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That and seeing if I can ever get Kira’s blog back since a bot decided it was bad rather than an actual human 

OOC Post- Feb 2021

I’m trying to think of how to approach BOTGD 2.  Ironically in my non-botgd related universe- I sometimes got to points where my OC’s are older- but since it’s not the WIlderwest (and it’s literal own thing) I only have a small context.  I’m honestly hoping my OC’s themselves will decide because that’d be wonderful. :) 

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OOC Post- Feb 2021

I’m trying to think of how to approach BOTGD 2.  Ironically in my non-botgd related universe- I sometimes got to points where my OC’s are older- but since it’s not the WIlderwest (and it’s literal own thing) I only have a small context.  I’m honestly hoping my OC’s themselves will decide because that’d be wonderful. :) 

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@battleofthegroundeddungeon  My Kira blog got marked as explicit..so erm...I’m trying to save my roleplay blogs to it’s own wix site. My OC’s are too important to lose the work that went into creating them for the roleplay, for them to get knocked off the site because of tumblr’s incompetence.  For context, I’ve had a wix account for 3 years and I can use their site to save my characters’ parts.

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Ask About My OC

Ranging from very basic, to a little more unusual! Reblog for your followers to ask.

1. How did they get their name?

2. What’s their favorite color, and why?

3. What is their worst memory?

4. What is their best memory?

5. Who was their first best friend?

6. Who are/were their parents?

7. Where did they grow up?

8. Would they ever try skydiving?

9. Do they believe that they are destined for greatness?

10. Do they believe they will succeed in their mission?

11. Do they have any super powers? If so, what are they?

12. Do they have any strange talenets? What are they?

13. Do they have any nicknames? Which are their favorite and least favorite?

14. Who are their current best friends?

15. What is their greatest fear?

16. What religion do they practice?

17. What planet are they from?

18. Are they human or nonhuman?

19. What is their favorite music genre?

20. Do they play any sports?

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writing-prompt-s:

Valhalla does not discriminate against the kind of fight you lost. Did you lose the battle with cancer? Maybe you died in a fist fight. Even facing addiction. After taking a deep drink from his flagon, Odin slams his cup down and asks for the glorious tale of your demise!

Oh my god, this is beautiful.

A small child enters Valhalla. The battle they lost was “hiding from an alcoholic father.” Odin sees the flinch when he slams the cup and refrains from doing it again. He hears the child’s pain; no glorious battle this, but one of fear and wretched survival.

He invites the child to sit with him, offers the choicest mead and instructs his men to bring a sword and shield, a bow and arrow, of the very best materials and appropriate size. “Here,” he says, “you will find no man who dares to harm you. But so you will know your own strength, and be happy all your days in Valhalla, I will teach you to use these weapons.”

The sad day comes when another child enters the hall. Odin does not slam his cup; he simply beams with pride as the first child approaches the newcomer, and holds out her bow and quiver, and says “nobody here will hurt you. Everyone will be so proud you did your best, and I’ll teach you to use these, so you always know how strong you are.”

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A young man enters the hall. He hesitates when Odin asks his story, but at long last, it ekes out: skinheads after the Pride parade. His partner got into a building and called for help. The police took a little longer than perhaps they really needed to, and two of those selfsame skinheads are in the hospital now with broken bones that need setting, but six against one is no fair match. The fear in his face is obvious: here, among men large enough to break him in two, will he face an eternity of torment for the man he left behind?

Odin rumbles with anger. Curses the low worms who brought this man to his table, and regales him with tales of Loki so to show him his own welcome. “A day will come, my friend, when you seek to be reunited, and so you shall,” Odin tells him. “To request the aid of your comrades in battle is no shameful thing.”

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A woman in pink sits near the head of the table. She’s very nearly skin and bones, and has no hair. This will not last; health returns in Valhalla, and joy, and light, and merrymaking. But now her soul remembers the battle of her life, and it must heal.

Odin asks.

And asks again.

And the words pour out like poisoned water, things she couldn’t tell her husband or children. The pain of chemotherapy. The agony of a mastectomy, the pain still deeper of “we found a tumor in your lymph nodes. I’m so sorry.” And at last, the tortured question: what is left of her?

Odin raises his flagon high. “What is left of you, fair warrior queen, is a spirit bright as fire; a will as strong as any forged iron; a life as great as any sea. Your battle was hard-fought, and lost in the glory only such furor can bring, and now the pain and fight are behind you.“

In the months to come, she becomes a scop of the hall–no demotion, but simple choice. She tells the stories of the great healers, Agnes and Tanya, who fought alongside her and thousands of others, who turn from no battle in the belief that one day, one day, the war may be won; the warriors Jessie and Mabel and Jeri and Monique, still battling on; the queens and soldiers and great women of yore.

The day comes when she calls a familiar name, and another small, scarred woman, eyes sunken and dark, limbs frail, curly black hair shaved close to her head, looks up and sees her across the hall. Odin descends from his throne, a tall and foaming goblet in his hands, and stuns the hall entire into silence as he kneels before the newcomer and holds up the goblet between her small dark hands and bids her to drink.

“All-Father!” the feasting multitudes cry. “What brings great Odin, Spear-Shaker, Ancient One, Wand-Bearer, Teacher of Gods, to his knees for this lone waif?”

He waves them off with a hand.

“This woman, LaTeesha, Destroyer of Cancer, from whom the great tumors fly in fear, has fought that greatest battle,” he says, his voice rolling across the hall. “She has fought not another body, but her own; traded blows not with other limbs but with her own flesh; has allowed herself to be pierced with needles and scored with knives, taken poison into her very veins to defeat this enemy, and at long last it is time for her to put her weapons down. Do you think for a moment this fight is less glorious for being in silence, her deeds the less for having been aided by others who provided her weapons? She has a place in this great hall; indeed, the highest place.”

And the children perform feats of archery for the entertainment of all, and the women sing as the young man who still awaits his beloved plays a lute–which, after all, is not so different from the guitar he once used to break a man’s face in that great final fight.

Valhalla is a place of joy, of glory, of great feasting and merrymaking.

And it is a place for the soul and mind to heal.

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Reblog if your muse has lost one or both parents.

Click here if they still have both their parents.

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WRITING PROMPTS

WRITING PROMPTS FOR DAYS Feel free to request any of these for any character.

1. “Do you want me to leave?” 2. “I swear it won’t happen again.” 3. “I’m not jealous.” 4. “You can’t keep doing this.” 5. “I’m going to take care of you, okay?” 6. “You can’t die. Please don’t die.” 7. “You did what?!” 8. “Were you ever going to tell me?” 9. “Don’t ask me that.” 10. “I might have had a few shots.” 11. “What’s with the box?” 12. “Say it!” 13. “I could kiss you right now!” 14. “Are you done with that?” 15. “Are you still awake…?” 16. “Excuse you?” 17. “This is all your fault!” 18. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.” 19. “I could kill you right now!” 20. “Just admit I’m right.” 21. “That doesn’t even make sense.” 22. “That’s irrational.” 23. “Just pretend to be my date.” 24. “Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?” 25. “When you love someone, you don’t just stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Especially then!” 26. “I think I’ve been holding myself from falling in love with you all over again.” 27. “I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.” 28. “That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.” 29. “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.” 30. “Can I sit here? The other tables are full.” 31. “You weren’t supposed to laugh!” 32. “This is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.” 33. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.” 34. “These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.” 35. “Before I do this, I need you to know that I have always loved you.” 36. “Did I say that out loud?” 37. “Do you think they could have loved me?” 38. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.” 39. “How long have you been standing there?” 40. “Have I ever lied to you?” 41. “Have you lost your fucking mind?” 42. “His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.” 43. “I am not losing you again!” 44. “I don’t know why I’m crying.” 45. “I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” 46. “I just need to be alone right now.” 47. “When I picture myself happy… It’s with you.” 48. “I made a mistake.” 49. “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.” 50. “I need you to forgive me.” 51. “I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking.” 52. “I think I’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.” 53. “I’m flirting with you.” 54. “I’m not good enough for you.” 55. “I fell in love with my best friend.” 56. “I’m sorry, what? I keep getting lost in your eyes.” 57. “I’m up to the challenge.” 58. “I’ve been in love with you my entire life. Ever since the day I first met you.” 59. “I’m yours.” 60. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.” 61. “If you go anywhere near them, you’ll have to deal with me!” 62. “It’s okay to cry…” 63. “What do you mean? It’s exciting!” 64. “Talk to me.” 65. “Look at me—just breathe, okay?” 66. “Look, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to say I love you.” 67. “Oh my god! You’re in love with them!” 68. “Well, this is where I live.” 69. “We finish it the same way we started—together.” 70. “What are you afraid of?” 71. “You are the single best thing that has ever happened to me.” 72. “You deserve so much better.” 73. “You don’t have to stay.” 74. “You don’t know you the way I do.” 75. “You fainted, straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” 76. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” 77. “You shouldn’t have even been there!” 78. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” 79. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.” 80. “Teach me?” 81. “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?” 82. “Looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while.” 83. “Just once.” 84. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.” 85. “It’s not what it looks like.” 86. “I got you a present.” 87. “Hey! I was gonna eat that!” 88. “See, now, what that so bad?”.” 89. “You’re the best part of me.” 90. “I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.” 91. “Can I hold your hand?” 92. “Let’s move in together.” 93. “It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.” 94. “What time is it?” 95. “Just wait a second.” 96. “Here, let me.” 97. “You’re so cute when you pout like that.” 98. “Hold me back!’ 99. “I don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!” 100. “I adore you.”

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Svied is Capricorn, Kira is Aries, Cairbre is Scorpio. :)

I can’t believe I never figured out everyone’s zodiac signs

Nala is a Leo (UM YES), Tree is a Scorpio (DEFINITELY), and Darien (sorta?), Liam (sure) and Kendra (absolutely) are all Pisces

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Carrie Fisher was never afraid of the truth. These are her quotes that need repeating.

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Reblog if your muse would risk their life to save a loved one

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Meant to post this yesterday, but I got pre-occupied by the local news stations covering last night’s protests..

Svied, looked around the unfamiliar bright bedroom. The large window stood to her left, framing a scene of the sky, grass and the house behind the one she was in.

She looked at the posters on the wall, "How to Train Your Dragon" "How to Train Your Dragon 2"..and "Doctor Who: The Day of the Doctor." She did a double take, why did that brown haired, brown eyed actor on the poster look like her uncle? How in the universe did she land here?

She looked next to the bed, seeing a night table and some still unpacked containers standing in as night tables. The "tables" were a bit messy, but the room itself was kept free from clunky furniture aside from the bed. A few DVDs lay on the farthest "table" The stuffed Dragon toys caught her eye- whosever room this was must be a big fan of those Dragon movies. Each Dragon had an equivalent on the How to Train Your Dragon 2 poster. The biggest poster in the room.

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*RIPS OPEN A PILLOW FILLED WITH FLOWER PETALS* 

Need an idea before 12!

I am plum out of comic ideas on the FRICKIN DAY OF THE ANNIVERSARY!

hap….me

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*has a character who'd be a HP fan in modern AU* *barely seen or read any of the novels or movies myself*

BOTGDers, have we talked Hogwarts houses with our characters yet?

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Svied- brown and yellow

Kira- bright red

Cairbre- blue

respond at your leisure, but what color do you associate your muse with?

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Names in the fictional writing system I’m developing OOC. 

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All her life, she was drawn toward the earthy, muted tones. She never felt right having to wear bright colors for special occasions.

Her favorite dress was a dark blue, almost the same shade you'd see climbing the high mountains to the east.

Bright colors were never something she felt reflected her.

Does your character prefer highly saturated colors, or ones that are less saturated (muted)?

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She filled out the answer and looked up, seeing the two people in front of her copying their work.

Svied stayed quiet, finishing the exam. If the cheaters we're going to get into trouble, she hoped the teacher proctoring the test would catch them.

She finally made it up to the essay questions. Carefully thinking out the responses and checking for grammar and spelling errors.

Finally the exam was finished. She sighed with relief.

If your character saw someone cheating on a test or similar, would they report it?