#Can do it even if we've not RPed

[languajix]

Cabin 14 Beach Day RP

Cabin 14 RPed the beginning of their collaboration project with Cabin 15 for the beach sports day event! Then we fic-ified it a little for readability.

As morning broke across the campground of the Fandom Family Reunion, whatever passed for the sun began to rise and paint everything golden and glowing, warming the scales of the turtle known amongst his cabin as Uncle Mike. He had just been on an early morning walkabout, popping in to say hi to a few friends he'd made thus far while his nephews napped in their little bedside nest.

As he approached the front door, he noticed a flyer stuck to it. Interesting. He tugged the loose piece of paper off as he scanned the contents, rocking on his heels and growing more excited by the second, then burst through the door and brandished it in the air with a grin.

"Hope everybody packed their swim trunks and snorkels! Looks like we've got a beach sports day!"

Spirit POV

Everyone on both floors of Cabin Fourteen were bustling through their usual morning routines. While his brother Mika brushed his teeth in the bathroom, Spirit sat on the edge of their bunk, swinging his legs, watching everybody do their thing. ICE Donnie was blinking himself awake from his pillow pile, rubbing his eyes with a groan. Uncle Mike's baby turtle nephews were making little sleepy peeps as well.

Through the gaps in the second floor railing, Spirit could see Scout and Scav leaning towards each other, deep in some sort of conversation that had morphed into nonsense noise by the time it filtered down to him. On the other side, Angelo had his back to the cabin, arm raised, glowing a little like he was doing some sort of magic.

Out of the corner of his eye, Spirit even thought he might have caught a glimpse of one of their special ops cabinmates moving past a window. Maybe. They were really hard to spot unless they wanted to be seen.

Then Uncle Mike burst in with an announcement! The next event was going to be...

“Beach?!” Spirit squeaked in excitement, he’d never been to the beach nor had he ever had a beach-related experience in the past, but there was a first for everything!

Uncle Mike raised the flyer in the air as though it would help prove his point in any way, wrinkled and folded over on itself as it was. "Yep! I've been by the lake before, and there is, in fact, a beach! Sand, something that I am pretty sure might be water if you squint... looks like it's going to be a fun day! I might see if my almost-brother Don wants to watch the kids; maybe they can build sandcastles or something."

Don. Spirit remembered Uncle Mike coming back to the cabin in the past couple of weeks with some stories to tell, saying he'd met a younger version of his brother - the Donatello who was in another dimension. The Donatello that Uncle Mike had met at the camp was apparently double mutated, or something - big, with lots of teeth, and Uncle Mike couldn't understand him through the growls, but as with most things, that didn't stop Uncle Mike from talking and trying to make friends.

Uncle Mike hopped towards his duffel bag at the foot of his bed, rummaging around in it for a second, and then humming happily while pulling something out: a strip of red fabric with two eyeholes.

He leaned in towards everybody currently in the cabin. Then he leaned back, looked around as though wary of spies or sneaky listeners-in, and finally leaned back towards his cabinmates. "...okay, everybody in here is going to see through my disguise faster than Clark Kent's glasses, so I'm letting you in on a little... secret. Me and a buddy of mine who is equally as handsome and fond of the color orange - we might actually be twins from another ooze - are gonna be causing some chaos. This guy has lots of great ideas, honestly, and I can't wait. We are cooking, as the youth say.

...But! Since this is a Raph-themed event, it's only appropriate for a Raph to be the one doing it. And if at the end of it all, they can't pin it on me because they think my brother - who is conveniently not here - was behind it all? Well then, that would be just too bad, wouldn't it?"

He dangled the red mask in front of them with a very devious grin and a wink. "I can trust you guys not to tell, right? Keep my secret identity?"

It took a second for Spirit to grasp what Uncle Mike was saying before it finally clicked and he let out a gasp and clapped his hands with a cheeky smile, “your secret is safe with me, Uncle Raphy!”

"I knew I could count on you, Spirit," Uncle Mike Uncle Raphy said, deepening his voice and doing a funny accent. "You make me - your red, buff, grumpy-on-the-outside-but-soft-on-the-inside uncle Raph who has been here the entire time - very proud. And if the best most awesome uncle Mike was here in the room with us, I'm sure he'd say the same."

With that, Uncle Mike pulled his own mask off over his head and worked at wrapping the red one around his eyes, doing up the knot with his singular hand. He started to frown and flex his arm muscles a little. Was this how Uncle Mike's Raph acted? Frowny and kind of silly, with a deep voice and an accent?

The cabin door swung open again, a little more controlled, this time, and Raphael and Cerulean made their way inside, boxes and boxes in hand. "Hey guys! We brought breakfast!" Raphael grinned, brandishing the towering stack in his arms.

"And news," Cerulean chimed in. "We met a few of our cabin neighbours people over at the mess hall. They're planning a capture the flag event and were wondering if we want to join."

Uncle Mike, er, Uncle Raphy coughed, as though the fake voice was kind of rough on his vocal cords. "As an experienced Raph of many years, capture the flag sounds right up my alley. I'm in." 

From the far wall where he was rifling through a cupboard, Marco frowned and looked down at Cerulean. “Sounds like a battle, I’m in. Let’s make sure our buddies on the roof are informed. I would be surprised if they are not spying on us now. I’ll bring one of my brothers with me.”

"First things first, we brought some rolls, some toast, some boxes of cereals..." Raph walked over to the kitchen and plopped his stack of boxes down on the counter, flipping the lids, pulling out the steaming contents of the baked goods and setting them out on the table plate by plate. It all looked so good that Spirit wished, not for the first time and definitely not for the last, that he could eat. Raph gestured over the spread. "Take your pick, guys."

"Good idea. We can strategise during breakfast." Cerulean pulled out a kettle to make some tea. He reached into his pocket for his phone, quickly typing a message before sending it.

Marco hummed in thought. "...well, is mystic powers a rule? If it isn’t, then I’ll take my Leo with me."

"Not sure. We didn't want to set anything in stone before we get everyone's agreement," Cerulean clarified as he slid his phone back in his pocket.

Marco smiled, his sharp teeth peeking out just slightly, giving it a menacing edge that sent a thrill down Spirit's spine. “Heh, for once I’m excited for one of these lame events.” Knowing Marco as he had for these past few weeks, Spirit could tell he was planning to scare the crap out of the other camp members.

“Wait are we playing capture the flag or going on a mission?” Spirit inquired as he drifted closer to the kitchen. He thought this was going to be a family friendly game; was he wrong?

Hunter POV

Hunter and the rest of their family followed Navy down from their little corner upstairs as the smell of fresh food wafted up through the kitchen and slowly filled the cabin. His big brother quickly whispered to them to feed themselves, and gave a quiet thank you awkwardly to the air, as none of them knew who brought the food.

As they sat down to eat, the conversation started flowing again over their heads, and Hunter could tell the moment Navy caught the mention of a game, perking up. “Oh, I'm sure it'd be great to do more socializing with other cabins! You know, since we've really not gone out and done much, and-”

“I don't know if a game of capture the flag would be good for ‘socialization’, big guy,” Hunter butted in, taking a bite out of the toast he had grabbed. He continued talking with a full mouth. “It's sort of, like, a competition.”

Navy clapped his fins together. “Well, uh, we can make it a friendly competition!”

How optimistic. “With those guys?” Hunter gestured with a thumb in Marco and Cerulean's general direction. “Good luck.”

"...Well you're certainly perceptive, aren't you?"

A figure shifted into view from behind Marco. He tipped his goggles up from the bridge of his beak to settle above his orange mask, right-eye seemingly brighter than usual. Once completely exposed, his palms found place in the 'empty' holster pockets hanging from his hips.

"Due to current circumstances, I will be the sole participant amongst my unit. I do hope that's not a problem."

It was one of those sneaky guys from the roof. The orange one. Mikhail. Hunter hadn't had much of a chance to get to know them all, personally, because they were always off doing some sneaky thing or another, but he was in tune enough with his instincts that he could usually smell or hear when they passed by. There were some things you just couldn't hide. Not from him.

Marco raised a brow. "Mhm, fair enough. I would rather not lose to a bunch of kids, so let’s not lose, okay?"

"Then perhaps we should call everyone for a quick meeting, yes? To figure out who would be joining the event." Cerulean drummed his fingers on the counter he was currently leaning against.

Marco nodded. “Hm, yes. I already have my pick. Not that you already hate him or anything, hence that’s why he’s tagging along.”

“Oh, fantastic.” Hunter rolled his eyes. “This will absolutely contribute to a great team environment.”

“We will be discussing the nitty gritty of the game with Cabin 15. We probably should make our way there after breakfast. For the meantime, tea?” Cerulean pulled out a couple of mugs.

Spirit turned to Mika, who was peacefully chewing on some cereal. “Are they planning a murder or a game?” He asked. Mika just air tapped his head and continued to eat. “Don’t worry about it,” was all he said.

Marco slightly raised his hand. “I’ll take a tea, if you don’t mind.”

“Before we go, I assume everyone here wants to win?” Cerulean poured a cup and placed it in front of Marco with a decisive thunk, eyeing him and Mikhael. “Any suggestions on how we ensure that?” His tone was light but his eyes said otherwise.

“There he goes again,” Raphael mumbled, chewing on his toast. He nudged the glass Navy was reaching for towards him.

Navy took the glass offered to him, taking a sip. "You know, I feel like I should be a little more worried about the people I'm surrounded by."

Hunter squinted at his brother. "You didn't get that idea when I told you one of them pulled a gun on somebody?"

Looking up from his bowl of ramen, ICE raised his only hand, "...following that subject, are weapons allowed?"

“Possibly, although I doubt permanent maiming would be allowed.” Cerulean tapped his chin thoughtfully.

Hunter scoffed at ICE. "I don't know if you should participate, shrimp." He stuffed the rest of his toast in his mouth, talking as he chewed. "Have you looked at yourself lately?"

ICE glared at him darkly, slamming his hand on the table and pushing himself to his feet, leaning towards Hunter as his chair scraped on the floor. "I would suggest you take that back. I know where you sleep."

Hunter huffed through his nose, crossing his arms across his plastron. "Cute."

Cerulean sighed. “Save the animosity for the other team, please. “

ICE hesitated, then sat back down, crossing his arm over his plastron. "Yeah Hunter, listen to the cabin leader," he said with a smug grin.

Cerulean raised his eyebrow but didn’t refuse the statement.

Hunter squinted his eyes and rolled them, but settled on just growling deeply and continuing to eat. It wouldn't be worth it to compete with someone that stubborn. Navy looked over at ICE with genuine worry in his eyes, and mouthed 'I'm sorry.'

ICE smiled innocently back, and whispered "Its alright, I'll let it slide."

Marco took the cup and swished the liquid around. “'Ensuring victory.' It’s hard to solidify a plan against enemies we don’t know. ...well, so-so we know. For now, we know that it’s consisted of versions of all of you. Every weakness that is yours could be theirs-“

Cerulean hummed, “true. The lack of information is unfortunate. My brothers and I had only minimal interactions with them and the information we had is lackluster. Does anyone here have longer interactions with the other cabin?”

While the two of them bounced ideas, Uncle Mike sighed, looking over at his nephews, currently curled up together on the bed. "I guess Don is probably gonna sit this game out, so I'll see about dropping the kids off with him. As a Raph, I can't let down our cabin by missing out on the action. It wouldn't be very Raphlike of me, y'know."

“Raph? I thought you were Uncle Mike?” Raphael bit the spoon he held in his mouth.

Uncle Mike gasped dramatically, holding his hand against his plastron. "You think I could be that amazing, spectacular brother of mine whomst've I love so much but rarely tell him outright except in life or death situations? Ha!"

Hunter was still struggling to get a proper read on Mike. He trusted the older turtle, for the most part. He hadn't done anything to not deserve that trust. He'd actually done more than anyone else in the cabin to gain Hunter's trust. There was just something so strange about thinking that Mike was supposed to be a version of Scout, his youngest brother. And the fact that, supposedly, Mike had three brothers in his own world, one of which was meant to be a version of Hunter himself. A turtle who he was currently trying to impersonate...

Mike glanced around for listeners in, then pulled up the very edge of his red mask and whispered out of the corner of his mouth to Raphael: "It's a secret identity. I am about to commit many crimes and they're never gonna pin them on me. As long as everyone here can keep my secret, at least." He winked and straightened back up.

Oh boy.

Maybe he really was a Scout.

Raphael blinked once, twice, before grinning in understanding. “Okay then, Uncle Raph. Oh, this is going to be weird,” he mumbled.

Hunter folded up another peice of toast to swallow whole. "It wasn't already weird?"

ICE POV

Tap tap tap, FE!Donnie skipped over to the breakfast table, breaking the tension by adding his own. "Sorry to intrude, buuut, I have some things prepared for the event!!” He smiled as he slipped what looked to be small pink balls in Marco's direction.

Knowing how the True Colors guys felt about most of the Fear's Embrace crew, ICE glanced at Cerulean, who looked like he was trying hard not to roll his eyes.

"I made smoke bombs too! We can throw them off!" FE!Donnie smiled ear to ear as he dropped a bag right in the center of the table. Awesome!!

Hunter put his head heavily in one hand. "No, you were right. It's gonna be weird."

ICE grinned and waved his hand to get FE!Donnie's attention. "Now that's my kind of guy! I'll take extras." He'd take them all!

Out of the corner of his eye, ICE just barely noticed Mikhail retreating into a corner to observe from afar. The cool special ops guy raised a hand to cover his mouth as he observed in silence.

FE!Donnie grinned as he waved to Mikhail. “Hey buddy! Want some smoke bombs? Can’t win without teamworrkkkkk!!!”

Mikhail quirked a brow, not giving the eccentric Donnie an answer as of yet.

“You’re just in time, Donnie, care for some toast?” Cerulean smiled, motioning at the spread before them.

”Oooooo! Sure!” FE!Donnie wiped some dust from his face, reaching for a slice.

“If we’re going for the win then what about placing traps around our flag so it’s harder for the other team to get it?” Spirit suggested, tapping his chin thoughtfully.

Marco nodded, leaning forward. ”...Good idea, we could split up into groups, one that defends the flag and the others attack.”

“Some hidden mines would work.” A voice sounded from the door - Captain, leaning on the doorframe with Angelo smiling on his side.

"Jeez, how freaky are you guys?" Hunter looked around at all of the schemers, and ICE could feel his judgement from across the table. "Like, can I get a freak meter?" He gestured up and down with a flat hand. "Like how freaky are you being today?"

"Freaky enough to explode our opponents; they wanted a competition... we’ll give them one.” Marco smiled slightly, showing off his sharp teeth before taking a sip of tea. He was brutal. ICE could appreciate that.

“I want a pitfall trap! Team rocket style!” Spirit voiced.

“I heard we’re having a competition?” Angelo bounced on his heels. “Something about beating our opponents? I’m in!”

"Oh boy, they're gettin' the kid into it..." Hunter covered his eyes and groaned slightly.

“I like how you think. I have some pitfalls, too, back in the base. Put some spikes in there and it’ll take care of some of the incompetent intruders.” Captain gave a respectful nod to Spirit.

Spirit's eyes grew wide, and he returned Captain's nod with a thumbs up, looking a mix of nervous and excited.

“Nope!” Mika jumped up, flailing his arms around. “Let’s try to keep this as PG as we can, please?!” 

Spirit pouted, “you’re no fun...” ICE nodded in agreement. PG was for wimps. He'd seen worse his whole life, really.

“Maybe something a bit nonlethal, hmm? Perhaps some of those sleeping agents we saw in action that night?” Cerulean prompted Mikhail with a raised brow.

“Or we can just knock em out with something,” Angelo shrugged.

"...I could stun them. You wanted to see my power, right? I’ll have at 'em..."

“Oh yesyesyes yes please!” Spirit cheered at Marco’s offer.

Mikhail tilted his head. "Chemical warfare is Don's field and he's tapped out at the moment. But really, any form of incapacitation is preferred. Pretty sure it's going to have to be a layered process though to make sure they stay down and can't use their abilities out of panic or the like. Relying on a single point asset to take care of targets is never ideal."

Mikhail waved his hand lazily in the air.

"...Something something 'single point failure'."

“Making sure they stay down is pretty important, maybe I could make something…” Captain mumbled.

“Ooh ooh! You could use those tiny robots of yours with a dose of tranquilizers!”

Tranquilizers! ICE perked up more. The more bloodthirsty his cabin got, the more exciting things were.

Captain’s eyes widened. “Angelo, you’re a genius!” He began to pace, “we can set a designated time after we knocked them out so the robots can inject more tranquilizers to keep them down.”

"Combine that with something that can stunt power-use and that should cover everything worth major consideration," Mikhail said.

Marco chuckled. "...Nice to see some teamwork, but let’s make sure we have some fun and, most importantly, let’s not lose, fellas!"

Uncle Mike (wait, he was going by Uncle Raph today, right?) nodded approvingly. "No turtle left behind."

Marco looked out the window in the direction of the mess hall. ”I can go to the meeting point to go stalk the competition; I’ll send information to Chip so he can pass it on to you all. Anyone want to come with?” He turned to give Cerulean a pointed glance.

Cerulean seemed to consider it for a moment, before stepping forward, looking determined. Flipping over to mission mode, or something. "That might be a good idea. Do you need stealth or conversation?"

"Conversation, I'd rather not give them a reason to get their guard up." Marco rubbed his face, sighing, as though he wasn't looking forward to it.

Cerulean placed his hand on his plastron and smiled. “Then may I accompany you?” He glanced at Captain, “and perhaps... Chip, was it? Could send the information back to you.”

Captain’s frown deepened before he finally nodded. “Suit yourself.”

Marco stood up and looked down at Cerulean, clicking his goggles on. "...alright, kid, keep your guard up but not to the point it’s noticeable. Let’s go.” The antennas bounced as he walks over to the door.

Uncle, uh, Raph? blinked, taking a bite of toast. "Glad they didn't ask me," he murmured to Mika and ICE, out of earshot of Marco and the True Colors guys. "Don's my bro, and Mikenstein is my not-twin, y'know, and I probably know some stuff, but I don't wanna let down anybody. Them or us. So I'm not getting in the middle of this. Yet, anyways."

Captain POV

Chip floated over to Captain, whirring in a way that almost came off as nervous. It wasn't unwarranted, Captain was still a little bit interested in dissecting him, but that could wait. The mission was more important.

A hologram appeared in front of Captain, showing video footage from Marco’s goggles. “Here you go, sir!!” Chip chirped. “Hi again! Sorry for trying to disassemble you that time,” Angelo smiled. He prodded Captain's arm with his elbow. An encouragement.

“I’m not going to apologize. It started it,” Captain mumbled, walking to the table and turning so everyone could see the screen. Everyone present leaned in, interested in whatever their team members were about to discover at the meeting point.

Sitting down, Captain tapped his headgear, starting a new file to store the recording.

“You are lucky my sir made me work with you." The digital eye frowned. “But you do have access to some parts of the system! Of course, Marco implemented a kiddy firewall..." 

Chip turned to Angelo, then. “I accept your apology, at least SOMEONE HAS MANNERS!"

Captain’s fingers twitched in annoyance, but he brushed it off. There would be a chance to take revenge later. He ignored the babbling robot and focused on the recording.

Meanwhile, Angelo grinned. “Very cute! Kinda like-“ Apparently remembering their agreement to keep SHELLDON’s intelligence on the down low, he changed the subject. “I really like those markings you have,” he leaned over Captain's shoulder to point to Chip.

“Hm? Thank you! The ones on my rings are symbols, for a recipe! Kinda like a reminder!”

On the side of the hologram, the screen also displayed a file system. At a glance, Captain could see they were all locked. One of the locked files was a video labeled as 'The Incident.' Fascinating.

“Oooh what kind of recipe?” Angelo leaned on the back of Captain’s chair to get a closer look.

Captain stayed quiet, eyes scanning the files along with the camera recording.

“...Well, uhm." Chip whirred, appearing to process a thought before deciding to be open with them. “Are you aware of the substance Empyrean?”

Empyrean? Captain had gotten some good images of Chip in their earlier encounter, but he turned to make sure the 'recipe' was properly recorded just in case, as subtly as possible.

“Hmm? Of course! That’s what made us after all.” Captain glanced back to see Angelo had started to float, kicking his feet up behind him.

"Well it’s also used for Marco’s medicine, it’s what makes him kinda tired all the time and cranky - he wasn’t always like 'this.'"

Angelo’s open and playful expression immediately shuttered off. His feet hits the floor. “You know that can be dangerous right? He’s risking double mutation every time he uses it.” He crossed his arms. “Where do you even get that much empyrean? The council should’ve been keeping an eye on it.”

"Since the Kraang has plagued most of our world, it’s not too difficult to find. Mainly from a large crashed Kraang ship that’s not far from our base."

Angelo blinked. “Oh. Yeah the whole living in an apocalypse thing.” He leaned back, “Still. That’s very dangerous. I would hate to think what would happen if something went wrong. Experimenting with Empyrean is…” Captain could feel the way Angelo shuddered beside him, “dangerous, to say the least.”

"...it’s difficult when your resources are limited. Sometimes we don’t have a choice. So sorry - we got a little off topic..."

“So are we heading out to the mess hall, or cabin? And are we going now or later?” Spirit asked.

“We are currently researching our competitors. Marco and Cerulean will give us the go whenever they are ready.”

FE Donnie laughed. "Ehehe! For a robot designed by Marco, you really like to spill secrets. BUUUT luckily, spilling secrets are fun when they’re Marco’s!"

Angelo brushed past Captain as he pulled away, and Captain glanced out of the corner of his eye to watch him make his way to Raphael's chair and rest his chin on his head. Raphael patted his arm in comfort.

On the holographic iPad, a pop up message of a thumbs up showed from Marco. “Oh! It would seem he is signaling for the rest of us!” Chip said, hovering over the holographic iPad. FE!Donnie jumped up from where he had decided to flop down on the floor. “It’s game time, fellas! Let’s show ‘em! Make sure you don’t alarm them with any of our plans!! Any questions?” he stood there with his arms behind his back for a moment, barely waiting for a response before chiming in, “Good no questions! I’ll see you there!!”

He ran off playfully. “Yippe, game time!” Spirit cheered. He tugged insistently at Mika’s band tails. Mika quickly finished the rest of his cereal and got up from his seat to appease his ghostly brother.

“You have to play in my stead Mika!” Spirit pointed at him like a general giving orders, and Mika saluted at his brother. 

“The opposing team will know no peace.” Spirit nodded upon hearing confirmation and smiled. “Now let’s hurry! I wanna meet the other cabin members!” Mikhail pushed his self off the wall and popped his fingers, already heading out. Captain heard him chuckle in amusement at everyone's excitement. Mike gathered up his nibbles and followed behind. Navy herded his brothers to go along with the group, Scout skipping along in front. ICE followed along behind Navy, still in the process of putting on his eyeliner.

Captain felt the buzzing of his own 'go' signal from Cerulean and stood up. He glanced at his brothers who no doubt also felt it, and tilted his head towards the door.

"I guess we're going now," Raphael stood up, making Angelo, who was still clinging to his neck, rise up with him.

Angelo climbed and sat himself on Raph's shoulder, ducking along when Raph passed the kitchen doorway so as to not hit his head.

Time to see what the other cabin had in store.

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@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion

Hold Every Memory by @languajix

Ghost of the Past by @wandering-ghost

Second Shot by @twignotstick

Fear's Embrace by @karonkar

True Colors by @v-albion

It's a Complicated Equation by @leilanising

Covert AU by @chessman-protocol

[roleplayhonestybox]

I don't know what to do with this partner.

I love our roleplay and talking to them ooc is fun, and in the 3 months we've rped together we kinda became friends. But I feel like they are pushing my limits on the length/speed of my replies.

I made it clear in my post that I write 400-600 words replies and reply 2/3 times per week. But when we started I was on vacation and I could do 1500 words multiple times per day. It was challenging and kinda fun at first but now I'm getting seriously burned out. I went back to college mid August and I feel like every time I send a 700/800 words reply or I only reply once per day, they get a bit pissed or disappointed. And it's already MORE than what I promised in my post or what I feel I can keep up with, but if I bring up my post I feel like it would be read as whining or an accusation. I already dropped other two threads I liked to keep up with them but I like the variety, even if it means taking a bit longer to reply to everyone.

Not to mention, their replies started to become a lot of fluff relegated to their character's thoughts so I always have to basically invent 1000 words of nothing for my reply as well, which is tiring, long and not a lot of fun for me. Also, they send multiple messages every day to talk about their day, fandom etc and again... I don't mind talking to them sometimes, but it seems like they require my attention ooc for like a couple of days every day on top of the 2/3 hours I should spend writing replies for them.

I talked about how I wanted to write shorter replies and got some passive aggressive comments about "quality and quantity over speed" but then, if I don't acknowledge their reply and that I am writing a reply for them within an hour, they start to nudge me. I understand being enthusiastic about the plot because I love it as well, but I can't keep up. I have other hobbies, exams, and hopefully more threads. And I just don't know how to explain this to them.

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[dvilsdesire]

MUN MONDAY: GETTING TO KNOW YOU

Respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better!

ROLEPLAYER NAME: You can call me Owl, or Sam. :) Whatever you prefer.

ROLEPLAYER PRONOUNS: He/Him

MUSE NAME: Haarlep.

PREFERRED COMMUNICATION: I'm fine with either IM's or Discord. Time zones are a bit shit for me since I live in Australia, but I'll catch you when I can.

EXPERIENCE: I've been Rping way over a decade now. On tumblr? Since... 2012, I think? But waaay before then, back in probably 2007 or something. I've Rped on multiple platforms.

PREFERRED ROLEPLAY TYPE: I greatly prefer para/novella. I like delving into a character's mind and thought process. I know I write a LOT of inner monologue for my muses as well, I actually STRUGGLE with short replies, so when someone gives me a single para or line... it's really difficult for me to match that short length, but it's also something that I don't really vibe with. I greatly prefer longer replies. I want to delve into characters and see how they react, I want to learn all of those little things about your muses as well. I'm a sucker for character development. I'm also a fan of the nitty gritty.

PET PEEVES & DEALBREAKERS: One line responses. Please, for the love of god... give me something to work with. It's a quick way for me to show disinterest and likely not really reach out to write with unless it's something that I am REALLY enjoying for small snippets. But please, I greatly prefer longer replies. Short ones also make me feel like you're just not interested in what my characters have to say :/ Please read my rules, whilst I know we can't remember EVERYONE'S rules (seriously, I forget as well!), it is obvious when people don't. If my muse is a muse of power or something, then please treat them as such. If your muse ends up wanting to attack or something, and they are of a lower class... then they won't win. It's just that simple. Respect the power of certain muses.

PLOTS OR MEMES: I like both and am fine with both. Whilst I LOVE plotting and getting to know muses and getting an idea of where we can go, I also understand that sometimes our brains are just too tired from real life and memes can be something simpler and quicker. I think both of them are very good for very different reasons, which I'm fine with both. By all means, memes are EXCELLENT ice breakers imo, and then we can always plot something once we've established a little starter. :)

LONG REPLIES OR SHORT REPLIES: Long, lol. As covered in my previous responses.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: I get a lot more done when I'm writing in the mornings. Obviously due to work, I am tired in the evenings, so I get very little done (Haarlep has certainly reawakened my muse tho I'm shocked at how much I've been writing on my work nights lol). I mostly write on Fridays as it's the only day I have to myself, so I try and churn out as many replies as I can, but once it hits the afternoon, I'm pooped lol. So yeah, mornings are definitely best!

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES: Haarlep? Absolutely not. Haarlep caught me by utter surprise when it came to being a muse of mine. I saw him once, had a little laugh, and suddenly he wouldn't leave my mind, and then I just... had the persistent urge to write them. I'm very happy that he did come to me, though, as he's really been helpful in making me come back to RP on a more regular basis and I've had such a good time exploring him. But no, we're absolutely nothing alike. Haarlep is an incubus, and I'm asexual as fuck lol. If anything, and don't take this the wrong way because it's probably going to sound BAD lol, but I have more in common with Raphael than I do with Haarlep X'D and that's... saying something, since I am not an evil devil hahaha. The only thing I think I could say about me and Haarlep being similar is the fact that I can mask like a beast in public. (: Even then, that's entirely different to what Haarlep is doing, I'm just masking because I'm austistic and people have expectations of me in society lol, Haarlep is masking because he's trying to seduce and eat someone hahaha.

Tagged by: @shimmerbeasts Tagging: @astralrogue @chaoticbard @dcwncametheclaw @galefcrce @azzagrazt and anyone else! Tag me so I can read :)

[kiealer]

[We haven't talked or rped in a while, but you've been a wonderful friend to me and I cherish our friendship despite it all. You're creative and talented and I always love seeing your art and writing on my dash. I honestly can't express how happy for you and proud I am of you for all the strides you've made in your life this past year. You found a job that you (maybe) halfway enjoy, you've found a girlfriend that you adore and seems to love you back, and you're making a big leap to move soon! I'm so glad to see you so happy and thriving; you deserve it and I hope more happiness is on the horizon for you. 💚]

i don't have a proper icON FOR THIS THO

we really haven't talked in a hot minute, and for that, I'm so sorry. I know we've both been busy and it's been hectic, especially recently, but hopefully we can get back into a talking groove soon because I do miss you. hearing all of that does mean a lot to me, more than I can even describe, so thank you, genuinely.

I know you've had a rough time of it this year, so I really hope that things turn around for you next year. I want to be able to help in maybe making things a little bit better if I can. you're a cherished friend who I very much adore and I want to help where I can. I've always admired how thoughtful and intricate you are with your characters, and how you always put so much passion into them. I also admire how you don't put up with anything, how you have the strength to put your foot down. you're a wonderful person, and I always enjoy seeing you and talking to you when I do.

thank you so much for all you've done and for your friendship. I appreciate it more than I can say.

[draconscious]

what's the weirdest / crackest ship you ever rped? alternatively, do you have any fun ship related story?

FIRST of all, this is a fantastic prompt that filled me with so many past memories in RP--thank you so much for sending it in and allowing me to relive some nostalgia!!

When talk of past ships arises, I immediately have to shout out my day one ASH (@analuein & @skillswapping!!) WE've been writing for so long together, and the many natural adventures/bonds shared between our muses have led to some truly unexpected (but truly glorious) ships over the years: her Thorton shipping with my bounty hunter OC, and her Ingo shipping with my Sprout Tower sage OC, just to name a few examples!! I'm so thankful to Ash for being willing to ship with my past random assortment of OCs--even to this day, I still look back on those sprawling threads with a big old grin on my face. So much fun.

(Some other interesting ships that I'm now remembering with other muns of the past: My Barry and a Team Galactic Grunt--gasp, how forbidden!!--and a very short ship sailed between my Ramos and a Bertha--which was more of them just being old and adorable together. Great times. Thank you, past mun, for playing Bertha.)

Lately, I've found that exploring new types of relationships for my muses is super fun for me. I'm a sucker for muses who are just super tight friends who have each other's back no matter what, who can share a comfortable moment of silence together and all that. I adore the enemy dynamics, filled with cat-and-mouse tension, violence, high-stakes situations, and conflict piled on conflict. I've definitely dialed back on writing more romantic stuff as of late, but I do miss it--I think it's just a symptom of me not being as available ooc to discuss those muse dynamics/relationships with people. I've been working on reaching out more though--and always game to write fresh dynamics out with those who are interested, all ideas welcome!!

[flutterfae-rp]

So... health issues have been a thing. There's something going on with my sleep patterns that's been pretty majorly disrupting my life and it's making it very hard to keep up with stuff on here.

(They are scheduling sleep studies a month out and told me to wait 2 weeks before calling myself)

One on One stuff on Discord has been a lot easier, but even that has been suffering a bit.

If you don't have my discord, but would like it, feel free to send me a message and we can exchange usernames! If you're worried about that? If we've talked and RPed here, then you are someone that I am more them happy to share that info with!

I might be a bit slow and sleepy, but I do enjoy having you guys around me, never worry on that!

[midnightmagicks]

{Hello hello!!

Okay so I don't really have WOL x NPC ships (no judgement, I think they're all great. There's some NPCs I associate specifically with certain users because of their ships and I think that's fantastic lol) but I do ship my characters with other people!

An obvious one I'll start with is @bloodredhands Ezekiel and E'mal. Them. The gay bunnies. I do genuinely love them both very much and they've very much become a comfort to me. It's always easy for me to fall back to them and do creative things like gposes or writing even if I'm feeling art blocked or burnt out. They have a really fun dynamic that we've talked about outside of the cute or silly writings I've posted about them. Jem has made some Banger gpose sets and writings as well.

BUT MORE THAN THAT, aside from the wonderful creative outlet and comfort they've become they've given me a very good and important friend. Jem is one of the most chaoticly fun people I've ever met and I love and cherish them so very much. We hang out and chat a lot and have been playing different games together or just vibing. Words aren't enough to explain how important they are in my life at this point. I'd fistfight gods for them. Me gushing over Ezie and us discussing how stupid (affectionate) our boys are has led to such a cherished friendship outside of the RP circle. (I've met many wonderful friends thanks to ff rp!)

But yes Gay Bunnies Good and I adore my dear friend Jem. <3 ((we also have a few other pairs but gay bunnies is certainly the most well known/publicly shared))

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This is so funny that I'm writing about him second but he knows how much I adore him it's FINE (ily bebe lmao) but @shadesofblades is my irl partner and we have Several ships together. Our first pair for ff is his Baatu and my Zansei. The lovers. I love those lizards and we've built such a sweet story together for them. We also have Z and Hinata but those two transcend AUs because that's our main OC pair that we like to put in different universes. It's super fun to have ships with coffee because we can just. Chat all the time whenever about it. Sometimes we just need something soft to talk about. Or angsty. Or whatever. It's super great and I love it. We actually mostly do creative stuff through stories/gpose/art because for some reason we've rped like....once Ever properly. (We should fix that Coffee!!)

I think we've both been more Inspired since joining the rp/character scene here in Tumblr tbh. More writing and story building. It's been really fun to grow more confident and excited over these things with him. He's so important to me and I do think we've grown closer during our time within the Tumblr sphere. As well as thanks to the wonderful friends we've made along the way ❤️

Some pictures of our Fools ❤️

E'mal and Ezekiel

Baatu and Zansei

Another random WoLQotD/OC question

I thought I'd ask this while I worked on my other questions. :)

If you're a WoL x NPC shipper, what drew you to that ship and why? What makes that ship the pinnacle for you and your oc? Is it that you love the canon character you write them with, you find their dynamic interesting or something in between?

If you're not a WoL x NPC shipper, but you have a ship with another person, how did that come about? What makes that ship fulfilling for you? Has the ship impacted your relationship with that other person? Feel free to gush, I wanna hear it!

Oh, and pictures are a must (if you have them).

[odetolove]

aww you're too kind :') thank you i appreciate it, i hope you know how amazing you are too !!

aww yay ! the charge up after a break is always so nice, so im really glad you're doing better. omg i saw the server post im so excited for you!! and did i see a birthday thing in the tags? is your birthday soon??? :0

ahh im always happy to hear that i can give inspo and that you can happily read back on the samu thread :') genuinely makes me so happy; and i hope you know i feel the same; ive never been one to share my writing formally due to various factors but im glad i can at least share it with someone whose works i not only admire but who also shares the same passion (? idk if thats the word) but i guess enthusiasm as me about writing and rp too. You always give me the same energy right back and even more and it's why i even keep coming back here along with the small little friendship we've made :')

sorry for the ramble ;-;

-Samu mod

HEHE YOURE WELCOME!!

AND IT IS!! MY BIRTHDAYS ON THE 29th!! so for some people it’s already there nyeheh,, you should join !! its fun!! i won’t even know ur samu mod (unless u want me to know blinks blinks) :3 i just like talking w people in a group setting,, i love bouncing ideas back n forth hehe <3

ANDDD PLEASEEE YOULL MAKE ME CRYYYY, it’s a very big source of comfort for me n i’ve always says w anyone ive rped with even if the threads not active i alwaaaayysss keep it very close to my heart just cause it’s a collaborative effort!!! you gotta put out the same energy someone gives you, especialllyyyyy with something as sweet as someone taking the time to write out paragraphs upon paragraphs!! idk word sharing should be considered a love language,, ill always read back on it fondly :3

N PLS DONT APOLOGIZE FOR RAMBLING, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE ITTT!!!

[anyonewannarpwithme]

Hey! I'm looking for people to rp with!

I'm looking for explicit rps, and I prefer to be the sub and the bottom!

I will rp MOST ships with a few exceptions here and there, but for the most part, I will rp most ships!

I'm partial to bakudeku, dekumight, Iideku, Iidabaku, tododeku, todobaku, bakumight, aideku, shigadeku, and honestly most ships where Deku or Katsuki are the bottoms! However I'm also happy to rp as Shouto, Ochaco, Tenya, and a bunch of others, so long as they're the sub or bottom!

I prefer script style!

If you wanna rp, please send an ask describing the idea for an rp you had (or, if it's an idea I've posted, which idea it was that caught your eye) and I'll respond (privately!) if I'm down to rp with you!

Then you're free to message me with a starter for the rp!

I do NOT share my discord unless we've been rping for a long time and I can trust you not to share my mainblog's name.

I'll occasionally make a post about an rp idea I've had, asking if anyone wants to rp with me, if it sparks your attention, please feel free to send an ask about rping it with me! Even if we've never rped before!

Even if I haven't made a post that sparks your attention, please feel free to ask anyway! Even if it's a ship I haven't posted about yet, chances are I'll be down to try it! Even if it's a little crack-shippy!

I have VERY few kinks I will not rp! I'll do just about anything except vomit, vore, blood, gore, noncon, and snuff! Everything else is on the table usually!

I prefer to rp transboy deku or transboy katsuki, since I'm a trans man myself, however I don't mind rping them as cis! Please let me know if you'd rather one or the other in your ask!

[electricea]

@demon-blood-youths sent - Hi there, friend! Ever since we rped, I enjoy your portrayal of Ryuji! I got into Persona by watching the anime series first. I started with 4 and then got hooked on 5 by reading Daybreakers, the anime and now I'm on Persona 5 Strikers! I really enjoy your portrayal of Ryuji! I really do! Whenever I see your replies, it makes me think back to his dialogue in Strikers and this sounds like him, alright! I really enjoy your writing that represents him greatly.

Plus whenever our muses plan stuff! I love what he adds to the conversation and give his own thoughts which my muses respect! Plus the wholesome things we do together! It feels like hanging out with an awesome friend. A brother by bonding! I know it sounds gushing and all! But I really love your writing! >////<

( Misplaced Memes! )

You know, before I respond to this, I wanted to start things off with an apology - I like saving asks for this for days where I really need them and can re-read them and I want to manage a response that feels sufficient, but I shouldn't have taken so long, so I will start by saying sorry on that.

But now that I've got that out of the way, let me just thank you for this - it really does feel like we've been mutuals for ages, at least as long as I can remember - and while I couldn't pinpoint our earliest interaction or how the gang met, what I wanted to say was that the feeling I've gotten all this time was that of camaraderie and friendship - I really appreciate how the group opened their arms to him and allowed him into the group and they treat him like an equal, like a friend.

I realize that group dynamics can be tough to handle - like one muse feel like an outsider or there might always be that sense that one person is feeling sort of on the outs or left out, but I appreciate how they've always been able to have these discussions with each muse giving their perspective and thoughts and when they do things, they do it as a team and taking each other's input into account. I always thought that must have been hard to write but you balance it wonderfully and you do it while giving each muse a unique feel and voice, so they don't all blend together.

I know we only just recently became mutuals on Discord so I am hoping we'll have a chance to talk and plot and just do even more on there. I've always genuinely cherished you as a mutual and I just always have this immense feeling of happiness and comfort when I see our interactions together, so this really means a lot to me - thank you.

[fiercelywinged]

anonymous asked: For the mun: how would you like to be approached about shipping? Are there any hard 'no's for you?

Honestly the best way: is just straight up tell me. Just like my Enji, I'm incredibly dense about this stuff and if we've talked before and you've dropped clues about it, well, there's a chance I didn't pick up on them. Not saying this is always the case, but the majority of my ships on both my rp blogs is because someone came up to me and literally said, "I'm interested in shipping with you." I'm also incredibly shy and don't usually approach people about shipping unless I've threaded with that person for a bit and I can see my muse with other. Like, I'm pretty sure Keigo's two main ships came about because I finally got over my shyness and threw 'are you interested in shipping with me' sort of meme replies to both Ghoul and Shiny.

In terms of no's for me, ship wise I'm incredibly hesitant to canonly ship dabihawks. I know it's easy for some people to sort of shrug off or give another reason for Dabi to burn Keigo enough that he loses his wings. But it's not for me especially since my own personal headcanon is it's a traumatic moment for Keigo (because I haven't traumatized my bird enough). Even now I seriously think the only person I would be comfortable trying it with is Ghoul. Along that line, I'll make a proper post about this once it actually happens, but I'm also not going to do much in terms of endhawks/enho on here for a bit. A friend, only going to leave nameless for now since I don't know if they want this public knowledge yet, is going to be roleplaying Enji and most likely going to be single ship with him. I've already offered Keigo up for that ship if they're interested and even said I will only ship endhawks/enho with them. Again, I'll make a proper post about it once it actually happens but that's in the works.

Not ship wise, my biggest no is one I think is quite simple- don't rape my muse. This has legit happened to me in the past. I won't get into the whole story, I will if you want since I don't mind telling it but it is a long story, but to put it simply: I used to rp a canon muse that was hinted at by the writers to have been raped by the villain. I was rping with someone who rped the villain sort of around that point and apparently, without telling me, the other mun decided we were going reenact it. I noped out that hard but it's left its mark on me. Other than that, so long as your muse is over twenty years old then I'm good with shipping with you.

Really, I'm down for just about anything so long as there's a line of communication. I'm incredibly flexible and chill when it comes to shipping.

[gildedmuse]

Hey hey, you and your amazing writing skills :3

Hope you're doing good?

What do you think about Law and Zoro becoming parents? Adoption, Ivankov... Don't know. But I think Law would be a total mother henn and Zoro also caring but not so strictly as Law.

Keep up your writing, I love these AUs and they beautify my day!

Ahh, you're far too nice.

I've written up/rped/plotted out a few different "ZoLaw but with kids" scenarios (by the way, people that Discord me or DM me will occasionally just get plots thrown at them and sucked into huge ideas or roleplays and that is not my fault.... They talked to me first okay? I am innocent in all of this). Because both of them are these strong, stubborn, serious faced boys who love fluffy things and are actually total geeks (Law for manga and ninjas, Zoro for historical swords). And we've seen how Zoro will act all aloof or grumpy but also allows any child or fluffy thing to immediately attach to him and will then protect said child or fluff ball with his life.

In other words, this au just makes sense.

I Might Love Your Dad

[I didn't plan for this to turn into a goddamn half fic, bit it did, so now it gets a title]

I tend to assume Law is a really busy dad - either he is the head surgeon at a busy hospital or he is working on a revenge plan against an evil, angel killing shichibukai or he has four yonko to defeat, the point is he has somethings on his plate - and maybe he misses a few years of Chopper/Tetsuya growing up, not be sure he doesn't care it's just that Law can get a bit.... Focused.

Zoro tends to be the more day to day caregiver. Sure, when Law sees how relaxed he is about certain things like letting the kids play with swords or the foods they eat he freaks the fuck out because Zoro-ya! They are children! You can't just let them do as they please! But Zoro is also the dad who is there watching over them every night. He's the dad that acts put off about having to do some stupid activity like making Chopper a reindeer costume for his school's Christmas recital but damn if he doesn't slice the pattern out in just a few swings of his sword (then asks Nico Robin for help on actually sewing it together.... Also, great, now Chopper is going to be wearing this thing 24/7. You know how obsessed he is with that stupid Tony The Blue Nosed Reindeer movie.

(Robin does know and she thinks it's adorable. She even paints his nose blue instead of black right before the show. Chopper is so delighted he forgets his lines and calls the audience a bunch of idiots for thinking he is cute.)

Not that Chopper wants to be cute. He's a big boy now and he isn't cute, and also ut doesn't bother him that Otousan didn't show - !!! Otousan! Look, look at the costume Chichi-Ue made him!

And Law, still in his doctor's coat, just glares at all the people who dare to send him dirty looks, either for coming in so late or for his son ruining the whole production. As if their children where acting prodigies whose performances were applause worthy. Please, the pink haired reindeer is shoving a muffin in her face and spitting crumbs all over while reading her lines while that Carrot girl keeps almost getting off the stage to go towards Wanda and Pedro - names Law only knows because the "Christmas Angel" hopped off the stage and is reading her lines from their laps while repeatedly commenting on how much for this is, right Wanda-haha and Pedro-chichi!? - and let's not even talk about the fit Dracule Perona is throwing because everyone is ruining her "cute" moment. As if Chopper is ruining anything just because he forgot a few lines, it's not like their teacher is some brilliant writer whose work is worth respect and study. It's nonsensical tripe for the kids to say on stage, that's all.

Plus, look how his son's eyes light up when he sees Law trying to sneak his way in without interrupting the whole thing. Ha, his little reindeer tail even wags he is so excited! That's worth so much more than this cheap, poorly written waste of a show just meant to give the kids something to do while their teacher recovers for her holiday party hang over. Chopper gets so excited he accidently shouts out, "Otousan!" And all eyes go to Law, and you might think he would be embarrassed or at least contrite, but in truth he loves that moment when Chopper calls for his dad and all eyes go to Law. His son is adorable with his big brown eyes and that puff ball of light brown hair, a face so round that people on the street want to just stop and pinch his cheeks even with Law glowering at them and making sure they don't. He looks absolutely nothing like Law and so everyone assumes they aren't related. At best, he will get someone giving him a look they probably think is very kind and telling him how they are simply in awe of anyone who chooses to adopt.

That may be worse than all the times someone praises him for letting his friends have the night off - parents have it so rough, you know, and it's so great to see a mature single man who understands that - because it reminds him of all the times Corazon use to have to correct and insist and argue and get out papers showing that, yes, he is Law's rather and what does it matter that they look nothing alike! That's to be expected, seeing as they have entirely different genes! That doesn't mean Corazon isn't his father!

It sure as hell doesn't mean that Chopper isn't his son! So Law just soaks in their annoyance and whispered disapproval. Let them talk about how rude Chopper's father is, what a terrible parent he must be to come in so late. They're right. Law should have been here on time - he would have of the damn administrator had shut up for a damn second, and they're also right that Law doesn't give one fuck how impolite they think he is for sneaking in the way he did. Big mostly they're right that he's Chopper's father. His Otousan. That's his boy up there, smiling and rambling and....

Wait? Why is his son's nose painted bright blue? Isn't he supposed to be a reindeer?

Afterwards, once Chopper and Carrot are done being completely overwhelmed by how awesome they both did, Chopper dances around Law (who has mostly been forgiven by the other parents, only thanks to the fact that he had been in such a rush he left coat and the rest of his hospital attire on. You can almost hear the faint 'ah' of understanding as the gossip makes it's rounds. A doctor and he still rushed to see his adopted/step son's performance. What an admiral man. Their approval makes Law want to leave the place in shambles.) He is much more interested in asking about how many people Law cured and what kind of illnesses he saw and did he have to make a lot of medicine? Was doing surgery scary? Chopper bets the people weren't scared though because Otousan is the best doctor EVER.

Not as good as Chopper will be one day.

Shut up, Touchan! You saying that doesn't make Chopper happy! He doesn't even like that you came to see his show! He isn't excited at all!

Then Chopper spends the next ten minutes asking of he can spend an extra day at Otousan's place, so maybe he can take Chopper to work like he did that one time! Wouldn't that be fun, Otousan?!

Law casts a nervous glance at Zoro. For years he's been sure to take weekends off so that he can spend time with Chopper, bit there had been that one incident, two years ago now, where there hadn't been any other surgeon available who could do the work needed, what with the man's sliced nearly in half across the chest. And of course Law had rushed to surgery, throwing Chopper and Bepo - their Great Pyrenees - in the back seat and hitting an irresponsible speed getting to the hospital.

As though he was about to trust any of those other surgeons with his Zoro-ya.

(No, not HIS Zoro-ya. They haven't been together since college, Zoro had only even reached out to Law because his statues as a doctor looked good on the adoption paperwork. Originally, the coffee had been that Law simply had to play the role for the damn social worker, but after that he wouldn't have to have any part in raising the kid. It was stupid, but Zoro had been going around to hospitals doing these kendo demonstrations for kids and he met this one that just.... Well, he knows it's been a few years but it's not like they broke up on bad terms. They're still friends, or allies at least, so he thought he might as well ask Law. He could go to Hawkeye, of course, but he thought the agency might think it was question how him and Mihawk-)

(Law had agreed almost immediately. Like before he had even had time to think about it. He's usually so careful about thinking things through and making plans, but just like when they were together, all his forethought and preparation got smashed to pieces the moment Zoro enters the room. The worst part is how Law doesn't even mind. He grumbles about it, he makes a few snarky comments under his breath, and then he would precede to let oro slice his way through whatever arrangements Law had so meticulously set up.)

It would turn out that whatever this mysterious power of Zoro's is that sends every one of Law's methodical, diligently laid plans into dissary, Chopper appears to have inherited the same ability. Because the moment Law held the then two and a half year old in his arms all that talk about how, very well, Zoro-ya, he's willing to play along for the sake of appearances just so long as Zoro-ya truly doesn't have any expectations of Law joining him in this insane little experiment -- Oh, he smiled. He hadn't been doing when the social worker picked him up, but placed in Law's arms he smiled and... Look, look Zoro-ya, it's almost like he's trying to listen to Law's heartbeat, holding out his hand like a play stethoscope. Isn't that the cutest -- err, not that he knows what he's doing, obviously. He's just making some random gestures the way children do. Obviously. Of course.

Law had been very fortunate that Zoro is the type of guy who is so easy going, who often goes out of his way for his friends whole shrugging it off as though it was nothing. Once everything was signed and they were sure their ruse worked and Chopper was there to stay, he had been more than happy to offer Law weekend custody as well as open visitation. Law had almost been an idiot and tried to talk Zoro-ya into driving a harder deal. Chopper is his son after all, he shouldn't be so casual about sharing his time!

"What's the big deal, Torao? I mean, it's not like I'm going to go e him away to just anyone. He's my family and nothing will change that. Why's it so bad if he's your family, too? That's what you want, isn't it?

Which is how Law ended up spending his earlier years as a surgeon also learning how to be a father on the weekends. He read about it plenty and out together lists and planners. And then he ended up calling Corazon who took mercy and came over to help (he would claim it was to help Law, but Law is absolutely sure that if he let him, Corazon would run off with Chopper and keep the boy all to himself. Probably spoil him rotten, too. It's not like Law can't see the sweet practically spilling out of his father's pockets, or is mystified by how every time he visits Chopper ends up with sticky hand and the puffed out cheeks of a squirrel hiding it's treasures.) Eventually, he got competent enough that he didn't call Corazon in a panic less than three hours into his Saturday. Not that it stopped Corazon from randomly stopping by every now and then.

Of course, he'd been nowhere to find that one particular weekend, so into the car and down to the hospital Law went, taking him unthinkingly into the room to see Zoro which, fuck, if he knew the state the man had been in he definitely would have left Chopper sitting out in the hall, he just wanted to see Zoro-ya for himself and also didn't know what to do but keep holding onto Chopper with all his strength.

"Torao, stop being so nervous. You look worse than me, and I just had my chest sliced open."

"Zoro-ya, try to take this seriously!"

"Otouchan? Otouchan, don't be sad. Chichi-Ue's gonna be okay. You're the bestest doctor ever and you came just to make him better! Chichi-Ue knows you'll make him all better again."

"Hee, smart kid. He must get that from me, eh, Torao?"

Law had been annoyed and touched and furious and worried, which is not a good state for someone to be in before doing surgery. So while they got Zoro ready he sat with Chopper and they went through his Kid Veterinarian Facts book while he laid back against Bepo, stroking the dog's thick white fur, which somehow always calmed Law down. So by the time he is called to get ready he feels steady and balanced.

While Zoro recovered in the hospital - something that practically involved his friend Franky coming over and sitting on him to get him to stay, Law had Chopper. So he brought him along to the hospital, thinking he could keep Zoro company. He had been much more excited about the prospective of dressing up in his little doctor's costume and following Law from room to room. Even when Law had taken him to see Zoro-ya, Chopper insisted on playing doctor and "taking Chichi-Ue's vibals", scribbling random numbers onto a piece of paper.

Law is still rather sure it had all been terrible parenting on his part, and he's pretty certain that sooner or later Zoro-ya will realize that he only found it so endearing because of the major blood loss, and take Law to task for allowing their son to wonder around a hospital watching as Law explained simple amputation procedures and look at graphic images of people's kidneys.

"You know I'll see you this weekend, Cho-ya," Law ensures his son instead, hoping to avoid a straight up rejection.

"Actually, it would be great if you'd take him tonight." Law can't help but feel this is a trap. Not that Zoro hasn't been very understanding in the past, when Law finds himself with a day off and wants to have an extra day with Chopper, bit something about the offer feels.... Off. "It's Franky and Robin's anniversary, and Nami charges by the second. I can't afford the two months rent just to send him there for a night."

That all makes sense, Zoro-ya needs a babysitter and, well, it isn't like Law would - Wait. "Didn't the season end two weeks ago?" Zoro is still recovering from nearly being chopped in half, but still insisted on competing. He had done pretty well, too, although not nearly as good as he had wanted. He'd only placed fourth international, and in his mind seeing as it's been nearly two years since he was sliced up (and two months since he lost the eye) this was a total failure.

Law had been rather impressed, though. Impressed and annoyed because, really, Zoro-ya, it's like he wants to stress his body out instead of allowing it time to heal.

"Oh, yeah, I just have a date," Zoro tells him like it's no big deal. Which it isn't. They haven't been together since college and that small period they faked being in a relationship so the adoption agency would approve their application. It's really not a big deal. Law has dated plenty and Zoro probably has, too, just Robin has always been available so there hadn't been a reason to-

"I have a shift tonight," Law bluets out, ignoring the happy dance Chipper does be side he might get to play doctor with his Otousan. "Its in the ER. High stress, very.... Gory. I don't think they'd even allow me to take him."

The staff would fucking love if he showed up with his adorable, excited son who wanted to be just like his genius doctor daddy, but the words just spill out before Law can stop them. What is he even thinking!?

"I'm sorry... If I had known..... I hate that you have to cancel your date."

Okay, that's what he was thinking.

[gowithplana]

🗒💖

LONG RAMBLE BELOW - !

💖 — what was one of the greatest/happiest moments you’ve had in the rpc? Honestly its been how much everyone in the Transformers RPC has embraced my Optimus. I RPed him several years ago when I was starting out as a nurse as a means of destressing from my associates degree. He... was not well received. I was cut off by a few more popular and well established RPers and anytime I tried to engage in new RPs they would engage that person and do as much as possible to take their time until I just gave up. But I am so happy that everyone is so kind. Everyone I write with is so talented and so sweet and so accomodating. I love you all. Every person I follow, every person I write with, every person I chat with. You're all amazing. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart thank you so much for being here and interacting with me. For those of you that follow along and watch it all happen, thank you too for being on this ride with me. 🗒 — what is/are your favorite genre(s)/theme(s) to write? Anything! Like I know there's a lot of smut on this blog but that really is well. Its a character choice? Optimus is touch starved so sex is thrilling and intoxicating for the intimacy and skinship. As a mun there's something really engaging about it. The level of vulnerability that comes with sex and intimacy in general. Where letting someone in close enough to touch to engage in cuddles or kisses or petting can also end in real harm. Optimus engages a lot of dangerous individuals after all. Dark topics are fun. There's a few of you I write potentially taboo or triggering topics with. I genuinely like to explore those sorts of dark RPs because they hurt but it lets us ask questions about what ifs and how would, etc. I hesitate to write these things because its gotten me literally run out of a completely different fandom before. So those stay in private and I won't tell you the exact topics that are discussed. Sorry guys. Otherwise? Anything. Its trite and stupid but I love to write. I love to pour my emotions into a story. Even if its only one moment in one brief snapshot, a one off. Or its a rambling RP we've been working on for weeks or longer? Writing with you all opens a world to views that I never considered. Flailing along with my fellow writers about each character interaction or smacking each other with new ideas out of the blue? Its perfect. And I love every second of it. tldr: I love to write. I love this community. I want to be here for a long time yet. Thank you <3

[afreesworn]

∞ / For Roen from Kazex because she's inspirational and also we've never RPed so have fun with that!

Roen’s first impression of Kazex (since they’ve not met!)

If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning 

“I do not like commenting on people’s attractiveness. I believe getting to know the person can dramatically change that. He looks alright for a Highlander. Strong eyes, I would say.”

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

“A frivolous question. And I am not looking to date anyone. It is pointless to ask me.”

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

“Such a thing has to be earned. And over time. If he proves himself honorable then certainly.” A pause. “Or… just well intended, I suppose.”

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

“I would care about him as I would anyone that needs my aid. But he looks strong to me, capable. I doubt he is someone who needs my help, but should he? I would certainly care about that.”

If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

“…No. Do no ask me that about anyone.”

My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together

“He looks familiar. Was he ever with the Sultansworns? If so, I would not mind catching up. I have not heard recent news from Ul’dah.”

If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life

“I cannot say I know the man well. But if indeed he and I did train in Ul’dah around the same time… he might be a forgotten acquaintance.”

@kazexvoss

Send me ∞ and my muse will tell you…

[parklevi]

i used to be quietly intimidated by u and it'd take me like hours to build up the courage to send an IM to u. and now i bully u in character and ooc, so we've come a long way. ur muses are all so easy to root for and love and they're all so thoroughly thought out and you're so careful with making choices for them. ur ability to write natural dialogue and character voice in several different POVs is truly so impressive. ty for putting up with me & helping me out on the main. ur a real one

OOC; this is so unfair bc i sent you a bunch on anon and now what. anyway. i have never heard anything as ridiculous as you, creator of the universe, being intimidated by me, potato, but i do appreciate you bullying me in all possible ways now and i?? wanted to be your friend so badly i felt like a pre schooler attempting to talk to you without coming off like a complete loser. and now look. ur stuck with me! i wish i could do a lot more for you and for this place and you can always count on me as i hope you know by now. you know i love lockwood but ur muses in particular and me... we click in a way that’s almost cringey. they’re my soulmates. even elias. you write such different voices like i’ve seen you pull off all sorts of muses and they all seem like genuine people with thoughts and feelings and honestly i hadn’t rped in forever when i joined lockwood the first time and the fact that i know how to write semi coherent sentences? it’s all because this place re-educated me entirely and reminded me how to use my fingers on a keyboard for something that wasn’t tweeting, and 75% of that came from your beautiful bright mind. thanks for bringing this place in this, its ultimate, greatest form, back to life when we all needed it the most. ur okay i guess. ily. xoxo. ani.

[heart-ruled-moved]

((Honestly you do like. A ton of research and put so much thought into your myses that I just??? Fall in Love. Your writing is very good too and even though we've rped only a little bit I really wanna rp MORE and I'm very excited for the ideas we've talked about??? So yeah A+++ all around, great blog, great mun.))

beep beep how’s my portrayal ? ll Accepting

@mischiefmandate

HHHH!!! Honestly!! I’m down to always start stuff with you because I love the way you handle your little gremlin?? ( which honestly I keep calling him that because I can never remember how to spell his name without looking it up everytime i’M BAD ) 

BuT THANK YOU ! I try to treat all topics I come across with these muses with as much research as possible because…well I’m detail orientated and I like accuracy ^^ ; I’m glad it shows though!! 

honESTLY though we really need to start up that thing with your boy and Junko….because…idk I think we both like suffering it’s a healthy sado-masochist relationship it’ll work for us