Edit: The war is back, prices are high again, and famine is back!
My house was destroyed, my brother, relatives and friends were martyred, my family and I have a lot of suffering ahead of us as we search for a new stable life.
We need your support these days to secure the costs of a house for rent.
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Welcome to ๑ ! ﹕ (만델라) — MANDELA, an immersive, story-driven dystopian roleplay where the lines between reality and simulation blur. You are more than a character—you are a subject.
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amidst the breeze dances of leaves, the tremblings of earth, crackling of flames and soothing course of water, four courts vie for power . . . what is your stance in the world of cecillia?
imperium is an original character roleplay, based on mewe and drawing inspirations from avatar: the last airbender, game of thrones & house of the dragon, fae mythology and courts. are you ready to join a world full of intrigues, shadow wars, powers and battles? write your story in the world of casia, divided by four courts and overtaken by elemental powers.
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࣪ 𓈒⠀ྀིㅤׂㅤ hi tags ! this an interest check for a literate freeverse krp writing community hosted on discord. the way this would work is fairly simple : each mun would have a unique forum or channel to themselves where they can post muse biographies, wanted plots and the likes, wherein general channels would be provided to share, discuss, and connect with fellow writers. there would be no formal application process since this is a freeverse community, meaning that you may indulge in whichever au, genre, etc. entice you ! naturally, duplicate faceclaims would of course be allowed too.
the purpose of this group is to provide a laidback place for writers to find and form long - lasting bonds, as well as explore various writings without being restricted to one particular universe.
if this piques your interest, kindly react to this post and/or feel free to send us a message ! feedback ( and help ? ) is very much appreciated too. ♡
the year is coming to an end and this may not be the best time but we wanted to put out an interest check for the rp as we have been working on this for quite some time. if there is enough interest, we plan on opening around the second/third week of january! here's the basic of the premise:
┊ ❥ it will be oc, slice of life and 24+ muns and muses active in the kpop industry are accepted. this will be based on discord. as of now, the tentative mun count is twelve where muns can have four characters each.
┊ ❥ inspired by the reality dating series called 'pink lie', a new social networking app pink moon was made by an anonymous individual and functions like tinder or bumble. this app is specifically made for individuals who are struggling with their 'pink lies' so they can form genuine connections and find love. for example, a thirty one year old elementary school teacher who got pregnant, married and got divorced at a young age who is now open to dating but men get turned off because she has a toddler.
┊ ❥ muses will go under different names/nicknames and once their pink lie is revealed, they will reveal their true identity
┊ ❥ thinking of using personality quizzes such as those in ktestone.com to match characters with each other based on their results. this will not be mandatory but definitely fun! the matching will just be for friendly/romantic dates!
┊ ❥ there will be weekly prompts and also question memes in the server as we also aim to be a place where people can develop and get to know their muses. they're all optional to join but would still be fun! writing threads is very much encouraged too.
if you have any questions, concerns or suggestions, please message or dm us! if you're also interested, kindly like this post!
hannam elite is officially accepting applications .ᐟ
the link for the application has been added and is now available for all of those who wish to apply! due to the reservations up until this point, the admin team established that we will be setting an opening date upon reaching 15 applications .ᐟ
for all of those who have reserved face claims and labels, you have until the 17th of september to send in your application! we can't wait to read more about your muses .ᐟ if you have any questions, feel free to reach out to the admin team ♡
how exciting it is to be back here with you, my dear upper east siders. you can't imagine the pleasure it is. try to keep your secrets, safe. . . though we know you can't.
you know you love me,
xoxo, gossip girl.
i'm so sorry you're already getting accusatory anons! i'd just like to say i'm so extremely excited for this rp to open, it looks super promising!! if it's not too soon, would the admins mind dropping a few of their mwf and mwms?
𓂃 ⠀ ⟡ ⠀ hiya anon! thank you so much for the encouragement! today is finally the day we open reserves and apps ( check back at 3PM EST )! we got a few asks also asking for a mwf and mwm, so we decided to just answer this one and put them together!
mwf: kim minjeong, ning yizhuo ( aespa ), im jinah ( after school ), kanazawa suzuka ( aratashii gakko!! ), jeon heejin ( artms ), kim jennie, lalisa manobal ( blackpink ), samba fatou diouf, gabriela strassburger dalcin ( black swan ), kim bora ( dreamcatcher ), kim sihyeon ( everyglow ), song hayoung, park jiwon, baek jiheon ( fromis_9 ), cho miyeon, yontararak nicha, yeh shuhua ( (g)i-dle ), jang wonyoung ( ive ), suputtipong anatchaya, shim hyewon ( kiss of life ), kim chaewon ( le sserafim ), kang seulgi, park sooyoung ( red velvet ), sim jayun ( stayc ), kim jihyo, hirai momo ( twice ), choi yoojung, kim doyeon ( weki meki ), lee luda ( wjsn )
mwm: cho seongil, yoon yechan ( 82major ), song mingi, park seonghwa, jeong yunho ( ateez ), han dongmin, kim donghyun ( boynextdoor ), park sunghoon, sim jayun, nishimura riki ( enhypen ), son dongpyo ( mirae ), lee taeyong, nakamoto yuta, leechaiyapornkul chittapon, dong sicheng, kim jungwoo, lee mark, xiao dejun, lee jeno ( nct ), jung wookjin ( onlyoneof ), yoon keeho, hwang intak ( p1harmony ), kohatsu kokoro, saiki weesa ( psychic fever ) jung sungchan, park wonbin ( riize ), wen junhui, hansol vernon chwe ( seventeen ), hwang hyunjin ( stray kids ), lee juyeon, kim sunwoo, sohn youngjae ( the boyz ), choi soobin, huening kai ( tomorrow by together ), shin junghwan ( tws )
actors/soloists/models: bae suji, blue pongtiwat tangwancharoen, byeon wooseok, cho seungyoun ( woodz ), ha sooyoung ( yves ), honda kyoya, jung jinhyeong ( jey ), lee chaemin, lee dohyun, na inwoo, kim sejeong, kim yoojung, win metawin
The wind howled through the ancient trees of Mystwood, a dense forest blanketing the land where shadows stretched longer than they should, and time itself seemed to slow. In the stillness, between the rustle of leaves and the sighs of the earth, there was magic—old, untamed, and alive. At the heart of this wilderness stood the stronghold of Boo’s Coven, hidden from mortal eyes by wards older than the stones they protected.
Jindallae, the eldest and wisest of the coven, stood at the highest tower, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the sky met the forest in a blur of twilight. Her eyes, black as midnight, shimmered with the weight of centuries, but tonight, they were clouded with something darker—dread. She felt the shifting in the world, the strain of the spells that held the darkness at bay. The coven had maintained peace for generations, but something was changing. The air was heavier, the stars more distant, as though the very fabric of the universe was slowly unraveling.
Her hand rested lightly on the windowsill, fingers brushing the stone as if trying to anchor herself to the present. But her mind wandered far, far away, to a time before even the coven, to a legacy of power and rebirth written in the stars themselves.
The Cosmic Witches. Six beings of unimaginable power, each tied to one of the Sacred Stones—relics of the cosmos that governed the very forces of existence: Time, Space, Reality, Mind, Soul, and Power. Together, these witches had shaped the world, their magic bending the universe itself, keeping balance in a way no mortal could comprehend.
Their names had been whispered through history, but only in fragments. No one alive knew who they had truly been, only that their existence was intertwined with the fate of the world.
The Sacred Stones were forged in the chaotic, primordial fires of the Big Bang—the cosmic event that birthed the universe. In that moment, raw energy surged forth, creating the elements, time, space, and the very fabric of reality. From this cataclysmic explosion, six singularities emerged, each representing a core aspect of existence:
Reality; The ability to manipulate and alter the fabric of reality itself. Whether bending physical laws, transforming matter, or creating complex illusions, the stone grants control over the nature of existence. The holder can change the world as they see fit, altering both the tangible and the intangible, creating new realities or reshaping the current one.
Soul; Giving its wielder power over souls. It allows the guardian to communicate with the dead, manipulate spirits, and even control the soul/light energy within living beings. The stone also holds the ability to tap into the very life force of the universe, granting insight into the emotional and spiritual makeup of all things. However, it requires immense responsibility, as misuse could sever the delicate balance between life and death.
Mind; Enhances the wielder’s intellect, unlocking telepathic abilities and control over thought and memory. It allows its guardian to influence the minds of others, access hidden knowledge, and tap into the collective consciousness. With it, the holder can manipulate thoughts, plant suggestions, and even unlock the hidden potential within a mind, creating new ideas or erasing entire memories.
Time; Grants its wielder the ability to control time itself. The holder can accelerate, decelerate, or even reverse time, giving them dominion over temporal events. It also allows for glimpses into possible futures and can alter the past, though such actions come with great risk. The stone’s power is capable of creating time loops, aging or rejuvenating living things, and maintaining the delicate balance of temporal continuity.
Space; Giving the wielder can bend the fabric of space itself, opening portals between dimensions or teleporting across the universe. It also grants the ability to reshape physical space, altering environments and warping distance. The stone holds the essence of travel and exploration, making it crucial for maintaining the universe’s dimensional order.
Power; It enhances the wielder’s natural abilities, amplifying their strength and magical power. The stone can unleash devastating blasts of energy, destroy entire worlds, and channel the force of the universe’s creation. It represents raw destructive potential but also acts as a source of boundless energy for those who can harness its immense power. With it, the wielder can destroy or create on a scale unimaginable.
It had been centuries ago when the First Witch first felt the pull of destiny, the Emerald Witch awakening within her like a slow-burning flame. She had been the youngest of a small coven then, barely old enough to understand the whispers of the earth. And yet, there had been a night—clear and cold—when the stars above Mystwood burned brighter than ever before.
She had walked into the forest that night, guided by something she couldn’t name. The moonlight had painted the ground in silver, and the air was thick with the scent of pine and earth. She wasn’t alone for long. One by one, they appeared, stepping out of the shadows like specters—five other witches, each drawn to the same place by the same inexplicable force.
They didn’t speak at first. There was no need for words. It was as though the universe itself had orchestrated their meeting, a convergence of power and fate. In their silence, they each knew what the other was. Each could feel the weight of the stone they were bound to, the cosmic energy thrumming beneath their skin.
She had stood beside them—her coven. Her sisters. The six witches whose destinies were written in the stars.
It had been centuries ago when someone first felt the pull of destiny, her own power awakening within her like a slow-burning flame. She had been the youngest of a small coven then, barely old enough to understand the whispers of the earth. And yet, there had been a night—clear and cold—when the stars above Mystwood burned brighter than ever before.
She had walked into the forest that night, guided by something she couldn’t name. The moonlight had painted the ground in silver, and the air was thick with the scent of pine and earth. She wasn’t alone for long. One by one, they appeared, stepping out of the shadows like specters—five other witches, each drawn to the same place by the same inexplicable force.
They didn’t speak at first. There was no need for words. It was as though the universe itself had orchestrated their meeting, a convergence of power and fate. In their silence, they each knew what the other was. Each could feel the weight of the stone they were bound to, the cosmic energy thrumming beneath their skin.
The young girl had stood beside them—her coven. Her sisters. The six witches whose destinies were written in the stars. Her becoming the Emerald Witch, Guardian of the time stone.
The first test of their power had come not long after that night. Darkness had been stirring for some time, an old enemy—one born of chaos, whose name had long been forgotten—who sought to unravel the balance the witches had guarded for eons. This enemy had no shape, no form, only hunger. It was the darkness between the stars, the void where magic ceased to exist.
The battle had been fierce. Each witch wielded their stone, their power intertwining in a dance of light and shadow, their magic shaping the very fabric of reality around them. the Emerald Witch, bent time itself to their will, slowing the enemy’s movements, twisting moments into eternity. The Azure Witch opened portals, guiding the coven through space with precision, while the Scarlet Witch warped reality, turning the impossible into the real.
The others—Mind, Soul, and Power—each fought with a grace and fury that left the earth trembling in their wake. Together, they were unstoppable, their combined power enough to hold the darkness at bay. But it was a tenuous victory. They had sealed the enemy away, buried deep in the cosmos where it could not touch the world again.
But they had known, even then, that it would not last. The darkness was patient. And it would return.
Time passed centuries later, and the six witches drifted apart. They each took different paths, protecting their stones, guarding their secrets. The weight of their power was heavy, and over the centuries, they became more legend than reality, their names fading into myth.
The darkness had returned before they could reunite. One by one, they fell, their powers drained, their lives snuffed out like candle flames. But that Emerald witch… she had survived. She had watched her coven perish in the final battle, their magic unable to withstand the onslaught. She had felt the tear in the universe when the Azure Witch—the leader of the Cosmic Witches—had fallen, her power lost to the stars.
The woman had fought with every ounce of strength left in her, using the last of her power to seal the darkness away once more. But it had come at a cost. The Cosmic Witches were no more. Their stones, scattered, their spirits lost to time.
In present day Mystwood, the air around the city had thickened in recent weeks. The coven felt it in the pulse of the earth beneath their feet, in the restless rustle of the trees, and in the uneasy murmur of the wind. The wards and spells that held danger at bay were strained, and Jindallae knew it was only a matter of time before they faltered.
For centuries after the fall of the legends, the Boo Coven had stood between the world and the darkness that threatened to consume it. Their magic was vast, their knowledge deep, and under Jindallae’s leadership, they had maintained the delicate balance. Yet, the enemy that now loomed on the horizon was no ordinary threat. It was ancient, born of chaos, and bound to destroy the fragile peace the coven had preserved. Jindallae could feel it in her bones, likea cyclone gathering strength, waiting to break.
As Jindallae turned from the window, the air in the tower shifted. Her daughter, a girl gifted with visions, stood behind her. Her golden eyes glowed faintly in the dim light.
“I saw them, Jindallae,” the girl whispered. “The six. They’re returning.”
Jindallae’s heart tightened. She had known this moment would come, but the weight of it still pressed upon her. She motioned for the girl to continue.
“They’re scattered, unaware of what they are… but the stones call to them. I saw faces—some familiar, some not. They will come, just as the prophecies said.”
Jindallae closed her eyes. "They must," she whispered, her voice resolute. "For I am one of them."
The truth she had kept hidden for centuries now echoed in her words. Jindallae was the Emerald Witch of the Cosmic Witches, the last of the original coven. And now, the world needed her sisters once more. The fate of the universe depended on it.
The time for the Cosmic Witches to rise again had come. And this time, Jindallae would lead them, not as a mere legend, but as the force of nature she had always been. A legend, forming legends. As Jindallae gathered the coven, she felt the power humming beneath her skin, a connection that transcended time and space. It was time to send out members of Boo’s Coven into the world beyond Mystwood, to the Kairos Academy of Witchcraft, a place that nurtured magic from its earliest beginnings—to seasoned and soon-to-be recognized witches and warlocks.
With a determined spirit, she sent out her 5 most trusted members, searching for the five new witches who would stand beside them against the darkness. The wind whispered promises of a new beginning, of a rebirth destined to echo through the ages.
And so, the echoes of forgotten stars began to stir once more. The world would not wait for darkness to take hold. The Cosmic Witches will rise again, their legacy reborn in the hearts of new witches, ready to face the shadows that loomed on the horizon.
