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spot-the-muse starter prompts

muses being able (or forced) to see/watch each other is a great way to start or set up interactions. these are a set of visible prompts that might work as premises for starters. feel free to specify which muse is watching and which muse is experiencing the prompt!

send a number for a starter where one muse watches the other....

being strangled

being hit on by someone they're uninterested in

crawling out of an alley somewhere

getting soaked as a passing car drives through a puddle

dancing/standing in the rain

defending the other muse physically or verbally

talking about the other muse with someone else (and they don't think the other muse is listening)

sleeping in the grass in a park

returning the last copy of a library book the other muse wanted to borrow

trying and failing to eat a messy meal without making a mess

tripping up a staircase

doing their job particularly well

realising they can't pay for their coffee at a cafe

missing their stop on public transport

sighing as their phone runs out of charge when they really needed it to get home

defending themselves physically or verbally

needing help

asking someone else for help and not getting it

wrapping up (or trying to hide) a wound

passing out (or about to pass out)

interacting with a scared animal

sacrificing/giving up something they wanted, so that someone else can have it

having a nightmare

drowning

attempting to escape a disastrous blind date

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As the healing magic flowed through him, Elias let out a sigh of relief as the pain began to subside, already feeling much better than he had only moments before.

"You have my thanks, Temenos," he said.

The mage adjusted his coat slightly, a rather expensive looking one with the exception of the puncture hole in it. In fact, his entire ensemble was quite well put together. The markings of a nobleman or a wealthy merchant.

"I don't particularly mind, but where is it you plan on taking me?" Elias asked, his voice neutral. Even now he was sizing up the cleric who'd just saved him, still on edge from the combat he had narrowly escaped.

Temenos raised a brow. He hardly saw what was so interesting about his name, but perhaps now wasn't the time to focus on that. The man removed the strange arrow in his side, and Temenos was quick to act, pointing his staff toward the stranger.

"Be healed." A rejuvenating aura washed over the man, and he'd quickly find his wound closing. There was still a notable mark on his flesh, but the flow of blood appeared to have stopped, for now.

"There we are. Now, seeing as you should be able to walk now, I trust you'll have no qualms coming with me and telling me what exactly has happened?"

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🐝  *  ―  𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.   (  random assortment of sentences that can but don’t have to be used for muses meeting each other for the first time. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  i know we only just met but i already feel like i’ve known you my whole life.  ❜ ❛  umm, is this seat taken ?  ❜ ❛  don’t be alarmed now but there’s someone following you. pretend you know me and come with me. i’ll get you somewhere safe.  ❜ ❛  my friends ditched me here and now i could really use a ride home.  ❜ ❛  i don’t think we’ve met yet but you looked like you needed someone to talk to.  ❜ ❛  can you please pretend to be my boyfriend / girlfriend for a moment so my ex will leave me alone ?   ❜ ❛  are you always this straightforward with strangers ?  ❜ ❛  here, i noticed you lost this earlier.  ❜ ❛  i’m sorry, i must’ve mistaken you for somebody else.  ❜ ❛  so, what brings you here today ?  ❜ ❛  hi, my name is [name]. it’s nice meeting you.  ❜ ❛  you’re cute. how about i buy you a drink ?  ❜ ❛  can’t you watch where you are going ?!  ❜ ❛  i just moved into the apartment next to you, so i guess we’re gonna be neighbors now.  ❜ ❛  oh god, you’re [name], aren’t you ?  ❜ ❛  here, let me help you.  ❜ ❛  is there a reasons you’re here on your own ?  ❜ ❛  apparently we’re going to be working on this together now.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hand with that.  ❜ ❛  what do people around here do to have some fun ?  ❜ ❛  looks like this will take a while, huh ?  ❜ ❛  oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself.  ❜ ❛  excuse me, i think i’m lost.  ❜ ❛  i just wanted to say that i really like your outfit.  ❜ ❛  do you come here often ?  ❜ ❛  do you mind if i join you for a bit ?  ❜ ❛  you looked lonely so i got you a drink.  ❜ ❛  i don’t think we’ve met, i’m [name].  ❜ ❛  what the hell just happened there ?  ❜ ❛  have you seen this anywhere ? i must’ve lost it.  ❜ ❛  can i please use your phone ? i have to call someone to get me out of here.  ❜ ❛  seems like we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together.  ❜ ❛  come with me, and don’t ask any questions. it’s urgent.  ❜ ❛  i heard strange noises coming from your apartment and just wanted to make sure everything is alright.  ❜ ❛  i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ?  ❜ ❛  you don’t know me but will you be my date for tonight ?  ❜ ❛  we’ve got some time to kill so why don’t you tell me a little about yourself ?  ❜ ❛  i don’t usually just walk up to strangers but my friends set me up to it.  ❜ ❛  i think our orders may have gotten mixed up.  ❜ ❛  do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ?  ❜

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— WE  MEET  AT  LAST!

Possible  first  meeting  starter  prompts.  Send  me… (Send  🔁  +  any  emoji  to  reverse  the  outcome.)

✂️  to  cut  in  front  of  my  muse  at  the store. 🍝  to  sit  at  my  muse's  table  at  a  restaurant. 💰  to  pay  for  my  muse's  meal  at  a  restaurant. 🍻  to  run  into  my  muse  at  the  bar. ☕  to  get  coffee  with  my  muse. 💨  to  crash  into  my  muse,  cliché  anime  style. 🐶  to  find  and  return  my  muse's  lost  pet. 🙈  to  go  on  a  blind  date  with  my  muse. 🥴  to  drunkenly  flirt  with  my  muse. 🎮  to  play  games  at  the  arcade  with  my  muse. 🚗  to  pull  my  muse  out  of  the  way  of  traffic. 😱  to  be  trapped  in  an  elevator  with  my  muse. 🔒  to  break  into  my  muse's  house. 👊  to  help  my  muse  in  a  physical  altercation. 🍷  to  join  my  muse  at  the  table  after  they're  stood  up. ☔  to  stand  under  my  muse's  umbrella. 👛  to  steal  my  muse's  bag/purse/wallet. 🎉  to  talk  to  my  muse  at  a  party. 🚚  to  move  in  next  to  my  muse.

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"Temenos? Interesting name," Elias commented, hobbling over towards a nearby tree to lean against for support. He took a deep breath, grasping the bolt and ripping it out from his side with a groan of pain and a sharp exhale.

"Well now, follower of Aelfric, I hope you were telling the truth."

With the bolt now removed, blood was flowing quickly from Elias's injury. Already his face was beginning to pale.

Temenos noted the object buried in the stranger's side. It resembled an arrow, but something about it was a little unusual... Well, perhaps he could worry about it later. After a cursory look around, the cleric decided that likely wasn't a trap, and it wouldn't do to leave the poor fellow to die of his injury without context.

"Well, it would seem the gods have smiled upon, stranger. I am Temenos, a cleric of the Order of the Sacred Flame." He stepped closer. "If you could be so kind as to remove that item from your side, I'll have the wound patched up in no time."

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Shirka Balazarr threw open the doors from the tavern, rushing into the streets as an incredibly enraged bald man chased after him. The blonde desert-dweller nimbly dodged between people meandering the busy streets, losing his pursuer in the crowd and ducking into an alleyway to catch his breath.

"Insecurity is a disease," he muttered, staring over his shoulder towards the bustling streets he had just came from.

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Yrsa sat at the bar, a remorseful expression plain to see as she finished a mug, an assortment of different glasses and cups before her from the variety of drinks she’d finished.

“Corvax hyped it up so much, turns out alcohol is just weird, spicy juice.”

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// Flat colors for Irina Silverbeard, a new D&D character I've been playing. She's a half-elf/half-dwarf rogue and light domain cleric multiclass. I may at some point attempt a thread or two with her, we'll see. Though I may first need to fix her right hand and shade this lmao

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Shirka Balazarr threw open the doors from the tavern, rushing into the streets as an incredibly enraged bald man chased after him. The blonde desert-dweller nimbly dodged between people meandering the busy streets, losing his pursuer in the crowd and ducking into an alleyway to catch his breath.

"Insecurity is a disease," he muttered, staring over his shoulder towards the bustling streets he had just came from.

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Elias leaned heavily on his cane, head snapping in the direction of a stranger's voice. The crossbow bolt from one of the guards he'd been in combat with was still embedded in his midsection, and while he'd lessened the blow with defensive magic, all that did was turn a lethal blow into one that was only potentially lethal.

He eyed the stranger up and down. A man of a clerical persuasion, judging by the robes. Though he did not know of which god.

"I've certainly been better." Elias responded, "and if I don't find some medical help soon, things will only get worse."

Temenos had been on a stroll just outside of Flamechurch at sunset, lost deep in thought when he heard a sudden, strange noise. This was followed by a voice. "Hmm? How curious..."

Temenos followed the sound to its source, where he found a seemingly injured man struggling to stand. "Oh dear. Are you quite alright, good sir?" He didn't actually sound all that concerned, but it was only courteous to ask...

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Legends are eternal

"You wanna live forever?"

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A brilliant flash of light and fire disrupt the calm of the autumn air. A winded middle-aged man appears in the middle of a rapidly fading arcane sigil on the ground. He looks around, grasping a wound in his side.

"Where the hell am I?

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A brilliant flash of light and fire disrupt the calm of the autumn air. A winded middle-aged man appears in the middle of a rapidly fading arcane sigil on the ground. He looks around, grasping a wound in his side.

"Where the hell am I?

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Reblog this if I have permission to go in your inbox to start a random RP

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// Yo! I'm alive! Been over a year since I posted, so a little update from me. I moved, got a new job, and lost the motivation to write.

I've been super into Monster Hunter World, Elden Ring, TFT, and the Yakuza series these days. D&D has sated a lot of my hunger for writing and roleplay, which i think contributed to my losing the drive to write Arkyn.

I'm gonna put this blog on an indefinite hiatus, but i may still pccasionally post over on @matrotas-muse-hub. Mutuals, feel free to hmu for my discord if you wanna stay in touch. I may pop back in from time to time to see what everyone's up to, but idk if I'll be back to writing Arkyn again for a while.

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// I’m mostly finished moving

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Shirka approached the water, kneeling before it and setting his pack down. From within, he produced two waterskins, uncapping them to fill.

"That I am, I've been traveling the sands for some time now."

He glanced towards the stranger out of the corner of his eye, a sly grin gracing his face.

"That so? Well, I've been to a few oases myself, but I can't help but feel a little curious if you've discovered any I haven't."

He stood to his full height, placing one hand on his hip and dipping into an over-the-top bow.

"The name's Shirka Balazarr. I'm a native Shuriman, but it's been a while since I came back home, and I've been long overdue for a visit."

Shay rested her head on her arms, a smile crossing her lips at the stranger before her. "You must be a traveler too then. This is a good place for fresh water. And for a swim. I happen to know where a lot of the good oasis' are." she grinned.

"Name's Shay by the way, Shay of Shurima. Where you heading to traveler?" she asked curiously, ears flickering at him.