#╭・🌷𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒈 ;; roleplays . starter

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OPEN STARTER ;; Professor Hojo.

TIMELINE ;; Final Fantasy 7 – Before the Plate is dropped.

PLACE & TIME ;; Shinra HQ, Lab 09, 8:10 Pm.

SHIPPING PREFERENCE [PLATONIC / ROMANTIC] ;; Multi-Ship, Open to any, romantic relationships must be of age, and preferably female due to Hojo being straight canonically and as a muse itself, platonic relationships may be any.

TAGS ;; @cupid-beatricereden , @ghostlyeye , @ask-liam-and-co + anyone else who would like to join.

A man in a lab coat stands at a machine, seeming to be fumbling around with a control panel of sorts, a michevious and unknowing grin plastered on his face as he hums in delight, seemingly proud of himself as he steps away from the machine, grabbing his clipboard and a pen, writing on a piece of paper attached to the clip-board. He mumbled to himself as he wrote, shaking his head and seemingly crossing something out, a scowl appearing on his face as he sighs in frustration, placing the clipboard down on the desk with a frustrated look on his face as he stares up at the machine, the machine which held Jenova inside of it. The 'mother of all living things' or so they say.

He steps away from the machine, closing the door to it as he steps into the main room and heads towards his desk, sitting down and writing a few notes down on sticky papers. It was fairly quiet this evening, just him and his thoughts. But still, it was too quiet. Too quiet for his liking. So he stands up and adjusts his lab coat, beginning to wander the Lab, the heels on his shoes clicking with each step he took, and with each step he took, he heard nothing. Not a single thing. He sighs, walking back to his desk and picking up a photo. It was a photo of him, his previous wife, Starlight, and their daughter, Lock. He smiles sadly at the photo, it wasn't a sinister grin he usually gave, but rather, a genuine smile. One that's rare to see on this man's face.

But his brows quickly furrow at the painful memory of having to put an end to his wife's life involuntarily. The way she begged and pleaded to Hojo to let her live. The way her cries and sobs rang out, causing his head to fog and everything to become suddenly much louder. The memory of having to keep this hidden from his daughter for so very long. The photo in his hand crinkled a little with the way his grip tightened, tears threatened to fall from the man's eyes but he quickly shook it off and put the photo back in its place, shaking his head firmly.

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OPEN STARTER ;; Director of Urban Living, Construction & Financial: Reeve Tuesti

TIMELINE ;; Final Fantasy 7 – After the Plate is dropped.

PLACE & TIME ;; Shinra HQ, Director's Office, 10:05 Pm.

SHIPPING PREFERENCE [PLATONIC / ROMANTIC] ;; Multi-Ship, Open to any, romantic relationships must be of age, platonic relationships may be any.

TAGS ;; @ask-liam-and-co , @ghostlyeye + anyone else.

A man in a dark blue suit sits in his office seperate from all of the other Shinra Employees, at the top of the doorway it reads: "Director of Urban Living, Construction & Financial: Reeve Tuesti." The man sits alone, his head in his hands as he appears frantic, panicked and in utter despair. His brows were furrowed, appearing distressed and defeated. He takes his head out of his hands as he stands up, adjusting his coat and tie, walking out of his office, shutting and locking the door behind him as he ignored the TV which was announcing the plate which was now dropped. He headed over to the windows nearby outside of his office, paying no mind to the people who stood around, helplessly watching the Television and the events roll out in front of them. He stares straight ahead into the night shining through the window. The sky is dark and gloomy, the moon was red from the fire and smoke. Seeing such a sight made him feel ill.

He shuts his eyes tightly, staring at the ground below him, feeling his mind begin to blur and his brain become scattered. He felt dizzy. He shakes his head softly and heads over to one of the chairs in the lobby, sitting down and placing his head back into his hands once more, his fingers running through his hair constantly. The fact that he knew there was nothing he could do to stop this, the fact that he knew he had no power in this situation made him feel surrounded with guilt. He swallowed thickly, feeling a familiar lump in his throat as he listens to the murmurs and whispers coming from those around him, he felt so useless in such a situation that it was almost unbearable.

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Hmmm...This looks fun!!!(I have zero idea what im doing!!!)!! I choose-

❝if i left, i would find my way back to you.❞

Hehe!

-Penny/Liam!

◇ I honestly haven't any idea as to what the heck happened while I was gone but I'll reply anyways! I'll use Barret for this as I have a pretty good idea as to what to do with him for this starter!

Barret looked at you, completely baffled by your random statement, he found it rather sweet, but also rather creepy in more ways than one. He stares for a few moments before shaking his head a little, giving a little chuckle.

"Thanks. I think? I'm not sure who you are exactly but I know that you mean well. I think.. I'm not exactly sure.. What are your intentions?!"

He suddenly snapped at you, taking his shades off and leaning towards you, curious of what your intentions were. Whether they were good or bad, he didn't care.

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❝wake up, there’s an ambush!❞

◇ Okay, Barret was originally intending to write this but a switch suddenly happened and apparently I'm back once again? One second I was in the headspace, next I'm out in front. (Crow)

Barret jolts a little from the sudden voice, he lifts his head from the bar table, blinking slowly to ease himself awake, his expression is one that is confused, and dazed. He glances around the room for a few moments before realizing that something was terribly off. His gaze landed on Liam before it landed on the sight outside. His eyes went wide with fear and shock. There were spirits, ghosts almost, covered in rags and they took up the sky.

"What the Hell?! What the Hell are those things?! And what the Hell are they doing here in the first place?!"

He readied his machine gun hand, making sure it was loaded with bullets. Tifa and Cloud were already outside, fighting some of them off before coming in through the doors of Seventh Heaven.

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The Devil Returns.

Closed starter with: @ask-liam-and-co

He steps into the town, a look of hatred upon the man’s face before he sighed realising that this town wasn’t the same hateful town it once was. He fixes his leather protective armour and decides to take a walk around the town, a smile upon his face as he adjusts the hat upon his head. He notices an Incubus of sorts that seems to be alone. He knew him as the ruler of the Mainland. Not at all like the one before Tripwire had left. He decides to approach him with a friendly smile. Tripwire was a rather attractive young man, much taller than Liam was. He taps his shoulder, smiling ever so gently. “Excuse me, sir. Is this Riveria of Mainland?”

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「☆」⸝⸝ closed starter. ✧

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀@lauraroleplayss

「☆」⸝⸝ pairing. ✧

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀townhull.

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Two hours ago, Mary had been trying to convince Robert to allow her to do the fitting around Robert's waist with a corset, of course, Robert being Robert refused to go through with it many times, until finally, he gave in and that's how he ended up here. Wearing a loose ruffled white shirt and Mary standing behind him, placing the corset around his waist and trying to get Robert to hold still.

"That's.. That's a bit tight, Mrs. Woodhull.." Robert mumbled softly as Mary shook her head with a soft laugh. "It has to be tight, Robert. Otherwise it would just fall right off. Now stop squirming and hold still." Mary replied with a small smile as she continued to tighten the corset around Robert's waist, Robert making sure to stand as still as he possibly could. So still you could mistake him for a wall.

Suddenly, Mary pulled tightly on the strings on the back of the corset, causing Robert to jump ever so slightly and yelp a little. Mary chuckled softly as she shook her head, placing the palm of her hand onto his back to hold him still as she continued to tighten the strings on the corset. "Almost done, Robert. Just a little longer." She hummed with a smile as Robert sighs in relief. Mary smiles and takes a step back for a moment, then walks around and stands in front of Robert, furrowing her brows, stepping closer to him, causing Robert to cock an eyebrow upwards before Mary then began messing around with his shirt and corset, trying to get it the way she wanted it to be.

She then walked back around and placed herself behind him once again, guiding him with his shoulders to move him around some before getting right back to work on the corset once she got him where she wanted him to be. “Abraham and Thomas should be home soon..” She mumbled with a needle in the corner of her mouth as Robert’s eyes widened. He completely forgot about Abraham’s existence. Mary seemed to take notice of Robert’s sudden silence as she chuckled, shaking her head. “You know. You really should smile more, Robert. It lights up the whole room, as Abraham says.” She hummed, tightening the corset once again as Robert gave a gentle sigh.

“I’m not sure what you mean, Mrs. Woodhull.” Mary glances up at Robert’s averting gaze. “First of all, call me Mary. Secondly, Abraham talks about you all the time, Robert. He talks about how handsome and charming you are. How attractive your voice is, and how wonderful you are as a person. He’s like a schoolboy in love.” She smiles with a soft giggle and a shake of the head, her words causing Robert’s cheeks to turn a light shade of red, before he awkwardly clears his throat. “...He talks about me?” Robert inquires as Mary nods. “All the time. He even talks about you to Thomas.” She laughs at this, and so does Robert.

Finally, Mary finishes the corset and she walks all the way around Robert, making any small adjustments that needed to be done. And with a smile, she takes a few steps back, looking at the man in front of her, she smiles proudly and nods. “Well. Take a look, Robert. How do you like it? Does it feel alright?” Robert steps down from the small stool and looks down at himself before walking over to the mirror, tilting his head at the sight of a corset around his waist. “I like it. It looks and feels nice.” Mary then walks over, adjusting the strings a little. “Not too tight? Not too loose?” Robert laughs a little. “It’s just fine. Thank you, Mary.” Mary nods and smiles. “Any time, Robert.”

Suddenly, a door opens and shuts, the sound of footsteps could be heard from the front entrance as Mary smiles, laughing softly as Thomas runs over to Robert and hugs his leg with his small arms, Robert laughing and crouching down, ruffling his hair softly as Thomas giggles loudly. Roberts hair was down instead of it being tied into its usual braid, a few strands of his hair falling in front of his face as he picked Thomas up in his arms and stood up fully, Thomas smiling widely and reaching out to play with Robert’s hair. “Pretty!” Thomas exclaimed happily as Robert laughed, brushing Thomas’ hair out of his face as Mary smiled and shook her head, walking out and into the kitchen, making tea.

Robert then places Thomas down and turns towards where Abraham was standing. Robert wore his hair down, a few strands in his face, high waisted button up black breeches, a white ruffled shirt on his torso being tucked into his pants, a black corset around his waist and tall black boots upon his feet. Around a week ago, Robert had ended up with a bullet to the shoulder while in the woods on his horse, Abraham had ended up finding him slouched down on the ground and bleeding out, Abraham managed to take the bullet out and disinfect the wound the best he could. Needless to say, Robert appeared to be fine now, still in a little bit of pain obviously, but not as bad. You could see the bandage from around his shoulder peeking through his shirt as the top three buttons were undone.

Now that the war had ended, everything was much calmer. Robert was less stressed, but still had a very rough time sleeping, he was able to do what he wanted to do which was writing music, mainly for piano and violin of course, and as well as spend time with his dog, Nelly. However, recently he hasn’t been able to spend as much time as he’d like with Abraham due to him trying to write music sheets down for his boss within a certain amount of time.

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