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[bow-anon-rikki]

{open starter} catching up with friend

*you were walking through the park when you saw Rikki talking to someone. The other person looked to be around her age ≈19 and as you approach you hear this*

(friend) you keep disappearing then coming back with scars

*she gestures towards Rikki's arm*

It's a lot y'know

What do you do?

(tags @acezinspace @emdabitchass @urbestestwindgod @cloak-of-ares @least-favorite-hades-kid @penelope-is-waiting @odysseus-of-ithaca-is-lost @aura-of-the-winds @lucifermorningstar-official @the-speedster-god @lethia-not-athena @the-god-ofwar @seleneandheliosog @mother-of-trust @princess-of-jade @notesbyaphrodite @justice-bringer @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes @amber-the-unknown @apollo-ask-blog @least-favorite-ares-kid @that-roman-arsonist @thomasofithaka @the-great-emperor-commodus @/anyone )

(my master list)

(tell me if you want to be added or remove)

[daughter-of-insanity]

Open Starter: Nightmares and Guilt.

It wasn’t uncommon for demigods to have nightmares. From creepy, prophetic dreams, to just general nightmares from trauma. That was mainly what Diana was dealing with.

You were up, for maybe that same reason. Maybe another. Just wandering around camp, until you see some vines that look almost like a ladder, on the side of cabin twelve.

Somewhere up on the roof, you can hear sniffling, you can sense someone’s awake. Do you choose to climb up?

Tag list:

@cabin-12-resident-daddy-issues

@im-always-highhhh

@likeapriceless-wine

@superbstarlightsheep

@/anyone else who wants to join!!

[sing-along-apollo-kid]

OPEN STARTER

[Lee stubbed his toe on his bunk]

Oh Funk! This Bunk is such a punk!

... What in the world? This is such a wirl?

[Oh No! Lee accidentally cursed himself with Rhyming Cuplets!]

//Come and make Mods life hell by making them write rhymes whenever Lee talks-//

[hark-a-hatebox]

The wind whips along the scorched ground, pelting your legs with tiny bits of rock and sand. It's been a little while since he's summoned you before him.

The machine that ended the world. A vengeful, cantankerous bastard. Vitriol flowing through him like your own blood. Allied Mastercomputer.

AM.

Even without him having eyes, you can sense his attention has turned to you. With a dismissive sound, he addresses you.

"Let's get started, shall we?"

((OOC: Introductions and Rules below the cut!))

((OOC: Welcome to my inaugural post! This is an open RP blog run by @mixterglacia. If you have any questions, or concerns, please don't hesitate to give me a holler.))

((I'm open to just about anything, whether that be any of the canons, fanons, or OC content! While I don't mind suggestive content, NSFW will need to be discussed before hand. Especially as I am an adult and have a zero tolerance policy for minors sending suggestive material/prompts. This is the fastest way to earn yourself a block.))

((As far as standard RP's I'm not opposed to minors engaging, as long as they know I can cut them off whenever I feel like the situation is unsafe for either of us.))

((I also have a zero tolerance policy for hate speech outside of canon behavior. If I feel you're getting too close to actual racism/homophobia/whatever, you'll be blocked.))

((With that out of the way, let's have a fun time!))

[frieda-dear-of-aphrodite]

Open Starter: Jealousy to Some... I Don't Even Know Why...

*Frieda currently looked through books, and newspapers, and old magazines, as she sat in her cabin... What was odd, was that they all had something to do with women, or love stories.*

*She wasn't obsessed. She wasn't romantically thinking about someone, though, she wished someone was thinking that way of her...*

*That's right. She was jealous. Actually jealous. It sounds normal for a child of Aphrodite... Yet, she had never felt this way before. She was 14, for goodness sakes, it was almost her 15th birthday! She shouldn't be acting like this...*

Dividers

<Tag List, Ask To Be Added Or Removed: @daughter-of-thanatoss, @jinx-child-of-hephaestus, @gave-mortals-fire, @spiderboichildofathena, @/anyone.>

[cursed-future-girl]

OPEN STARTER - Voices, ghosts and...social cues??

Cleo was going a bit crazy. Ever since Kronos had decided for some ungodly reason to try recruit her, ever since she had told him to shove it, voices wouldn't leave her alone.

Don't even get her started on the ghosts, they swarmed her and babbled nonsense 24/7. Sometimes they were so quiet she could forget they were there and sometimes they were so loud she couldn't think.

This made it a bit hard to function as a normal human being. She was in a circle, speaking with some demigods when they decided to start bothering her again. "You should speak to that pretty girl!" Her eight year old-self chimed in. Don't even ask how that worked because she didn't know.

"Hmm, I agree. It will be fun to see her reject you." Kronos, that titan-time-asshole, decided to give his two-cents on the matter.

"Would you shut up?" She hissed. She looked up at the demigods she had been speaking to only to find them staring at her. She really needed to work on her volume control, huh?

"I'm sorry. I'm...I just need some air." And so Cleo walked away.

She decided to find a quiet spot in the woods and basically collapsed. She couldn't do this anymore, not like this.

ANYONE CAN INTERACT!!

[mauricest32]

As soon as Hanabi exposed her breasts after removing the string of her bikini, Maurice didn’t wanted any time to attack and suck onto one of her breasts with all lust, besides groping the other one with full needing desire, being absolutely attracted to the heiress’s body since knowing that they were safe and alone.

That’s why he started to pull down his shorts and underwear to expose his already hardening cock and place it between her legs, being ready to insert it in after he used his free hand to move her panties aside.

@thecrazyone1990

Open Beach RP (Male, Female, or Futa only)

Hanabi Hyuga had managed to convince her father to let her go to the beach with your muse. Her "bodyguard" but was secretly her lover. She made sure no one knew about it but her. And now?

She has a chance to have some bit of fun alone with your muse. And she plans to make the most out of it.

"Are you ready for some fun? Sorry for making you wait, but hard to do anything with so many eyes around the home," said Hanabi as she got excited with the idea of them finally doing it without anyone seeing past her walls. "Hope you're not worried about doing it with me and risk my father finding out."

((Have some fun breaking her, while can be an older male/female or even shota, either one works))

[siriusbpadfoot]

Where: The Fountain of Fair Fortune When: 1am, 16th of March Who: Anyone

Sirius sat lazily in a chair, leaning back on two legs with his own feet up on a table. All around his the chairs were up and the floor was mopped, meaning Sirius was really free to go home any time he wanted. He was closing alone tonight and he didn't want to go home to his appartment just yet, deciding instead to stay here and have a few drinks. He had shoved four galleons into the till and was now drinking that money in firewhiskey, pouring himself generous shots and he leaned back, a cigarrette in hand. He'd have to remember to open the windows before he left or his manager would kill him for the smell.

"We're closed," Sirius called as he heard the door open, not even bothering to look over. "No point robbing the place either, we were quiet all night," he drawled sarcastically. It had been exactly a week since he had read the Daily Prophet and discovered his brother was missing and a week since his terrible mood started. He had spent the week working extra shifts, not because he didn't want to be alone but because he didn't want to deal with his friends and all their concerns. As good as their intentions were, he didn't feel like talking about any of it. Work was the easiest way to avoid that.

[galahadsboy]

Muse: Rokk

Plot: Rokk doesn't understand how laundry works

Open to: Men, other heroes, friends, civilians, roomate

"I think this jacket may be the only thing that I have that's clean and I don't know where replace the clothes with clean ones" he said lying on his bed in only a grey hoodie unzipped to show off his nude body.

[unlicensed-field-medic]

-Open Starter-

[Will sits at his little desk in the infirmary, a desk covered in paper that looks wrinkled and folded and much less organized than the ones he usually makes nowadays, though they're still in his handwriting. The papers are stained with old blood from years ago, which is also different than the papers he usually is seen messing with.]

[There are also like three lamps in the room all turned on extremely bright and pointed right at him in contrast with the dark of night outside the infirmary as Will flips through papers, mumbling vaguely to himself, an opague water bottle by his side]

[He doesnt even seem to notice he has company in this room, less of a room and more just curtained off with dark light-blocking sheets]

(What do you do?)

Anyone can interact

Literally please I love any interaction

[captain-rbf-benson]

Liv looked up at him and ran both hands over her face in shock and concern.

“We’re sure. And do the ministers have kids? Could these guys have access to the kids?”

She asked, ignoring her wine.

“Those symbols let other predators know they’re in an area where they will be…minors..for them. However it’s recently came to our attention that these kids aren’t just being pimped out, they’re being trained up, weapons, bombs, you name it..”

She shut the file and thanked the waiter then reopened it, taking a sip of her wine.

“I’ll make sure you get copies of this before I go. But these guys here..” she circled a man and a woman with her finger, “Apparently have ties to the security service.”

She exhaled, “i am sorry for keeping you so late, you look exhausted.”

[carousel-anon-aka-alexander]

Open starter: Young Emperor (based in the future)

*Alex was now 22 or 23. He was still growing his empire but it was already quite larger then you would expect for such a young emperor. He was busy planning his next moves in a upcoming battle when you found him. Dark circles under his eyes from a lack of sleep and a slim frame from not eating enough. He also had a few of his old plushies sitting in his lap. He did not expect someone to walk in but he smiled as you did*

tags: anyone can interact! You can decide wherever your character is in this point in time! @just-a-mer @mini-assassin-osiris @the-great-emperor-commodus @thrpr0phetuseek @1ceyanonhasarrived @roselio-and-the-thorn

[tokufan400]

Open Halloween Starter

"Well arn't you cute~." Rouge said. It was Halloween, and the bat thief was dressed in a Spiderwoman costume sans the mask. As she was flying, her eyes caught on to someone, and she decided to have some fun. "Wanna have a treat? I promise I won't pull any tricks~." Rouge said with a wink.

[another-argo]

>>Open Starter<<

Ghosting

(c'mon, you didn't think I'd stay gone, did you?)

Argo's room had stayed empty for weeks after his death. Only a few people knew where his grave was; so some people took it upon themselves to put offerings in his room instead of on his grave.

It's been a few weeks- to a month or two. The wound still hurts.. but life progresses.

The strangest thing about that is.. any offerings that Argo would've VERY MUCH enjoyed.. disappeared. Any daggers? Gone. Sour candy? Gone aswell.

You think that it's just a coincidence. Maybe- maybe people are actually just bad at this whole offering thing! If Argo was still alive he wouldn't have accepted the gifts anyways.

Because of Argo's room becoming a public tribute, even some kids from camp have managed to slip in- maybe to pay respects, maybe to swear out the bastard one more time, maybe just to pretend they knew him better than they really did.

You thought the noise coming from Argo's room was another camper- or one of his adopted siblings- in there again.

But then there was a crash.

Then another crash.

And something deep- something dark inside you lights. Your immeadiate thought is Eris. Only Theo actually saw the dead body- maybe she didn't die.

You brace yourself for a fight before you open the door and see.. Argo.

Emotions flood you in a giant wave- looking at your dead friend- or enemy- or.. whatever Argo was to you. For a moment, you think it was all a bad dream.

But Argo.. doesn't notice you. He's enamored with this stuffed rabbit.. playing with it like a little kid. He's holding a piece of a wooden block in their other hand, unwilling to let it go.

Argo hums a small tune under their breath. Their hair has gotten longer- and the blonde has grown to be majority of his hair. His eyes are a watercolor of brown and blue now- and he just looks.. transparent?

Argo moves over to some more of the offerings. There are a million different bouquets- but he picks up one that Commodus left for him- tucking a flower into his feather crown.

They put everything down- except they put the wood block in their pocket.

They look at the many daggers that were left to them. Picking some up and inspecting them.

Argo still seems completely oblivious to your presence..

What do you do?

ANYONE CAN INTERACT !

(Seriously, anyone.)

taglist (ask to be added or deleted): @orion-the-hunterpt2 @lilacnightshade @pain-is-forever @reyno-solis-real @faceless-bugger @unlicensed-field-medic @the-great-emperor-commodus @the-eclipsed-sun

[forged-in-fire-and-brimstone]

open starter

You see a figure in the forest, lying down. They look like they're asleep, a rag is next to them (evidence of being cloroformed).

The person looks to be about 15, they have long, messy ginger/blonde hair. They have a multitude of scars and bruises.

They're wearing a stereotypical military school outfit.

What do you do?

ANYONE CAN INTERACT

ask to be added to the taglist

[captain-and-crew]

OPEN STARTER

You were walking along the streets of Vegas for a quest- or otherwise just.. in Vegas. And you see.. a pirate?

Their fluffy brown hair flows in the wind- they're holding a bottle of whiskey, they're in.. heels? They have on so much gold jewelry it looks like they would be wrecked by a magnet.

But hey, it's Vegas. It's probably just a street performer. That is, until, you accidentally brush their shoulder and they pull a FUCKING SWORD ON YOU.

"Witch- witches everywhere. Where are we? How long has it been? Where is my crew?" They ask in a heavy British accent.

ANYONE MAY INTERACT

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