my time is now.

Independent RP blog for the character, Liu Bei, from the Dynasty Warriors franchise. Please read the rules and guidelines before interacting/following! [Low activity, semi-selective & penned by Meredeth]

[straw-jordans]

“This day brings me with unease.”

[xiaozhisama]

“I think today is the day I properly confront my sister and make up for lost time. Glances of pure hatred from me have to be so hard on her.”

[straw-jordans]

Splendid, Fa Zheng! What a great step you are taking to reconcile with your sister. I will give you my strongest support towards this journey!

Come to think of it, Fa Zheng, I don’t recall you ever mentioning you had a sibling.

[ it clicks. he realises what day it is. ]

... Oh.

[fleetxfooted-deactivated2019103]

               Gotta do what I gotta do.

                                          R U N  F A S T!

Independent blog for Zhou Cang of Dynasty Warriors

Veteran Roleplayer for eight or nine years

Been here on Tumblr since March 2014

All lengths are accepted

Crossovers Encouraged and willing to try and fit character into any verse, unless I’m unfamiliar with it

Mun and Muse are over eighteen so NSFW is allowed

Allows random memes, roleplay starters, ect, even if we haven’t talked yet

[straw-jordans]

wuyinflower:

“My niece,” her fingers tightened around the string of the bow, weapon lowering in the slightest, though not letting down her guard lest he reach for his own weapons. 

          “Return her home.”

Liu Bei took a deep breath to remain calm. Was this really happening now? Just when he thought he could catch a break. Still, he remained composed and showed no hostility towards Xialiao. “Your niece...? Forgive me, I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

[straw-jordans]

wuyinflower:

“Indeed,” mused as she kept her weapon raised; bow drawn as she stepped closer cautiously,  “return her to me–to the kingdom in which she belongs.”

Taken back by surprise, Liu Bei’s eyes grew wide and he raised his hand up, indicating his apparent surrender. “With all due respect-- what on Earth are you talking about?!”

[straw-jordans]

“I... may have overexerted myself.” 

[wuyinflower]

       i'll          take          two          times          the          misery                            &       HALF        THE       GLORY         if  it  meant  you'd  be  the  champion  of  the  story         & I’ll take two times the agony  &  half the wonder        if     it     meant    you'd    get    twice    the     thunder

                            PRIVATE ◦ SELECTIVE ◦ ORIGINAL CHARACTER                                 XIAHOU XIALIAO FOR THE DYNASTY WARRIORS                                 SERIES.     PLEASE      REVIEW      THE      RULES                                  BEFORE       FOLLOWING      &      INTERACTIONS

[straw-jordans]

[Okay so like I’ve been drowning in school work and I’ll be coming up with some more open starters (and replies to the people I owe replies to) but I just have to say: @bignastydong wins most hilarious username, straw-jordans could never get on that level.]

[xiaozhisama]

kan-ankoku:

jotouka:

hao-shuiyin:

kanudono:

“My lonely days are over…”

“– and life is like a song.” 

“Lord Guan, Lord Liu Bei has—”

“O-oh no! I’m so sorry for interrupting! Carry on!”

“Taohua, did you find my f–”

“Oh.”

“Lady Xu, Young Master Guan, I really don’t want to hear Master Liu Bei’s mouth about the lack of one God of War at the-”

“Well then. That explains things. Come along, Young Master Guan, Lady Xu. We’ll postpone the war council.”

[straw-jordans]

“There you all are! I was wondering what was taking so l--”

“Oh! Brother, Sister, please, forgive me-- Fa Zheng, we should... postpone the council meeting.” 

[straw-jordans]

“I prefer hard boiled eggs. I like how convenient and portable they are during long travels.”

[xiaozhisama]

“Oh good. It’s quiet now.”

[straw-jordans]

“Did something happen, Fa Zheng?”

[straw-jordans]

chouhi:

While most of his words sound like unintelligible gibberish thanks to the splashing water, Yide does hear him mention the people loudly and clearly. Was that why he was here ? If he wasn’t weaving footwear for the peasants, he was providing them with food. That didn’t phase Yide in the slightest. “ Oh, brother. “ He let out an exasperated sigh, his hand reaching to pinch the bridge of his nose.

Just as he is about to make a comment, the frenzied animal decided to pull Xuande down into the water. Although later historians might find it funny that the King of Hanzhong died after a pitched fight with a fish, for the sake of the present Yide couldn’t let that happen. He lets his feet enter the cold water, his eyes focused on the source of disturbance. Every now then and one of the two would surface only to be pulled back down by the other, he wasn’t that concerned with the fish but … what would Xuande say if they lost it? If only there was something that he could do to get them both out-

He feels something gently poke the side of his knee, his head jerks downards to notice the fishing pole Xuande had been using. He wonders…. did the fish still have the hook in it’s mouth ? 

Almost effortlessly, he pulls back the rod only to watch his brother and the creature that was giving so much trouble fly upwards and out of his view. Moments later, a loud thud and one ‘oof’ help to indicate where Xuande landed. At least he wasn’t hurt… hopefully.

Yide returned to the land, only to find his brother leaning against a tree and their prize still wriggling on the ground. That was one tough fish.

“ Sheesh, I think I reeled that one in a bit too hard. You okay there ? ”

Thanks to Zhang Fei's help, the mighty fish was successfully caught. Liu Bei was soaked, and the weight of the water that was absorbed into his clothes kept him from getting back up, so he remained seated on the ground, leaning his back against the tree. He couldn't help but stare, wide-eyed in awe of the fish wriggling for its life in front of him. If Liu Bei had to estimate, it was probably 270 centimeters and maybe between 180 to 270 kilograms. He smiled proudly, and was excited to get the fish back to the castle to cook and feed his army.

"Yes, I'm fine, Yide. Thank you for your help." Liu Bei commended his sworn brother as he managed to get back on his feet after a few minutes of sitting and wrung excess water out of his clothes. "That was... an adventure!"

Liu Bei was still feeling the adrenaline rush, unable to contain his joy. "Why, we should come out to fish more often, while the weather is still warm! I think it would be beneficial, not just for gathering food, but to raise positive morale--"

He paused, feeling a sudden unease.

“Achoo!”

That didn’t sound good. Liu Bei decided his fishing adventure was done for the day. Now, it was time to deliver the fish back home. 

“Forgive me, Yide, I will need your assistance once more.” 

[straw-jordans]

I just wanted to make a note-- I have DW9, but sadly haven’t had much time to invest in it because I’m a full-time student (and I also work part-time) and so, real life trumps fun life, so if your character is from DW9, my response will be slow (as if I wasn’t already a slow responder) because I want to respond accordingly to your character, should there be any possible significance (relationship) to Liu Bei via linkage to his acquaintances or enemies. I promise I’m not purposely ignoring anyone, I just want to get responses as accurately down as I can! 

[straw-jordans]

chouhi:

A couple of harried-looking maids instructed him to follow the path that would eventually lead him to the lake. Figures that he would try out something else with his work station being barred shut. Still, fishing ? He can’t recall his brother ever bringing up the activity in a fond matter. Perhaps Yide didn’t know Xuande as much as he thought he did. 

Yet it isn’t too out of the question, someone of Xuande’s easy going nature could get behind the concept of relaxing the whole day, waiting for something to bite. Unfortunately, he himself didn’t possess that kind of patience. But he was willing to give it a try, if only for Xuande’s sake.

The recent events such as Yunchang’s departure to Fan castle, and their successful attempt at kicking Cao Cao out of Hanzhong must have taken a toll on his mental state. It was nice to see Xuande be less… selfless than he usually is. Let Zhuge Liang take care of internal and domestic affairs for a day, what could go wrong ?

He doesn’t have to wait long to get his answer. Just a few feet ahead of him, Yide gets to observe the most embarrassing - yet also hilarious - fate befall a ruler; wrestling for dominance with a fish in ice cold water. His brother was lucky that he was the only one there to witness it. If the commoners saw him in this situation, he would lose support fast.

“ Xuande, what the hell are you doing ? ”

Liu Bei did not mind the cold water in the slightest (in fact, his adrenaline rush from somewhat successfully catching his fish prevented him from actually feeling anything); as long as he was able to bring back a good meal to the army, he was content; he would do it all over again for his people.

He rose up from the water, holding down his catch of the day with his arms around it; his catch was most definitely a fish - a massive fish. It was wriggling, trying to escape from Liu Bei’s grasp. While trying to keep the massive fish from getting away, Liu Bei heard a loud (and familiar) voice; he turned his focus away from the fish (while maintaining his grip) and saw that Zhang Fei was close by.

“Yide! Thank goodness, you are here! I need your help!” Zhang Fei was the perfect man for the job. With his mighty strength, Liu Bei knew Zhang Fei could assist him in getting the fish onto land. “Look, Yide, think of how many people we can feed– gah!” 

Another splash.

The fish (with a mind of its own) decided to submerge itself into the water, dragging Liu Bei down with it once more; and so, the wrestling match between man and fish continued... who would be the victor this time around? 

[straw-jordans]

Feeling restless, Liu Bei decided fishing would calm him down. Being the leader of Shu was not all fun and games; Liu Bei acknowledged this, but he could no longer do nothing while the chaos spread. His love and compassion for the people and the land greatly trumped over any stress and anxiety he felt with the title of ruler. Still, he needed to take care of himself.

At first, he headed towards his special work station, where all the straw was collected, but the handmaidens (and even the soldiers) barricaded the entrance, and insisted their lord try something else because they knew he would spend hours weaving and they were running out of space to store sandals. His subordinates were well-intended, and Liu Bei understood they only wanted what was best for him (and their sanity).

So there he was, under the sun, sitting by the water with his fishing rod in his hands, waiting for fish to bite while taking in the serene scenery: very green trees, water clear as day and the sounds of happy singing birds. He inhaled the fresh air, and exhaled every ounce of restlessness felt in his bones. Liu Bei was content in his quiet, happy space.

The calm was interrupted when the fishing line made movements, and he realised fish bit onto his bait. Quickly (and excitedly), Liu Bei used his strength to pull the fish in, but it was strong-- unusually strong. Liu Bei figured it must be a big fish-- which meant he could feed servings to the army. Realising this, Liu Bei's determination grew; he was going to bring that fish in.

"Oh--!"

Splash!

Whatever monster caught onto the bait proved to be superior in strength compared to Liu Bei, because it managed to pull him from land and into the water. Fish: one, Liu Bei: zero. 

[straw-jordans]

...hola B)

你好!

[thekingofsadness]

Starter for @straw-jordans

OK seriously though before we start, I just gotta say. STRAW JORDANS? That automatically wins best blog name. I don’t make the rules, I just preach them XD

His father was a talented man. He was a passionate, strong willed man, capable of winning over hearts. His best skill by far however was his ability to weave. His fingers were dexterous, working into a natural, quick rhythm as he took up straw after straw. It was mesmerising to watch. But watch, so far, was all that Liu Shan could do for his attempts to replicate his father’s straw weaving was abysmal.

“Oh I’ll never get this right. How are you able to do this so easily, father?”

[straw-jordans]

“It just takes practice, and a lot of patience, my son.” Liu Bei placed a comforting hand over the young man’s shoulder. “When I was a young boy, I broke many straws practicing this art; that was because I was too eager to perfect this skill.” Liu Bei could recall his days actually crying from frustration when he was not able to weave like his father and grandfather; they would laugh at the young Liu Bei, not to mock him, but because his efforts were strong and his cheeks would turn beet red; they  found it cute. That was a story to be told another time. “I understand that patience is a lot to ask for, however.” Liu Bei admitted. One of his brothers was Zhang Fei,  after all. “Here, would you like me to show you again?”