#I hope this starter works!

[thedesignatedheroes]

@singerofdanceverse wanted a starter with...Jack! (Jack Rose and Jack Rose meet XD)

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Okay. This was....not what Jack was expecting at all. Sure, he knew his mom was evil, sure, he knew that the Danceverse as a whole could be pretty weird at times, but another version of him took the cake when it came to all the weird things he'd encountered in his life.

"Hi...?" Jack just stared at the other. What else was he supposed to even do about this!?

"Are you, like, some version of me...? How are you here....?"

[sins-of-the-sea]

The Republic of Venice, 1505

@forbiddenwoodlands

Theft? Vandalism? Trespassing? Bullshit. Such accusations aren't true... or are they? Regardless, Lyell would find himself tossed into the clink, awaiting for trial. If the Doge's law enforcers would bother to give one. Likely Lyell wouldn't be given the chance of a fair trial at all if it ever went that far. Venice isn't particularly known for its scruples despite the beauty La Serenissima brings.

Worse--it's empty here at the moment. And boring. But that wouldn't last long. Despite his age, a young face makes his way to the bars of the cell, daring to even stick his arms through. But despite the dirt and scuffs on his person, his clothes suggests wealth. However, young as he is, his face is gaunt... and speaks of years beyond what he had really experienced.

"Hey. Are you in for murder?" Wow. He didn't waste any time in being direct with his questions.

[usagichronicles]

Quiet Vigilantism 

@tricoloredillusion​

On occasion, Takane reflected on her work, especially when a thug actually managed to get a shot in on her. Why was she a vigilante, actually? The topic came up again as she wiped blood from the corner of her mouth.

By day, Takane was a fashion model, and a popular one at that. She adorned the covers of a number of magazines for a reason. She had no need to do anything risky like this to make a living, nor did she take money for it anyway. So, why?

Because it was doing something about the rampant levels of violent crime that the police weren’t doing anything about. Muggings and various types of assaults; the proliferation of illegal weaponry or narcotics; organised crime by groups that resembled mafia or yakuza types; it was all here. She was a vigilante because by her hand - or staff, usually -- thugs who didn’t hesitate to hurt people could feel a very real physical punishment for dong it. And...

... Because Takane found it fun. She couldn’t deny it, the adrenaline rush of the danger, the good feeling when she saved someone’s life or good health. 

The last part in particular is why she’s in this particular alleyway, blood dripping down her hardwood staff, a quartet of battered thugs unconscious around her. The person these thugs were threatening had elected to run away, at some point. Takane’s hard panting was slowing. Except for the one shot to the face, she herself was unharmed, any bladed weaponry quickly knocked out of hands with the long reach of her staff. Still, that was going to bruise - best not taking any modelling jobs for a few days...

After a moment to calm, Takane supposed it was perhaps best for her to leave too. But before she could go...

[kamabokobun]

Mollusk + Cnidarian fakemon trios :3 friends..

[imprvdente]

@multipleoccupancy . King Arthur gets robbed 🤷‍♀️

It wasn't the first time that Fish had to travel the universes to indulge Dimitri's newest whim. In fact, she was sure that his requests were becoming increasingly ridiculous. After asking her to bring him the Apples of the Hesperides because he was craving apple pie, he had now told her to fetch him the Holy Grail, no less. All because he couldn't be bothered to wash his goddamn mugs. You'd think that after 20.000 years of being alive, the man would do his chores.

She was hoping for an easy trip. Get in, get the Grail, get out. Simple enough, right? Especially with a magical door that led to virtually anywhere. The only problem was that she didn't really know where the Holy Grail was kept, in this big castle. And the more she roamed the place, the more likely she risked getting caught. She was pretty sure that if a guard saw a woman with a sword and a pair of jeans, they'd think she was a witch or something.

She climbed an endless flight of stairs for the umpteenth time that night, finally finding herself in a dark, secluded room atop a dungeon. And finally, here it was. Dimitri's newest mug.

"Bingo," she said to herself, too enthralled in her victory to hear the footsteps behind her.

[violinist-rachel]

An old photo!

[quibbs126]

So apparently Pokémon Presents told us we’re getting a new Legends game based in Kalos, rather than anything about Gen 5 remakes

And you know honestly, I’m cool with that, I think I prefer that. Kalos got barely any attention even in its own generation, not even getting a rerelease/sequel, which all the generations before and even the one after it got (Gen 8 and 9 didn’t get that, but they got DLC which basically acts as an addition to the story, which still applies here). Not to mention we know Kalos has lore from ancient times, and we’re probably gonna see it now in this game, which is really cool

Like yeah, I’m pretty sure Kalos isn’t seen as one of the best regions, but it’s finally getting more attention from Game Freak, and I’m happy to see that

Also I think BDSP has shattered my faith in Pokémon remakes, so I’m kind of glad Gen 5 isn’t getting one. They’ll probably save it for Gen 10 if we’re being honest

Edit: wait I just looked at more info (I didn’t see the Presents, I had class, but I just saw the news), this might take place in a futuristic Kalos? I don’t really know, but just then take what I predict about it with a grain of salt

[iinterstellars]

* incoming delivery: private starter for @hvrtbroken !

it felt very out of place, having to put up decorations when the world hasn't been the same for several months now. at the same time it was weirdly... COMFORTING, to know that people will always find ways to come together and make the best out of the worst. meredith had put him on ' hanging stuff ' duty, which just as it seemed like, meant he was supposed to hang up anything other people couldn't. probably making use of his HEIGHT ( being one of the tallest in the whole camp ) rather than his very subpar decorating skills. still he was happy to be useful. final touches seemed to be done and there was no one else around handing him anything so he takes a moment to rest. thomas makes his way to a nearby chair, cold beverage in hand given by ethan who was nearby. he takes a well deserved sip, making sure to be extra careful NOT to let it spill on his suit ( a very nice one he'd luckily found in one of the last supply runs, it was the right fit and all, it'd have been a shame to pass up on it ), and lets out a content little sigh. it's only when he FEELS someone approaching that he's brought back from his bubble. " oh sorry, did you need help with something? "

[mcflymemes]

you cannot blame other people for your own inaction. you cannot complain on the dash about not having any interactions or threads when you've never replied to all the plotting messages, starters, or ask memes waiting for you in your inbox. i understand that the social aspect of rp can be paralyzing for many, and of course our lives irl take high precedent in terms of priority, so please don't mistake this as a demand for constant replies or a constant presence on the dash (that would be utterly unhealthy and completely unfair to expect from anyone; that's not at all what i'm talking about here).

instead, i'm talking about the times you are online and are here to write and have fun, and the times you are looking for new plots, new threads, and new dynamics. if other people have made contact, sent memes, wrote you starters, and all of these means of communication have gone unanswered... how can you grumble and moan on the dash about not having any interactions? reply to those ask memes. answer those plotting IMs. post a starter call. reblog memes. hunt for that old starter someone wrote you weeks ago and finally reply. if this is your hobby, and you want to have fun writing with other people, you can't let them do all the work. you need to contribute. you need to put in some effort, and the fun will follow.

[pushing500]

I am working on the next post of Mechi’s story, I promise, it’s just taking a long time thanks to some very unhelpful housemates… pictures attached 🙄

[narumakiii]

@hatredcurse

TRACE OF USUAL SUNSHINE GONE , A CERTAIN TENSENESS IN HUES ; the blonde turned to look at raven haired, contemplating how to ask this one burning question he's had ever since sasuke had left. there has never been a time to ask before. it was now or never. ❛    ne , sasuke did you get your answers ? ❜

[vendettavalor]

Invasive Species

⚔️ Closed starter for @sonorous-eisfyl ⚔️

It's unusual to see a Lagombi in an environment such as this. Far from the snow-covered, mountainous terrain of tundras or taigas where their fur kept them sheltered from the cold. Where their bellies were adapted to glide across freshly fallen powder, their claws evolved to gather it up in tightly packed boulders of ice to hurl at perceived threats. The warm, humid climate of the dense woodlands were hardly a place for such a ginormous, furry creature. Its coat should be heavy on his form, its legs quivering as they sink into soft, muddy earth covered in moss and shrubs that tangle in its claws.

But... it seems largely unaffected.

If the weather is too warm for it, it's not letting that fact on. It doesn't show any signs of distress or discomfort as it lopes through the underbrush, pressing its snout into foliage to pick out tender stems and leaves to graze on. If anything, the creature seems remarkably comfortable with this environment- if just the slightest bit jumpy. It pauses frequently, ears rotating to listen in for any strange sounds. And when it hears nothing, it hops along, head to the ground sifting out yet more delicious plants to nibble on.

Slowly it makes its way, onward and onward, until the gaps between trees reveal what looks to be the entrance to a monster den. Its home perhaps? The Lagombi makes its way along the border of the clearing, continuing to nibble at the foliage, unbothered and unaware.

[essentiamortis]

she pushes her back against the wall, watching as other demigods comingled with or avoided the monsters aboard the ship. the atmosphere of the princess andromeda has changed drastically since kronos told control of luke's body. it's almost ritually now how often she cast her protection spells over her own mind and for luke's soul. kronos could fool the others, maybe himself, into believing that luke castellan was dead but not her. she could feel his tortured soul still fighting, see it behind those golden eyes. those eyes that haunt her nightmares, kronos' laughter echoing around her while thousands of motionless corpses scatter a battleground. mortals and demigods alike, cities reduced to ashes...

"ethan!" the sight of the son of nemesis frees her from her own miserable thoughts. the witch is quick to catch up to him, slowing her pace to match his. "do you have a moment to talk? i know things have absolutely insane since you joined."

@counterpoiise | starter call.

[its-a-full-galaxy]

@spokewar liked this for a starter!

Darius made his way through the wreckage he'd left, searching the remains of the droid squadron that had captured him for the artifact that had brought him there. The area was forested - a stark difference from where he'd been just moments before his capture. Where was the artifact that brought him there and why were there Federation droids? He hadn't seen droids like these since he was a boy during Clone Wars and the Occupation of Esverr. So why were they here now?

He growled frustratedly to himself and tossed away another droid limb. It didn't matter. What mattered was finding out where they'd put the thing so he could use it to get back to the survey site and home to his son again. Not that Tajur and Mathafew weren't going to wring his neck when he got home anyway...

Then he heard movement and in a flash, he was crouched low, his blaster rifle in his hands. "Dank ferrik," he muttered, his HUD flipping from day vision to infrared as he scanned the tree line.

[outoftheirdifferences]

@spirits-of-nature16 liked (x) for guest muse Margo!

"...And I think. That's. Everything!"

The girl grunted as she tried to force the last few items into her already-bulging backpack. Maybe she was over-prepared, the brunette was aware; but all the same. For her very first official AVL mission? Even if she was just tagging along with Gru and Lucy, even if her role was just to find a safe corner and provide support for them by hacking into the security system of the lair they were infiltrating?

Margo wanted to make sure that she had all she needed.

Finally forcing the zip to close over the last few supplies she'd just purchased, the bespectacled girl let out a breath of satisfaction, slung the heavy bag over her shoulder--

And almost clobbered the girl who was exiting the shop behind her with it. Margo's hand flew to her mouth with a gasp.

"Oh, I'm so sorry--! Are you alright?"

As much as she was sure that Gru, in this position, would have just laughed and moved on... Margo didn't have it in herself not to care about the fellow kid who she'd almost knocked down.

[blitzbuckz]

℧ :: starter with / @pinklocksoflove

【𐂃】 ❝ Kick ass outfit, tacky heels though. ❞ undertone banter, that's all it was. He didn't meant any of it, simply begrudging the rockstar for having an attire that he wanted for himself.