Take a Peak behind the Veil. Rp for my fae boy. Same Mun as Thethreefaes
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~open starter~
Okay, this was new. Rowan had experience with the dullahan back in his home land but this one was different. It should be hunting. Remaining in the forest and finding its next target.
But it had crossed into his territory and… hadn’t left. The creature was trotting down the street! In the city?! Why was it here? Rowan had to figure it out.
Leaving the apartment, Rowan made his way down the dark street. There were still people and cars out. Everything seemed normal. Except for the dark horse with the headless rider walking down the road.
No one saw it. No one reacted to it. Rowan followed. No name had been said. Why was it here?! It was driving the young fae crazy!
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“I’m bored…” Rowan leaned back on the grass and looked up at the sky.
“Well, go out and do something!” Lyra giggled as she looked up from her sewing. “Go find an adventure!”
“Find an adventure?” He muttered. That did sound fun. But where to go? Lyra made it sound so easy. He turned on his side and looked at his sister. “How?”
Lyra set the shirt and needle down to look at Rowan. The younger fae made her own shyness look brave.
“Make some friends. Or go wander and see who finds you. The human world is huge and filled with many interesting beings.” Lyra laughed at his pout but the young man finally sat up.
“Okay! Today I’ll find an adventure!” He puffed his chest out proudly. Lyra could only smile as she returned to her work.
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Ask my muse about the people in their life!
Family, friends, partners, exes, co-workers, mentors, teachers - no limits!
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“Can’t sleep?” Lyra walked up besides Rowan as he sat by the fire.
“Samhain is ending. And I… something doesn’t feel right.” Rowan wrapped his arms around his knees. His chin resting atop. Lyra watched him before smiling in understanding and moved closer.
“You could still go to the other side. The Veil’s open. You could hop over.” She urged him. Rowan was a young fae. Still connected to the other realm. The human world was hard on his form.
“You’re not use to the lack of magic in the air. You-“ Rowan covered her mouth with an annoyed look.
“No! I need to get use to it here. This is my home now! I… I’m not lonely here but I am there. So just… just sit with me?” His eyes were so hopeful. Determined. With a nod Lyra wrapped an arm around his back and rested her head against him.
“Of course, deartháir beag. I’ve got you.”
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EPIC: THE MUSICAL — ACT ONE
ASSORTED SENTENCE STARTERS featuring lyrics and dialogue pulled from EPIC: THE MUSICAL by Jorge Rivera-Herrans, a new concept album adapting the story of Homer’s Odyssey into a musical.
CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.
SPECIFY muse for multimuses.
❛ I know that I’m ready. ❜
❛ I don’t think that you’re ready. ❜
❛ Know that he will grow from a boy to an avenger. ❜
❛ I could raise him as my own. ❜
❛ Please don’t make me do this. ❜
❛ The blood on your hands is something you can’t lose — all you can choose is whose. ❜
❛ This is the will of the gods. ❜
❛ You’re as old as he was when I left for war. ❜
❛ Will these actions haunt my days? ❜
❛ Every man I’ve slain is the price I pay. ❜
❛ I would trade the world to see my son and wife. ❜
❛ When does a man become a monster? ❜
❛ When does a reason become the blame? ❜
❛ Six hundred men under my command. ❜
❛ The problem’s not the distance; it’s what lies in between. ❜
❛ My kingdom is waiting. ❜
❛ So Captain, what’s the plan? ❜
❛ Look! There, in the distance. I see an island. ❜
❛ I see a light that faintly glows. ❜
❛ Something feels off here. ❜
❛ I say we strike first; we don’t have time to waste. ❜
❛ We should try to find a way no one ends up dead. ❜
❛ You can relax, my friend. ❜
❛ I can tell that you’re getting nervous. ❜
❛ Is this how we are supposed to live? ❜
❛ Here we have a chance for some adjustment. ❜
❛ Give it a try, it's not that hard. ❜
❛ This life is amazing when you greet it with open arms. ❜
❛ Whatever we face, we'll be fine if we're leading from the heart. ❜
❛ Stay back, I'm warning you. ❜
❛ Kindness is brave. ❜
❛ Have you forgotten the lessons I taught you? ❜
❛ I see you changing from how I've designed you. ❜
❛ Have you forgotten your purpose? ❜
❛ My life has one mission. ❜
❛ We'll make a greater tomorrow. ❜
❛ Enlighten me, what's your name? ❜
❛ If you're looking for a mentor, I'll make sure your time's well spent. ❜
❛ If there's a problem, we'll have the answer. ❜
❛ I still intend to make sure you don't fall behind. ❜
❛ Don't forget that you're a warrior of a very special kind. ❜
❛ It’s almost too perfect, too good to be true. ❜
❛ Who are you? ❜
❛ We’re just travelers. We come in peace. ❜
❛ What gives you the right to deal a pain so deep? ❜
❛ Your life now is in my hands. ❜
❛ I’ll take from you like you took from me. ❜
❛ There’s been a misunderstanding. ❜
❛ Maybe you and I could make a deal. ❜
❛ I’m so glad we see eye to eye. ❜
❛ If we're defeated, they're good as dead. ❜
❛ No backup, no chance for support. ❜
❛ Our foe must be thwarted right here and now. ❜
❛ Show me how great is your will to survive. ❜
❛ Stand up and fight for your lives. ❜
❛ Defeat is not allowed. ❜
❛ We must live through this day, so fight! ❜
❛ You’ve hurt me enough. ❜
❛ You won’t live through this day. ❜
❛ We must move quickly, we don't have much time. ❜
❛ But captain, what'll we do with our fallen friends? ❜
❛ We are not to let them die in vain. ❜
❛ Our comrades will not die in vain. ❜
❛ Mercy is a skill more of this world could learn to use. ❜
❛ The blood we shed, it never dries. ❜
❛ I am neither man nor mythical. ❜
❛ You're a warrior meant to lead the rest. ❜
❛ That's just like you, why should I be surprised? Selfish and prideful and vain. ❜
❛ Every time someone dies I'm the one who is left to deal with the strain. ❜
❛ This way, you won't plague my life. ❜
❛ What a waste of effort spent. ❜
❛ At least I know what I'm fighting for. ❜
❛ Since you claim you're so much wiser, why’s your life spent all alone? ❜
❛ This day, you lost it all. ❜
❛ Is it nature or divine or a blessing in disguise? ❜
❛ Our home's in sight. ❜
❛ Brace for a storm, the likes of which we’ve never seen before. ❜
❛ I'll ensure that we prevail. ❜
❛ We're taking too much damage to survive. ❜
❛ At this rate, we won't make it out alive. ❜
❛ Please don't tell me you're about to do what I think you'll do. ❜
❛ You've heard the legends; this proves they're true. ❜
❛ Don't forget how dangerous the gods are. ❜
❛ How much longer til your luck runs out? ❜
❛ I still believe in goodness. ❜
❛ I just don't wanna see another life end. ❜
❛ You're like the brother I could never do without. ❜
❛ Don’t forget how much we’ve already faced. ❜
❛ I need to talk to you in private. ❜
❛ I can't have you planting seeds of doubt. ❜
❛ I ask for your assistance so we at last can go the distance. ❜
❛ Sounds too easy, what's the catch? ❜
❛ Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. ❜
❛ The end always justifies the means. ❜
❛ Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. ❜
❛ Time for me to be the father I never was. ❜
❛ Why are my eyes and my heart and my soul so heavy? ❜
❛ It isn't very often that I get pissed off. ❜
❛ I'm left without a choice. ❜
❛ I’ve gotta make you bleed. ❜
❛ I need to see you drown. ❜
❛ Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves. ❜
❛ You are far too nice. ❜
❛ I've got no mercy left to give. ❜
❛ The line between naïveté and hopefulness is almost invisible. ❜
❛ I am your darkest moment. ❜
❛ What have you done? ❜
❛ Any last words? ❜
❛ There's only so much left we can endure. ❜
❛ I'm not a player, I'm a puppeteer. ❜
❛ I can’t sleep now knowing everything we've done. ❜
❛ I must say what a brilliant speech you gave. ❜
❛ I don't know who you are nor why you're here. ❜
❛ One wrong move, then you're done for. ❜
❛ All I hear are screams, every time I dare to close my eyes. ❜
❛ I no longer dream, only nightmares of those who've died. ❜
❛ I am the prophet with the answers you seek. ❜
❛ I see a man who gets to make it home alive, but it's no longer you. ❜
❛ How has everything been turned against us? ❜
❛ How did suffering become so endless? ❜
❛ Do I need to change? ❜
❛ What if I'm the problem that's been hiding all along? ❜
❛ If I became the monster, and threw that guilt away — would that make us stronger? ❜
❛ I must become the monster. ❜
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Autumn in the Scottish Highlands
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Rowan was learning fast that an apartment was not for him. He thought moving and exploring the human world would be fun! He’d spent some time in it growing up as his father had been quite enthralled with manipulating human lives and businesses.
The young fae scrunched his nose as memories of his father’s past time came to him. Yeah humans were fun to mess with but his dad had been cruel. Rowan just wanted to learn more about them. And that meant living like one.
… which sucked. The city sucked. The noise sucked. The metal and glass buildings sucked. He wanted a little house in the forest with his own garden like Lyra! But he also didn’t have human money. So he’d have to wait on that dream.
Laying in his hammock, he looked out the window. A leg hanging off it to kick and rock him lightly. The apartment was pretty empty. Lyra would scold him if she saw. Say something about him surrounding himself with what he likes. But if he wanted that he’d just chill at her place!
This wasn’t home. This was just a stepping off point as he figured out his next move.
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Halloween aesthetic prompts! send a number or Trick or Treat! for a random starter!
Late night stories around a campfire
Red leaves spiked with frost
Spiderwebs dotted with dewdrops
Smoke curling into the sky on the horizon
Half-frozen ponds under a cloudy sky
A cracked, spotted old mirror
Blood on the pavement
The harvest moon seen through leafless trees
Thick fog over an empty street
Wind whistling through dry branches
The smell of fresh-baked cinnamon buns
Yellow slanted eyes in the dark
Bats flying against an orange sunset
Shadows dancing around a bonfire
Thunder that rumbles in your chest
Candlelight in a derelict house
Moths gathered around a porch light
Rows of pumpkins in a field
Corn too tall and too thick to see through
Crows calling in the empty morning
Cooking s’mores over a fire
Rattling chains
Something watching just out of sight
Chanting over an open book
Police lights flashing on wet concrete
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Rowan strolls back into his territory with a smoothie. Looking at his new followers he lifts an eyebrow.
“Uh… hi?” Takes a sip of his smoothie. “That’s it. I got nothin.” Continues his stroll.
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Bio
Name: Rowan Áine
Age: 26
Heritage: full blooded fae. Born in Ireland but moved to the US when he was 8. Lived in NY.
Backstory: Rowan is young for a fae. Still appearing 26 but has yet to hit his 100 year mark like his adopted sisters. Rowan is free spirited, curious, and adventurous… kinda. Rowan tends to get startled or anxious easily. Loud sounds especially can have him jumping out of his shoes.
Which made it even harder when his father moved them from their quiet forest to the city. His curiosity and nervousness a constant battle in his head.
After his father passed Rowan found his way to his childhood best friend, Lyra. While he could never stay still long, he always returns to her territory to rest and check in before he goes on another adventure.
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Rules
RP Rules
I’m afraid my computer is dead as I am on the inside. So I’m only able to use my phone. So please be patient with me if things look odd. I can only see what’s on my app.
Ok! On to the actual rules.
1) My OC are fandomless but follow the Gealic Fae mythology.
2) I rp with everyone. Canon characters AUs or OCs. Dupls. Don’t matter I love them all!
3) I only rp sfw. There can be joking and flirting but no actual smut nsfw.I don’t mind if the page I rp with has nsfw on their page. I just don’t write it myself. (Poor Rowan would probably spontaneously combust)
4) Don’t godmod or try to pressure me into writing something. I’ll just drop our thread all together.
5) Feel free to message me if you want to plan an rp or just toss in an ask, prompt, or a starter and see where it goes.
6) There’s no time limit on any of the asks or prompts I post. So if you see one you like, go ahead!
7) Even my short stories or photos can be turned into an rp. If you want your character to continue the story or use the story as a spring board into an rp, don’t be afraid to reblog and continue it or simply post a starter with a comment saying “in reference to mini fic.”
8) It’s ok for personal blogs to follow. Just don’t reblog threads that don’t involve you.
9) Can’t think of anymore rules right now. But if I do I’ll update this.
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