#ob rp

[dcydreaming]

what’s the orphan black rp community like? bc i so badly want to write as beth

[eruptiions]

STARTER CALL ! !

hit the ‘ L I K E ‘ button for a starter ! ! just specify which muse(s) you’d like one from ! ! !

[freyarperalltheway]

Why can't I find roleplayers anymore?

[takeabiteoutofyou]

“Tell me, when were we happy?,” she asked, curious to know what the anniversary of their uncoupling was around the corner. Sometimes, she liked to think of the good times. Often times, Izzie focused on their friendship. They were friends once and then romance...no sex, got in the way of it all. However, it always came down to their differences. Always a difference between them in how to be in a relationship.

No matter she moved onto other relationships, the planets always brought them back around. Planets, fate, or just cruely irony to sit in this booth at 1am.

“When did you know you were happy?”

@govtdna​

[untothisstorm]

UNTOTHISSTORM ;; indie multi-muse rp ft. villanelle from killing eve.

[pyrrhaeic]

𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐑𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘.       whisper hollow words into a midnight mist, crush helpless hearts with a tightened fist. in a fight to the bitter end, when you risk everything, you lose nothing.

[science-buddy]

Hey!

//I don’t really know what I’m doing here, but if there are any orphan black roleplayers still active out there, I’d love to jump on the bandwagon with ya! Like this if it’s okay to message you to start something?

[govtdna]

OPEN STARTER !! (non-mutuals welcome)

“While my sister may be...incredibly difficult to live with, I think people are making her out to be much more villainous than she really is.” Ira pursed his lips, unsure of how to go about protecting his sister when he didn’t really want to. He couldn’t have someone trying to hunt her down when she was tucked away in his basement and was unlikely to leave any time soon. She was a valuable asset- and his sister, even though she was a thoroughly irritating person, constantly criticizing his actions. Now he could stand a bit of bullying but seeing her be so unkind to their littlest sister, who was only eight, was something else. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and clasped his hands in front of him. “What exactly as she done to anger you?”