#first rp!

[bigkaijubaddie]

Velvette entered the Club Kaiju, on her phone as always. See, Missi Zilla was one of the few overlords she didn't find to be a complete and total pussy, and thus, one of the few she could at least tolerate, even if she could totally envision them clashing at some point. At least she wasn't a loser. So when she entered, sick of Valentino's tantrums, she immediately sought Zeezi out to quell her boredom.

"Oi? Zeez? You here, or what?" she called out, not bothering to look up from the screen of her phone.

— @respectless (Feel free to ignore!)

*The club had a few dino like sinners enjoying getting drunk and raving to the music. Suddenly, Velvette could hear steps that sounds like a loud thunderous boom and now stood in front of her the big dino gal herself, Zeezi. She stared down at her and smirked.*

“Well well, what the bloody hell do we got here? If it ain’t miss lack of respect to the others, gotta say, like how you don’t give a single fuck about what you say, heh.”

[peridots-blogge]

@blxepearlofficial

Peridot held The slender Blue Gem to the Red Wood Barn that previously belonged to Greg Universe’s family. Now it belongs to 2 Blue Gems and a smaller Green one. “Isn't this such a great sight?” She sent pointed to the fields of corn and the Green Grasses around it. 

[pancakefantasia]

✂ (@themirrorknights - Dark Meta Knight, counts for a starter)

(Alright, nice!) 

Paintra huffed, her eyes glaring. “Alright, buddy, what’s your deal, hmm?” She asked, clearly upset by the sudden threat. But- she shook it off, almost like he never had said it. “Y'know…I really don’t feel like fighting right now, how about after my nap?” Paintra said, her face returning to a more neutral expression as she yawned in uninterest.

[fourbushel]

"Abe?" Anna clasps onto his arm. "Talk to me. What's going on?" She entreats. (For when you get this ask blog up and going)

Pistol wielded, Abraham looked like a mad man.

Abraham had escaped the clutches of his wife's arms at Whitehall long before the sun rose, but long after she had retired for the evening. He had laid there in the same panic that he stood here; however, here, he allowed himself to let it out. Anxieties laced his every move. His hands were trembling and his jaw was clenched tight. Underground, in what was a basement when his house still stood, he did not figure anyone could hear him talking away to himself. With Anna now having followed him down here, his assumption must have been wrong.

Before she spoke, he was pacing and waving his gun about in his shaking left hand, "Colonel Simcoe!" He exclaimed, gaining the courage to make quivering aim at the dirt wall. He didn't shoot, but he pressed his finger to the trigger as if he were going to- his hand still jolting as if he had been struck by a bout of electricity. He mutters a 'no' to himself, resetting his aim on the wall, still not able to stop his arm from trembling.

He pulled his finger away from the trigger, knocking the tip of the pistol against the scar on his forehead-- "Come on!" He growled at himself, and that was when he noticed Anna. That was when he noticed Anna looking so awfully worried. He flinched as she rushed to his side, her hand so caring yet he wanted nothing more than to have it off him.

He shook his shoulder to brush her hand away, "Going on?" Abraham repeated, forcing himself to give her a dry laugh. He waved the gun around with a sense of urgency, no caution in his gesticulation. "Nothing's going on, Anna, no, nothing's going on--" He let out a shuddering sigh but his voice didn't lose the volume nor the uneasiness despite it-- "Nothing's going on except this- this damn war!"

Abraham backed away from her, raising his arm as straight as he could, pointing the barrel of his pistol at the dirt wall again. He pulled the trigger. Click. Nothing.

"Useless!" He shouted, as if he were mad at the gun for not being loaded and prepped.

[warfares-bridge]

Jacob suddenly shot up, scanning the environment around him. It was completely foreign, a multitude of floating platforms of compacted sot surrounded by a purple, swirling storm. Getting to his feet and desperately trying to remember how he even got there, he tried to call the rest of his squad, “Elix, J, Alex, do you read?” As he called out, he quickly realized he didn’t have his rifle, finding it next to him and picking it up as he looked over the area in front of him.

@metalraindrops

[trickstersecrets]

"Just who I was looking for."

[ask-hope-the-tiger-blog]

Rp with ask-allison-burlew

Hope stretched out on a wide stone, basking in the sun. It was a warm day, and she napped peacefully. Summer had just reached Nepal, and it laid a comfortable temperature over the mountainside, as opposed to the cold, dark winter before.

[mistress-of-all-e-v-i-l-blog]

@Hades

Maleficent was in her castle in the Fordiben Montain. She was not fully recovered of her "fight" with prince Philip. But she didn't want to remember of that. Maleficent would get her revenge. But not now. Her toughts were interrupted when one of her servants anounced a visitor. The villain went to her throne room, to see who was.