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Open to everyone, even if we've never interacted before now.
"Hey, honey, so sorry to bother you but it looks like we have a warrant out for your name." The officer's gentle drawl is almost enough to distract from those glowing eyes. It looks down at the paper in its hands.
"I will have to take you the nearest detention center. You will be allowed one call and are welcome to plead the charge."
Dr. Ryland Grace, sending transmission…
Message received.
>><<
<Hello, strangers! Rocky, Adrian, some Eridian scientists, and I have developed better interstellar travel and communication, and have decided to establish a social media presence!>
Info:
Erid is 16 light years from earth, and the newly revamped Hail Mary ship can bend space time and travel those distances in days. This leads to some… odd universal conundrums.
It’s a warm sunny summer afternoon and it’s been 9 months since Shadow died. His scientifically engineered disease took a toll on the whole family, but not as much as it did for Sonic. The blue hedgehog has been clinging onto his friends and children to stay mentally well during this time of grieving.
Somewhere along the way though, reality split. Timelines converged and the heart broken family witnessed a new face emerge into their front yard.
Danny laid flat on the ground groaning.
(ugh, what the hell happened??)
They looked up, the sun stung their eyes but as they blinked to restore their vision, they saw the house. And noticed... Papa!?
They had the urge to call to him but something felt off, not to mention the other kids that were with him. So Danny made a cautious move, pushing theirself off the ground and getting to their feet, they greeted them.
"Hello, I'm not from around here," they threaded a hand through their quills, "what do you call this place?" They asked with a smile.
𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊!!!
missing girl. cult survivor. shadow-walker.
liar. martyr. monster.
5'0" of 𝗯𝗮𝗱 decisions. ᶜʳⁱᵐᵉ ᵃˡˡᵉʸ'ˢ prodigal daughter. gotham's resident 𝗴𝘩𝗼𝙨t 𝗴𝗂𝙧𝗹. ✦
darkened by V0ID ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧
ᅠgotham's newest problem. batman's newest headache. jason todd's oldest ghost.
ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ†ᅠᅠ ᵀʰᵉᅠᅠ 𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖈𝐤ᅠᅠ Sⴍaⴄ ᅠ✦
DC / Gotham-adjacent OC.
she would interest you if you like: ↳ unreliable narrators. girls with too many teeth. occult horror with a soft underbelly. childhood best friends turned strangers. "you were dead. you were supposed to stay dead." found family that's actually lost family. the smell of cherries & blood. catholic guilt without the catholicism (almost). revenge as a love language. shadows that feel like an old lover's hand. girls who came home but didn't, not really.
semi-selective / crossover-friendly / sporadic activity / flexible writing length / banter and serious / dark themes / multiship
❀ open for plots, ships, threads & angst. Mun is 28+
feel free to follow, reblogs appreciated!
Open Starter 🗡️ Wandering Sheep
You weren’t in the best part of town, that’s true, but you knew where you were going. It was a shortcut, you’d be out of the cold faster.
Maybe you weren’t. It was dark, every road looked the same. As you slow down to take your bearings, look through the storm, a cloaked silhouette appears down the street.
~
Dorian walks closer, tilting his head. The vampire lowers his hood, giving you a concerned expression.
“What are you doing out in the cold like this?”
Open RP Starter
Location and universe is ambiguous, use anyone you want!
She let out a sharp breath as she lifted her shirt. Blood had pooled into her shirt. "At least blood is hard to see on black." She joked to herself. Such a rookie mistake... She left her armor off while scouting and caught a spell to the side. The other guy cought a bullet to the brain so... things worked out in the end. The Red and Black fog circled her hand and around her wound, the skin stitching itself back together neatly. Not even a scar. She wipped the blood off with a towel and got back to her feet. "Alba, cloak." She snapped her fingers. The small white and black winged serpent looked up from its napping spot and clicked happily, flying over to her and wrapping its body around her neck. In a swirl of fire the dragon had transformed itself into her crimson cloak.
"Lets figure out where we are shall we?" She muttered. In the escape, she opened a portal to a random universe, she could be anywhere for all she knew. The Red and black fog swirled around her, changing her black shattered eyes to her once lively bright silver ones she inherited from her mother. Her hair turned from dark sickly gray to snowy white. Her crystallized scars hid themselves under the illusion as she stepped into the daylight, her eyes scanning the area around her.
“ Hi. Do you have. Food. ”
Not only did he come out of nowhere, but he's on the floor begging like a cat.
yeah actually. We like just got Mc’alasters Mac n’ cheese if you want some of mine. Also we got sweet teas if you want a drink
