portrayal, no matter how many other versions are out there. Always remember why you made your blog. Never let anyone or anything cast your passion out of your heart !!

[peopleseizedwithlife]

Hojo’s greatest failing is that he could never perfect the “wing” gene and now there’s a bunch of lopsided angel-themed supersoldiers running around.

[rpmusings-galore]

i am, and always will be, the   o p t i m i s t… 

                                               the hoper of far-flung hopes                                                                    &&                                           the dreamer of improbable dreams

[dxgmymxmxs]

Reblog this to remind all of your RP partners that you love them and their portrayal of their muse(s) ! !

[thefatalmarksman]

Injured/Bleeding Sentence Starters | Not Accepting

@peopleseizedwithlife​ said:  “Don’t get up, you’ll make it worse.” (Is this a good way to meet? :D)

The cautionary statement sounded as though muffled from behind a thick cloth—passing through cotton stuffed in his ears, emanating from within a tin can. There was an unpleasant stiffness in his joints as awareness slowly crept in, and a single golden eye slit open to gather his surroundings, and even his visuals were seemingly muffled—

Then, against the advice of whomever had been addressing him, he shot up straight like a spring-trap, adrenaline surging violently in retaliation of his weakened state, like a defibrillator shocking someone back to life. Fully aware now, he glanced about himself, and swiftly realized that he was most definitely not in a familiar setting. Every fiber of his genetics was on the alert, and he turned his head towards the only other being in the room—

…To see a pleasant, youthful face gazing at him, concern painting their delicate features as they gazed at him.

Once he could feel his internals were on the proper road to re-calibration, he stretched out his spine, feeling each vertebral joint cracking back into place, and began to rise to his feet, so saying, “Nah, it’s all good—don’t you be worryin’ about me, sweetstuff.”

[peopleseizedwithlife]

She'd been leaning over to butter gauge his condition but soon Aerith was scrambling back in her haste to not be the recipient of a likely unintentional headbutt. Maybe she should have expected the abrupt change, or taken the possilibity into consideration at least. But she hadn't and so with an 'ooph' her rear (formerly elevated as she crouched) hit the ground, a small cloud of dust rising around it as she propped herself up on the palms of her hands.

Well he didn't seem to be fatally wounded, at least. But the apparent lack of broken bones didn't mean there wasn't anything internal going on. Her still confused gaze settled on his features, which seemed to tell a story of their own. Would a cure spell be helpful?

"...Are you sure? I can use some cure magic if you need to heal up." As she spoke the woman was already getting to her feet and dusting her dress off, seemingly brushing the un-earned term of endearment away at the same time.

[comatosesoldier]

  He’s dead, but he still c h a s e s me. 

                                               He wrote fear into my mind with ink fashioned from his own blood.

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