#rpprompt

[rwrpresources]

Send “✎” & I’ll draw your muse!

[juliensolomemeta]

julien  solomita  meme  003:   trying  celebrity  alcohol  (ft.  jason  sulli) .       feel  free  to  change  them  up  as  you  see  fit !    *cw  for  language

“ooh boy.” “what are you talking about?” “nice. nailed it.” “i’m always here, but s/he’s here now.” “i don’t know the rules.” “who let us in here?” “i just licked the air.” “what did it taste like?” “do you like my glasses? they have a visor.” “so, we’re drinking right now.” “oh boy, it’s gonna get real bad.” “i didn’t know i was making choices.” “i don’t hate it.” “no you start, you go ahead.” “it’s better than that.” “oop- second sip wasn’t as good.” “giveaway. who wants it.” “let’s bang another one out.” “what if you don’t like it?” “oh no, i already smelled it.” “is this for kids?” “this is... this is... terrible.” “i give it ‘is this for kids’ out of ten.” “if you would like to have a hangover, drink this.” “do we have a spit bucket or do we just do that on the floor?” “it’s been like... hours.” “let’s try some more stuff.” “george washington? i don’t fucking care.” “i’ve literally never said fuck.” “is it not sweet?” “finish that up, first of all.” “it looks like they messed up a little bit.” “you can just imagine where it’s from.” “do you like those? are those fancy?” “mambo number five!” “our opinions don’t matter.” “has your pallet been cleansed?” “i can lick the air, i forgot i’ve been doing that.” “i really wish i didn’t see that.” “i didn’t try it yet, uh-oh.” “it’s actually kind of not awful.” “ew it’s getting worse.” “i kind of wanna be done with that.” “wait no, the rules are you gotta clear out the cup.” “just pour it on the floor.” “no just, just sniff the air.” “they did not cancel out each other like i was taught in math.” “two negatives make a worse negative.” “no but who is it for? who’s the customer.” “turn the garbage disposal on and then pour it down.” “was that three nipples? i mean boobs.” “if you’re still with us, thank you.” “listen, here’s the thing: i have my feelings about all of what we drank tonight, but i don’t have my memories about all of what we drank tonight.” “in the moment i was like mmm but now i don’t know.” “we are quite literally very drunk.” “i’m drunk, i’m pretty sure __ is kinda drunk.” “it’s tasteful, it’s classy... right?” “just send it, don’t worry about how it’s gonna sound.” “hey, welcome to the crevice chat.” “well, normally you cleanse, but that’s fine.” “don’t say fuller body.” “it’s thick in my mouth.” “it’s too sweet.” “the smell of it’s nice.” “it’s like, uh, you know you’re driving on the street and there’s a little lemonade stand and they decided to infuse some strawberries, and then you’re like, wait a minute, is this gin? no it’s lemonade, and then they’re like, you’re an alcoholic move along.” “that is the worst thing ever, dude!” “that is such a jabait it smells so good and it tastes like fucking gas.” “it’s so bad, dude.” “i feel like that like, violated my trust, i don’t know what it was.” “we’re gonna move on.” “i used to be able to dunk.” “it’s not bad. it’s actually not bad.” “it hits you early, and often, and then kinda backs off a little bit.” “it gives you like  nice fuckin’ punch in the nose and then is says ok, let me know how you feel.” “first they’re sour, then they’re sweet.” “you know what i like about it? is it’s not straight forward. you have to kind of dissect it.” “it doesn’t taste like a college dorm room.” “alright, so, we have tasted many, many famous people.” “that made me wanna throw up ten years ago.” “interesting, interesting, i like that there’s the complexity to it.” “would you like a hangover, please?” “s/he’s amazing, s/he’s my best friend.” “but as of now, we’re gonna finish drinking our cups of whatever the fuck is in here.” “i’m not gonna fight you because i love you.”

[zoktaikhor-blog]

FF14 RP Class/Job Prompt

Make your OC FF14 Class or just edit one that exist.

Name:Zoktai Khor

Class: Scientist

Role: Healer

Weapon: Mainhand-Syringe Gun Offhand- Medicine Box

Gear: Clothes heavily similar to Alchemist Clothes.

Soul Crystal: A violet crystal with a beaker shaped symbol.

Description: A healing class that uses potions and devices to attune your allies bodies to keep fighting in top form.

Skills Example: Bedside Manner- Aoe electric attack that shoots in a straight line. Overdose- The current potion is weaponized. Medical Wonder- Starts the brewing process to set a new potion. Test start!-Procs the next potion brewed to have critical effects. Bombs Away!- Hurls a grenade with the current set potion to have dot effect over an area for short amount of time. Clear!- Resurrects a fallen player using two summoned drones.

Limit Break: The Final Solution- the player mixes two potions together before hurling it to the ground  the resulting chemical explosion revives and fully heals the entire party. Tagging: @sugar-smash @wildgirlcinna @shard-kilamarii @mai-takeda

Tagged by: No one i started it!

[rpprompts]

For munday: send me questions about the mun, and my muse will answer them!

[florihilda]

Mythril Blade Prompt: Roadhouse!

(Leve prompt courtesy of @themythrilblade!)

Description: Business has been since Ala Mhigo got back in the hands of her own people.  We’ve been seeing more trade caravans bound to Ul’dah and Horizon, and with them thirsty customers.  Some are too thirsty.  There’s a big set of caravans making their way through over the next fun suns and we could use an extra body just to keep an eye on things should the traders and their hired guards decide to get a little too rough.  Figured the Blade would have someone who wouldn’t mind a bit of bouncing work for some coin?

Objective: Keep trouble from brewing in Drybone Tavern. Outcome: While a the crowd was a bit too loud and boisterous for the drinking establishments' usual tastes, there was little real trouble that evening, save for a bar fight that erupted between two miners bound for the Saltery.

The two men, who were brothers born in Ala Ghanna, had spent years struggling in Ul'Dah together once fleeing the homeland, and though Flora mostly spent her evening eavesdropping on them drunkenly, tearfully reminiscing on the troubles they'd been through, fists went flying when the conversation turned to who had the rights to woo a mutual female acquaintance.

"Ye ain't got no right, ya woman-thieving whoreson! Ye joined the miner's guild a whole three moons after I did! She's rightly mine!" One of the men roared, as he sent his brother crashing to the ground.

Flora steps up to the brawl, chewing on her lip as she thinks of how to address the issue. She speaks up in a tiny, but well-enunciated voice, "I'll, ah, I will watch your drinks, if the two of you would like to take this outside, yes? I will let them know you will be back shortly."

The two brothers look from one another to Flora multiple times-- perhaps baffled at her approach.

"Oh, aye. That's right kind of you, lass," one says as he rises up from the ground. "Be right back, then."

The two drunken miners staggered outside and returned perhaps ten minutes later, laughing, each sporting a fresh black eye. They were nothing short of jubilant for the remainder of the evening-- perhaps all it took was a good mutual pummeling to get it out of their system.

At the end of the night, Flora refuses payment from the Dunesfolk bartender, who is bewildered that she won't touch coin.

"My vow of poverty means I..." Flora tries to explain, before getting cut off by the lalafell's shrill voice.

"You spent six bells here! Six hundred gil for honest work-- that's my lowest offer! I can't just NOT pay you."

The argument continues until half-a bell after close, after which Flora relents to her reward-- a bottle of some spirit or another, which she still doesn't seem happy to have received. She comes to the Mythril Blade the following morning and places the bottle on a shelf behind the bar, so that someone else can have their fill.

[thewolfintruder]

Prompt time! Send an ask with 🌓 to hear my character's response to the following:

"I'll give you something to think about..."

No context of what the situation or scenario is about.

[rp-prompt-s]

Muse A has a major fight with their parents and runs away, ending up at a dingy Bed and Breakfast off the interstate. Muse B's aunt owns the Bed and Breakfast and lives in the room beside Muse A, who has no money and is now completely lost in the world.

[rwrpresources]

Send “💋“ & my muse has to answer whether or not they would kiss your muse, and where

E.g., on the cheek, on the lips, etc.