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Follow Jack!
Mun: Jack
Muse: Jack Frost
Sample/Intro:
❅—- Whoa.. he felt sick. That was the first thing that registered; gut-wrenching nausea. The second thing that the synapses of his ice-wired brain connected to recall was utter indignation at the given fact that he'd just been essentially kidnapped via velvet sack. And only one singularly rotund person he was acquainted with handled sacks of such ostentatious nature.
❅—- It seemed like an eternity of fighting with the unyielding fabric from the inside of the sack, fumbling in his attempts to pry the fingers cinching the mouth of the entrapment shut through the thick, clumsy fabric. Even more frustrating and confounding, the moment that the opening seemed to give he found himself unceremoniously deposited against what he could only assume to be the floor, if the jolt of pain that the collision with it sent ricocheting up his spine was any indication. Tearing through the gaping maw of the bag with his tapered fingers, his suspicious cerulean eyes went round in astonishment as they adjusted to the garish light the outside world greeted him with to absorb the mesmerizing environment.
❅—- Given the assumption that the mystery identity of his kidnapper was the jolly old head of the legendary Guardians (a pretty safe bet in the wintry spirit's opinion), the menagerie of kaleidoscopic lights and magical din of whimsical noises marrying in his senses shouldn't have come as much of a surprise. ..but it did. To the eyes of a child, wonder was always enthralling again and again, regardless of any preconceived notions or repetitions of experience. His frigid features softened as a slew of unfamiliar faces greeted him with curious countenance, a few more significant and recognizable ones peppered among them.
❅—- The Gυαя∂ιαηѕ.
❅—- "...whoa.." He exhaled, his heavy tongue finally wrapping around a coherent thought in an incredulous mutterance, "...you gotta be kidding me..."
Hello my dear! Thank you for applying to Defense Mechanisms! Your application has been happily accepted. Just send us in the blog you'd like to use for Jack and we'll be good to go! (I'd assume you'd like to just use this one, but I like to be sure)
Take care~
-M
Follow Anna!
Anna Application~
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It had been a while since Anna had last spoken to her paintings; three months to be exact. That's not to say that she'd forgotten - they were the closest things she had to friends after all - the princess' longing for human companionship had just seemed to prod and push through all her desires until it sat noticeably as the top priority. It had been doing so ever since... That event a year ago, and the still-life captures simply weren't that great at satisfying that want anymore, so the spunky teenager had taken to bugging what little staff worked around the castle despite their obvious discomfort. That's what isolation does to you, she supposed.
The guilt had finally racked her brain that morning, which is why Anna found herself dashing down the hall like spooked mouse as she hastily attempted to gather her hair into braids, the thump, thump, thump of her springing feet making her riled strawberry-blonde hair all the more uncooperative. Of course, Anna being Anna, her eyes being focused on the hair to her side and not in front of her made it a limited time before an inevitable accident were to occur, this time involving the large staircase that Anna had totally not expected to miraculously appear under her feet as she ran. Teal eyes widened, arms flailed wildly and pink lips opened in a gasp as she tumbled off the top step, soaring into the air while the princess stared down in shock at the descending step. She closed her eyes, bracing for the impact...
...Only to land in warm, soft arms. Warm, soft, hairy arms. Anna's eyes fluttered open to gaze at her savior, her whole body freezing over when she saw a furry white thing blinking down at her. "Wha-" She opened her mouth in an expression of confusion, only to be cut off as she was shoved not-so-delicately into a sack and flung into the air for the second time that day. The blonde let out an oof! as the sack slapped to the hard floor, causing her to roll unwillingly from the open end of the bag with the force of the impact, and stopped in a position that was benefiting of a princess. Not that Anna was a particularly poised and graceful princess in the first place. Her hair - half of which was tied in a loose plait, with the other half flowing free in messy tendrils - was now even more wild than her bed hair, and her green, woolen skirt was now dusted with random pieces of lint. The princess rose to her feet, dusting her skirt and adjusting her bodice before combing her fingers through her hair in a hurried fashion, not even bothering to check her surroundings until a gruff clearing of the throat sounded from across the room, causing Anna to snap her head around and blink in shocked curiosity. Before her stood a giant rabbit, a large, intimidating bearded man, what looked to be a bird-girl hybrid, and a short man that seemed to be made entirely of golden sand. This had to be a dream, right? After gazing, silent and bug-eyed, at the four strangers, the blonde teenager shifted awkwardly before speaking out in greeting, a small flap of her hand acting as a wave. "Um.. Hi?"
Hello dear! Thank you for applying for Anna! Your application has been accepted! Just send us in the blog you'd like to use for your account and we'll be good to go!
Have a good one!
- M
Hello, just to clarify, is Anna open? She's not listed in the open characters but she's not listed in taken either. She is, however, in the female list which states that she is open, but I just want to know for sure. :)
Ah, yes she is open! Sorry, I must have forgotten to tag her! Have a good day, love! - M
Defense Mechanisms is still accepting! We’re in dire need of our six heroes and our lovely villains (but we definitely still have other spots available)! DM is an RP group centered around the fandom crossover of the Super Six, a group of unlikely heroes thrust together to quell the rising darkness and restore the world’s balance.
We would love to get any of the following characters to join us!
Hiccup Haddock, Jack Frost, Anna of Arendelle, Pitch Black, Mother Gothel, Dagur, Bunnymund, Toothiana, North, Sandy, Tuffnut, Snotlout, or Fishlegs!
If you’re interested, try checking out some of our information pages!
Home Plot General Info Characters Apply
Follow Elsa!
Elsa Application
Mun: Cherry Character: Queen Elsa
Sample:
[❅] -- The difference between Princess and Queen should have been spelled out more clearly because Elsa had not been prepared. There were one million and one things to do at all times, people to please, the parliament to entertain (and by entertain, she really did mean entertain because they were all a bunch of bumbling idiots), foreign emissaries to greet and hear out, treaties and alliances to be forged and discussed and finalized and--she'd never understood the phrase "burning from both ends" until a week into her new reign and Elsa could feel herself getting smaller, crumbling under the weight of work and responsibility.
Who knew a kingdom could be so heavy.
And then of course what she needed was another catastrophe. It came in the form of what looked like hairy giants (she'd later learn were called yetis) who, without a single coherent word, grabbed her by the waist, stuffed her into a large red sack, and then threw her (her stomach had lurched horribly) into some kind of spinning vortex only to have to her come out the other end, disoriented, furious, and on the verge of freezing over the entire planet for her anger.
She felt the sack stiffening around her as her fingers clenched, the rough material frosting over in layers and layers until it became hard enough to crack. When finally, the sack had been reduced to a fine heap of ice-dust, Elsa stood, dusting herself with all the nobility they said a queen should have, looking around for some kind of sign as to what the hell had just happened.
There was a large man--larger even than the yetis--dressed all in red and black with intricate tattoos splayed across his forearms, a jack rabbit standing on its hind legs, sporting what looked like tribal-marked cuffs and a boomerang, a small, round man hanging in midair who looked like he was made of some kind of glowing, yellow sand, sleeping, and finally a fluttering, buzzing, creature that resembled a woman, but was covered from head to toe in technicolor-ed feathers, large translucent wings moving so fast Elsa could barely see them.
Elsa had always thought she was strange, different, born with her powers as they were, and hair white as flame, but this--this was a whole new level of--strange didn't seem to do them justice.
Well, Elsa thought as the large, bearded man began to speak, walking towards her with open arms (her fingers tensed reflexively, relaxing only when she was sure none of them meant her any harm), at least she won't have to worry about fitting in.
((hope it was okay! :D))
Hello honey!
My, what a lovely writing style you have ;o; Your application is definitely accepted! Elsa is reserved for you (All ya hafta do is send the the appropriate URL you'd like to use for her) <3
I do want to mention, however, that Elsa in this verse is a pre-movie canon~ She's still got a couple years to go until her coronation!
Have a lovely day (or evening),
- M
Last question before I apply. What era is Jack Frost currently in? I assume this is not present day because everyone else is a little stuck in the past.
Haha, no problem. So, to answer you question, no it’s definitely not modern day. It’s set in the past, in such a universe where everyone would have existed at once.
- M
If applying as Jack Frost, which prompt would be used? He's a Guardian and part of the Super Six and that made me unsure which prompt to go with.
Ah, yes in this verse Jack isn’t yet a guardian. He’s being chosen alongside the other five, so you would use the Super Six prompt! Sorry for confusing you, love!
- M
Defense Mechanisms is still accepting! We’re in dire need of our six heroes and our lovely villains (but we definitely still have other spots available)! DM is an RP group centered around the fandom crossover of the Super Six, a group of unlikely heroes thrust together to quell the rising darkness and restore the world’s balance.
We would love to get any of the following characters to join us!
Hiccup, Jack Frost, Rapunzel, Elsa, Anna, Pitch Black, Mother Gothel, Dagur, Bunnymund, Toothiana, North, Sandy, Tuffnut, Snotlout, or Fishlegs!
If you’re interested, try checking out some of our information pages!
Home Plot General Info Characters Apply
Follow Rapunzel!
Rapunzel Application [also :)]
Rapunzel leaned back and admired her work. “Not bad huh, Pascal?” She grinned at the chameleon, who nodded excitedly. She picked him up in the palm of her hand and placed him gently on her shoulder. The section of wall on which she painted showed the wrinkle less face of mother, who smiled from within the beautifully coloured painting. Rapunzel smiled back, before glancing at her palette. “Oh I’m out of black paint! Wait here Pascal, I’ll be right back, ” she said as she dropped all her painting tools onto the table.
The cheerful girl ran barefoot up the stairs of the hidden tower, trailing her infinitely long blond hair behind her. Her feet slapped against the cold stone as she turned a corner and opened the chest in which she kept her spare paint. Humming a little tune to herself, she dug through a bunch of tubes before finding the right one.
"Aha!" Rapunzel exclaimed. A soft sound came from behind her. Was Mother back already? She couldn’t wait to show her the new painting! She whipped her head around but what she saw was not her mother. In fact it was not a man at all!
"Who are you? How did you find me?" Rapunzel cried out. She reached out her hand behind her desperately grasping for something, anything. Her hand closed around the black handle of a frying pan. She quickly raised it in front of her. "Wait, are you a… kangeroo?"
Bunnymund groaned, exasperated. “For the love of-” “TEETH!” Rapunzel interrupted. Well, they weren’t pointy, as such, but they were just… large… er. Okay so maybe it wasn’t such a big thing but she was quite edgy.
Before she could even react, the bunny leapt towards her and pulled a large red sack over her head. Rapunzel screamed, scratching her fingers harmlessly against the inside of the bag. “Let me out! Pascal? Mother?” Her hair wrapped itself around her limbs, her body, her head, as she struggled more and more in the sack.
Just as suddenly as she was thrown in the bag, she tumbled out. Frantically brushing her hair out of her face she untangled herself from the mess. “Woah.” The workshop was beautiful. It was of all the colours that she wished she could paint, all the magic that she had read in the books, everything she had dreamed off.
Rapunzel felt a light tap on her shoulder. She swung around, forgetting that she still had the frying pan in her hands. CLANG! Bunnymund dropped to the floor, unconscious. “Oops,” she grinned weakly.
Hi there! Thanks for applying for Rapunzel! Your application is accepted. (I'm on mobile so I apologize if this turns a little wonky!). You can just send us in the link to your blog and we'll be all set to go!
- M
would you accept new rpers eg people who make a rp blog just for this
Of course! We’ll take blogs made just for this or preexisting blogs looking to join us.
-M
App count as in how many people are currently waiting for acceptance at the moment, and if possible for which characters. (: Thanks!
We’re currently all caught up on accepting characters but we’re definitely still looking for our opens.
- M
What's the app count?
In total or in terms of how many we currently have in? In total I think itms around 13-15? And in accepted characters we have 3!
Sorry if this doesn't answer your question, Nonny!
-M
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