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Hello I know I made a dramatic ass post a few days ago, and I do agree with that post somewhat... But instead of full on leaving, I’m starting fresh with a new blog and a new character. @mulishmeadow. If you would like to roleplay with the muses here, then contact me personally.
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Heyyy... read this
Jamie here! I’m sorry to say, but tumblr roleplay just doesn’t really work out for me, after I’ve taken a few hiatuses before. I still love roleplay, but in big communities like this, It feels more stressful. I end up being hung up on pages and themes and stuff to make it look nice, and I prefer just worrying about writing well.
I still want to roleplay with you guys! and if you would like to interact, my discord is fragolie #5979 and my instagram is @momsato. I’m gonna reblog this on my other rp blogs, which i think were just Kameko and her two relatives? so,,, if you see this from those blogs, feel free to also contact me!
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I’m at my brother’s house so no access to a computer
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Aspen:
{❀} “You have feminen charm? Where?” Aspen asked, looking around, “Is it under you?” He asked, lifting her up and carrying her to the bus stop and dropping her gently back on her feet. “Couldn’t find it.”
Eve was about to retort but her voice was interrupted by her own squeak as she was scooped up, flailing her legs and whining. Once she’s set down she pouts up at him, turning away with crossed arms. “ ...Now that just hurts, Aspen. ”
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Neighbor:
Gaku lived alone, of course he did, he didn’t want to spend anymore time with his dad than necessary. That old man was irritating to work with much less spend the rest of his time off with. It was a fairly nice place and in a good part of town too, nothing was too far and could be reached by just a short drive. It was here he spent his days of leisure.
A day off is rare and he wasn’t about to waste what was given to him. However he’d already spent enough time inside his apartment. No one wants to spend an entire day cooped up so naturally he was thinking of heading out somewhere, he grabbed his car keys and made his way out the door. His face was glued to his phone. Maybe since he was free he could contact Tsumugi, ask her what she was doing. He’d left a message in the chat and hoped she’d see it soon. When he looked up he noticed someone moving in, it took him a bit by surprise at first and he hadn’t realized that could be mistaken for watching until the man started talking.
Who is this and why is he talking to me? Is a thought that crossed his mind. He didn’t really have time to waste with a stranger. “Not really. I have somewhere I’m about to go, carry on.”
Bruce having never gotten close to many outside his family was of course eager to try to interact, so he assumed his first step would to try and make an attempt to be friendly with his next-door neighbor. However, becoming actual friends? Bruce had no interest in getting just that close to someone just yet, unless they were a business partner... Though he was someone who’d often keep to himself, he did feel a little disappointed that his first attempt to interact was rejected. His lips curl downwards into a frown, furrowing his brows and shrugging before turning away from the man. ‘Well, I’ll just find someone else to introduce myself to.’
Turning on his heel, he initially makes his way back into his new apartment... Before realizing he was supposed to go get another box to bring in, and he continues back down the stairs to carry on with moving his things in. Bruce hoists up a particularly heavy box, letting a grunt slip out under his breath and beginning to carry the box up the stairs, having a bit of regret from choosing the apartment on the top floor, making him walk up two to three flights of stairs each time. He was a fairly bulky guy, but even some things could get heavy for him... And there goes the box, slipping out of his grip and falling down the stairs.
Bruce just watched with his eyes slightly widened and his mouth agape, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose before making his way down the stairs to retrieve his things. Crouching down, he begins placing the items back into the box that had fallen out. “Christ...” He hisses under his breath.
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I'm at my brother's house so no access to a computer
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Stranger:
TWO HANDS IMMEDIATELY went up as though to discourage the other from her offer. “No need to pay for anything for me, I’m fine!” Her kindness was surprising, but he was perfectly capable of purchasing his own snacks. The… umbrella suggestion, though, was something he might have to consider. He had a nice, working umbrella from his father at home, and it would be a waste to buy a new one just for today, and he did have to get home at some point to take a shower… Well. His apartment wasn’t particularly far from here; perhaps they could do it.
“I’ll take you up on your offer to walk home together, though,” he added not long after, picking out a sandwich he could have heated up. “Hopefully ‘mother nature’ doesn’t take her anger out on us when we finally get out of here.” Unfortunately, it seemed the rain outside was nowhere near close to letting up. Maybe they ought to wait it out a little longer, just in case the winds grew stronger.
For drinks, Tino chose a small bottle of canned coffee and went over to join the girl by the counter. “Also–whoever you’re gifting that painting to is lucky you managed to save it in time. What’s the artwork of?”
Eve almost frowned a little bit as he rejected her offer, shrugging and turning back to the cash register as the man scans her purchases and places them into a paper bag. Stuffing the receipt into her bag, she takes the bag and steps aside to let the boy get to the counter for his own purchases.
She almost began to walk out the door after he rejected her offer, but the sound of him speaking up again caused her to come to a halt and turn to face him. Upon hearing him agree to the offer to walk home together, she gives him a friendly grin and nods. Placing her backpack onto her back in the proper way for it to be worn, she unwraps the umbrella so it’ll be ready to be opened when stepping outside.
“Okay then, shall we go? You’re taller, so perhaps you should be the one to hold it, not to mention we are heading towards your place I’m assuming and then I’ll walk the rest of the way to my house...” Eve holds the cheap, plastic umbrella out to him, urging him to take it and trusting that the boy wouldn’t just run off with it. “Ah, yeah, you could say that...” Eve laughs, “It was a painting of the park.”
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Axel:
��� ‘ 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚝 ➟ axel was a little abashed. he didn’t mean to be the subject of her disquiet over his wounds. the wrapping around his affected knuckles were completed. there was a passage of time ; about a second or two. finally, the troublemaker gave a reluctant admittance of the event. ❛ i roughed up a trio of guys. i had no reason to other than i was pissed. i don’t mean to make you worry — but that’s how i am. ❜
he closed his eyes and lowered his arm. the angst soon dissipated ; now axel’s emotional state returned to his regular state. amiable and carefree. ❛ at least you’e okay …uh. really, there’s … oh, fine. ❜ he said, shaking his head with a grin on his face. he’ll allow someone to aid him with the damage incurred. ❛ remember to put the dressing on first. wait a few seconds before applying the bandage though ; it gets slippery if you put it on too fast. ❜
Eve had already taken the bandages from him and began patching him up herself, briefly glancing back up at him every few moments as she waited for his voice to break the silence. When he finally began to explain himself and his current state, she raises her head to give him her full attention and her brows knit themselves together at the story he offered. An exasperated sigh escapes her throat, gently holding his arm as she bandages his injuries, and shaking her head.
“...Axel, why do you always have to find some way to get into a fight? What’s the point of it, if you’re just gonna get hurt... Besides, three against one... I’m assuming you didn’t win that fight...” Her lips curl downwards into a frown, being as gentle as possible as she works with the bandages. Listening to his advice, she follows along to what he said, trying to make sure it’s done well.
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Hard Times by Paramore - Pitch Down 1x so it sounds like a deeper voice is singing
Original song by Paramore from their upcoming album “After Laughter”
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Let's Cut to the Chase. I wanna RP. Let's Do It:
spiketheforsakensoul:
Let’s cut to the chase. I wanna RP. You wanna RP. Let’s do it. Don’t be shy. Send in one or more of the following symbols to my ask:
☮ - If you’d like a starter.
☼ - If you’d like our characters to be friends.
✿ - If you want to try a romantic relationship with my character.
❅ - If you’d like our characters to be enemies or rivals.
♥ - If you just want to RP, and see where it goes.
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here we go again. activity might be kinda unpredictable due to family situations.
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Noctis:
“Don’t feel that way, it’s totally fine.” Noctis stated with a bright smile towards the other. “That would be fine, follow me.”
Eve hesitates for a good few moments before slowly nodding her head, slipping her sketchbook into the bag she had slung across her shoulder down to her hip on the opposite side of her body. “Okay, lead the way and I shall follow you, then...”
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Serinaty:
It was always funny to mention sweets since he dislikes them, how opposite, for she herself loved to always eat something sugary. Unable to cover up the small fits of laughter at his reaction Serinaty only nods in agreement.
As the conversation progresses they had managed to exit the college getting away from some of the stares. Easier to breathe for her who has some discomfort with them.
“Why don’t you ask them to be quiet in that special way I know you can?” Her tail shifts at the small tease knowing he could probably scare them without being sharp tongued. “Or would you like me to talk to them?”
A deep, exasperated sigh leaves his lips but a chuckle slips out along with it. Bruce runs his hand through his curly hair, as he hadn’t had the time to slick it down like he usually likes to, not to mention it looked a bit odd for him to sit in class with his hair slicked down in such a formal manner. Her suggestion caused him to let a rare laugh slip out, a more relieved sigh following it this time.
“Oh, I could do that, but I’d rather not sit in front of the men who may soil themselves in class.” Bruce cracks a joke, readjusting the bag on his shoulder. “I’m joking, I’m really not that scary... Am I?” Bruce leans into Serinaty’s line of view, tilting his head and gesturing to his face. “What do you think?”
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Me: literally just made a new blog Me: you know what I should do? add another muse
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Here we are again, with a new blog. Hello, this is a roleplay blog for the brother and uncle of Kameko Mizushima (OC). If you’d like to interact with two fandomless OCs, please like/reblog (the latter is appreciated.) Now onto some info on the muses.
Masashi Mizushima
Overprotective big bro who loves his family v much.
Big boy, he’s 6′5 and generally giant.
He loves his bass almost as much as his family.
Loves the spooky stuff, be it a haunted spot or horror movies.
Haruo Mizushima
Sweetheart old man, tries to be hip but fails.
Screams at insects, idk what he expected from gardening.
LOVES new notebooks
Seems harmless, will drop kick you if you hurt his niece or nephew.
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Creepy man:
Moves away at the last second, holding his hands up defensively ( as if he’d done nothing wrong in this situation ). “Relax, ‘m jus’ askin’, sweet ass. Nothin’ more, unless ya’ wan’ more.”
“ Unless ya’ wan’ more interaction with my knee to your nuggets, I would suggest moving away. ” Lewis speaks, mocking the stranger’s accent. He tries to sound un-bothered, but he’s extremely mildly terrified.
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dohoshu replied to your post: dohoshu replied to your post: ...
mm whatcha say
He’s gonna keep doing it until Arata moves away.
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