#to starter

[meda-the-brave-a]

“I’ve gotta say, this might be a new low, even for us.”

Open Starter for MEDA SALVATORE

[toteczious-ocs]

@lightschampion a pair of eyes flashes ember in the dark side of the cabin. It sprays a familiar look of a shadowy creature. "Don't shoot.", a young voice came out from it. Then came out a figure from the dark. A stranger boy, dirty blond hair cut in short, bright colored skin, looking very terrified at the man. His eyes are a gradient of blue and orange. He wears a grey shirt covered with a black jacket for the upper wear. One of the jacket's sleeves got thorn, revealing his bandaged left arm. He looked very tensed for this awkward moment.

[fairy-night-songs]

RP Partner Wanted

So I have an idea for a starter of an RP, would anyone be interested in joining? It's based off the idea of a get together in a large country house that Benny (my OC) lives in.

I'm trying to write more but I've been kind of in my own world more than usual.

So please forgive me if I don't reply straight away.

Would anybody be interested? You are also not expected to give replies straight away.

[entangledvoices-archive]

It was strange how Tatia still felt so new to the world. She may of been one of the oldest creatures to walk the earth, but having spent a majority of them in a tomb, the world was still a foreign one. One so different from the simple life she remembered.

Esther had no idea that the night she drained her and used her blood for Dark Magic, that she actually created a creature of the night of the host of the blood. Waking up in the tomb by a witch, nearly a thousand years later, was a real shock to her system. The Witch had treated her kindly enough, had taught her about the new things this world offered, taught her to control her blood lust, and she was there the day the old woman died in her arms.

Tatia was still exploring this new world, in fact, she was currently exploring a city called New Orleans. It felt so alive, music filled the streets, and the brunette couldn’t help but smile and enjoy the laughter that surrounded her. That was until she saw a familiar face, and for a moment, her heart stood still.

[likepapertowns-archive]

Open to Male or Female   Connection:  Family

“I don’t want to keep my distance anymore. I can’t keep living the life you’re trying to force me to live.” Hope huffed as she paced around the porch.  “I’m not a little girl anymore, you can’t keep me locked up just because you’re scared of what might happen.”

[alpinesquib]

A different type of encounter

The subway was quiet, with barely any audible noise apart from the occasional echo from down the tracks and into the dark tunnel. Only a few inklings were actually at there, but bone seem too particularly interested with the long wait and eerie silence. On a bench sat a light blue haired inkling who seemed rather recluse as she kept to herself and tried not to make any movements or noises, like she wished to be invisible. Trying her hardest to past the time but not seem weird she began to glance around, help spark a thought she could daydream on, but Robin discovered something else. A rather dark figure in the distance to her right, but something seemed off about the whole thing, like no one cared. Taking a better look, Robin could see the figure was a a simple, averaged height, blue haired inkling... perhaps octoling? What is she? Physically leaning off the bench, Robin stared at the figure hoping to uncover something or at least see if it was real. (Sorry for long starter @cutellfish !)