#(open rp) a message from somewhere beyond

[mysteriousmissweems]

Open Halloween starter

“Although Maleficent was a contender, I’m going to be an antique doll this year,” Larissa said confidently.

[gatheredfates]

Hi everyone and happy weekend! I'm drowning at work, but I wanted to put out a Compendium update—thank you to everyone who submitted! I don't think I missed anyone but, if I did, I'll update accordingly. ✨

As of 08/10, the following communities have been added to Sea's Community Compendium for XIV Creatives.

LARGE-SCALE COMMUNITY DISCORDS / SPACES

Final Fantasy XIV Ontario — This server was created to connect gamers in (or near) Ontario, Canada who love playing Final Fantasy XIV. Events include monthly map nights and irl meetups!

COMMUNITY FOCUSED / EVENT SPACES

Dragonhead — An open-world roleplay event for Ishgardians (and their neighbours).

Echelons of Etheirys — A community fostering political and court life roleplay in the world of Final Fantasy XIV, featuring regency-inspired tropes and themes; located on the North American data centre.

Buscarron's Druthers — A weekly roleplay community effort to encourage in-character, open-world engagement in the South Shroud and beyond.

The Bloodsands — Interested in combat RP? We have the place for you!

Lark's — An Ishgardian club for men.

The Regency — A gentleman's club.

Eorzean Museum Network — A network of free, player-run, venues; encouraging, supporting, and growing cultural venues and events anywhere in the FFXIV community.

Azure Moon Lounge — A welcome respite from the elements, the room is always cool and the drinks are plenty. Hosted by @rhela-xiv.

MISC

Compendium of Non-Weapon Held Objects — This is an ever-growing compendium of non-weapon held objects found in FFXIV for modders and gposers to reference. It includes a description of the object, the set/base/variant for adding it in Ktisis/Anamnesis/Brio, as well other technical information. This database is currently maintained by Nhaneh, Ainyan, and Pointyhats.

Have you thought about joining our Tumblr Community? You can find it here!

Want to submit? You can either fill out the google form here or send me an ask with the relevant information!

Is my space suitable for the Compendium? Most of the time, yes! Below the read more is some more information/stipulations. This is all publicly available on the document.

Below are the following things I do not accept on the Compendium:

Personal/Single-Character LFC ads. (Though these get posted to the SEAFLOOR Tumblr Community when I find them!)

Content intended for or can be used for bullying, harassment and OOC gossip. E.g. ‘Secrets’ blogs, receipts, callout posts, etc. This does not include IC tabloid blogs or other ventures used to generate roleplay.

Communities that do not have an RP/writing element (large-scale exempt).

Anything I find personally distasteful or goes against the spirit of this project.

Common-sense rule applies.

I want to put my community on the Compendium but we have an application process. Is this okay?

Yes! Just note somewhere in your application that's a requirement. The only thing that is mandatory for the Compendium is that you must be open to new members or have a public-facing/accessible facet. There's no point advertising a community if no one can join it in some way!

I want to put my Community on the compendium but I only have x number of members —

Also totally okay! People don't start with large communities. Activity is a must but, whether your server has two or two thousand members, if you're looking for new people to join, I'd love to help you find people.

I want to put my community/resource on the Compendium but I worry its too niche?

Okay, and? If your Eorzean Fishing Alliance has four members but you roleplay every second weekend, I still want to know about it. The same goes for resources; if it's relevant to the game, it'll be useful to someone.

How active does a community need to be?

If you find a community has not been active in about two/three months, send me a message and I'll take a look at it. Communities have ebbs and flows, especially event spaces that may take hiatuses depending on member interest/life events. I'm not strict in my implementation provided a space isn't dead. If a link or anything is broken, contact me asap!

I have [insert a question not stated here]?

No drama! Send me an ask or use the #Compendium channel in my Discord!

[joprompts]

the great gatsby (2023 musical) starters. part two. *starters from the musical. slightly edited for rp purposes. adjust as necessary.

better hold tight or i might fly away.

do you know what i did when my baby was born? when i found out that she was a she? i prayed that my beautiful child would be the fool that i could never be.

if that's the plan, you can count me out.

only four hours left and there's too much to do. i don't know what to wear, what to say, how to stand when i'm standing inside the foyer!

can justice be done? what a joke!

soon, we'll share in what i've done.

when the party's over, can you find another party somewhere?

we live for today.

one way road, is that what this is? have i traveled down it from a very early age?

it's tea, it's only tea! no need for such commotion!

today is never over if the party never stops.

god sees everything, but is slow on his commands.

i wonder what [she'd/he'd/they'd] do, if i walked through.

what if i turn into her?

she should know that i mean business, but i also mean causal, with teeny tiny sandwiches!

i'm sure you're the second-best she's ever had!

with only a nickel to my name, i've but it all to get in the game.

even for you, that was a scandal for the ages.

it took no time to love her, just to be worthy of her.

this could turn for me and i can guarantee when all this is done i'll be forever in your debt.

i wouldn't trust myself.

i kissed her and knew i'd ever stray, but then the world got in the way.

can you see through the mist? look out this way. can you see the green light, just across the bay? sometimes, it's blinking, sometimes it's warning, blinking it's message to me until morning. it's a lighthouse.

none of this was made to last.

i will be a rich man's wife with a rich man's baby and be set for life.

will she see i've made my world in the image of her dreams? the closer that i get, the farther that she seems!

i've become the man her world demanded me to be.

they want me to come in while the killer roams free.

better listen to that man. people say he takes the world seriously.

can you believe we now have a child?

she never loved you and she never will.

i built the perfect place to stay locked away.

we pay off the cops.

there must be some justice! someone has to pay!

how's the view from up there?

i spoke those words to gain security. it was maybe a mistake and the only choice to make.

i think you two are birds of a feather. i must find ways to fling you together. lock you both up in a closet for tea, charter a boat, push you right out to sea!

i've always known what i was fighting for.

to have and to hold. til death do us part.

only we know what we're going through. if i save you, will you save me too?

i'm gonna walk into the ocean!

we had to give up all the parties and drinking.

the party's roaring on.

marriage is more than vows and devotion. it is a ferris wheel of emotion. lifting you up, right after you fall. marriage is not what you picture at all.

i'm not going anywhere.

but now, today i see an open door at last that could lead me to a future i gave up in the past.

she eats and sleep and it is utterly wild!

i'm paralyzed with happiness.

i built a home beyond my childhood dreams.

breathe, i can't breath! can't hold it together! i try to inhale and my head starts to swim.

when i saw him walking down the aisle, he actually looked cute.

i've come so far for her.

if we don't go now, we might never know what this could be! who we really are!

i'm smart enough to know i'd lose everything if i ever strayed.

and boy, was i a sucker.

we'll be living back in time, just as it was before. only now she will have everything and more.

i've always liked swinging at little white balls.

it's time for tea!

can we stop for a moment and just look around. look at us all and the joy we have found.

i can't run away.

at the end of the night, i'm going home with him.

can you see through the mist, across the bay?

i let him put a ring on me.

but don't you think that every newlywed believes their marriage will endure and that somehow will escape their fate? is that every wedding's curse?

everyone can stop tip-toeing.

money can't buy happiness, no sir, but it brings you closer.

am i chasing a dream?

[yanderexryujin]

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Yandere Ryujin Types

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Level 1: Tame

Wrong Idea Type

She gets the wrong idea when you do something in order to match her expectations. If you say you don't love her, she'll think you're lying because you don't want to hurt her or something. If you do something out of kindness to her, she'll think it's out of love. 

Obsession Type

Tries to learn everything about you. Personal information, hobbies, routine, etc. Sends regular messages to check on you, asks why you haven't answered if you didn't, wants to know what you're doing always. All the time. And, if possible, walks around with you all the time too. The obsession type doesn't necessarily want to monopolize you. She'll let you hang around with friends, etc. but wants to know everything you do. She probably wants to go with you, too. If she can't go somewhere with you, she might stalk you.

Level 2: Mild

Monopoly Type

She wants to monopolize you. Will ask who you talk to and hang with, in extreme cases won't let you be with anyone else, not even your friends.

Dependence Type

Can't live without you. Begs you to not leave her/throw her away. Says she will die if you go away. May lose will to do anything if you aren't watching. If you do leave, she might go full crazy and end up doing something crazy like going on a murderous rampage or something.

Level 3: Mid-level Threat

Worshipping Type

She worships you and will do anything for you. Sometimes even without you asking. And more: she doesn't even mind if you love her or not, or what will happen to her. Killing, dying, committing crimes, losing respect of others, she'll do anything if it means providing support to your infinite greatness.

Removal Type

She will remove from your life everyone she thinks you don't need. Which means everyone else. This can include things like excluding your contacts and messages to even murdering everybody who approaches.

[Removal Type has two (2) subtypes]

First, the one that removes people secretly. She sees you hanging with a girl, the next day that girl has mysteriously disappeared. You are probably as clueless as a sheet of sudoku in blank about this incident, and the next several incidents like it.

Second, the one that removes people openly. This also ranges from removing messages to killing people. She might be expecting you to agree with her, "Yeah, you're right, I don't need other people", or she might just want to show you what she's capable of.

Level 4: High Danger Threat (Proceed with Caution)

Violent Type

When jealous, feeling ignored, etc. uses violence against you. She'll beat you and say it's your fault. This can be either discharging pent-up rage through violence and you just happen to be her favorite punching bag, or deliberately punishing you for doing something she didn't like.

Training Type

She'll break you into loving her. Sometimes using torture, a punishment/reward system, brainwashing, etc. This probably involves you getting kidnapped and forced into it, although there might be more subtle ways to accomplish this.

Level 5: Extreme Level Threat (Proceed with Caution, Not recommended if you have a weak soul)

Loneliness Induction Type

She will make, induce, you to feel or be alone. By spreading malicious rumors about you that make others alienate you, by murdering your friends and family, etc. Then she'll jump in and present herself as the only one you can count on when you're most fragile mentally and in need of company.

Bizarre Seeking Type

Undeniably the worst type of yandere, she will murder you, and not by accident, not by jealousy, not by revenge. She will murder you because she loves you. And then she'll keep your rotting corpse on bed or preserved inside a glass because there's no way she'd throw you away. She will be purely insane, mad way beyond explanation. The things she can do ranges from murder, mutilation, or worse.

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Ryujin is a switch (Hard Dom, Bratty sub)

She is comfortable with anything except piss and feet play.

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[captainjimothycarter]

Have you done their first night together after endgame? Doesn’t have to be sexy times, I just love imagining what happened after their dance in endgame. If you have time, I’d love to read your take!

I honestly have to think? I don’t think I have, beyond a few rps with some people. I have ideas written down somewhere in my mess of google docs. God there’s so much I want to do to say!! The possibilities are endless.

I wanted sexy time but...emotional seemed fitting.

--

Steve swallowed down the last of his coffee, looking at Peggy from across the kitchen table. They’d long closed the front door and drew the blinds, every light off in her house but the one in the kitchen. It felt more like an interrogation than a friendly conversation and Steve suppose he deserves that. Quite frankly, he’d be surprised if Peggy didn’t interrogate him.

Dinner sat in remains, dishes waiting to be washed, a shared pot of coffee between them. The dance had long faded from their minds. Peggy wanted answers and damnit, she was going to get them.

“Let me get this straight,” Peggy said slowly, looking down at the items spread across the table. Steve had taken out pen and paper to jot things down, to help explain this ridiculous process of time traveling to her in the simplest way possible. She looked at the dates and his quickly scrawled handwriting with her tongue between her front teeth. His handwriting had always been the hardest to read, always hurried, like he couldn’t get the words out fast enough. “You’re from the future. You traveled back in time to be with me?”

She wanted to question why but the answer was there. Steve Rogers was exhausted. There was a look in his eyes that told Peggy that. From when she’d open the front door and Steve was there, her teacup still remained on the floor. He looked like her Steve, he was her Steve, just one who had the world on his shoulders far too many times and the effect of the weight had weighed him down until he was a broken man.

She was trying to think of this logical, not emotional. Emotional she wanted to run into his arms. To kiss him, love him. To allow herself happiness she’s avoided and pushed others away from.

“Amongst…other things,” Steve mused, shrugging his broad shoulders. “There’s some promises I intend on keeping that won’t come up until later. There’s a whole…mess we need to figure out together.” Together. The way he said that made Peggy’s heart swell. “We have time.”

He took her hands, slowly reaching over and caressing her delicate fingers on his own. They were calloused than she remembered.

“You’re too tired to talk about it. I’m surprised you got this much out.” Peggy considered leaving everything out, but her luck Howard would be by and they’d made a silent promise not to tell Howard of time travel. Not yet, at least. As to what they’d need to do about Steve and him being alive and here meant for his role, that would be decided later. Right now, Steve deserved his rest. At least for tonight. She’s had enough discussion despite the questions in her mind.

“And you’re sure about Sargeant Barnes?” She picked up the paper Steve had scrawled with the history of James’ time as the Winter Soldier. How close had she been and couldn’t save him? Save Steve.

“Damn sure. It’ll take a week for them to move him to the next location. By then, we can strike and you can cross another base off of your list.” It killed Steve to wait another week but they had no choice. Move too soon, allow himself to be seen and Hydra would know and turn drastic measures. This way, Peggy could slowly get their team together.

One last mission.

“That’s another discussion for tomorrow.” She sighed as she stood up to put the papers away, watching Steve out of the corner of her eye start to clean the dishes. As much as she wanted answers, it will have to wait. She needed to process what in the hell was told her already and wrap her head around the fact Steve was alive.

Silently, she picked up the towel to dry the dishes, taking them from Steve’s hand. He leaned closer to her, his body naturally gravitated towards her, and Peggy sunk against him.

“Your cooking skills have improved,” she noted, making Steve laugh. “No one’s dying of food poisoning.”

Steve rolled his eyes as he dried his hands off and pulled her against his frame, arms around her waist. “One last time, Agent, that was Dugan’s fault for not checking the quality of that boar. Not mine.”

Peggy snorted into his chest and Steve understood when that crying dissolved into tears. He was crying too. Unbelieving they were together at last. That he was here, in her arms. Even if her nails dug into the back of his shirt. Peggy, for her sake, sobbed into him, that dam breaking free. Steve was here. He was alive. He’d suffered so much and all she wanted to do was make it right.

Normally she’d complain when he picked her up, but not now. Tonight, she could indulge.

Sitting on the couch, Steve bundled her to his chest and let the soft songs of the record player fill the room. His hands roamed her body, rubbing at her spine, moving down to rub at her calves. Constantly touching to prove they were together.

It took Peggy a lot longer than she’d like to admit to calm down. Emotions were not her thing. She kept them locked behind a wall and properly dealt with them at the shooting range, boxing, or when she was on a field mission. They left her feeling haggard and drained, a hangover effect lingering on her. And Steve through it all was sitting there, holding her, comforting her. It reminded her of how much she missed and the tears threatened to pour once more.

Cupping her cheek, he pulled her down for a soft kiss. Just the barest of kisses, barest of touch. He looked a bit worried as he pulled back and she knew the thoughts in his mind or could guess them – worried he didn’t ask permission.

To prove him wrong, that he could kiss her at any time, she kissed him back, her lips seeking his in desperate means to taste him, taste the lingering coffee on his lips, and the saltiness of her tears on her own.

Steve’s hand moved to cup the back of her head, fingertips starting to undo where she’d carefully pinned her curls this morning. That felt like a lifetime ago. His arm looped around her waist and in turn, her arm moved around his neck, her hand buried in his soft, blonde locks.

They both pulled away, cheeks flushed, and lips were swollen. Steve laughed, pressing their forehead together.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered. “I’ve missed you so much, Peggy.” He cupped her cheek, the pad of his thumb stroking along her jawline.

“You have me now, Steven. I’m not going anywhere.” Phillips would worry if she took off work for a week straight. They were in the threshold of the infancy of Shield. A week off would do more harm than good. “You’ll find I’m quite attached to you.”

“Good, because otherwise, this would be awkward.”

Scooping her up, he carried her up the stairs and sat her on the closed toilet lit. Steve drew Peggy a warm bath, shedding his shirt in the process. She couldn’t help the noise at the sight of the scars. The serum was to prevent the worst scars, but if these had lingered on his skin…? The pain Steve had gone through had been downplayed.

Her fingertips traced around the one on his ribcage and Steve froze, closing his eyes to her touch. He caught her hand and pressed a soft kiss to it.

This was a man who was more confident now than before. This was a man who had loved and lost and suffered and who knew what he wanted while still loving her. He was still her Steve. Still blubbering and struggling and still an idiot at times by the way he put his foot in his mouth over dinner, but he was still hers.

He gave her a silent look, fingertips playing on the end of her blouse before she nodded. No words were needed as they stripped each other layer after layer of clothes. Until they both laid naked in the warm tub. Steve barely fit and it almost drove Peggy to a fit of laughter. She’s cried and laughed more times today than she has in years.

“We’ll have to get a bigger tub if you insist on this,” she chuckled. At his pout, she kissed his bottom lip. “Okay, if we insist on it and I do.”

His arms tightened around her, rubbing a wet hand along her spine. Feeling the curve of her ass, to her neck before trailing back down. A content sigh left her lips as he held her closer and for once, she felt relaxed.

“Don’t think I’m still not upset at you for being late,” she grumbled, in an exhausted voice against his neck. “I’m very peeved, Rogers. Very.”

“I told you, Pegs, I couldn’t call my ride.” She could hear the smile in his voice, but the hint of remorse. She knew. Oh, did she know that pain.

Leaving her in the tub to soak, Steve wrapped a towel around his waist and retreated to her room. He’d cracked a window to allow cool air inside and pulled her covers back. Going into her closet, Steve frowned at the choices of pajamas. Peggy had told him no overkill, something just relaxing. He got the message.

Much as he wanted to….he craved just a night of holding her in his arms for now.

His eyes spotted an Army issues shirt. A man’s shirt. A flare of jealousy he didn’t know even existed caused him to pull the shirt out of the closet, frowning at the name stitched inside.

Rogers.

She’d kept it? How did she…?

“Dugan and Pinky,” Peggy said behind him, causing Steve to jump in surprise. She looked amused at the idea of scaring a super-soldier. “I should say Colonel Phillips too, given your items were under his watchful eye. It just so happened a photo of your smaller self ended up in my possession and he was not around to tell me where to put it. As well as your…items. A few of your items.” Her throat tightened and her eyes burned, threatened to spill over tears again. She clenched her left hand, nails biting into her palm to prevent herself from crying all over again.

“Dugan and-and Pinky told me they’d stolen it from a government storage facility. Phillips just mysteriously turned a blind eye.” The man was a hard ass. But he meant well, he knew what Steve meant to her. He knew that Steve’s items would be better under her protection rather than in the government’s.

“It’s okay, Peggy,” Steve whispered, kneeling down in front of her to cup her face in his hands. She hadn’t even been aware she was crying, looking away. “It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not. I-I mourned for you! I mourned for you and searched and-and…loved you. I still love you. There’s a part of me that’s refusing to believe this is real. That this isn’t some dream caused by my lack of processing of what’s happening. Or-or-or-“ She didn’t get to finish. Steve had pulled her into the longest kiss of her life.

Her eyes parted to see the tears in his eyes.

They’d both had suffered. And she knew once this ‘honeymoon phase’ was over, there would be arguments, spats, discussions, but between them they could work it out.

She didn’t argue as Steve helped her dress in a soft gown and watched him pull on a pair of boxers she’d bought. Silently, they got into bed and the room fell dark.

Steve’s arms were around Peggy, rolling them over so she was pressed into his side, until it was almost uncomfortable but damnit she didn’t care.

“I love you,” he whispered, stroking her damp hair. He should’ve curled it for her, but it was too late. She was far too tight. “Watching you die…was one of the worst moments in my life. I was alone, despite I had friends. I never felt more alone.” And he felt selfish to think that. “I craved our life together. The dreams would haunt me. Your voice, your words. I have loved you from the first moment I saw you and I’m sorry I never got to tell you.”

And she loved him too, she realized. Even before he had crashed into a frozen tundra of a grave. She loved him when he was small to when he was big and arguing with her on the tactics of coming in from the north versus the east. He always argued, pushed her, it drove her insane, but he was helping her see reason, not making her do.

“Steven, darling, shh.” She could hear it, hear him working himself up. The panic rising in his throat. “Hush, darling. We’re here. We’re together now.” They could discuss the finer details of the PTSD that laid behind their choices and actions.

“I love you, Steven and nothing will change that. You’re home now, you can rest.”

Home. Peggy had always been home, hasn’t she? A sense of comfort. A sense he could be himself. He didn’t have to be Captain America or Captain Rogers or a poised diplomatic. He could be him. Steve Rogers. A man for so long he hadn’t gotten to figure out just who Steve was. He had time now. They had time now.

Afterall, he was home.

[swanqiu]

7-10 ( habit meme ! )

——— GET TO KNOW ME  /  roleplaying habits

7. are you a morning, day, evening, or night writer?

i looove getting up early (like... before sunrise) to write. i love getting up early in general tbh. my mind is just so FOCUSED when i intentionally wake up early, and it’s really easy to fill up my headspace with a whole agenda of things to do and knock out (see: rp drafts and memes). and the bonus of having all of these extra hours to get those things done and sometimes watch the sunrise while i’m at it?? immaculate. chef’s kiss. incomparable. unfortunately i haven’t had a lot of mornings like that since the endless lockdowns kind of threw my schedules out of loop, and since moving back to the states last year, i’ve been around my family more so i’ve had a lot less time for myself during the day. i've been doing most of my rp writing in the evenings and at night because that’s usually when i’ve had more time to write anything and to message/respond to ims. sometimes i’ll have really strong motivation to write when i’m not around my laptop or can’t physically get away from what i’m doing to write, so i’ll open up the notes app on my phone to jot down really brief thoughts or a rough layout of a thread reply! that happens all the time lmao.

8. how does tiredness affect your writing?

i can’t do it. ☹ if i’m tired, i usually do the best i can with a reply— i’ll finish it (or get somewhere that i, in my tired state, will think resembles being finished), but i draft it rather than post it right away so that i can review later on for typos or contradictions with past replies or inconsistencies with partner’s muse’s history. glaring errors like that. if i’m tired tired tho lmaoooo gg. i open up a draft and stare at my screen for the next two hours while my mind replays a soundbite of whatever tiktok video i last watched.

9. have you ever written a serious reply intoxicated?

i tried to do it one night because i was genuinely really curious to see if my replies would be any different? or if i’d have galaxy brain-induced writing?? i wasn’t planning to post any finished replies immediately lol (see above with how i usually draft my replies if i’d been really tired when i wrote them) BUT it was the same night my siblings and i went bar-hopping in nyc and like........ the only writing i got done that night in that little hotel room was the spam of texts i sent the guy from my program whom i apparently had a lot of unresolved mixed thoughts about. long story short— since that night, i have not tried again to write when i am anything beyond tipsy! really love that for me!! self care!!!

10. how much do you proof-read as you are writing vs. proof-read at the end?

i feel like i’m always proof-reading as i write! i like making sure that sentences flow well and that there’s a good, comfortable-sounding mix of long vs short sentences or sentence fragments (because lbr i use those a lot lmaooo). i like to make sure the dialogue sounds the way cho would say something and like to read and re-read what i’ve written every few sentences to make sure it’s easy for my rp partner to understand. when i’m finished a reply, i’ll read the whole thing all together— my partner’s initial reply plus my new reply— to see if it all flows well, and then i’ll make adjustments wherever certain things sound wrong or stand out to me in a bad way! but yeah i just think it’s good practice to always be checking what i write! i’m absolutely someone who revisits my replies a few hours or a day after i’ve posted them, and when i see something i suddenly don’t like as much as i did when i’d been proofreading, i absolutely pray that my partner hasn’t seen my reply yet and swoop in to make those edits right away loool.

[foxrp]

guidelines

under the cut are our rules as they stand for right now. we want to put these out early not only for your sake, so you know what is expected prior to our opening, but also for our sake - in that you have a chance to share your opinions with us about these if you need to prior to our opening. with this, feel free to reach out, talk to us, any of that sort of thing. we do have reasons for each of the rules below, but we really want this site to be a site that we all benefit from. we want to take suggestions and have that open forum of discussion. additionally, if you think we maybe missed anything, please let us know that as well. it’s entirely possible we didn’t think of something as we are all definitely human and having the time pre-opening to fix anything is useful for all of us. please remember that these are taken directly from the current site, so the wording is all for an opened site. that said, we hope the guidelines are straight forward, and appreciate you taking the time to read them!

Nº1 REGISTRATION

1.1 when registering an account, please be sure to register with your character's first and last name in all lowercase (i.e. harry potter). if naming customs calls for this being changed for the character, that is completely fine, just remember to have it in lowercase. if you accidentally register in any other format, you can fix it via the name change feature under your control panel which does not require admin approval.

1.2 we ask that members try to refrain from duplicating names, which does include all spelling variations (ashley and ashleigh). the only exception to this rule is last names if characters are related or canonically have the same name. please be sure to refer to our member list before registering your character's name to avoid confusion.

1.3 we ask that members refrain from duplicating aliases as well. in this, we will allow variations such as membera, membera2, membera3. however, there must be a distinction to set the two aliases apart, to save on possible confusion.

1.4 we are not a canons only site. we welcome original characters from all over, including original muggleborn, half-blood, or tainted families from the uk and surrounding area. that being said, outside of canons, we don't allow any additional pureblood families for british and irish wizards that would have gone to hogwarts. we allow and encourage characters of all blood statuses who are students from the wizarding schools and countries outside of those that go to hogwarts, such as americans from ilvermorny or africans from uagadou. that being said, if you would like to retain the canon information but change the name of a canon family for diversity reasons (i.e. a culturally appropriate traditionally asian surname in place of a surname listed), please reach out to staff. we allow this given the lack of diversity in the canon, so as to allow for different heritages to be shown in these characters where surnames may be of significance. our canon list only features families from canon lore, so please remember to double check for a surname that may be in play via our member list before registering. finally, if you feel we are missing a canon family in our list, please feel free to reach out to a staff member!

Nº2 CREATION

2.1 all face claims must be verifiable celebrities (actors, models, or musicians) and eighteen or older. verifiable simply means that they are verified on instagram as we do recognize that face claims for certain marginalized groups can be harder to verify than mainstream celebrities. we do not allow deceased face claims, internet personalities, adult film stars, or anyone that's asked not to be used.

2.2 we will be using the 5 +/- rule which means that your face claim can be no more than five years older or younger than your character's appearance age. if you're portraying a character as looking 27 then they should be portrayed by a face claim between the ages of 22 and 32 to look that age. because of this rule, we ask that you keep images used of them to within this same time frame as well. additionally, please keep in mind we only allow characters aged eighteen or older.

2.3 your first five characters are free of restriction when it comes to creation, but anything beyond that must be purchased from our points shop which can be found here. the only exception to this is with the use of coupons. coupons can be randomly earned via our giveaways channel in our discord. all site buzz participants started with two free character slot coupons.

2.4 on the topic of changing canon ages, one or two years up or down can be allowed for major canons but any more might affect the site and other canons overall. these you can see denoted on our canon list as having a set age. for lesser canons we have left the ages blank to give you the freedom to change the ages as you please.

2.5 as far as canons of color, we do require that these characters remain characters of color. on the other hand, if you would like to make a canon who is white into a character of color, that is allowed, as we recognize that the canon list is very lacking in diversity. this is another reason we allow for original characters and international characters. along those same lines, with face claims we do not allow whitewashing. if the face claim is half black, that character should be as well. still, we are au. if you would like to make siblings adopted to use face claims of varying ethnicities, that's completely okay. basically, characters should ethnically match their face claims and families should ethnically match each other but, if you want to use someone specific, there are options for that as well that we're open to. what we aren't open to is whitewashing - be that to a canon, or a face claim. what this all boils down to is that we should be more careful in rp. it holds us all more accountable to perspectives we don’t normally consider, and that's important to us.

Nº3 ACTIVITY AND CONTENT

3.1 upon acceptance, members have forty-eight hours to get their claims done. if it is not done within that time frame, the claim will be open to other members once more. no exceptions.

3.2 fallout is a mature site (with jcink premium) which means that we do expect and allow for mature situations to come up in threads and applications. all triggering and mature material (applications, development, or threads) must be marked with the appropriate tag in the description ([m] or [tw]).

3.3 we ask for one of the following every ten days to remain active on site: one thread post, two shipper posts, or three communication posts. please note that here at fallout we also have no word count so rapid-fire threads are fine and will count as in-character posts.

3.4 we do allow for claim inquiries due to inactivity between activity checks, but these must be at least ten days following the ending of an activity check on site and never during an activity check. additionally, a pm will be sent to the account in question and they will be given forty-eight hours to respond before their account is archived and claims opened.

Nº4 COMMUNITY

4.1 fallout is community focused and that means that we want everyone to feel comfortable and welcome when they join.

4.2 respect is the golden rule here. respect your fellow members, staff, and guests alike. no one should feel like they can't speak up because another member has made them uncomfortable in some way or because they don't feel welcome. give respect to those around you and if you feel at any time that you are not getting that respect in return, please consult a staff member.

4.3 we have a zero tolerance policy for bullying or harassment and will take swift and decisive action that can include a permanent ban. if you feel you have an issue with another member that you can't handle yourself, come to a member of staff and we'll do our best to help you get everything sorted.

4.4 additionally, if you fill a request here on fallout please note that staff will reach out to the member who posted the request to get their approval. we ask that you do this in advance of the staff doing so for clarification in case any adjustments may be needed. the requesting member will have twenty-four hours to give their okay. should they not respond during this time, staff will move forward to accept the application as if it were not for a request.

4.5 along the lines of respect being key, we do ask that you read through our faq as some of our unwritten rules are there, and want to remind you that we are always open to questions and suggestions. please do not hesitate to message or dm a member of staff, or use our discord ticket system to have a discussion.

Nº5 AESTHETICS

5.1 the graphics necessary for our skin include the following:

an avatar of 200px by 450px

410px by 450px application image

350px by 350px or 80px by 80px shipper image

two 50px by 50px images

80px by 80px image

all of these will resize as needed, and the 50x50 and 80x80 images can be gifs if desired. we post this so everyone knows in advance what graphics they may need to create, find, or request. we do have a graphic request section on site as well, so please don't worry about needing these if you feel you are less graphically inclined.

5.2 we do not allow any outside coding, so please keep this in mind. however, you are welcome to suggest codes for us to create and offer if you think we've left a gap somewhere. as a reminder, we do not agree to theft, ripping, or even inspiration from that of our aesthetics. thank you.

5.3 our default skin is a dark skin. we recognize that this is not suitable for everyone, or to everyone's aesthetic choices. because we recognize this, we offer a light version of our skin. when logged in, please go to the bottom of the page or to the skin and languages section of the user control panel and switch from our dark skin to our light skin. we want to forever try to be as accessible as possible, and to meet the needs of everyone. if you feel we are failing in this somehow, please reach out to a member of staff. we are always willing to work to meet this goal.

Nº6 DISCLAIMER

6.1 because we have very relaxed rules, the admins reserve the right to pend or deny characters if we agree upon a just reasoning as to why, which will be provided to the member upon doing so. please note that a pend does not mean we do not like the character. please see this as a chance for revision and character development.

6.2 thank you for reading through all the rules!  please check out this thread if you have any feedback or suggestions, which also features a nifty way to anonymously contact staff should the need arise.

[xenoglossy-but-also-fishing]

LFRP: Amandine du Aubrieault

The Basics ––– –

Age: 25

Birthday: 12th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon

Race: Elezen.

Gender: Female.

Sexuality: Asexual/grayromantic.

Marital Status: Single.

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Something like deep-gray with black streaks. 

Eyes: Violet. 

Height: About average, for an elezen, she would say. 

Build: Lithe.

Distinguishing Marks: Other than a mark going through her right eyebrow, she doesn’t have any visible scars or marks.

Common Accessories: Her staff if it counts as one, her ear cuffs. Normally wears a necklace and bracelet. A small pouch on the inner side of her coat with gods know what inside of it. 

Personal ––– –

Profession: Usually just says ‘mage’ and leaves it at that.

Hobbies: reading, spending some time with friends, going out once in a while to enjoy herself. Learning about new and exciting things. 

Languages: Eorzean, Ishgardian, a sentence or two in Hannish that she learned from a friend.

Residence: Ishgard. 

Birthplace: Ishgard, presumably.

Religion: Worship of the Fury. 

Patron Deity: Halone, the Fury. 

Fears: Dying without ever knowing the truth that evades her, seaweed, the actual truth that she is trying to find.

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: Doesn’t have one. 

Children: N/A

Parents: Reauriene du Aubrieault: adopted mother, deceased. Amandine has no idea on who her biological parents were.

Siblings: Only one that had died before she could really ‘know’ him. 

Other Relatives: None that she’s interested in keeping contact with. More than likely alive.

Pets: None. 

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable (depends on the first impressions, really.) / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal 

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: Tried it once, hated it, never bothered trying much afterwards. 

Drugs: The Fury said drugs are a big no-no. …Probably. Anyways, she has no interest in them. 

Alcohol: More of a social drinker. Usually drinks only wine, even at that. 

RP Hooks ––– –

Ishgardian - Amandine was raised in Ishgard for nearly all of her life. Up until two years ago, she had never even stepped foot outside of the Holy See. If your character happens to be Ishgardian as well, then perhaps you may recognize her from somewhere, like running into each other while shopping or by sitting together in church. 

Out From the Rumor Mill - There was a minor rumour that had started up at some point, two years ago. A terrible illness had taken over Reauriene du Aubrieault, and just as suddenly as it had come, she passed in her sleep. The family attempted to keep it covered, yet such things have a habit of getting out.   

Made more difficult when the apparent heir of the house did not take up her mother’s title, instead going to the aunt, instead. Combined with talk from those employed to the family that said Amandine was being cast from the family on several suspicions of heresy, and having potentially poisoned her mother to claim the title… made no better by her just-as- sudden disappearance. Mayhap one with a good memory and keen eye could recognize this wayward daughter of the Aubrieault family.

Out on the Road - contrary to how the story of many Ishgardians vanishing without another word after being suspected of heresy would usually go, Amandine did not suddenly join a merry band of heretics, or get flung from the edge of Witchdrop. Consciously aware of the latter being a distinct possibility, however, she left Ishgard behind one snowy eve and started off on her own into the great world beyond— she would live out her days as an adventurer, free to go where so ever she chose, to do as she wished. Could it be that you met this bright-eyed adventurer once? She was quite often seen sulking in Gridania after a disappointing pay for her efforts.

Looking For - most things! Friends, rivals, enemies, frenemies… and maybe romantic-esque things, though that one is a little more unsure. (Also probably worth mentioning I don’t do ERP. I’m willing to go with fade to black, but actually like… rping that kinda stuff out is a big pass.) 

I’m up for discussing ways that they might know each other, anyways! There’s bound to be some interesting ideas we can brainstorm up.

Contact Information  ––– –

Heya! So, there are pretty much three easy ways to find me— tumblr, discord, or just in game in general. 

I can be found on @yafaemi​ (my main blog), or here, on xenoglossy. This is my side blog for- you guessed it- Amandine. Feel free to shoot a message! I usually have access to tumblr from either my phone or computer.

Another is discord. You’re more likely to get a quicker answer on discord to be honest, I usually have my discord open. My discord is rory#4178, if you want to get in contact for anything! 

Then there’s ingame. All of my characters are on Mateus in particular, I don’t really have alts anywhere else. This is a bit more of a gamble, since I might not be on in general. Though, if you do happen to see either Amandine Aubrieault, Aurora Rivers, or Oliver Elysande running around on Crystal, feel free to say hi! It’s more than likely me, unless I have twins that I don’t know about. And if I do have twins I don’t know about, well… that’s cool, too. I guess.

I’m usually free during the afternoons every week during normal times, and pretty much all day every day during… not normal times. Being this specific time. But ya, we can probably work something out! My timezone is EST. I live in Canada, if that makes it more specific. 

Anyways! Before I forget to add it, here is Amandine’s carrd info as well!

[mymothershumility]

anonymous asked: hey there! i came across your G.O.T verse drabbles last night and they are all so amazing! i just finished reading your last one. do you plan on writing any others? also do you put hints or clues in your writing or do you keep thing more secretive? i hope this doesn't come across as weird! i love how you RP laira :)

transmissions || { always accepting }

Hello, dear! Thank you so much for the message! I always enjoy reading others thoughts or messages. Feel free, at any time, to send your thoughts, questions, requests [ headcanons, metas, drabbles ], etc. I love getting them when I do.

Thank you so much for the kind words! I’m glad that you enjoyed reading them. I’m assuming the drabbles that you mentioned are the ones that go along with my [ v; fire cannot kill a dragon ] group verse. If not, please let me know which particular verse you’re referring to. I have several group verses for AS.OIAF / G.O.T.

As for the verse that I’ve mentioned, I do plan to continue on with the drabbles for it. I’m still working on Part 11 currently. I’m uncertain how many total parts I’ll do, but there will likely be several more still to come.

I have done some foreshadowing / hidden some Ea.ster eggs throughout the drabbles. Some of my favorites [ so far ] are below the cut.

Part 1

Should anything happen to her before Daenerys’ return, the Seven Kingdoms will be without a queen and without an heir to ascend to the throne. And, without a queen or an heir, open war is likely to erupt between the already fragile peace that exists between the kingdoms.

Part 2

Something might happen if he leaves her side. It’s what she hears whispered in her mind. She hears all the gruesome and terrifying things that may happen should he depart from her side.

“When have I ever doubted your word?” Hal asks her. The words are murmured to her, chin braced against her shoulder. His hand abandons its place in her hair, dropping so that his arm can join his other and link protectively across her middle. ‘Never,’ Laira thinks to tell him. Such a thought startles her in a way. Her husband has always held her word in high regard.”

“I will keep you safe,” he promises her. “Both of you. Nothing is going to harm you. Not while I am here with you.”

Part 3

She grows leery of the maids that frequent her apartments within the Holdfast… grows leery of the food they bring her to sate her hunger through the day. It is unlike her to be fearful of such things. She has never allowed such thoughts to plague her before… not even when in exile across the sea where the Harpies played their malicious shadow games.

“I do not want you to leave,” Laira admits suddenly. There is no discussion of her reaction in the Small Council chamber, no discussion of her fleeing and hiding within their apartments. There is no discussion of her uncharacteristic reactions to matters. It doesn’t seem to matter to her… or to him. What matters most is that he hears her now. What matters most is that he listens to her. “Please do not leave,” she begs him.

Part 4

The remainder of the afternoon is uneventful. Laira sips at her tea –lemon and mint– as afternoon fades to evening. Nymeria departs from her earlier than in previous evenings. Laira does not complain, fatigue beginning to weigh heavily upon her. When she retires for the evening, she drinks the last of the tea from her cup before slipping into bed. There is little more than a quarter of the original pot left that had been brought to her and, she finds, she has no desire to finish it.

‘There are no innocent dragons,’ the voice growls.

Part 5

Her voice falls short. Blood gathers in the back of her throat and as she chokes on it, she sees nothing except for a lone crow perched upon a branch of Winterfell’s weirwood heart tree, its three red eyes blinking back at her.

Out among the trees within the garden, Laira hears the call of a crow. All at once, her head feels as though it is going to split open. She fears she may turn herself ill the pain is so much. Viserion turns her head with an angry sounding growl, spitting flame into a nearby pear tree. The tree catches flame with ease. There is a final panicked crow’s call before everything goes quiet.

“This city is a sickness,” Viserion growls, her melodic voice clear. She returns her head to the balcony, molten eyes pools of gold in the bright moonlight overhead. “We should leave,” she tells her little golden dragoness. “I will keep us safe,” she vows. “I will take us somewhere out enemies will be unable to reach us.”

Part 6

‘A foul beast has been tormenting you,’ the soft voice whispers. ‘He continues even now. He has turned his attention to your husband now that you are beyond reach.’ Had she still been trapped within the walls of the Red Keep, such whispers would have seen her dissolving into tears. There is something different about them here. The voice is different… the very tone so entirely different from the one she has come to know over the last weeks. ‘Call him here,’ the voice urges. ‘He will be safe here. This is where he should be. You must stay until the Bleeding Star rises and the stones splinter open.’

Part 7

Daenys wonders if her mama is being truthful in her story. It’s hard to imagine Mama crying over anything. It’s even harder imagining Papa doing so. Then she remembers that Papa says Mama never tells stories… not even when things are hard to say. She remembers that Papa says that if there is no one else he can count on, he can count on Mama and trust her with anything that he might need. She wraps her arms tighter around Mama’s neck with the thought and lets her head rest against her shoulder… just for a minute. If Papa can count on Mama with everything, then Daenys can too.

Torrhen leaves his daughters to their chatter and their play, confident in their protection within the godswood. Few came into the woods and those who did often came early in the mornings.

‘Aegon only ever seeks anything from me if it is of benefit or if it is of convenience for him. It is how he has always been.’

It is her chosen bit of reading from the previous night that inspired her dream, she knows. The oddity of the dreams is not lost upon her, though it is not the first time that she has dreamt of the Conquering Queen and the King Who Knelt. Why her mind is dwelling upon them of late, Laira cannot say. It is a preferred dream, though, when compared to those that haunted her within the walls of the Red Keep.

For a few moments, Laira lies awake, eyes looking over into the soft flames still lapping at the remnants of wood burning within the hearth. As she begins to drift back into slumber, she watches the flames and shadows dance along the dark stone. Once, she nearly convinces herself that she sees the likeness of a dragon dancing within the flames and along the smooth expanse of the stones that hold it. The likeness is gone within the next moment and never appears again as the queen begins to drift back to sleep.

Part 8

As Daenys looks up at her aunt, small hand brushing softly against Fyrebloom’s crimson scales, she frowns. Daenys can’t see any of her mama in Aunt Rhaenys. Mama’s eyes are dark violet where Aunt Rhaenys’ are pale lilac. Mama is tall where Aunt Rhaenys is short. And, Mama’s skin is the same pretty olive color that Daenys’ is while Aunt Rhaenys’ skin is paler. Even her aunt’s hair is different from her mama’s. Aunt Rhaenys’ is more gold while her mama’s looks like threads of spun silver.

Aunt Rhaenys reaches to rest a hand against her head and, when she does, Fyrebloom turns on her with a vicious snarl and a snap of her jaws. Her aunt just barely avoids having her hand snapped up in the small dragoness’ jaws.

“I don’t want to be Queen! I don’t want to marry Aenys!” Daenys shouts it back and, immediately, Fyrebloom is hissing and snapping her jaws towards her aunt. Daenys wants Aunt Rhaenys to go away. She wants her to go away so, so bad.

Visenya laughs at that, the sound low and dark sounding. “Is that your attempt at a threat, sister?” she questions, dark amethyst eyes staring down at her youngest sibling. “What will Aegon do?” she challenges. “Take my titles from me? Fly to Winterfell with Balerion? I dare him to try.” “Visenya…” “Balerion is old,” the eldest Queen continues on, her voice overtaking her sister’s. “She is difficult to rouse. Or, so the dragonkeepers tell me. She is prone to laziness now. She is slow.” Visenya steps closer to Rhaenys then, “I dare our brother to try some underhanded attempt against my family,” she admits. “If he does, Vhagar and I will rip the Black Dread and her rider from the skies.” The threat is there, laid bare for Rhaenys to take as she wishes. Visenya cares not if she runs to Aegon to tell what has been spoken. She will hold true to her spoken words should the necessity arise.

Part 9

Taking the book from her husband, Visenya turns it to face her, eyes glancing across the words on the page and those detailed along the top of the page in onyx and golden lettering. “The Great Other,” she reads aloud, body shifting nearer to his when she feels the slip of his hands under the edges of her chemise and up along the backs of her thighs. “A Northern tale?” she questions. There is no true interest for her in the text or its origins. It keeps her game alive, though… no matter how short the time. “One from across the sea,” he tells her, fingers drifting along the backs of her bare thighs. “It was among my mother’s collection. She always claimed it was given to her by an Essosi trader at White Harbor,” Torrhen explains. As he speaks, his hands roam higher, sweeping in until he can press his fingers along the inner plains of her thighs. There is no denying the flutter of the muscles as his fingers drift along his wife’s skin. “It is, supposedly, a text from Asshai by the Shadow. Given its translation, though, I am doubtful of its origins.” For a flicker of time, Visenya focuses less on what Torrhen speaks in answer to her and more on the press of his fingers trailing along the backs of her thighs and then up between them. “I am unfamiliar with it,” Visenya tells him, eyes glancing briefly across the words scrawled upon the page. “A tale linked with the Red God of the Asshai’i,” the Queen murmurs. As she speaks, eyes still drifting across the page, several phrases seem to jump forward. Lord of Darkness. God of Night and Terror. Soul of Ice.

“I do not want something to happen to you,” Visenya tells him, voice little more than a whisper. “Something could happen,” she goes on. Aegon had grown selfish and petty in recent years… had always been so, yet the conquering of six kingdoms had only amplified his nature. It would not be above him to strike Visenya at the points where it would hurt her most. As it was, there were three of them: her children, her husband, and Vhagar. Her brother will not be so foolish as to make an attempt on her children… not after their most recent discussion. He will not strike against Vhagar, either. Not when the dragoness is producing clutches of healthy dragon hatchlings. Aegon will not be above striking at Torrhen, though. He would do so just to make a point… just to hurt her in some unimaginable way.

Nothing more is said regarding Viserion’s observations. The dragoness slips into a quiet slumber while Laira keeps her seat along her garden bench. Dragonkin lies forgotten in her lap, page still open to the very one that she had ceased reading when Viserion’s questioning had begun. Much the same, her copy of the Jade Compendium still lies alongside her, having never been opened during her tenure out among the gardens.

Part 10

Listening to his response, Laira keeps her fingers busy against his skin. She hears him say more, yet struggles to discern what he says. All at once, her attention is drawn across her and Hal’s apartments to the paned windows on the opposite side of the space. She catches sight of something out beyond the glass. It is dark, moving about along the outer windowsill. Covered in shadow, it seems to be animal-like as the Queen watches it in its movements. Suddenly, a shadowed head snatches to look through the glass in her direction, three points of red light shining bright in the darkness. And, just for a brief moment, it feels as though a blade has been shoved through her temples.

“How many eyes does Lord Bloodraven have?” her voice mocks, fingers drumming along the arms of her chair. “A thousand eyes, and one, the answer goes. And yet, Lord Bloodraven, you have been blind.”

“Isn’t that how you dealt with Daemon?” she accuses. When he takes another threatening step towards her, her fingers reach to rest along the leathered grip of the sword resting along the top of her desk. A distraction. Nonetheless, Dark Sister is warm underneath her fingers. There is a comfort in that. “You have always been a coward. A coward and a kinslayer.”

The feel of Dark Sister being ripped from her flesh is far more painful than the initial strike. Shiera screams, crumbles into a mass of bloodied silver and pearl colored silks and shaking limbs. Blood has already started to gather in her throat. She feels herself choking on it, gasps for air. Above her, Bloodraven is now standing, the shaft of the broken arrow she’d used to attack him still protruding from his eye socket. His own face is a twisted and bloodied mess. “Did you truly believe that you could kill me so easily, Shiera?” He sheathes Dark Sister in her scabbard, the blade still bloody from her newest victim. “There is no place that you can go that I will not find you and put an end to you.”

[ayyymeric]

LFRP - Endo no Asura the White Oni

THE BASICS ––––

NAME: Endo no Asura/Asura Endo

AGE: ??? (Over 25)

RACE: Au Ra, Raen

ETHNICITY: Far-Eastern

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Homosexual

MARITAL STATUS: Single

SERVER: Mateus - Crystal

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE ––––

HAIR: Black

EYES: Golden, pupil-less

HEIGHT: 5′11″

BUILD: Lithe/thin with some muscle. Considered a runt.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Despite his occupation, Asura seems to have absolutely no scars. His torso is covered from the neck down to the back of his hands in tattoos. Upon closer inspection (if lucky enough), they seem to be religious sutras. 

COMMON ACCESSORIES: His dog Itazura.

PERSONAL ––––

PROFESSION: Executioner for the criminal ring Kami no Nai. If asked, he’ll simply state he’s a mercenary. Or ignore the question altogether. 

HOBBIES: Eating, sleeping, finding entertainment, general mischief

LANGUAGES: Common, Hingan

RESIDENCE: Kugane, Hingashi

BIRTHPLACE: Vaguely says somewhere in Yanxia.

PATRON DEITY: None

FEARS: Itazura choosing someone else to be it’s master.

RELATIONSHIPS –––-

SPOUSE: None

CHILDREN: His dog Itazura

PARENTS: ??????

SIBLINGS: ????

OTHER RELATIVES: ??????

PETS: Itazura (black Hayate), a raven he uses to sometimes send messages to his boss named Toriniku

TRAITS––––

extroverted / introverted /in between

disorganized / organized /in between

close minded /open-minded/ in between

calm / anxious / in between

disagreeable /agreeable/ in between

cautious / reckless/ in between

patient / impatient / in between

outspoken / reserved /in between

leader /follower/ in between

empathetic/ unempathetic / in between

optimistic / pessimistic /in between

traditional / modern / in between

hard-working / lazy/in between

cultured /  un-cultured /in between

loyal /  disloyal / in between

faithful/ unfaithful / in between

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION––––

SMOKING HABIT: never/ sometimes/frequently / to excess.

DRUGS: never/ sometimes/frequently/to excess.

ALCOHOL: never /sometimes/ frequently / to excess

GAMBLING: never/ sometimes / frequently / to excess

POSSIBLE HOOKS––––

■ “My Heart Is In the Far East” -- You are based in or do most of your business in Hingashi/Yanxia. Asura doesn’t travel much beyond Hingashi’s waters unless he’s told to. Eorzea is a stretch for him. He’s usually lazying about Kugane, drinking in it’s night life spots when duty lets him rest.

■ “The White Oni Haunts the Shadows” -- In the land of the Far East, Asura’s nickname is the “White Oni”; though he doesn’t normally flaunt his extra pair of horns in public anymore (much to the chiding of his boss, Bazutai), some are familiar with Asura’s attitude being that harsh or downright awful. If you’ve run into the demon of Kugane-Dori, you’ve had the unfortunate passings of Asura Endo. Else-wise some have heard rumors of him in battle, his cruelty, his ruthlessness and the cursed lance he carries. Very few have lived to tell the tales.

■ “Kami no Nai’s Orders Are Absolute” -- Asura is incredibly faithful to his crime ring’s leaders, listening only to Osai no Terugan and Uzuka no Bazutai. If you’re part of the underground or have some form of connections to KNN, they’ve heard of or interacted directly with Asura. 

WHAT I’M LOOKING FOR––––

■ Friends! Rivals! Asura doesn’t really call anyone his friend, it’s hard for him to fully understand the concept. But should he find someone interesting enough, he will usually haunt them and often.

■ Crime connections! Can’t do crime if you don’t have the capabilities, I guess. Asura doesn’t often scope out opportunities for his group as intel isn’t much of his forte, but if someone comes to him with an interesting enough offer he might bring it up to his big bro Bazutai.

OOCLY, I AM––––

an idiot. everyone knows this.

I have two other semi-active characters atm (Numei/Agniprava), but have been enjoying some time on Asura and would like to establish him a bit more.

I’m okay with the idea of shipping but Asura isn’t entirely the type to really feel love for someone. And he’s a garbage can. But I don’t want just shipping.

I’m up for plotting! Even pre-established relationships are fine.

I’m CST timezone as stated in other posts. I do work a lot and don’t have a rock-solid schedule (cause walmart is awful). I’m okay with discord RP as it gives me a bit of leeway given the lack of knowing what the fuck im doing till i have a schedule in my hands.

You can contact me here or IG on Asura Endo! (Mateus)

[mysteriousmissweems]

Open starter!

“It’s quite roomy in my crystal ball, actually. But the only thing I have to worry about is Agatha and Binx trying to knock the ball over.”

[fyrapartnersearch]

Trouble in the alien kingdom

Obligatory long post ahead warning: this post is quite long and I know it may be intimidating to some readers but please don’t let it put you off if you’d still like to rp with me :) Hello ladies, gents, and fellow rpers. After having a writing blast and seeing how I’ve got room for some more partners I’ve decided to come back in search of some partners who are interested in what I’m looking for.I’ve got a good ten or so odd years of rping experience under my belt but any potential partners do not necessarily have to have the same experience, they simply need to fit under these three things: -third person only with correct spelling, grammar and punctuation. - at least one small (no less than seven lines) paragraph per post as well as being willing to write more if the situation calls for it. Please do not contact me intending to give me only small paragraphs with each response as the above is simply the bare minimum I’ll accept if there’s not much going on in the rp that warrants a full paragraph. -no one liners, one worders, script talk, poorly written sentences or just laziness in general. This isn’t terribly much to ask for as picky as it sounds. An important thing I shall mention is that NSFW (i don’t fade to black nor do I care when the smut happens. Just please don’t leave me once the smut has happened like lots of people seem to unfortunately do) and dark themes are a thing that occur in all my rp’s so I require you to at least be eighteen before you reach out to me. I will not accept anyone younger than 18 since I myself am in my early twenties. Underaged characters are also a no go as well. Please know that I’m in the eastern Australian time zone but almost any time zone Is compatible for me as I am awake at very odd hours. Another important thing I shall add is that you must be able to post at least once or more a day and if I don’t get any response after two weeks then I shall simply move on (only exception is if you notify me beforehand as to why you may not be able to post for a while. I’m not that vicious). I only rp as male characters, as it’s simply my preference, I do MxM or FxM pairings. I will not double and I do not play multiple characters. I don’t do sub/dom dynamics when it comes to any aspect of the relationship. My characters are also non human (they’re aliens since this is a sci-fi rp after all) but what species your character is doesn’t matter to me at all as long as it’s not some god modded Mary Sue. Please remember that alien simply means a creature not from earth. Aliens can have fur, scales, feathers, etc, depending on where they come from. An alien with fur or scalies is not a furry or a scalie and please do not refer to them as such as it’s rude to label someone’s character as something they’re not. I will not write with someone who will insist that the theory of chimpanzees and humans unable to crossbreed should apply to hybrid characters regardless of whether they’re alien/alien or human/alien. This is fiction, not reality. Please also do not control my characters or dictate their actions. My characters are also premade and only have descriptions, I don’t do face claims or pics. I also do not care if you make a character up on the spot. Please remember that this is a sci-fi rp and that I will not accept requests to do fandoms or any genre that doesn’t fit within the category of sci-fi. i will not accept a character that has no place in a sci-fi rp either like a dragon,harpy,demon, elf or some other fantasy creature. The planet setting will basically be medieval styled but with sci-fi elements added to it, like metal castles, technology, aliens and alien creatures, contact with other planets, etc. Down below are some ideas I’ve listed. I’m open to discussing any idea you may have or potentially mix and matching the ones below. Disgraced: *when one entered the royal guard they took upon themselves an oath that bound them by blood and courage to the dedication of the protection of their king, queen and the kingdoms heirs. They were sworn to protect them from any harm whilst at the same time not allowed to use their position or power to hurt anyone else. When one breaks that oath, they are sent away in disgrace and branded as a traitor who must swear to never return. Life on the run changes people, sometimes for the better.....or for worse.* Space pirates and nobles: *space was a vast starry and endless sea that many voyaged across for the purpose of research, leisure or finding ones destiny. Like any real ocean, it was filled with dangers. The most feared of all was space pirates. Bands of blood thirsty cut throats and scandalous troublemakers whose sole pleasure in life was to steal, kill and take others prisoner against their will. Only pirates dare to do what other criminals would not. When a merchant ship is robbed by pirates what fate will befall the nobles onboard?* Healing wounds, growing love: *winter on the planet of malgor is one that is feared for its extreme weather. Snowstorms could appear out of nowhere and many a traveller had frozen to death whilst trying to make their way from one village to another. It was also a time where people were at their most vulnerable, relying on the winter harvest to feed every mouth that had been born and raised in the kingdom meant no mercy was spared for poor wayfaring strangers. When a kind soul finds a wounded outcast and decides to bring them home, they discover a threat that’s lurking just beyond the borders of their place of protection.* The knight and the heir: *royals could be spoilt. There was no denying that. A life of good food, wealth, the knowledge that they’d be pampered and weighed on hand and foot by servants was more than enough to turn even the most well mannered child into an insufferable brat. The knights tasked with the protection of the future royals knew this all too well. What happens when one particularly gruff, no nonsense knight refuses to bow to the whim of their future ruler and shows them what it means to be a true leader?* Exile: *The wind howled as thunder crashed and shrieked all around the abandoned cargo ship. Rain pelted the metal hull, turning the ground into a cold, treacherously slippery and muddy shallow river. The ship itself had crashed into the planet countless centuries ago and was slowly being reclaimed by the environment. Plants grew from cracks in the floor as moss and vines decorated the walls. A figure sat miserably hunched in what was once the cockpit of the ship, their only shelter from the raging elements outside but not from the storm that raged inside of them. The figure leapt to their feet as the sounds of footsteps in the mud drew closer and they held their breath. Who would dare to venture out here on such a miserable night?* Enslaved: *imagine living the life of one of the most successful people on the run that could exist. Galaxies trembled at your name. You and your crew swam in wealth and the going was good. Mutiny, sadly and sometimes not sadly, exists on its own accord. One man reflected on this as he was forced to his feet. A collar attached to a chain and electromagnetic handcuffs prevented his escape as he stood for all those who cared to glance as they walked by in the market to see. No one wants to have their only life’s purpose to be to serve another......only sometimes people don’t get that choice.* (Important point of notice: I’ll be playing the slave/servant. You’ll be the master/mistress.) Betrothed: *for as long as there has been civilisation and leaders, there has been arranged marriages. Arranged marriages, or betrothals as they were more often called, consisted of pairing two people together and making them get married in order to secure ties to another land or another planet. Political marriages benefited everyone but the married pair it always seemed. After all, you couldn’t possibly be happy being married to a complete and utter stranger? How does one who is betrothed build a life of love and prosperity when the one who bears the rings of their union is not the one who also bears their heart?* (Important point of notice: this can go two ways, either our characters are betrothed to each other or one character is betrothed. The idea has endless possibilities) Sooooo..... about those pairings. What is in Bold is what I’m going to play if we choose the scenario: 1: enemies to lovers or rivals. 2: knight x royal 3: **wounded soldier/pirate/commoner** x high ranking person/royal 4: **commoner/rogue/street rat** x prince/princess 5: **slave/servant** x master 6: married person X unmarried person 7: any opposites attract type pairing 8: inter species relationships 9:forbidden love. PLEASE DO NOT APPROACH ME IF: 1: YOU GHOST AT THE DROP OF A HAT. 2: YOU ARE NOT WILLING TO PUT EFFORT IN TO MEET MY REQUIREMENTS. I’m open to discussing and potentially mixing these ideas up till we get something that we both like. If you want to learn more about a certain idea tell me the name and I shall expand on it. The only platforms I rp on are discord,telegram and google hangouts. I will not rp or any other platform other than the ones listed. I also no longer rp on email due to how often I tend to get ghosted on there. If you do not have any of those then unfortunately we cannot rp. When you reach out to me requesting for an rp please In the opening message tell me what idea you liked, why you liked it, what platform you rp on and give me a little introduction about you and you must put 123 somewhere in your message so that I know you’ve read all of my post, don’t just put “hi wanna rp”. Make it interesting. I look forwards to meeting potential partners. My discord: tiberionsunsconqourer#6187 My telegram: Tiberionwars My hangouts: lleo52560@gmail.com

[shadowsong26fic]

Coming Attractions!

A day late, whoops…ah well. Let’s pretend it’s still the first Monday of the month, which means Coming Attractions!

Also, as a reminder, I have set up a Discord server for my writing--basically intended to be an extension/more interactive version of this blog. Feel free to stop by and say hi!

Short update this month, because I…did not get a whole lot done last month, whoops. Uh, I was possibly going to do Camp NaNo for July but I didn’t get my thoughts organized in time…but anyway, a quick overview of goals for the month! I think I did some more prompt ficlets since the last update? But we haven’t had any rounds lately…anyway, those can be found in the tag. I also did a couple things for a prompt meme on DW. Other than that…it’s been a quiet month on my end.

I really, genuinely, I swear, actually will finish this arc of Precipice in July, lol. Hopefully get at least one chapter of Preludes and/or Protectors out as well, but if I can just get these last two chapters done, I will be Happy. There’s basically…four or five scenes left? One bit with Obi-Wan and Anakin and Artoo and Dr. Naar that’s been very slow going and is really like two or three half-scenes sort of cobbled together; a bit with Bail and Ahsoka and Rex and Leia (which is also...a couple half-scenes stitched together, lol); a bit with Sidious and Lavinia that’s mostly finished; and a Padme POV scene to close out the arc. Right now, the plan is for these to go into two chapters, and then we’re done!

Preludes will probably get posted out of order, since it’s backfilling stuff in the skip between arc 7 and arc 8, but at minimum it will deal with Palpatine’s next apprentice, some of what the Ghost Crew gets up to in this AU, and probably Maul will show up. The first one will probably be a scene/sequence with Kallus and Lavinia, but there’s a couple other possibilities I’m contemplating as well (Hondo facilitating some contacts, what the hell has Maul been up to, Apprentice #5’s debut…we’ll see!)

And, since y’all have been So Patient with my lack of updates the last few months, here’s a teaser for one of the first few chapters of Protectors!

“You need to move,” Obi-Wan said, quietly. “I don’t think the message can be traced to you, but if the Empire starts looking closer at the planet…”

Owen seemed about to object, but Beru put her hand on his. “We understand,” she said. “I know there’s a contingency, but I’m not clear on the details.”

“Pack,” Obi-Wan said. “We’ll stage it like the farm’s been attacked.”

“Will we be able to come back? Eventually?” Owen asked.

“I hope so,” he said, but he refused to promise more than he could be sure to deliver. “And there will be...enough to rebuild from, if you do.”

“Sand people,” Owen guessed, voice hard.

“Yes,” he said. “Credible, at least to fool any Imperial patrols that come by. The locals may suspect, but if they do…”

“They’ll most likely suspect it’s the Empire or Jabba covering something up,” Beru finished for him. “Where will we go?”

“Alderaan,” Obi-Wan said. “Or Chandrilla. Whichever has a sooner flight.” Given a choice, his personal preference would be for Alderaan--if only because Senator Mothma had been the one to take their movement public, and Bail’s reputation was still more or less unimpeachable. But either would serve to keep the Larses safe.

“That’s far,” Owen said.

“It will keep you safe,” he said.

In other SW fic news...well, as implied above, I am hoping to get at least one Precipice update out this week, but I’m not 100% solid on that, since I also have an exchange fic I need to finish for next Monday. I’m…behind, lol; there was a lot of waffling back and forth on exactly what I wanted to do for it. But I’m on track now! And I thrive on tight externally-imposed deadlines so I’m not worried about finishing XD.

I am still working on OFLAM, and a new dragonshifters AU I’ve started building, off and on. I’m still sorting out some details for the latter, especially in terms of how many people know about Anakin being a shifter (I would…like to keep it to the bare minimum as of when the Clone Wars starts, meaning while Obi-Wan probably knows the rest of the Order somehow doesn’t? So it’s like a Big Deal when Padme and Ahsoka find out). Most of what I’ve actually written has to do with my girl Bo-Katan, though I’ve done a bit with Padme and Anakin as well. I’m also still. Uh. Searching for an actual Plot??? Beyond just ‘this is a cool concept and there’s significantly/interestingly Different cultural baggage for my three shifters,’ which is about where I am now. Anyway, probably either the shifters AU or OFLAM will end up being my SWBB project for next year, unless I get struck by another interesting ObiAniDala concept, which has been what’s happened the last two years, lol…

In other fandom/non-SW fic news, as I think I mentioned last month, I’ve started drifting back into ATLA fandom. Rereading some of my old fics/RPs, toying with plots/concepts/crossovers of varying levels of self-indulgence…I’m not sure I’m actually going to write anything, but it’s definitely a possibility? If nothing else, I might flesh out/fulltext some of the super self-indulgent stuff I’ve been playing with, just to get it on paper and out of my head. Or I might put together something postable (although the one that’s getting the most traction in my brain actually might work better if I file the serial numbers off and put it into an original story…who knows.) I’m also going to do an organized rewatch of my own at some point (my roommate’s been watching the series, but I’m in and out while she does so I keep missing bits) which will probably finalize any nebulous plans I might have. Anyway, I don’t think ATLA is going to drag me out of SW but I’ll possibly/probably be writing for both for a while? Which I don’t plan to impact Precipice, and I do plan to do BB next year as discussed above, but if this does start happening, other projects will probably be put even more on the back burner/on hold for a while. We’ll see, we’ll see…

I’m also hoping to get some original stuff done this month, because I feel like I’ve been neglecting my own stuff even more than my fic projects lately, lol…

Anyway, this weekend, I’m hoping to get a good bit of writing done. I’ll be somewhere quiet with minimal internet access for a couple days (at least that’s the way it’s been when I’ve been there before, it might have changed since then, who knows). So I probably won’t get distracted by variants of 2048 (that Doctor Who one I don’t even go there AND YET) or watching Netflix or…though I may be bringing my lacework, which also takes a fair amount of time away from writing, so…we’ll see XD

…anyway, this turned out a lot longer than I thought it would. So much for a short update! But in the meantime, what have you guys been up to? Any plans/projects in the pipeline? Open question night? What’s on your mind?

[calleo-bricriu]

Since I followed and have been followed by several new blogs today:

- Feel free to check out the stuff on my Icebreakers page and send stuff if you’d like. It’s got open tags, links to meme tags, links to the tiny handful of starters I’ve got, stuff like that.

- I never left the habit of the concept of ‘open threads’ in the sense that anyone can jump in on a post if they want their character(s) to add something; as long as it’s not tagged as private or closed, and it was something that was written, said, or something other than just internal thoughts, it’s something your character could be aware of and I don’t consider that metagaming (also, I don’t do that to anyone else without permission first as Tumblr RP doesn’t operate at all like the old forum and MMO RP I’m most used to).

- I’m sure I mentioned it somewhere on the rules page but, there’s no need to ask about sending in a meme or starter; those are always open both to mutuals and non-mutuals.

- If you think of a thing you’d like to do, go ahead and post it and tag me.

- IMs are open for chatting, plotting, etc...I do remote sysadmin work at the moment so I’m kind of glued to either a computer or tablet all day.

- I don’t assume any pre-existing relationship beyond a very casual, “I know who this person is” for canon characters and possibly for OCs that are around Calleo’s age. I’m 100% fine with either starting from first-meeting-scratch or discussing a backstory that has the characters knowing each other to skip over the first meeting thing as I know a lot of people find those types of threads awkward somehow. - Related to that: If your character was at school from 1970-1977 it’s possible they’d have met Calleo or knew who he was as that’s when he was a student.

If your character works at the Ministry of Magic, there’s a good possibility they might know who he is because he’s not been quiet about what he thinks about how that place is run for awhile now; job security comes with being in the Department of Mysteries. If you’re playing a professor that was teaching during the 70s, that’s also a ‘might know who he is’ thing. - The main things that change when I go back to write in my Fantastic Beasts verse are pretty much just the birth year and the years he started working at the Ministry. Pretty much everything else is the same, just in a different time period.

- A good majority of the people I write with are somehow in Europe (and I think one or two are in Australia); don’t worry about sending messages at weird times of the day where I am (Central Daylight Time, -6 GMT). My iPad is on do not disturb from 11:30pm until 7:30 so a notification won’t wake me up. If I respond at, like, 3am my time, you didn’t wake me up, I was probably already awake. - English not being your first language doesn’t bother me; in over 20 years of doing online RP, I have yet to encounter a single person whose English was impossible to figure out.

[rasenkaikyo]

LFRP: The Traveling Priestess

In Year One of the Seventh Astral Era, Hinako Daigo resided in Mor Dhona, aiding the lives of her fellow countrymen having fled westward from the fresh turmoil of Doma. However, the priestess’ dreams were suddenly visited with cryptic messages from her gods. Unable to disregard them, Hinako soon embarked on a solo journey across much of Eorzea and its city-states, helping the people and following her intuition toward lifting the realm of some of its many blights...

This is a special kind of LFRP post because it covers wanting to roleplay and meet others within a specific period of time - the months* that cover about 2.3 to 3.0 in canon - ergo pre-establishing connections if anyone would be so interested.

Over the month of June, Hina will be at one of the four open city-states for anyone to meet in casual/semi-casual RP on Balmung; had it not been an idea I had to put off I would have reserved with a solid week per “phase”, but with the onset of Shadowbringers and the sweeping changes that follow, I’ll have to dial back a bit to shorter periods of time that I will be detailing below the cut.

Furthermore, each city-state duration will provide the option to join Hina in a respective dungeon run as she investigates and cleanses the disturbances that her dreams have been leading her to.

Want to know more about Hinako or if you would want to meet/have met her? Check out her Carrd, the bio page or feel free to ask me questions! ♥

Times of availability in-game: Nightly after 10pm Eastern / 7pm Pacific are assured, with exceptions on a weekly basis that I will update accordingly. I can’t give a consistent schedule, unfortunately, due to the manner of my work. Alternatively, if you would express interest in a more detached Discord RP, that may be another thing. Note that my days or times may be subject to change by circumstance! Including ongoing RP I have with my FC.

On dungeons: If you wanted to run a dungeon, your character would need to have and be able to run dungeons up to level 51. If you are well above that in level with gear to match, it is suggested but not mandated that you may wear some lower-level gear for the occasion to make the run a little less of a likely steamroll - We would be going in undersized, unless in the unlikely event we gather a light adventuring party.

RP may potentially be logged, edited and published at a later date with consent.

Phase 1: Limsa Lominsa

Saturday June 1 - Thursday June 6

After traveling to La Noscea, partaking in ritual cleansing to mark a new beginning, Hinako returns to the maritime city to gather the meaning behind the words of her dreams - that which she suspects are tied to this region.

Best days (Times in ET): Sunday 6/2 before 3pm, Tuesday 6/4 before 3pm or after 8:30pm, Thursday 6/6 All day

Phase 2: Ul’dah

Friday June 7 - Wednesday June 12

Returning to the arid landscape on which she first set foot in Eorzea, Hinako seeks the next disturbance in where the unaware are imperiled by unknown dangers long entombed.

Best days (Times in ET): Friday 6/7 All day, Saturday 6/8 before 3pm, other days TBD

Phase 3: Gridania

Thursday June 13 - Tuesday June 18

Deep within the Black Shroud, certain evil dwells in many a shadow of the past. Hinako has her work cut out for her to find her next location.

Best days (Times in ET): TBD

Phase 4: Ishgard

Wednesday June 19 - Monday June 24

Hinako senses her fourth disturbance resides somewhere in the frozen north of Coerthas, beyond walls of ice and other impenetrable terrain. But with a towering city long behind closed gates, the priestess stands at an impasse on how to reach her destination...

Best days (Times in ET): TBD

How to contact: On Twitter is best, then on Tumblr! On Discord if we’re friends already, and if we’re not I would have you ask to add me first. ♥

[purbol-xiv]

LFRP - Mana Yuzuka - Balmung

❁ The Basics ❁

Age~ 33 Birthday~ 12th Sun of the First Umbral Moon Race~ Raen Au Ra Sexuality~ Pansexual Marital Status~ Single Alignment~ Neutral Evil

❁ What I’m Looking For ❁

Friends!  Enemies!  Partners in crime!  Plots plots plots! As a note, I’m open to developing romantic relationships with other peoples characters, but its not a priority for me, and its certainly not a priority for Mana. If any romance happens, I’d like it to be worked up towards DEFINITELY plotted out.

More under the cut if you’re interested~

❁Physical Appearance❁

Hair~ Short, uneven dull green locks. One look by anyone and it can be assumed she cuts it herself Eyes~ Deep indigo irises with purple limbal rings Height~ 4′9″ Build~ Slightly toned Distinguishing features~ There are less scales around Mana’s neck, which was something she was born with. She also many scars running along her back that she doesn’t like to talk about. Common Accessories~ There is almost always a small pouch on her person containing tarot cards, though she has no formal astrologian training. It’s unknown how she got a hold on these. Some form of jewelry - and most of the time many kinds - can be seen on her as well.

❁Personal❁

Birthplace~ Unknown, thought to be somewhere near or in Doma Religion~ Mana doesn’t have a religion of her own Residence~ She has a house in Shirogane where she lives, as well as an apartment in the Goblet where she conducts alchemical experiments. (Both yet to be acquired in-game, so sorry) Likes~ The ocean and night sky, money, fancy clothes, drinking, reading Dislikes~ Overly sweet things, weakness, losing control of a situation Hobbies~ Studying, bad fortunetelling, people watching, traveling Brief history and information~ Mana was orphaned very young and taken in by a pair of Doman nobles. She endured years of abuse up until the Garlean occupation of Doma, where she was taken in as conscript. The garleans didn’t treat her much better then her adoptive family. Mana was only able to break free of her conscription when the calamity hit, and so she is terribly traumatized and is dealing with it in not the greatest ways. She appears calm most of the time, and can even be quite approachable at most, but she also can be a cold, heartless sort of person if gotten at the wrong angle.

❁Professional❁

Profession~ Alchemist Languages~ Common Eorzean, Hingan Skills~ ~Alchemy~ This is pretty straightforward. She finds alchemical research interesting and has made it into more than just a hobby in recent years. ~Red magic~ Mana preforms red magic in a very base sense. Though she is not properly trained, she uses her basic knowledge of conjury and thaumaturgy to incorporate magic in her fighting. ~Sword wielding~ Since Mana was conscripted for a good chunk of her life, she picked up wielding weapons quite early on. She particularly prefers swords, specifically rapiers as she thinks they add a nice flair to her appearance in battle. ~Cooking~ Though she would prefer not to do it when given any opportunity, she’s actually quite a talented cook. 

❁Relationships❁

Significant other~ None Children~ None Parents~ Dead Siblings~ Only child Other relatives~ Unknown Pets~ A morbol seedling she has lovingly named Popoto.

❁RP Hooks❁

Apothecary~ If someone is in need of a potion or two, Mana is up to the task. Whether it be a healing potion, poison, or anything else, she won’t ask any questions. Ex-conscript~ Mana served Garlemald unwillingly as a conscript for nearly half of her life, but despite this her views on garleans aren’t entirely all bad. If your character was a conscript, or is perhaps of garlean decent, they might have something to talk about... and perhaps even bond over, if the mood strikes right. Extended family~ Mana was actually born in Sui no Sato, where her parents decided to bring her to the surface world at a very young age. This being said, though she knows her parents are dead, she is unaware of any other living family beyond that. Any older raen from there could have known her parents or could have been related to them. Open mind~ I’m open to any other sort of hooks and would love to hear what you have in mind! These are just some suggestions off the top of my head.

❁OOC Info❁

Hi! I’m Amelia, a 22 year old nonbinary individual who uses they/them pronouns. First of all if you aren’t going to respect this, I’d rather not interact. Thank you, and I hope you have a lovely time finding other people to RP with. Second! I’m incredibly shy and anxious about RP, but I do love it a lot. I have a hard time keeping up with text in populated areas, so if I miss any of your messages please just give me a poke. I promise I’m not ignoring you! If you have any thoughts or suggestions for how our characters might interact, I’d love to hear it~ I’m on CST and usually work in the evenings randomly throughout the week. I can be on late at night (around 9-11pm) and in the mornings from 10am-12pm when I work, otherwise on days I have off I’m almost always available. If you’d like to inquire about RP, I can be reached right here on tumblr or in-game. My discord can be asked for in PMs.