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@shadowxcetra
Describe yourself on anon and I'll say if I'd date you.
Age, gender, height, eye and hair color, then tell me what your favorite something (hobby, class, music, etc) and what kind of date you want to take me on.
Ready? GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
👀👀👀👀
Ooc: Tumblr has always been kind of a lonely place.
But man, it feels even lonelier. I understand I should be more patient. I wish I can tone down my enthusiasm and not take it too personally. I never take rejection too well and, ah--
Ooc: I need a quick opinion.
Is my newest OC’s design okay?
outfits that say: i’m fuckable but you will never fuck me
Ooc: I might just
crawl into a hole asdffds
Ooc: That’s what I’ve been thinking. It’s why I’ve mostly given up on FFVII and DBZ fandoms. I’ve spent years chasing after folks and I’m getting tired. I wish I could snap out of this obsession of Hazbin Hotel, I guess if all else fails maybe this experience will kill that for me. That’s partially my intention for jumping in, anyway.
I am totally open to RPing with fandomless OCs on both my blogs (I think both are now following you). I’d absolutely love to RP with monster blogs but I’m not into smut RP and not really sure where to go to meet folks.
@skullboysfinale
Ooc: So like, it’s only been barely a day since I started my HH RP blog, but I’m super nervous about not being accepted. I really want to be part of the fun, but they seem super selective. Which isn’t a bad thing. It’s just I’m never good enough.
Ooc: So like
we spent the morning chasing a mouse...
It’s okay, we managed to catch it in a box and I released it into some good, dense cover quite a ways away from the apartment building.
Ooc: I may have restarted my HH OC blog and I’m actually shaking I’m so nervous asdfghgfds
Ooc: Hey!
Please give this post a like/reblog if you’re a Hazbin Hotel or monster RP blog and are interested in RPing with a corrupted oracle-like lady!
Rules | Hazbin Hotel AU Info | FFVII AU Info
Ooc: I may be redoing my HH OC blog...
This time I’ll try to keep it. I’m trying with both Eden and Kerosene (my HH OC) because I’m not really sure what would catch folks’ attention.
Ooc: Hey!
Please give this post a like/reblog if you’re a Hazbin Hotel or monster RP blog and are interested in RPing with a corrupted oracle-like lady!
Rules | Hazbin Hotel AU Info | FFVII AU Info
Main Muse Info (FFVII)
Name: Eden Inbar
Many of the characters in the Final Fantasy Universe have unique names (such as Yazoo, Rude, and Cloud); I wanted to try to stick to that. Her father gave her the name Eden, in hopes she would be as beautiful and bountiful in blessings, but he had no intentions in her falling into sin like those within the Garden. Eden is to represent the Garden of Eden in that sense. As the story progresses, Eden gradually becomes corrupted with the jealousy and the frustration in her struggle with her heritage and identity, she betrays the Planet and what she holds dear, thus resulting in her losing that spiritual light.
Not only she represents the fall of Eden, but her story is to illustrate Judas Iscariot, the disciple who committed betrayal out of greed. Ultimately, her story is to reveal that even the most faithful can fall. However, her story is to also show the radical power of forgiveness, how it can revive the dead spirit.
The last name, Inbar, means “Amber” in Hebrew. The amber eyes are a major characteristic of Eden. They are supposed to be inherited from her Cetran roots. From what I gathered, Ancients are known to have earthy traits; an example being Aerith’s green eyes and brown hair. Eden is given amber eyes not only because it is an earthy color, but it also represents her darker motivations. Amber is the color of sap that bleeds from wounded trees; when Eden betrays the Planet, she hurts all that is connected with it such as the people, animals, plants, and trees. Their blood stains her conscience.
Race: Cetra/Cosmo Canyon Native
Appearance: Eden stands about 5’ 3’’, and has medium tan skin from her mother and father. She is also considered underweight due to her subpar hunting skills. She is not always successful in catching food; and with the gritty, bleak world Final Fantasy VII is set in, many of the population were poor and couldn’t always afford necessities. Eden is one of those who struggle greatly.
She also has various scars from her hunts and battles. Three claw marks are seen on her left collarbone; three huge, jagged scars rip over her left rib cage and reach down her side. She also has scars from a bite wound on her right arm.
I based her appearance loosely on the Egyptian and Middle Eastern backgrounds. She bears the tattoos around her eyes and on her cheeks that are iconic of Egyptian relics, and wears three piercings on both ears (a golden ring, silver stud, and silver ring), the ivory fang gauge is seen only on her left ear. Two thin, silver lip rings are on her bottom lip.
There is also a tattoo on her left wrist, hidden beneath her arm covering. It is a small sun symbol with two eagle feathers. It’s to honor her late mother.
Each of the eight thin braids, each braid held together by a gold band. Her bangs are long, angled, messy, and jagged.
The choker she wears around her neck is hemp braided with a gun-metal, swirled tribal pendant that loosely resembles a beast’s paw. The dark satchel strapped to her hip often carries sleep materia and other small items she can manage to stuff in. She also has hazel eyes, to give an indication of her connection to the Planet. She also wears baggy, acid-stained jeans and furry boots.
From what I gathered from Cetra (Ancients) depicted from the Temple, they resonate with an appearance of those from Egypt and the surrounding area. I am aware that Aerith does not look as exotic (light skin tone, no eye markings) but I wanted to try to reflect what the Cetra ancestors may have looked, or intended to look.
Personality: Eden can be cunning, and she relies on this trait when facing a troubling situation; often choosing to stick to the shadows and tricks rather than facing someone head-on. Eden can’t stand the thought of losing control and is known to fight viciously and dirty when cornered. Preferring to be quiet and simply observe, she struggles with social interactions, especially first time meetings. She is paranoid towards others, thus she doesn’t trust easily. The woman is also victim to envy, as she can become very jealous towards those who are more skilled or more blessed than she is. She broods quietly instead of talking about her problems; and can seem dishonest, selfish, and stubborn.
However, towards those who grow close to her heart, she becomes protective and does her best to be dependable. The Ancient becomes more playful to those she loves and often becomes touchy-feely with them. She is rather insecure, due to her fear of the LifeStream and belief that she is cursed, and often looks towards intimacy as a means to help combat with her insecurities.
Parents:
Her father’s name is Cassiel, which is the name of the archangel of tears and solitude in the Kabbalah. He is an Ancient, and because of his heritage, he questions and fears of what the voices will do to him. Because of his fear, He tries not to get involved with the Planet’s troubles, despite the Planet’s urgings for him to act.
Her mother’s name is Nizhoni, which I found means “Beautiful” in Navajo. She is a Cosmo Canyon native, and a passionate supporter of AVALANCHE and the Planet. She tries to give as much as she can to support their cause.
Timeline:
Crisis Core, Original FFVII game/ FFVII remake:
It has been two years since her father’s death and Eden grows even more restless and unable to remain alone within the wilds. Upon her travels she heard some residents in Kalm speak of Midgar being “a place for heroes”. If a city could turn anyone into heroes, perhaps an easier way of life would be possible for her. While this was one of her reasons to come to Midgar, it wasn’t the only one. The very mention of the name “Midgar” stirred something deep within. It was like a prick of uncertainty, rousing an urgency to find something there. It made the feverish buzz of the spirits sharpen into mourning, which turned into outright screaming when “ShinRa” was ever spoken. Eden didn’t want to admit the Planet was also an influence to her entering the city.
Eden quickly realizes there was no desire for a hunter within the urban chaos and finds herself beneath the Plate. She discovers a means to making essentials accessible, however, as she turns towards Wall Market. She spends the late nights lurking along the streets, seeking out and luring potential victims who already had quite a bit of liquor and were on their way to the Honey Bee Inn or to other bars. She gives them the promise of a passionate good time, only to bring them out of public sight to either use Sleep materia on them or simply knock them out. These victims are then left among rubble and shade with their gil and valuables stolen. The repeated kidnappings and theft lead to her receiving the alias “Jackal” and though those of power have yet to pin down her identity, her luck is quickly running out with each risky attempt.
Through all this, the Planet’s ghostly echoes continue to haunt her. They hiss and seize her mind, pushing her to look for something, or someone. They urge her to search for this soul within the Slums, as well as keep a watchful eye upon those who are loyal to ShinRa. The relentless battle against the whispers comes to a head when she stumbles upon those called AVALANCHE and she is swept into the conflict between the freedom fighters and ShinRa.
Midst the storm of violence and escape, Eden discovers the one the Planet pushed for her to find: Aerith. Immediately she is fascinated and fearful of the fellow Cetra, and struggles between looking to her for guidance or continuing her fierce resistance to it all. She finds that not only is Aerith able to find comfort in these voices, but has given her far greater power.
This fuels Eden’s envy, she couldn’t understand why all she could hear are distorted, devilish whispers than supposedly familiar souls. Soon Eden comes to the idea that the Planet has truly condemned her to endure the curse of their bloodline, while Aerith receives the blessings of it. Eden becomes enraptured by Sephiroth’s displays of control and words and in secret decides to side with him in hopes to gain some of that power. She sabotages AVALANCHE’s efforts to capture Sephiroth whenever able.
Eventually, Aerith confides in her the plan of saving the Planet. Eden encourages Aerith to go to the Ancient City alone, knowing that a trap would be waiting for her there. Once she witnesses Aerith’s death and her betrayal is revealed, however, Eden realizes her hands are stained not just of Cetran blood, but the blood of her allies and of all those who depend on the Planet. That was the only time the Planet fell truly silent for her.
Rules
This blog welcomes original characters, canon characters, alternates of canon characters, and anyone who would like to roleplay.
- Both the mun and muse are over the age of 18. I will NOT roleplay any NSFW themes with anyone under that age. I will ask for the mun’s and muse’s ages if they are not explicitly there on the blog’s page, be honest with me.
- That said, this blog explores themes that can be incredibly dark (such as violence, gore, morally questionable subject matter), if any of these make anyone uncomfortable, please let me know and I will make accommodations to assure you do not see them. These will be tagged and put under read-mores, or simply “fade-to-black” to skip, but be aware of these things could be mentioned. Where and how the threads of explicit controversial material will continue will be discussed with RP partners beforehand.
- I have given the sexual themes some thought and decided to allow some of it. Eden is a sensual character who finds using intimacy and carnal pleasure as comfortable avenues when approaching someone she thinks she can take advantage of. There will be intimate touching, language, and scenarios. However, graphic smut is still restricted. If the thread goes that direction, smut will be skipped with “fade to black” and the thread continuing after the act.
In short, light sex-related asks and suggestive/intimate threads and posts are allowed, I just won’t write detailed smut on here.
In short, light sex-related asks and suggestive/intimate threads and posts are allowed, I just won’t write detailed smut on here.
- I don’t follow reblog karma. I will respect others that ask for reblog karma and do my best to reblog from the source or give back in some way. However, please feel free to reblog memes from me. You don’t gotta send anything in return.
- If you want to RP with me, please have some information on your muse either on your blog or be able to tell me some about them. I want to get to know the muse some before RPing with them.
- Please remember what my muse thinks and says are not a reflection of how I am as a person. Eden is kind of a villain and tends to be untrusting and lash out at most. Please don’t take it personally.
- If I have not replied to a thread, please don’t be afraid to poke me. I don’t mind being asked every once in a while (I appreciate it actually), but please don’t so excessively.
- Please do not send me copy/pasted chain messages like “List five things you like and send this to 10 of your followers”. While I understand and appreciate the kind intentions behind it, I just don’t feel comfortable sending a copy/pasted message to followers.
- This is a multi-ship blog. Each relationship occurs in its own alternate universe and will not interfere with others.
-Even though this is a multi-ship and multi-verse blog, that doesn’t mean Eden will always have romantic relations with others. I welcome all types of relationships whether it be platonic, antagonistic, anything.
- You DO NOT have to try to match my post lengths. I tend to ramble when trying to convey my character’s feelings and reactions. All I ask is just give me something to go on.
- I allow some powerplay WITHIN REASON. That doesn’t mean you can overpower or do whatever you want with my muse. If you need something big, like a severe injury, to happen, ask for my permission first.
hello, hello, hello! this is a masterlist for hazbin hotel roleplayers! all you need to do to be added is reblog this post with the following in the tags.
* your muse(s) and whether you’re a multimuse/oc.
* edit: now includes a discord rp server!
Hazbin Hotel AU: The Broken Oracle
Age at death: Early 30’s
Death cause: Killed by a gang member
Demon type: Jackal and Ouija board-inspired demon
Appearance: She maintains much of her human form. However small, silvery speckles are scattered across her skin, mirroring constellations found commonly in astrology. Her long, dark hair takes on an ashen ombre on the ends, and her amber eyes take on a brilliant glow and diamond-shaped pupils. Tattoos of the sun and moon are visible on her shoulder blades, with a tattoo of a planchette below the back of her neck. Scars of her struggles as a hunter and con artist are showed upon her skin, though she tries to try to cover those ripping around her right forearm. Those being the ones earned from her fight that led to her father’s death. Large dark jackal ears poke out from her thick mane and a straggly jackal tail trails behind her knees. Eden also possesses razor-like teeth and claws in this verse.
Backstory: Having grown up in the backwoods of Colorado, Eden was incredibly sheltered from the complicated and harsh workings of the world. After the death of her mother Nizhoni, her father Cassiel feared that he and his child were cursed by what he believed to be demons. He sought to protect Eden by fleeing from civilization and trying to make life for themselves in the wilderness. He taught her everything he knew, from reading and math, how to hunt and survive in the woodlands, and to never trust the voices that haunt both their minds.
As Eden reached her late 20’s, Cassiel’s paranoia worsened into eventual madness. Quickly the powerful hunter Eden once knew withered into a frail husk, lost in his darkness. Eden tried to keep things going, by caring for her father and taking up the responsibilities he once did nonstop. Trying to keep up grew even more difficult as her father started wandering, making her trips to hunt much less frequent in fear that he could put himself in danger. The need to gather food grew too strong after a few days, and realizing her father needed to eat soon, Eden tried slipping out as he slept. Her fear exploded into terrifying reality as she got home with a couple rabbits and found Cassiel missing from his bed.
Eden tore through the night-shrouded trees, amber eyes wild with panic. Her aimless chase fell to an abrupt, stomach-wrenching halt as she heard a shaky scream just over the small hill. She raced atop of it to find Cassiel hunkered by a stony ledge, his trembling hand gripping at his now bloodied arm. Just opposite of him was the thorny brush he stumbled out of. Shreds of his shirt could be seen hanging from the long thorns. Eden called out to him, rushing over the undergrowth to meet with him. She was only a few feet away when he cried out again.
“Devil!” His rasping words echoed over the thickening air. His eyes locked upon Eden, but they lacked the stern warmth she dearly missed. The outburst stopped her, and though she tried to calmly reason with him, Cassiel only grew more enraged. He screamed, swearing that the evil spirits would not fool him by masking themselves as his daughter before he lunged forward. Stunned, Eden’s body withdrew, her hands reaching out to try and hold him back from attacking. She grappled with the man, swearing and crying out for him to realize what he was doing. His calloused hand gripped around her throat, and before she could catch herself, Eden sprung into action. Her leg shot out, plunging into his concave stomach and breaking his hold. She shoved forward, desperate to get distance from him.
Exhausted and delirious, Eden lifted her attention back towards Cassiel, only to see he was gone. What if—Her blood turned into ice. She scrambled forward, her eyes wide with horror as they gazed over the ledge. Her father laid sprawled below; splatters of his blood sparsely sprayed upon the boulders he fell against. Had she done that? She didn’t pause to wonder. Eden tumbled after him, wincing when her aching body crumpled against her attempts to stand and climb down. Adrenaline pushed her forward, numbing her from the dirt and clotted blood that matted her wounds. Her hands cupped her father’s face, and the instant she met with his frozen, blank stare, she knew he was gone. Tears and sobbing curses spilled from her, and it was at that moment Eden forsake any faith she had left in what she once hoped to be guardian spirits. Those voices became mournful and sharp, his curse had fully passed on to her.
It was the sheer grace of whatever being left to care that she managed to survive the fight. Though she still struggled to heal fully, Eden could no longer live among the forest that had once been her world. Her naiveté lead her to the stories of people making their lives in large cities like New York. If they could escape from their darkness and live better lives, surely she could. Her rosy dreams crashed the instant she finally set foot upon the gray, littered streets of the city. There was no need for a hunter in this massive concrete world and before she knew it, Eden found herself within the fallen, crime-ridden slums. She turned her skills of hunting towards urban life. Instead of going after potential game animals, she went after sex-driven drunks who couldn’t keep a hold of their money. With the right words and touches, Eden discovered it was possible to lure these lost souls from the flickering street lights; only to knock them out and steal everything valuable upon them. Not only did she seek to trick others into thinking they are about to have a good time, she posed as a fortune-teller during the daylight hours, to those of the less rugged, tourist-laden areas.
Life remained incredibly difficult, but her repeated kidnappings and theft made affording most necessities possible. After a few years of this lifestyle, Eden builds up a reputation of being the “Jackal”: A mysterious soul that sought out and spirited away those foolish enough to follow her. Her identity of being the Jackal was soon revealed when she attempts to take another victim, this time a member of one of the city’s gangs. He managed to fight back, and as Eden ran to preserve her own life, his comrades tracked her down and killed her within the abandoned apartment building she claimed as her own.
She awoke upon filthy streets once again, however, these were covered with the blood and detritus of other sinners. Bewildered and lost, Eden stumbles deeper into the hellish realm, slowly realizing that the voices were no longer just within her head but now were all around.
Where she goes next is very open-ended. She could seek out the Hotel in hopes to escape what she deems to be purgatory or stumble upon other condemned, more dangerous souls.
☀️ I want to rp with you, but I’m not sure how
Ooc: Hi! I wanna RP with you too! I’m just not sure how to get started myself. ;u;
If you wanna throw any of your muses at me and we can wing it from there? Or maybe we can chat a bit to see where we wanna start? I think if I give Eden an AU that’s outside FFVII it might help
