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So now that I'm actually semi active on this blog, I'm curious as to how many would actually wish for a starter if I were to offer such. So if any of you have any interest in pursuing such, it'd be wonderful if you could message me so we could get something started potentially ^^
I'll be on the look out for some good starter prompt posts so we could work something out there, so...yah, stuff.
Online and ready to shine
Reblog if you're okay with other characters developing crushes on your characters.
Just to let people know that you will not be upset or uncomfortable if their characters do develop crushes and act/make advances to your characters! Also if you’re okay with certain characters but not others than please specify!  (◡‿◡)
Who do you think you are, showing up like you BELONG in this fandom? get out. Right now. Pack up shop and Moooooooooooooooooooooove along!
Off anon hate hmmmmmmm?
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Is that how you treat someone getting back into an rp verse?Â
Baby it's cold outside || Open starter
"Damn, it’s too cold for this!"
Fiona had, amazingly, lost her keys.
Good fucking job, scout leader.
"Damn it, I shoulda brought my coat!" She pouted, crossing her arms.
Hopefully, a student would come by soon. And she hoped REALLY soon.
It was already cold, but earlier today, when she checked the weather, she heard it was going to snow.
The grey clouds showed good signs for it.
"Ahhh, can someone help me before I freeze!?"
The red haired male released a long breath, the air turning to a fine cloud of gray from the chill of the surrounding temperature. He smiled, letting out a slight chuckle as his eyes of emerald closing in the little bliss that had formed. When a familiar voice rang, a single ear twitched, a brief grunt of question escaping him as his eyes narrowed, averting to where he had pinpointed the source of the noise.Â
"Hello?" Soren asked simply, walking across a patch of grass that has begun to succumb to the frost of the Winter season. When he rounded a corner, uncaring of the volume of his steps upon the delicate ice, his smile came forth once again, "No..." A low laugh came from him and his hand lifted high in the air, the other raising to cup the side of his lips to escalate the volume of his gentle growl of a voice, "YO, COTTON CANDY!"
I'll get a more official start before too long, currently I am working on re-initiating myself into the community as a whole and I should be able to work out some more open rps before long. ^^
"For myself personally I’d find it more enjoyable to most concerts," He brought his fingers over the tip of the cup, raising it then to his lips to take a sip, lowering it before speaking again, "Then again I am rather partial to balls and masquerade dances as a whole, so I am, of course, biased."
"i figured you were a masquerade person, nii-san." commented the singer. her eyes clouded in thought as she imagined it "hmmm…"
"Simply how I am I suppose," His upper lip moved over the mouth of the cup once more as his shoulder rose to a slight shrug, After taking a sip, he brought his gaze, which closed to enjoy the drink, to the other, "How is your imagination treating such a scenario?"
Slender fingers brought the kettle to the table away from the hot plate, then moving with a forefinger and thumb to grab the tip of the lid of the small container, revealing several white cubes that sparkles slightly with the light directly hitting them. The psychologist moved a small finger full of four sugar cubes into the dark drink before speaking once more, “I’d say the chances improve roughly…sixty-eight percent.”
the singer giggled “i’ll see what i can do. it sounds like it’d be a good idea, at least.”
"For myself personally I'd find it more enjoyable to most concerts," He brought his fingers over the tip of the cup, raising it then to his lips to take a sip, lowering it before speaking again, "Then again I am rather partial to balls and masquerade dances as a whole, so I am, of course, biased."
"Oh?" An arm rose to the cupboard level with the man’s head, he then moving to withdraw a small cup with a white lid matching the rest of the dining set, "And how is that going for you? Perhaps a masquerade to be arranged?"
"ooooh! that sounds neat!" gasped the singer excitedly. "i’ll have to ask around on that!"
The man quickly turned about forty five degrees to his right, the dirty blond ponytail ending with a curl behind him swaying as he did so. He brought his hands to the kettle, pouring the liquid into a tea cup that was set beside it, "If you are to arrange for such I may actually attempt to attend."Â
Slender fingers brought the kettle to the table away from the hot plate, then moving with a forefinger and thumb to grab the tip of the lid of the small container, revealing several white cubes that sparkles slightly with the light directly hitting them. The psychologist moved a small finger full of four sugar cubes into the dark drink before speaking once more, "I'd say the chances improve roughly...sixty-eight percent."
"i keep it a secret… i mean it’d just sound silly, don’t you think?" asked the singer
"Not overly so when you’re fairly close with a somewhat renown forensic and therapeutic psychologist." The blond spoke simply, then turning his body as to move the kettle onto the still red hot plate.
the singer’s lips twitched up in a smile “right. still, i tend to keep it a secret.” she said. “as for right now, i’ve been working on a small halloween performance for school.”
"Oh?" An arm rose to the cupboard level with the man’s head, he then moving to withdraw a small cup with a white lid matching the rest of the dining set, "And how is that going for you? Perhaps a masquerade to be arranged?"
"ooooh! that sounds neat!" gasped the singer excitedly. "i’ll have to ask around on that!"
"i keep it a secret… i mean it’d just sound silly, don’t you think?" asked the singer
"Not overly so when you’re fairly close with a somewhat renown forensic and therapeutic psychologist." The blond spoke simply, then turning his body as to move the kettle onto the still red hot plate.
the singer’s lips twitched up in a smile “right. still, i tend to keep it a secret.” she said. “as for right now, i’ve been working on a small halloween performance for school.”
"Oh?" An arm rose to the cupboard level with the man's head, he then moving to withdraw a small cup with a white lid matching the rest of the dining set, "And how is that going for you? Perhaps a masquerade to be arranged?"
"a scare here or there toward the end of one or two of my bigger shows, but no, not really!" molly answered. "and no one but you knows about it but you, right?"
"Am I?" He replied simply, his sharp gaze remaining upon the other’s, "I have spoken not of word of it to any, nothing more than documentation of it personally within the filing cabinets. It is your word alone that would have spread such."
"i keep it a secret… i mean it’d just sound silly, don’t you think?" asked the singer
"Not overly so when you're fairly close with a somewhat renown forensic and therapeutic psychologist." The blond spoke simply, then turning his body as to move the kettle onto the still red hot plate.
A brief soft laugh escaped the blond, who brought his free hand to the pocket of his slacks, “But of course, such an ability is something that is unique to you and unforgettable, contributing greatly to the emotional bond to and quality of your voice.And while I realize well that you do this merely for your own personal reasons of adoration for the art, it is something reasonable to enjoy the presence of a fan base and to have recognition for what it is you do. You haven’t had any accidents while in such a state recently, have you?”
"a scare here or there toward the end of one or two of my bigger shows, but no, not really!" molly answered. "and no one but you knows about it but you, right?"
"Am I?" He replied simply, his sharp gaze remaining upon the other's, "I have spoken not of word of it to any, nothing more than documentation of it personally within the filing cabinets. It is your word alone that would have spread such."
"Well, it is only fair for traveling to take a large amount of energy from a person after so long of doing such. At a particular point the freshness of a new region can be overwhelmed by the need to something consistent as well as a fair deal of rest." One hand lightly motioned towards the girl as the psychologist spoke, "It is good though that popularity has only grown in that time, quite fortunate indeed."
"well, i’m not in this to be popular. i just like singing. you of all people should know that, nii-san." pointed out the singer with a smile "but it has helped me perfect control over that "ability" of mine. remember?"
A brief soft laugh escaped the blond, who brought his free hand to the pocket of his slacks, "But of course, such an ability is something that is unique to you and unforgettable, contributing greatly to the emotional bond to and quality of your voice.And while I realize well that you do this merely for your own personal reasons of adoration for the art, it is something reasonable to enjoy the presence of a fan base and to have recognition for what it is you do. You haven't had any accidents while in such a state recently, have you?"
"France was quite enjoyable," Spoke the man as he brought his gaze down to the other, his posture then adjusting as he brought a single hand to the counter behind him, moving to a lean against it, "I enjoyed many of the fine delicacies for the culinary aspect of the nation. Particularly I sampled a fair deal of breads as well as the cheeses and a few pastas that were unique to certain restaurants in the area I stayed. As far as the Eiffel Tower, I had made one encounter with it, though it was rather dense with tourists under most circumstances, so I made some effort to avoid it usually."
"lucky! i’ve never even been to france!” said the girl. “french food is supposed to be some of the best in the world, and the view from the tower is supposed to be breathtaking! i’ve always wanted to go!”
she finished her tea and set down her cup and saucer
"i’ve been performing at a lot of conventions. been building a bit of a reputation. it was tiring, so it’s good to be out of all that and get a break"
"Well, it is only fair for traveling to take a large amount of energy from a person after so long of doing such. At a particular point the freshness of a new region can be overwhelmed by the need to something consistent as well as a fair deal of rest." One hand lightly motioned towards the girl as the psychologist spoke, "It is good though that popularity has only grown in that time, quite fortunate indeed."
"thanks!"
the singer took the cup and took a sip, enjoying the warm tea
"mmmm…~ this tastes great!" she said, taking another sip, smiling. "how was france? ooh! did you see the eiffel tower?!”
"France was quite enjoyable," Spoke the man as he brought his gaze down to the other, his posture then adjusting as he brought a single hand to the counter behind him, moving to a lean against it, "I enjoyed many of the fine delicacies for the culinary aspect of the nation. Particularly I sampled a fair deal of breads as well as the cheeses and a few pastas that were unique to certain restaurants in the area I stayed. As far as the Eiffel Tower, I had made one encounter with it, though it was rather dense with tourists under most circumstances, so I made some effort to avoid it usually."
