Don't be afraid, be honored.

Welcome to Neverland! I do hope you realize that once you stepped foot on the sand of this island, you can never leave again. Who am I? I'm the heart of this island. I'm Peter Pan. {Indie Rp Blog for Peter Pan from Once Upon A Time} {Tracked Tag: playfuldemon} {Multi-ship and Multi-verse} {Everyone is welcome!}

[playful-demon]

have to go for a little bit

i'll be back later!

[outofice-deactivated20150817]

  Yeah..and what are those resources? (Elsa looked at him frowning.then stopped and looks around looking for her gloves..) Where are they? Where are they?

[playful-demon]

Peter tilted his head, curiously looking at her. “Those resources are a secret that I’d like to keep-” He paused as she began to look for something. “And just what are you looking for?”

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My gloves..I need them..before..I..I..(Elsa didn’t finsih her sentence)

[playful-demon]

Peter grinned maliciously, remembering another important fact about the woman standing before him that his 'resources' told him about.

"Before you freeze all of Neverland?"

[outofice-deactivated20150817]

  Yeah..and what are those resources? (Elsa looked at him frowning.then stopped and looks around looking for her gloves..) Where are they? Where are they?

[playful-demon]

Peter tilted his head, curiously looking at her. "Those resources are a secret that I'd like to keep-" He paused as she began to look for something. "And just what are you looking for?"

[playful-demon]

Jane walked through the forests, her feet barely making a sound. Her ship had been caught in a storm and smashed against rocks, so far she hadn't seen any of her crew. She had her dagger clutched in her hand, her sword lost in the ocean. When she heard music she was surprised, and cautious. But nevertheless she followed it, "hello?" She called into the forest.

Peter raised an eyebrow at the newly shipwrecked girl, crossing his arms and studying her intently with dark, curious eyes. He pursed his lips, eyes narrowing just a touch as he walked out from behind the giant leaves of various plants and into her view.

"Excuse me," he called out. "But what do you think you’re doing here?!"

[janethepirategirl]

  Jane looked up at him, fear flickering in her eyes for a brief moment before it disappeared, “well sorry, Peter Pan. As soon as I figure out how I’ll leave this island and get out of your way.”

[playful-demon]

Peter lightly studied her, eyes flickering between emotions. 

From anger, to annoyance, to curiosity, and then to all at once.

"Just who are you, anyways?" he asked, keeping his eyes narrowed in an attempt to look somewhat intimidating.

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Never Land

Zoey sat in an open clearing, twisting small purple flowers stems together, making a flower crown.

[playful-demon]

Peter leaned against a nearby tree, raising an eyebrow down at the other girl. “And what do you think you’re doing…?” he asked her calmly.

[littlestswanchild-deactivated20]

"Making a flower crown. Duh" Zoey remarks.

[playful-demon]

"Oh?" Peter sighed and decided to try being.... nice, for once.

He shivered at that and sat next to her.

"I'm guessing it's for Henry?"

[playful-demon]

✿

Peter didn’t like this.

He didn’t like this kissing thing at all.

Blushing furiously and not knowing how to completely handle situations like that, Peter shot back and away from her, glaring at her venomously.

"What the bloody hell was that for?!" he demanded.

[crowfeatheredhair-blog]

"Ayeee..Chill~ it was a simple gesture!" She slurred, she obviously had no idea what she was doing.

"Besides, you should be honored! That was my first.. Why did I even gave it to someone like you in the first place?" She chuckled as she shook her head, she downed on more rum before speaking.

"Soo.. You’re the Peter Pan.. Not so scary as you sound like.." She teased.

[playful-demon]

"Alright..." Peter sighed, rolling his eyes. "You're drunk as all bloody hell, so you may want to get rid of this," he yanked the bottle of rum from her hands. "And get back to bed, girl." His cheeks were flushed with anger and he was in no mood to play such stupid games.

[playful-demon]

✿ c:

Peter’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as he completely froze up. 

She’s kissing me…

Why is she kissing me?!

Panic coursed through Peter’s veins as his hands shot out and pushed the other girl off of him.

"What are you doing?!"

[amisitx-deactivated20140424]

She smirked, and crossed her arms. “I was bored. I told you Pete — its boring on the island.”

"And I might have dreamt up some whiskey."

[playful-demon]

"Whiskey?" His frown deepened and he crossed his arms. "Aren't you, like, fifteen?" he asked mockingly, knowing full well she wasn't. But he liked to push her buttons. And this behavior definitely deserved some button pushing.

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playful-demon

(Elsa woke up in a forest..she was in her short..’above the knee length blue; night-gown..and her blonde hair was down…and wavy..she stood up and looked around) Where am I?

[playful-demon]

Peter wasn’t one to pry much. Usually, if someone appeared on his island, he’d send his Lost Boys after them to take care of them. But this one seemed different… and Peter knew exactly why.

"A little lost, your majesty?" he called out to her from the branch he was perched on.

[outofice-deactivated20150817]

(Elsa crosses her arms..) M-m-maybe..where am I? And who are you? And why am I here? And how do you know me?

[playful-demon]

Peter clicked his tongue. "You ask waaaayy too many questions," he softly remarked, crossing his arms and giving her a bored look. "But, to answer them all..."

"You're in Neverland, I'm this land's ruler, Peter Pan, I don't know why you're here, and I have my resources."

He grinned. 

"That good enough for you?"

[starafire]

Am I the only one, when roleplaying, that has this slight paranoia thinking that the person might not like roleplaying with me or might be annoyed with me

[playful-demon]

starafire13:

[svikarithessi-deactivated201808]

First character to put a collar in my inbox owns mine as a pet.

[jorohart-archive]

[playful-demon]

Starter for wendyisuncagedfrompeter~

[wendyisuncagedfrompeter]

  Wendy slapped Devon hard across the face letting her nails scrap against his face. “Say that again Devon and you will get the knife to the throat.” Wendy turned around and walked away. Brushing past Peter and Felix.

[playful-demon]

Peter's hand shot out and grabbed her upper arm, waving Felix away and dragging her back to a more secluded area. He forcefully faced her towards him and raised an eyebrow at her, eyes narrowing dangerously.

"Mind telling me what that was all about, Wendy?" he softly but firmly demanded.

[playful-demon]

okay. i literally cannot keep my eyes open.

i'll get back to you all tomorrow!

goodnight~

[playful-demon]

NEVER SEE THE MOVIE ‘POMPEII’, IT WILL TEAR YOUR HEART OUT AND RIP IT IN HALF. *sobs for eternity*

[peoplestoppedbelievinginme-deac]

It’s a movie about a civilization that was completely destroyed…  What did you expect to happen?

[playful-demon]

i didn’t expect to be this upset D:

[peoplestoppedbelievinginme-deac]

*cuddles* Oh gosh, that’s why I can’t go see it.  because I know it’ll end in disaster.

[playful-demon]

but its sooooo good D:>

[playful-demon]

Jane walked through the forests, her feet barely making a sound. Her ship had been caught in a storm and smashed against rocks, so far she hadn't seen any of her crew. She had her dagger clutched in her hand, her sword lost in the ocean. When she heard music she was surprised, and cautious. But nevertheless she followed it, "hello?" She called into the forest.

Peter raised an eyebrow at the newly shipwrecked girl, crossing his arms and studying her intently with dark, curious eyes. He pursed his lips, eyes narrowing just a touch as he walked out from behind the giant leaves of various plants and into her view.

"Excuse me," he called out. "But what do you think you’re doing here?!"

[janethepirategirl]

Jane spun, immediately sliding into a defensive stance, “I got ship wrecked.” she stated, narrowing her eyes at him, “I was the only survivor.” she raised an eyebrow, “who’re you?”  

[playful-demon]

Peter crossed his arms, shooting the other girl an unamused look. "My name's Peter. Peter Pan. I rule this land and you, girl..." he trailed off, glaring at her in warning as he stalked forward. "...are trespassing, shipwrecked or not."

[playful-demon]

Starter for wendybird4neverland~

[playful-demon]

Peter stalked forward, smirking tauntingly at the young girl. He tilted his head, hazel eyes narrowing. His cocky expression didn’t falter.

"I can most assure you that I’m not dead, dear Wendy…" he murmured darkly, moving even closer. "Nor was I ever truly gone…" He grinned coldly, laughing at the statue the scared girl had grabbed in her defense.

"You seem to forget. I never fail."

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Wendy trembled at his words. She looked desperately at the bedroom door, hoping that her brothers had heard her cry and were on their way, but no one came to her rescue.                                                             

Peter was moving closer, she backed slowly away, still clutching the statue.

"What do you want from me?!" She cried, tears of fear and agony, of not knowing his true intentions, started to flow unbidden down her cheeks.

She studied his face and didn’t like his look.. it was dark and evil. It was now clear to her, what his intentions were; he was going to hurt her, probably worse than she’d ever experienced before, while in captivity. She looked once again at the door, but no one appeared. So, she did the only thing she could think of to do.

She threw the statue at him, then darted for the door.

[playful-demon]

Peter caught the statue right before it hit him. Gripping it tightly, his already dark smile darkened even further and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

"You wanna play like that...?" he murmured, tossing the statue aside. 

"I'll happily play like that, Wendybird," he purred, stalking after the other at a quick pace.

Peter was going to make sure to draw this thing out. Torturing Wendy with fear and dread would thrill him to no end.

"Here I come. Better hide..."

He snickered.

"It's the game~"

[playful-demon]

Starter for wendyisuncagedfrompeter~

Peter didn't know what was going on with his little bird.

It started the other day, when he was talking to Felix about future massacres and such. He was deep into the conversation when he heard it.

He heard Wendy snap at a Lost Boy, particularly Devon.

She snapped at Devon.

Wendy did.

Ever since then, Wendy's been acting weird, and Peter was going to get to the bottom of it.

[playful-demon]

leT’S DO THIS

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bUT WOULD THEY BOTH BE HUNTERS OR??!

[playful-demon]

sUrViVoRs