"Papa" -allsmilesanddimples
"There’s my boy!"
"I like her lots."
"As do I, my boy."

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"Papa" -allsmilesanddimples
"There’s my boy!"
"I like her lots."
"As do I, my boy."
Open
"I’m the Evil Queen. I can’t be perceived as the same as everyone else. It just wouldn’t be right."
"You're certainly fond of a rather negative moniker. Alright then, Evil Queen, what am I helping you with? Of my volition of course."
"Papa" -allsmilesanddimples
"There’s my boy!"
"Yes, Papa."
”Papa, can Gina come?”
"Of course she can. You like her, do you?"
Open
"I don’t know should you."
”We need to talk.”
"We need to talk never means anything pleasant. But you've got my attention, your highness."
Tired of the same Munday stuff?
What do you think you would be the God/Goddess of?
What is one thing you would sell your soul for?
If you could only have one outfit for the rest of your life, what would it be?
What was the last song that got stuck in your head?
Zombie Apocalypse. What is your weapon of choice?
Did you have a baby blanket? Do you still have it?
If you had to become a school teacher, what subject would you teach?
What is your favorite pokemon?
Favorite Disney Prince?
Did you ever go through a weeaboo phase?
If it was legal to have any animal as a pet, what would you have?
Do you prefer Marvel or DC?
What is your favorite kind of cake?
If you had to move to a foriegn country, where would you move?
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Name a song that you dislike.
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Send me a number and I’ll answer the corresponding question honestly!
Hey! Can you guys reblog this if you are willing to roleplay some horror or darker themes?
OCs and AU versions are welcome~ Any fandom by the way
"I don't believe we've met..." (queenofpoisonapples)
Robin stared at Regina, at first with confusion. Perhaps she was playing a game with him. He could do the same. He could do better; he’d show her. He was a man who knew how to play a role. After all, he regularly had to pretend to not be someone else.
"No, I don’t believe we have either. I’m Jessery Fitzsimmons, I’m an alchemist that specializes in potions that give shear free haircuts to old crones and dogs. I’ve sold several this week already."
The haze was still thick, wrapping its way around Regina’s head. It only took the one time of her own name slipping past her lips for it to feel right. At least that was something she was sure of but everything else? What she did, why she dressed the way she did, the man before her? It was all some kind of blur she wanted to reach out and grab but just couldn’t. Her nose crinkled slightly as he looked at her now, the slight mirth in his eyes she almost noticed before slipping away. She didn’t understand anything of what was going on except that maybe the man before her…didn’t exactly realize she truly didn’t know who he was. The bridge between her brows creased just slightly as she eyed him. She couldn’t remember him, though there was that small tinge of familiarity as if she knew him from some kind of dream. She was readying to shake her head, to deny his words and tell him she never met him ever but the name….Robin Hood? It all just….snapped to her as her eyes widened and…a light snicker passed her lips. ”You’re joking me, right? Seriously Robin Hood? Like the little fox in the green hat Robin Hood? Are you going to tell me Maid Marian is around too? With her little purple dress?” Little snippets of childhood memories floated in of her independent mother, hell bent on becoming some political power of the town, embedding the same desire in her own daughter as she rose the ranks of the StoryBrooke municipal system. Her childhood was some kind of blur only ever remembering her mother’s strict ways. But somehow…that movie stuck out in her mind as something she…desired? No…that was just plain weird…and so was the man before her. She scoffed lightly and walked, brushing lightly past him as she did and ignoring the shivers that ran down her spine. ”I’m sure you probably know me…and I have no need to know you. If you think you can play some game with my head and gain some favor with the mayor…you have another thing coming…”
Robin stammered, unable to formulate any syllables. It took him a moment to remember the whole 'fox in a green hat' reference. He still couldn't get over the fact that there had been a film about him in which he was portrayed by an upright woodland critter. "Sort of? I mean, I was never a fox but according to what I've been told, he was based on me."
Hearing Regina say Marian's name was different than it had been before. Before the woman had resurfaced, hearing Regina mention Marian was pleasant. It was comforting to know that they could both honor what he'd had but embrace what was to come. However, it was unsettling to hear it once Marian returned.
"She is here, yes." Robin wanted to 'remind' Regina that it had been Marian's presence that had created a rift between them. He couldn't bring himself to say it, the words burned in his throat.
"I'm not trying to garner any favor. I'm trying to figure out just why it is that you don't remember me. Doesn't it bother you, knowing that you may have forgotten a chunk of your life?"
Open
"No I am not most people. If anyone asked I allowed you to help me. That’s the story I’d prefer you stick to."
"Of course. I wouldn't want anyone to get the wrong idea - you know that you were an actual person like the rest of us. Terrible, terrible thing to be."
Open
"P-Please don’t shot?"
"I only shoot if I've a reason to do so - are you hurt?"
Audrey Ramirez
This is an indie RP blog for Audrey Ramirez from Disney’s Atlantis: The Lost Empire imagined in the world presented in Once Upon a Time.
About the RPer
Twenty-Four Years Old
Several, several years of rping experiences. (Remember MSN groups? No? Exactly.
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Your new best friend.
For more information on Audrey (as in how I’ve put her in the OUAT verse) check out the links below:
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More pages to be added. Feel free to check out my other OUAT characters, Robin Hood & the March Hare
"I hate this bloody place."
"It's not the best, but where else would you like to be?"
http://themerrythief.tumblr.com/verses
Okay, so it's not the most well developed list but these are a few verses that I created for Robin. I have a wishlist that I'll post at some point and I'm always open for AUs that you've got. However, if any of these sound good, please let me know as I love to play around with verses!
Reblog if you're bored and you want anons.
OMG that was fast, I love you guys.
Open
"Oh you know. Just little ol’ me."
"And to what do I owe this visit? Is this a pleasant visit or should I be concerned?"
"Papa" -allsmilesanddimples
"There’s my boy!"
"Papa, can we go get ice cream?"
"Did you eat all of your vegetables?"
Open
"And what do we have here?"
Open
"I did not say that. I simply allowed you to help me."
"Allowed? You're trying to make this seem like you're doing me a favor? My dear, most people think that I'm doing them a favor when I lend a hand. Though I shouldn't be surprised. You aren't 'most people', are you?"