Gravity Falls RP Group

Welcome to To Find the Author, a group dedicated to Roleplaying our favorite little Pines Family, and then some! If you're interested in playing a character, go ahead and look into the masterlist to ensure they're not taken and then snag 'em in our application process! (We're sure you've got nothing to fear, headcanons are something we widely regard when it comes to RPing.)

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My salary is so shitty 😒

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have you tried the bbq ranch chicken salad from Wendy’s?

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OMG I THOUGHT THAT SAID SALAD

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Gideon Gleeful!

2.

Gideon would be standing in the mirror. Straightening out his suit softly, his hair slicked back as he stood there, just taking in his form. He had worked on thinning himself out, giving himself a rather nice appearance at this point, not hard by any means, but not chubby, and over weight. He would hear a knock at his door, and one of his assistance opening up the door. “Mr. Gleeful you’ve got a bouquet.” She would state. He would roll his eyes. “Put it with the other ones.” There have been a lot since the Tent of Telepathy Opened back up.

3. 19~!

You’re in! 

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Gravity Falls/Rick & Morty RP Group!

ToFindTheAuthorRP is a VK-based roleplay group for characters from Gravity Falls and Rick & Morty (including Pocket Mortys!), and even OCs! We are always looking for new members, and we have so many characters open and available to play!

Muns can play up to four of their favorite characters, and every other weekend we have events! Come and apply now if you’re interested!

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1. Punk Rick!

2.

Rick would be leaning back in an office chair staring at a wall curiously, his eyes screwed shut as he stared at the teal hair he was rocking. “Man… what the fuck.” He would mumble as a single burp escaping his lips as he looked up. That’s when he would see a green portal opening up, and slidding out was… a fucking bouquet? Why. He would cock a wry grin as he stood up. Grabbing the flowers, pulling a lighter from his pocket, lighting them on fire and shouting. “LOVE SUCKS!” through the portal as he tosses them through. 3. I am 19!

Accepted

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1. Tell us the character you’d like to play, and how often you can play them.

Morty C-137

2. Write a short paragraph based on how your character would react to receiving a bouquet of roses from an anonymous person.

Morty had just gotten back from school to find a bouquet of flowers on the ground. Well Not just any flowers but, a  bouquet of roses. “Aw Man. Aw Geeze.” He muttered under his breath. He picked them up looking to see who they were for, All that was said was “Mr. Smith” I mean besides him, his dad would be a Mr. Smith, but no one liked his dad like that besides his mom right? So assuming it was for him he kinda just brought them inside, not sure of what to do with them, before thinking of a great idea. Heading to the kitchen her took the first note off and wrote ‘To Summer’ on it and placed it outside his sister’s room. It’s been kinda rough without his rick there, and his sister was feeling a little bit upset. Maybe that could help? Who knows. But after he put them down he went to his room, to get started on his school work.

Man, life without Rick was kinda boring. He kinda missed him to be honest.

3. If you’re under the age of 18 please let us know. (No one wants to get in trouble with the law for accidentally rping smut with someone not of age.)

20 years old bby

Accepted!

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1. c: it’s yo mom back at it again applying for greaser rick💕

2. Eyeing the flowers so randomly placed on the table before him. Looking both ways, he huffed before grabbing the bouquet and tossing it into the trash. He didn’t have time for such a frivolous thing he had to find Marty, clearing fallen petals away from the table to set up his work table again.

After several beats, he looked back at the stems sticking out of the trash, and his frown deepened. Burping, he walked over and, smashed them down further into the can. “Fucking-urrp- waste'a good plants.”

3. I’m old, I’m 25

Accepted!

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1. Greaser Morty

2.

The greaser would be standing behind the school a lite cigarette between his lips as he heard the clacking of shoes against pavement. He would turn his head only to see some shadow of a figure running off. This earned a quirked eyebrow from him as he glanced down. “What am I that scary?” He would mumble flipping the cigarette into his fingers as he walked forward towards the bouquet of black, and red. He would cock a slight smirk as he looked at the flowers. His brown eyes just taking it in. “Must not be for me.” He’ll chuckle as he walked past flicking the bud of his cigarette out towards the open air, coating the flowers in a small dust of embers.

3.

19 my friends!

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Accepted!

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Fiddleford McGucket

1. I’m applying to RP Fiddleford McGucket, older version, he is 62 years old

2. Write a short paragraph based on how your character would react to receiving an anonymous bouquet of flowers 2a. The old man hadn’t been expecting such a spook. The bouquet SEEMS to be innocent, such a nice gift someone decided to give him, right? He can’t trust that. McGucket pokes at the bouquet with his stick, eyes narrowing in suspicion. “Whoever’s a'watchin me, some’re out there in tha bushes, is this some sort'a joke? It betta not be, I can poke yah eye out, and so will tha wife–!!” His voice is cracky and the old man reaches down to grab the flowers into his hands. Inspecting them, they finally make him smile and he sets into his huge mansion with the gift in hand.

3. I’m 15. Guys, this is Duchess. ‘Yall know me lol

Accepted!

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1- I’d like to play Punk Morty! It’s Si, so I’m on pretty often tbh

2- 

Morty tossed his spent cigarette onto the ground, snuffing out whatever life that was left within it with the tread of his boot as he took a step forward. A single red rose sat on the doormat his deadbeat dad had always insisted on keeping on the front landing, a small card sitting under it that merely said “To Morty” in fancy calligraphy. The green-haired punk scooped the gift up curiously, turning over the card in one hand, while gingerly holding the flower in the other. There was nothing beyond his name written on it, and the rose seemed as average as any..yet Morty couldnt help but feel just a /little/ touched. Briefly, he considered tossing the romantic gift aside. Roses were as basic as a gift you cold get a date as ever..but, then again, what was more punk than a flower with literal spikes? 

Silently, Morty broke the stem in half and set it gently in the front pocket of his vest for all to see. He couldn’t wait to see how badass it would look when it dried. 

3- as you know I’m 16! 

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Accepted!

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1. Miami Morty (from Pocket Mortys), and this is Jimmy, y'all know I’m online all the time.

2. It had been a long day. Between working out and now performing, Morty felt like he hadn’t had a chance to take a breather all day. Sure, dancing was fun. He loved it. But he much preferred those days when he could lounge on the beach for hours without a care in the world. But, he had to make money somehow, and in this line of work, he had to stay fit in order to make money. So days like this were bound to pop up every now and then. Besides, he was almost finished. He just had to get through one last song.

Morty danced and twirled around the stage, not bothering to be humble as he showed off his moves. ‘Just a little longer,’ he kept reminding himself. He wanted nothing more than to get out of the club and get to sleep. But of course, he still gave the dance his best effort. Have to keep the crowd happy, after all. Finally the song came to an end, and Morty let out a sigh of relief as he gave the audience a quick wink.

He was about to turn and leave, when suddenly a bouquet of roses was thrown onto the stage. That was a little out of the ordinary, but certainly not unwelcome. He bent down to pick them up before straightening himself and yelling out a 'thank you’ as he left the stage. He stared down at the flowers in his hands, a genuine smile forming on his lips. It seemed all his hard work today had been worth it.

3. Still 17 for a few more months.

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Accepted!

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Wendy, and probably more often than Trisha since she’ll be more social  Wendy was on her way out of the house to work by time she noticed the bouquet waiting for her. She reached down and grabbed it to read the note that was stuck between the stems. ‘For a special girl -Anon’ It was a pretty sweet thought, despite the fact she wasn’t that into receiving flowers anonymously. Regardless of this fact, she reentered her house to place them in a vase. Hopefully they’d still be alive by time she got off work. As long as her brothers didn’t destroy them. 

I am an old lady of oldness at the old age of 24

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You’ve been accepted!

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Name: Xenalia Amber Todd Alias: Xena Real Name: Xenalia Amber Todd Current Age: 16/17 Gender: Agender/Female Place of Origin: Earth C-137 Species: Human Personality: Xenalia is Cold, calculating, and very closed off from everyone. She doesn’t often express her emotions so flamboyantly, and often uses her innocent looking face to get close to someone, pretending friendships is something she often does. Birthdate: June 6th, 2000 Blood Type: O+ Sexual Preference: Asexual, Demi-Romantic Relationship: Single, not looking to mingle with anyone Occupation: Assassin/Hired Killer. Figure: She is slim. Height: 5'2’’ Weight: 104lbs Skin Tone: Caucasian Hair: Bright red Eyes: Green Left/ Right handed: ambidextrous

Abilities/Powers: Xena is extremely intelligent, and is able to think her way out of almost every situation. That she’s been through at least. She’s been raised to be an Assassin by her father who also was an Assassin.  Being an Assassin means she needs to be a jack of all traits, such as:

Seduction

Leadership

Speed and Execution

Stealth

Strategic

Physically strong

and a need for Blood.

Example:

Xena had been staying in a home once known to be owned by a citizen in Gravity Falls that has, well suddenly went for a long vacation and left his Loving niece to take care of the home. Unbeknownst to her, she had gained an anonymous bouquet of flowers. She didn’t know who. she didn’t care either. They were probably poisoned and from one of her enemies. Assassination is a very very deadly field for a girl of her age.

My oh my oh my, what an interesting character. My dear, I believe you’re in.

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Name:

Alias: Locus

Real Name: Locus 

Current Age: It roughly translates into 17 earth years, but aliens age and mature at different rates than us, yknow? 

Gender: He uses he/him pronouns but nobody is really sure what he’s equipped with “down there” tbh 

Place of Origin: Planet 23-V10 in the andromeda galaxy 

Species: Stecave (pronounced Steh-cah-vay)

Personality: Deceitful, flamboyant, narcissistic, flirtacious, probably insecure, and has a love for breaking the law just for the heck of it. 

Birthdate: none that is known 

Blood Type: uhh,, well,, it’s purple

Sexual Preference: If he likes you he likes you

Relationship: Single and ready to mingle

Occupation: Stecave Rebel

Figure: Fit

Height: 5'10"

Weight: uhm

Skin Tone: Its blue 

Hair: silver

Eyes: white 

Left/ Right handed: ambidextrous 

Abilities/Powers: Jaw can open very wide– quite like a snake’s. Only needs to eat about once a month but also has to eat half his body weight

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Locus squinted down at the brightly colored flora at his feet– what were those? He had never seen them before. Curious, he crouched, lifting his mask to get a better look at the crimson bouquet..they seemed harmless enough… 

After giving the he flowers a few hearty jabs, he came to the very un-scientific conclusion that they probably weren’t going to hurt him, and scooped them up..only to tip his head back, opened wide, and shoved the bouquet down his throat, wrapping and all. 

If only he had realized these flowers were of a thorny variety just a tad sooner.

You’re in man. Go make that account and get started. We like you.

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Axolotl application

1. Tell us the character you’d like to play, and how often you can play them.

I’d like to play the ‘fanon’ character Axolotl! Although, the character isn’t in your list. 2. Write a short paragraph based on how your character would react to receiving a bouquet of roses from an anonymous person.

The axolotl swam against a gentle current in it’s talk, black eyes watching for nothing in particular when a large bunch of flowers was sat down on the edge of it’s tank. Putting flowers in water would make them live longer, she saw as one possibility. A large hand picked them up and put them in what was a called a vase, and sat them beside her tank. The unopened ones blossomed,and a few of them started to wilt after several cycles…. It was a good idea. The second vision she had, just as she made her way back around the tank, was one where they were left on the table. Within only a part of the cycle, she saw them wilting and not lasting long. Their beauty would not last. This made her… What Ford would call… Sad. Her gills drooped, and she sat still in her tank for the moment. The small note said they were for her- Probably from Ford, he was always sweet to her when they had been traveling dimensions and she saved him. She knew that they were friends…. Friends…. A third possibility came to her mind. The roses were placed in her tank, and she would sleep within the petals. Showing that she appreciated the man. Thanking him for every moment that he spent with her. When the large hands came back, she did a small flip in her tank, and the roses were placed within. Not even a moment later, she was nested within the petals, her gills wiggling softly and what seemed to be a smile on her face. 3. If you’re under the age of 18 please let us know. (No one wants to get in trouble with the law for accidentally rping smut with someone not of age.)

I’m not okay with RPing smut with this character? ;A; But I am 22

We’re always looking for a cutie like this one here! Welcome to the group Axolotl!

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1. An OC that I have submitted to the group, I’ll be around at least once a week on him.

2.

Lucian’s eyes would glance curiously around the room as he wandered. The mortal world was so… strange. These strange Mechanical beasts they called cars everywhere, he would continue to wander the streets of Gravity falls Oregan, until eventually he felt something be thrust into his hands a bouqett of Roses. “How… queer.” He was mostly just baffled at why they would exchange Flora as a gift.

3. I am of age to sin. I am an ancient 19

Hi yes, Good. Good. We like you, You’re in.

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If you ever wanted to join a group to Roleplay Gravity Falls and Rick and Morty characters on a completely different website that’s like a Russian Facebook look no further than ToFindTheAuthorRP!

In this group we role play the characters 4 years into the future after weirdmaggedon. And we have so many characters available!! From Rick Sanchez to Stanford Pines!! All your favorites in one awesome place!

Plus, every other weekend we’ll have an event. So come on down!!!

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Morticia

1. Tell us the character you’d like to play, and how often you can play them.

Morticia Smith! And this is Jimmy, so of course I’m on every day.

For a bit of context on the app, she’s running away from a foster home to find adventure in Gravity Falls. All will be explained and elaborated on in her pinned post, no worries!

2. Write a short paragraph based on how your character would react to receiving a bouquet of roses from an anonymous person.

Morticia slung her backpack, full of a few possessions she wanted to keep, over her shoulder and glanced behind her. She took a deep breath and turned back around, silently turning the doorknob and heading outside. As soon as she had shut the door and taken her first step, though, she tripped over something and fell down onto the dirt. She hissed in pain, looking down at her knees. Scraped. Well, this was off to a great start…

She looked at the doorstep and saw what she had tripped over– a bouquet of roses. Huh. That was weird. She wondered who left these here. She picked them up and looked over the attached card.

To: Morticia Smith, Earth Dimension H-729

There was no indication of who they were from. That… was weird. Like, really weird. Who could have possibly left these? For a moment she considered taking them with her. But then she decided against it. After all, what was she going to do with some wilting flowers on her way to Gravity Falls? She did, however, take the card and stuff it into her pocket. She didn’t exactly need her name and dimension lying around for anyone to find…

3. If you’re under the age of 18 please let us know. (No one wants to get in trouble with the law for accidentally rping smut with someone not of age.)

I’m 17.

Aw gee, what have you gotten yourself into Morticia!! Any who! Welcome to Gravity Falls!!  You’ve been Accepted