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Simulated COVID-19 Cases for a Closed Group of 100
SEEING RED (DRABBLE)
Isabelle had booked it out of the cabin as fast as she could, not even bothering to look over her shoulder to see if Mael was following her. When she got to the infirmary, she came to a sudden stop outside the door, able to see that Karter and Sophia were working on Rayne. It felt as though the breath had been knocked out of her from a punch to the gut. She could hardly stand straight as she felt her knees start to buckle.
Isabelle trembled as she tried to support herself against the door. A quiet strangled cry escaped her as her free hand moved to cover her mouth. She wasn't sure anyone had noticed her but she couldn't stand there all day. She knew this was Rayne and not Felicity, however and that she could still do something about the person that had done this to her friend.
The daughter of Hades quickly pushed herself up off the support of the door frame. She felt her legs carrying her deliberately toward the Ares cabin.
That's when Sabine stepped in, having seen Peter and Acelin bring Rayne to the infirmary. She had watched from a safe distance but now she knew she needed to step in. She could feel the earth starting to tremble the closer Isabelle drew toward the Ares cabin and she jumped in. Peter had felt it as well and promised Acelin he'd be back before running off to help Sabine.
"Isabelle," Sabine called as she approached her.
Isabelle couldn't hear her, however, she was numb to everything and could only picture where she was going. Peter and Sabine moved quickly and grabbed her, pulling her between two cabins and pushing her firmly against a wall. Isabelle tried to bat them away and move around them but Sabine was much stronger.
"Get off me!"
"Isabelle, you need to stop," Sabine said calmly as Isabelle tried to fight her off of her, "Isabelle." Suddenly Sabine pulled Isabelle from the wall and wrapped her arms around her and Isabelle's murderous rage quickly dissolved into hot tears and sobs. The ground stopped shaking as she practically fell into Sabine's embrace, clinging to her.
"I know, sweetheart, I've got you." Sabine murmured as she moved a hand to gently run through Isabelle's hair.
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Writers Wanted; Apply Within
I would really like to gather a group of Hannibal RPers. Writers who all jive with each other, the chemistry is there, the dynamics, all of it. Writing Hannibal can be lonely! The characterizations of the muses from the show are so dependent on their interactions with one another that it can be difficult to write them outside of the Hannibal bubble.
So, if you’d like to join either a Tumblr, Skype, or Discord closed Hannibal RP group, playing any of the characters from the show, please let me know! This is a very casual thing, dependent on chemistry and eagerness to write. Also, so long as we have the “main players,” I would think OC’s should be welcome!
Obviously NSFW themes, including violence, gore, mental fuckery, and sexual situations will be present, because, you know... It’s Hannibal.
I know I don’t do shit on my tumblr, so I doubt this will get attention, but I have a South Park SoT Discord and we’re seeking members.
It’s a closed group with limited slots, para, serious, and mature rpers only (preferably 17 or older.) You get up to 2 characters, which is pretty neat. If this sounds good to you, either send me a few sample paragraphs in my messages or send them to @SecondaryArtAcc on Twitter. It might take a week for me to reply on tumblr. Less time on twitter. The selection for main cast members (as well as fan favorites) is a bit strict, don’t blame me blame the economy.
Who we have so far: Eric Kyle Kenny Token (Pending) Butters (Pending) Pete Larry Nichole Patty Henrietta (Pending)
Reblog so my family can have enough bread to last the winter.
Edit:
Token approved
Henrietta approved
Craig approved
Tweek approved
Kevin approved ages ago
Clyde pending
Seeking:
Heidi
Jimmy
Wendy
Stan
Or anyone else really!
Listen up losers, we’re going shopping @amandaarcvri and I are making a closed Greys Anatomy based mumu. We’ve both been craving a good group for some time, but the tags have just been lacking anything to catch our interests. In the end, we decided that we’re both Grey’s trash and it’d be nice to have a group with no characters under the age of twenty-five. We’ll be making a skype and a discord group for plotting purposes.
Further details are under the cut.
hi friends ! i know i don’t post much on this blog BUTTTTT i have a fun thing ! so i like twitter as an rp platform but prefer smaller groups so i decided to make my own ! it’s a summer camp themed group and it will be taking place on twitter. you can have as many characters as you’d like, we are just here to vibe ! i’ve got a few people interested currently so check out the main with full plot HERE ! if you’re interested, send an app or even shoot me a message and we can chat on discord ! thanks if you do reach out, i’m excited for this hehe <3
FOOL ME ONCE, YOU’RE GONNA LEARN NOT TO DO IT TWICE
It was supposed to be date night but those plans were out the window the very moment the pieces had fallen into place and the reality had set in. She had been played. She had been fooled on the most intimate and invasive of levels and as if her dignity and pride weren’t enough, they had taken him. Her Castor. Just as they always did, her emotions were all funneled into one very solid and tangible thing. Unbridled rage. The spell of Qadesh had blinded her to the traitor in their midst. She still had to be talked out if it some when Karthisius and Hades had come to the conclusion that Andreos was not who he claimed to be. He wouldn’t do this. He couldn’t do this. He was her first love. Just some sweet guy from New York. He would never hurt a fly. He loved her. There was a numbness that washed over her as she stood there a moment, Hades sitting and Karthisius standing behind his usual seat. It made sense, though. The Egyptians and Norse had been gunning for the seat of power in the Divine Summit for years now. It was only a matter of time before they had tried something to get the upper hand. What a fucking fool you turned out to be. stop. You actually thought someone would love you? You? Isabelle Fuck-Up Purefoy? No wonder Castor is fucking dead. I SAID STOP. “I need a moment,” The demigoddess managed, her breath hitching in her throat before she quickly turned and walked out, the click of her heels echoing throughout the halls. She found herself walking back toward her apartment where she knew Andreos would be waiting for her. He had insisted on a relaxing evening, a movie and dinner, something to take her mind off recent events. Her hands were curled into fists at the thought of sharing another night with him. This stranger who had most likely had a hand in the death of her brother. Andreos was suddenly feet away from her, about to meet her at the main door to the apartment building. He didn’t notice but Isabelle was almost fuming at this rate. He wasn’t close enough to see her trembling, barely holding herself together. Before he could get a word in, she took her shot and her fist connected with his jaw. She didn’t allow him any reaction time, bringing her knee up into his groin before she slammed his head into the brick wall of the apartment building. Vibrant blue flames engulfed her hand as she grabbed him by the throat, the flames wrapping themselves around him like a serpent all the way down his neck to his wrists as she slammed his head into the wall again. His glamor broke away as he attempted to claw at her, parts of his true face revealing that of a jackal's. It only infuriated her more to know who he really was. Her brown hues went hazel and then turned into an almost electric blue. Her lip curled as her grip tightened, refusing to give way while he desperately tried to pry her hand off him as he screamed and snarled. She was so focused on making sure the flames left a mark, she didn’t even notice her arm was dripping with her own blood from his nails. Suddenly, arms were around her and she was pulled off of Anubis. She tried to kick and claw her way out of Karthisius’s hold but he was much stronger than her. She screamed profanities at him, still lost in her rage. How dare he take this moment from her? How dare he stop her? While Karthisius was reigning Izzy in and getting her under control, the glamor fell away bit by bit to reveal the Egyptian before them. Isabelle suddenly stopped squirming and went still, her eyes fierce and dangerous despite tears as they connected with Anubis’s. She wanted him to see how much she hated him, how she wasn’t even getting started with her revenge. He would rue the day he ever thought he could fool her and he’d do well to remember he would never get away with it again.
Hey guys! Like this if you want to plot out a Crossworlds Verse thread.