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Update:
While I was away I decided to make a blog specifically for the supergiant rp community. I’m hoping to find more people this way since it’s just a blog anyone in the fandom could join (if that makes sense). Anyway if you’d like to join it, just follow and make sure you read the rules.
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thecalamitykid
Kid would of sighed in relief when the woman had stopped and waited for him like he had asked if he had had the time. Alas, there was no time to lose. He put his bow away and sprinted as fast as he could all the while firmly gripping his hammer so he could power through any Windbag that decided to get between him and where he was going.
Hopefully, seeing just how easy Kid would destroy those in his path wouldn’t terrify the woman and make her run away before he could reach her. That would be bad.
Skidding to a stop, Kid gave the area a quick glance to see if it was safe enough for him to have a decent conversation with her. Not a full conversation of course. Just the basics. Time was never on their side now after the Calamity.
That’s when the sigh of relief finally came out. Kid Smiled a little at her and attempted to look nonthreatening as a teenager carrying his own mini arsenal could be. “H-hey! Y’alright? We need ta head to the Bastion as soon as possible. It’s not safe here if ya can’t fight. D’ya got a weapon?”
“I’m fine.”
Bastion? What’s a Bastion? That’s something Red’s never heard of, but her thoughts go away when she hears his statement of having to go back to the Bastion. She can’t possibly do that, not now at least until she gets what’s hers. That’s when he asks his second question.
“A weapon?”
Red shook her head.
“No, I don’t have one. But I can’t leave yet, I’ve dropped something and it’s all I have left.”
She grabbed his hand and began tugging him into the direction she was going. Maybe, just maybe there would be the chance that he would follow her. Even if he didn’t Red was determined to get what she had lost.
“Could you please do me this favor and follow me. Please?” she pleaded.
“They don’t call me Red for nothin’.”
It’s as the name states, parents named her Red for her striking hair color that’s equally the same pigment, but the woman thinks it’s much more.
She’s known to have a feisty, fiery personality. Won’t take shit from anyone, but she won’t give none either, that’s her philosophy. Her anger on the other hand is something different.
Getting her angry is already a tough task in itself, Red’s able to tolerate a lot of things for a certain amount of time, and as she grew older that time has become a lot longer. Though if you manage to make it, just be sure to find an escape route faster than she can catch and break you.
RP: Breakdown
thecalamitykid
Kid shoulders slumped as he got into a more relaxed posture. His grip on his hammer loosened and he let it slide out of his hand and fall to the floor. Kid sniffled as he wiped his face with his hands and arms. He wasn’t crying, but he was clearly upset and his eyes were red. Gosh. Why did she have to see him like this?
It was nice to hear that she actually wanted to spend some time with him. “R-really? But… I.. Yer free time is precious though…” Why would she want to spend her rare free time with him? He was just an orphaned kid. Too serious for his age, yet not old enough to be suffering so much.
“I’m.. not hurt… Don’t worry…” Kid bit his lip. It was hard to look at her, into her eyes. He felt so weak and ashamed. She really does care about him. Why though?
He slowly shook his head. “You..You can stay… You bein’ there kinda stopped the anger… Besides.. I think there’s nothing left ta break…” Could he even talk about this? He was never good at dealing with feelings… hence what happened now… Would talking with someone help?
Kid moved to a clear spot, free of debris, and sat on the floor. It was best if he were to sit down.
“Kid, my time would be worthless if I didn’t spend it with you.”
Hearing that he was okay was a relieve to her. Wouldn’t be her first time seeing someone get hurt over their rage, but it’s not like she was used to it anymore than before. Red’s just glad that he’s willing to let her stay, and talk rather than just isolating himself. She sat down next to him, thinking up questions of how this whole ordeal started.
“Kid, I, um, uh, well, what happened? Why did you get so angry all of a sudden?”
It’s been too long!
I haven’t been on here recently, and i’m sorry. I was busy working on other things, but now that i’m finished with that I should be on more. As you’re reading this i’m probably working on drafts that need to be replied to.
Also, shoutout to @thecalamitykid, for mentioning me in things even when I was gone! Imma have to do something special for you!
☆ Why yellow?
“Yellow? As in my outfit color choices? Well, yellow compliments me! Especially my red hair, it makes me look like a bright star!"
Send me ☆ + a question and my muse will have to answer it truthfully with absolute honesty
"Happy mother's day, miss Red. I know yer not my momma, but... lately.. yer the closest to one I have now..." He says as he gifts her a small bouquet of flowers.
“Kid, I-”
She grinned, taking the bouquet.
“Thank you. I’m not sure what to say, but I think I’m gonna cry.”
Red was so happy looking at the flowers in their colorful arrangement. Feeling her eyes well up with tears and fall down her face, she began wiping them from her cheeks.
Symbols for the mun
💝 I ship our muses, but we’ve never interacted
✨ I think your portrayal is on point, but it also intimidates me
💍 I want to be exclusives with you
⭐️ We don’t rp, but I desperately wish we did
☀️ I want to rp with you, but I’m not sure how
💔 We’ve rp’ed in the past, but now we don’t
🎂 I’m new to your blog, and I want to be friends
🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!
💡 I have a thread idea for us!
💌 I just think you’re amazing
💥 We’re not mutuals, but I wish you’d notice me
calamitymissionary
The sky is grey and murky, with nothing to see but clouds, if that’s what they even are. He’s been there for a while now, waiting. The fear of death keeps him stable, but the longing forces him to shift ever so slightly on occasion.
“Hey, are you okay? Do you know what’s happening around here?”
A woman’s voice pulls him from his daze. It isn’t her, but he almost recognizes it. He only turns enough to glance, and his eyes fall on a woman he’s seen before. Memories of a social function flash in his mind: high profile people, a few lucky guests, an out of place Ura missionary, and a voice. She, this woman with striking crimson hair, is the voice. One of her songs, a ballad of some sort, gave him the courage to ask for a dance. The curious woman with whom he would dance, would become his reason for considering the abyss: she was to be his bride but this, whatever this was, took her from him. Death, it seemed, was still following him.
When he finally speaks, his Caelondian is crystal clear, not hinting at all to a childhood in the Terminals. “I’m… alive.” It isn’t a lie, but after a moment he shakes his head, remembers himself and what he’s best at: talking.
“I cannot sat anything about what has transpired,” Zulf says with a glance around. “You’re the first I’ve seen who isn’t…” his voice trails off. He can’t say it or even describe it. They were ash, like the gods had played a cruel trick. Had only the pious been spared… or was this some other cursed machination?
“Isn’t…? Oh.”
It was obvious what he mean’t, only thing around here besides them. He doesn’t know what’s happened here either, much to her dismay. Possibly, that was the best for both of them though, but we’re getting off track. Red was relieved to find another person out here, unfortunately she doesn’t recognize him as much as he does her. Maybe, a name will get her memory going?
Multiple questions began building in her head, erased by the sound of rustling coming from somewhere. The noise causes her to become a little on edge, wanting to immediately continue someplace else. She talks a bit faster to get the conversation to an end, trying to move them to a safer place. Away from the noises she keeps hearing.
“A-At least you’re alive, like you said. Maybe we should go somewhere else, perhaps the inside of a building. We’ll be safer there, and we can actually talk to each other.”
The hanging gardens isn’t a place unfamiliar to her, but she doesn’t remember most of the places around here. Red does know of a tavern close by though, only reason was ‘cause of how often she had to meet the marshals there.
character stats ! ( bold all that apply. italicize leaning or former. ) TAGGED BY: @thecalamitykid
WEALTH —
$ financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty ✚ medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non - applicable ✪ class or caste: upper / middle / working / street trash / slave / unsure / hikikomori ✔ education: qualified / unqualified / studying / other ✖ criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but has not been caught yet / Other
FAMILY —
◒ children: has a child or children / has no children / wants children / verse dependent ◑ relationship with family: close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / siblings are deceased ◔ affiliation: orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s) / not applicable
TRAITS + TENDENCIES —
♦ extroverted / introverted / in between ♦ disorganized / organized / in between ♦ close-minded / open-minded / in between ♦ calm / anxious / in between ♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between ♦ cautious / reckless / in between ♦ patient / impatient / in between ♦ outspoken / reserved / in between ♦ leader / follower / in between ♦ empathetic / unempathetic / in between ♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between ♦ traditional / modern / in between ♦ hard-working / lazy / in between ♦ cultured / uncultured / in between ♦ loyal / disloyal / in between ♦ faithful / unfaithful / in between
BELIEFS —
★ faith : monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic / it’s complicated ☆ belief in ghosts or spirits : wants to believe / yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✮ belief in an afterlife : wants to believe / yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✯ belief in reincarnation : yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ❃ belief in aliens : yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✧ religious : orthodox / liberal / in between / don’t care ❀ philosophical : yes / no / sometimes
SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION —
❤ sexuality : heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / demisexual / ??? ❥ sex : sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable ♥ romance : romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable ❣ sexually : adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious / inhibited ⚧ potential sexual partners : male / female / agender / other / none / all ⚧ potential romantic partners : male / female / agender / other / none / all
ABILITIES —
☠ combat skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ≡ literacy skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ✍ artistic skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ✂ technical skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
HABITS —
☕ drinking alcohol : phobic / never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ☁ smoking : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ✿ other narcotics : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ✌ medicinal drugs : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ☻ indulgent food : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess $ splurge spending : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ♣ gambling : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess
TAGGING: anyone who wants to do this
❗
Today was a long day for her, always out all the time, by the time Red came home it was night. She was so tired, she completely forgot that Kid was inside her house. Immediately walking towards her bedroom, Red hit her head into the pillow.
It felt so nice being in her bed once again, this nap was long overdue, and she almost enjoyed every minute of it, almost. As soon as she fell asleep, her reoccurring nightmares began. Thoughts of losing her loved one was a typical thing she’d think about from time to time, but after the recursion they became much more prominent.
Tossing and turning around, a somewhat coherent speech came out.
“P-Promise... I promised... I’m n-not...I-I’m not... gonna l-let go.”
Your muse sees mine having a nightmare. Send me ‘❗’ to hear something my muse mutters in their sleep.
RP: Special Someone
thecalamitykid
So people thought she was married to boxer because of the ring she wears? Kid found that amusing and held back a chuckle as he carefully took the offered ring. “Well, ya do wear it on yer ring finger… Maybe that’s why folks think yer married to him?” Kid casually suggested as he examined the piece of jewelry. It was a nice ring, fit her style quite well. Boxer has good tastes.
He was still listening to her despite carefully looking at the ring. She was right when she said he enjoyed learning how things were made and tiny jewelry was no exception. Though her answer about how he wooed her didn’t really help him much.
“So, he just won ya over with his personality? Nothin’ fancy?… hmm. He must have one heck of a personality then! “ Then she tried to make the subject about him. “E-eh? What? N-no of course not! I ain’t got nobody like that.” He manages to stutter, shaking his head from side to side. His cheeks were matching the color of his bandanna almost.
“I mean.. I find this girl cute, but that’s all… We don’t even know eachother… I’m just wondering stuff. I don’t have a momma or poppa to tell me these things… and I’d rather not learn the hard way with too much trial and error…”
“I understand that, but it’s never really been that way between us. Thought it seemed that way to the public too.”
Sure, they’ve always been seen together most of the time. Not to mention how close she feels to him in their relationship, but marriage was never really on her mind. Seemed like a hassle to her, and she already has so much on her plate now, Red wouldn’t know what to do about planning her wedding. Of course, if Boxer did ever ask it’s not like she’d say no. For now though, she’d like to worry about other things in life.
Like about the girl Kid just mentioned he found cute.
“Aww, my boy’s crushing, and he wants my advice!”
Her face beamed, as she went to hug him. It was adorable seeing him like this, all flustered and embarrassed. Red was so excited. Wasn’t her first time being asked on love advice, but it was her first time telling someone after she’s had experience. Now she’ll be able to answer things with full confidence. She wasn’t even really sure where to start!
“Don’t worry, i’ll tell you everything I know. Just ask me a question, and I’ll answer!”
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“Shorty world? Ha! Please Kid, I’ve been in the shorty world my entire life. Seeing someone grow taller than me is nothing! Imagine being bridal carried without consent, now that’s a really tragedy.”
It’s happened several times to her, and every time she manages to get embarrassed. Red understood why people did it, but to her it felt like torture. Even her lover picked her up one time, which caused her face to get almost as red as her hair. He thought it was cute and funny, she disagreed. Thinking back on it made her even more embarrassed, Red shook her head trying to get rid of the thought before continuing on with her statement.
“Besides, even if you do tower over me you’ll still be the same Kid I’ve always known.“