#openstarter

[hauntedxdreams]

Open||Ray!RP

"If I give you two grand can we pretended that I didn't just hit you with my car?"

[loredrops]

open:f muse: lucky gordon; the cocky heir, 35, he/him. plot: the early minutes of new year's day! your muse had one too many and is beyond the point of being able to drive. lucky, attended the same party, has made the decision — driven by a complex mix of irritation, possessiveness, and a twisted sliver of responsibility not to let her fend for herself. there's a hint of something deeper he won't admit—even to himself.

this was pathetic, truly. he hadn't planned on playing chauffeur, but letting her become a statistic was bad form, even for him. with a sigh that fogged the cold window, he rolled it down, sharp air hitting him like a slap. "you have exactly two choices ... sleep it off on those filthy steps, or get in the goddamn car." he couldn't believe he was doing this. his good deed for the decade, and she looked ready to spit in his face for it.

[eyes-blazing]

Open||Bat!rp

“I can’t even look at you right now.”

[dropoutunbound]

Drop out Cyrena starter (Your character submissive.(Males allowed females preferred))

Cyrena had aced the most recent test and was now sitting in class alone, she was told there was supposed to be some kind of reward though no one would explain what that meant. The gardevoir would let out a sigh as she idly sowed a doll on her desk as she waits.

[anime-bxuty]

Open Starter

"Remind me, how I ended up on the beach with the others," Cindy Moon, aka, Silk stood in her bikini, while looking at the beach. It was suppose to be a day of relaxing with everyone. She just didn't get how she got here.

[dragonknightsworn]

Open RP

"Who wants to see a trick?" Callista stood on the top of the keep using a float spell to hold her stance. Staring to see who was watching the trick she had been training to perfect.

"Alright here we go," Callista jumped right off the keep's roof top, and cancelled her float spell. Instead she used another spell to make water barriers where she landed. Continuing to do so until she landed on the ground. "Ta-da!"

[ashenlord-stitcherjim]

Turning towards the sandy shoreline which had been charred beneath the heat of the volcanic eruptions, the ashen lord’s snarls echoed throughout the eerily quiet fortress whilst the chunk of brimstone he’d created shimmered brightly beneath the sunlight.

“If Someone’s There, It’ll Be A Good Idea To Come Out And Surrender!”, Stitcher Jim warned.

It’d be wise to listen, the ashen lord had always been quick to notice the flickering of swift movement alongside the shadows that looked slightly different as a pirate and he’d be no different now that he’d been reduced to skeletal remains, despite the fact that he’s still been getting used to the skull that replaced his own.

[kataramenespsyxes]

like for something flirty since sinday.