A man was wandering the neutral grounds between the kingdoms. He had big wings of a golden eagle and a crown.
“If I was Xan, where would I be? God, there are so many places he could be. Guess I’ll start with that arena and the beach” *He signed and started walking to the arena*
*Owain frowns beneath his mask and tilts his head before approaching the stranger.*
“Who are you?”
(@blue-kingdom-not-a-cat)
Avid jumps, startling slightly at the sound of a stranger approaching. He quickly straightens his posture and tries a to pretend his smile isn't shaky, though it's clear that he's intimidated by the armor.
The tv turns on abruptly, dust being blown away by the blinding light
“BREAKING NEWS! I’m back! Asks are open! Will be posting on regularly! Especially after the streams commence! Thank you for waiting!” The bat explained joyfully
OOC: Bat is not tied to either side, just existing chaotically! More updates soon
A very excited Cherri runs up to Kitty, excitedly holding out a dead fish towards paw. She noticeably doesn’t hold it with her bare hands, instead using a large leaf in order to protect her clothing and skin.
“ Kitty ! Kitty look what I got you !!, ” she beams
- @princessofsoluna
*Kitty immediately grew excited, purr's attention captured as she snatched the prey in his paws and scampered up the closest tree to protect it from being stolen, giggling lightly as it was turned around and observed, then squirreled into their bundle.*
"Oh joyous day, very good catch princess, very good."
*With the gift secured, mew hopped back down onto Cherri's level and began to gleefully bounce about as to regulate their excitement.*
"You are growing into a great monarch. No longer a helpless little kitten, unlike many of the kittens here who cannot hunt for themselves."
To the people of the Kingdom, or to those who may come across my message,
I am Ser Bek of House Yamon! A valiant knight of the Red Kingdom. Quite frankly, I am not used to anything other than writing via pigeon, but I will keep my wits about me! It can not be so hard.
I, for the benefit of the Red Kingdom, will work hard to.. what am I doing exactly, sire? Ah, right, to talk out my feelings while keeping an eye out for any funny business. So, I implore you to take a seat and perhaps.. listen to some of my writings?
- Ser Bek
Last updated: 25/06/2026
‘‘ You with the dark curls, you with the watercoloured eyes... ’’
OOC:
- Hey hey, you can call me May. Or Maysie. Or Jester. Or Jess... I got a lot of names!
- I do not have a main tumblr to link here, but I am Muppetjester on tiktok.
- I've never ran a rp blog before, so any tips are appreciated. I also may be a little rusty when it comes to roleplaying. I've ran some rp twitters in the past but I've usually played them as the character having social media, rather than a roleplay, so we'll see how this goes! Perhaps I'll do a mix :]
- For the most part, I'm open to anything! Idm crossovers, ocs, or anyone interacting. Idm ships, though it's clear I have a preference (Eloise blogs pls exist and pls interact!!!) Plus I think Ser Bek is wlw. Just no like NSFW ig.
- I might make another blog for when Pantheon comes out so, hey, keep an eye out! I'll be sure to update to say when I do.
*A young girl wanders through the forest, collecting the flowers she finds as she hums a tune. Not paying attention to her surroundings at all, she would be quite the easy target…*
It's been many years since the death of Sir Nominal of the Blue Kingdom, the kingdom has grown but those who knew him best no longer linger for long. Lady Katie of Red does visit his grave but the thought itself seems to cloud her mind more than many can bare.
But every sunday morning just as the morning dawn shine over the horizon a knight is seen walking to the tree in which the young boy's soul is laid to rest.
Lilura was never close with Nom. I mean, sure, they knew eachother well, they trained together before and were knighted a few years apart but they never spoke outside of work and the occasional patrol.
Lilura knew of Nom's oath breaking before anyone else did but not out of either of their wills. Lilura had went to retrieve the bodies of his fellow knights and immediately recognized the wounds of being from a mace. They both knew Lilura knew but neither of them brought it up, only a nod and a shrug.
So why does she feel somber when she look at the tree?
Why does she tell him about Katie and state of the blue kingdom?
That night she was only on the cliff to bury him once he died, so why did she begin to wail when he died?
Every Sunday morning a maiden goes to visit the grave of her friend where she tends to him and his memory. She tells his tale to squires as a cautionary tale of pride and sheds a tear whenever she gazes too long at the graying leaves.
Every sunday afternoon a knight returns with an heart full of guilt and empty hands but still she trusts that one day she will return to The Kingdom of Blue with a young man following her, one with brown hair and joy once more.
A clown with a traveling circus has arrived at the red and blue kingdoms from a far away town.
“Hello I am Shelby! Why are you laughing do I look like a joke to you or something?”
Ooc:
Hello this is my second Rp blog so be patient with me my first blog is a v!shelby blog so you may know me from there:3. But anyway my name is Lethe and I am genderfluid so if you are speaking to me ooc refer to me with they/them pronouns.