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                   PSA || RPING WITH MY CHARACTER

just because your character wouldn’t fit in with my character’s canon verse, doesn’t mean we can’t rp. au/crossover things are my life, you guys; i will be more than happy to either fit my character to yours’ canon verse or to make up an entirely different verse for both of them to interact in. it’s a great outlet for creativity and it’s just a lot of fun to throw two characters into a world they’ve never canonically been in. 

basically, when i say i’m a multiverse blog, i mean it. just come talk to me, you wonderful people, and let’s make our loser muses live in a medieval world or be spies or live in space or something. 

              how about it?

                               create a new universe with me.

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//I'm gonna do the longer replies, starters later ^^ I'm trying not to work so hard rn heh

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“Hmm, maybe, but 'm sure I've seen Jimmy sneak a few?” He can't be completely sure, but, if they were going to work in this hell-hole, they should at least be allowed to unwind.

Kennedy frowned, scrubbing at the stubble on his chin. “Aren't you like a janitor, though? I mean…it's not like you have to do deliveries an' stuff. C'mon live a little! If you run into any trouble, jus' say you finished it. Or, I'll cover you.”

*he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck*

Ehh, It’s tempting but.. I don’t think we’re allowed to smoke on board? And what if someone comes looking for Me and finds out I’m taking a long break?

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If you claim you're a smoker, you can get extra breaks.

Trust me. No one's gonna know. I bet Captain Curly takes long breaks too. Heh, what's he gonna do, fire us?

Ugh I don’t want to leave My break..

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Oh…OH?

Captain, I'm taking you to urgent care right now. With all respect, I'm a nurse, it's my job. If he wants to make medical judgements, he should train for it.

[The car's waiting for them outside. Godspeed. She's not going to lose her captain over Jim's idiocy.]

Can you stand, or should I carry you?

Jim... H-his sandwich... I -

CHOKE. COUGH. GASP.

He said.. I'm not getting a hospital.. Anya. Gingerale. S-something... Please.

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“It's a coffee machine.”

“Wait… you can make tea from it? Why am I only learnin' this now?”

“Chat…I fucked up. I broke the coffee machine.”

Who is chat? Nobody knows…

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You're worrying me…

I left you alone for five minutes!

Do you need to go to the hospital? Should I contact higher ups? Surely, they'd send an ambulance. Or, I'll drive you myself. *she's determined!*

What on earth is a fleshwinch??

Curly what have you done?!

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“Chat…I fucked up. I broke the coffee machine.”

Who is chat? Nobody knows…

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What on earth is a fleshwinch??

Curly what have you done?!

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i love when villains team up with heroes against a bigger threat ESPECIALLY when it isnt even remotely a moral/change of heart thing its just like. well all i want to do is steal things and kill people but this asshole wants to flatten the entire planet and, like, i live on the planet and don't want to be flattened. so. no shit i'm gonna help stop him. i'm still going back to crime after this btw.

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Forget enemies to lovers, my favorite romantic trope is the two characters who roast each other nonstop from their first interaction before suddenly and reluctantly realizing they’ve fallen in love with the other

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//Looking for more novella based rps! :) So far I have Anya and a mouthwashing oc on my roster!

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As the earth shook, a yelp flings itself from her mouth. She’s pulled down to the ground,caught unaware. First singing and now this? Sophie couldn’t help but feel a little guarded. However, judging by the length of the eruption, the source couldn’t be far.

Pulling a gnarled walk stick from her pack, she set off and was careful enough to leave a trace marker so she could find the route back again should she need to. For a few minutes, the scenery was monotonous; tall trees which covered the forest, blocking a bit of the morning light, until she came across an enormous figure with a rather scraggly beard.

Her breath caught in her throat. So the rumours had been true, after all! A giant here in the chalk! Despite the fear in her heart, she inched closer, wincing as a branch snapped under her foot. “Interesting… a real giant all the way out here.” Gently nudging him with the toe of her boots, she bent down to get a closer look. “A-are you quite alright?” A pause. “D-don't worry, you're safe. No one would think to look for you here.”

Ingvar sang, deep voice bounding off the stone face and craggy edges, beckoning his sheep from the mountains above. Though... it was not entirely accurate to call them his sheep. He didn't own anything, not except for the clothes upon his back and the contents of his pockets. The herding call drew them gradually down from their grazing. The sun was setting, and that meant dangerous nocturnal beings who very much enjoyed eating cute sheep would be out soon. Ingvar would keep them safe, however — no one, nothing, dared to attack with a giant on guard.

Into a pen they were all corraled¹ and the gate was closed and dexterously latched by pinching fingers. In a different season, the giant shearing their fleece would have been almost comical-looking, the little animal gently held like a potato while the other hand worked with the tools. But it needed to be done, lest they should become overgrown and painful, cause malady, or worse.

He plopped down cross-legged with a small sigh, and the whole world, shaking momentarily, likewise seemed to relieve itself of some burden. His heavy eyes closed — oh, perhaps he could rest them for just a moment.

¹as funny as the mental image is to picture a giant building a teeny tiny pen for itty bitty sheep, he hadn't built the enclosure himself; it was an abandoned one, and he simply maintained it, kept it in use

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119 Sophie Hatter Icons from  Howls Moving Castle (Part 3/3)

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Despite there being a coffee vending machine, Anya has several types of loose tea on board alongside a kettle and infuser. She prefers lapsang Souchong, Oolong, Green tea and on the occasion some breakfast tea.