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[theseance444]

Bail or Jail - Open RP starter

((or, Klaus calls for bail. Could be one of his siblings, or could be a wrong number call! Open to anyone 21+))

“You're receiving a call from [T H E C I T Y] Police Department,” a robotic voice announced to the answering machine. After a moment, a beep followed, and the somewhat manic voice of Klaus Hargreeves took over.

“Heeeey, my best sibling! It's me, your favorite brother—! Listen, you know, uh—remember the old dive bar, down the street from Griddy’s? Well, the owner's an asshole, first of all. You can take that to the bank and smoke it. Apparently I was ‘disturbing the peace’ or something—” Klaus seemed to barely pause to breath, in between the lightly slurred rambling. “Swear to God—that little bitch—I was just enjoying my night when the cops showed up! I'm being—I'm being unjustly detained,” he added, raising his voice enough for said cop to hear.

In the distance, another voice could be heard. “Wrap it up, Hargreeves!”

“Listen, you gotta get me outta here. The other guy in here smells like eggs, and you know I'm a shy pooper!” Klaus quickly tried to reason. There was a pause, as the police officer said something in the background. “Alrighty, that's my cue — hey, you're gonna come get me though, right? You wouldn't leave me here, right? I'll love you forever, okay byyyye—!”

The recording cut off with a sharp click! For not the first, and definitely not the last time, Klaus was begging to be bailed out of trouble. All he could hope now was that he'd dialed the right number.

[electricea]

"We're gonna change the hearts of all the bastards like you!"

Independent Semi-Selective Ryuji Sakamoto / Skull of Persona 5.

Adored by Jassi!

OC & Crossover Friendly!

About & Rules

A hundred thanks to @ofhope for the promo!

[blessedbyhecate]

✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ open to all !! relationship - close friends, lovers/fob, or if witches or other supernatural beings could be housemates muse - Sebastian Lucifer. tattoo artist. secretly a demon. summoned by Penny; Aussie accent. smells like musk and ocean spray with a hint of citrus. professional & neat. tall. extremely charming. plot - Seb's overworking himself as per usual... ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦

"I'm a goddamned demon, for Hell's sake, I don't need rest," Sebastian hisses, a bit touchier than he usually would be. Typically he was good at keeping his temper in check, afraid of the potential he had to hurt others.

Shaking hands flick at the silver lighter in his palm as he attempts to light a cigarette on his way out. A small sniffle given, rubbing tiredly at his sunken eyes. He's trying to slip out to get to work without being stopped, but the other is making it rather hard for him to rush out the door.

"I'm not even fucking tired, Christ..."

[bug-roleplay]

|| open rp starter ||

“So… do you know anyone here?”

Ramona was nonchalantly leaned against a wall, one hand in her pocket and a red solo cup in the other. She glanced in your direction, not turning her head completely. You’d caught a glimpse of her around town before once or twice recently, but this was the first time she had spoken to you.

[det-william-sherlock-holmes]

William Sherlock Scott Holmes, known as Sherlock, was in Ravenclaw and his fourth year at Hogwarts. So chosen for his high intelect and passion for learning. Unknown to his fellow peers, he was actually studying more subjects than they were, with a timeturner gifted to him by one Mrs Hudson the Gryfindor head of house. Only his brother Mycroft knew, who was in the same house as he and in his Seventh year, along with being Prefect he was also a lot more popular than he was amongst their housemates. Sherlock kept to himself and wasn't good with people.

Despite this, he really didn't care that he had no friends. They would only distract him from his studies... But if he were truly honest with himself, he did wish that he could have at least one friend, even if it was just so his brother would get off of his back! He was a part of the Slug club, of course, coming from a well-known magic family and his own arts getting him in. Still, the members there didn't like him all that much. Maybe the fact that he liked to show off. With his ability to do magic without a wand, which he'd learnt not long into his first year, or the fact he loved to show off his deductive skills.

Here, he was minding his own business during free period, sitting on one of the many benches throughout Hogwarts, reading one of his favourite detective books. Despite the fact that he'd grown up in. Wizarding family, his parents had ensured that the Holmes children had an education on muggle's from a young age. While he was engrossed in his book, he didn't notice the group of students standing near him with their wands at the ready. They used magic to steal his book and float it into the air.

He stood and glared at them, "Give it back!" The Slytherin boys chuckled. "Or what? You'll cry?" Another added with a grin, "we should burn it!" Another nodded in agreement, "yeah! He thinks he's so much better than us!"

[cursedvessels]

open to all !! pre-established relationship: friend, acquaintance, staff at the circus, circus attendee, etc -> open to ideas ! plot: shimi's being unusually quiet, deflective, a bit of turmoil slipping through his so sunny façade, it's obvious something's bothering em and your muse is determined to get to the bottom of it

"I'm fine," Shimi states plainly, flashing an unconvincing smile to the other. Eyes narrow a little thoughtfully, though they keep that smile plastered to their lips as they sit up a little straighter. They straighten their jacket next, shifting a little in their seat--perhaps uncomfortable with the topic of conversation being turned on em.

"Why do you ask? And keep asking?" There is no hostility or frustration in eir words, merely curiosity and mild confusion, perhaps even a bit of worry. Did e seem unhappy?

"Is my answer not to your liking?"

[goldenboybridgers]

╔════════════✮❁•°♛°•❁✮ ════════════╗ open to all - friends, acquaintances, co-workers, dating, crush, best friends, etc plot - Aura being cute and flirty with your muse while also being horribly allergic to flowers idk man it's too cute not to do it; the man loves flowers but his body hates them, what can i say ╚════════════✮❁•°❀°•❁✮════════════╝

The sunflower Aura produces from behind his back is bright and beautiful—freshly cut. He holds it up, twirling it in his hand as he twists from side to side like a shy middle schooler presenting a gift to his crush. He hides his reddish face behind it with a cheesy grin before presenting it to the other. His nose twitches slightly and he flicks at it with his finger in slight irritation, but he doesn't let the smile leave his face as the flower is offered their way.

"For you," ze hummed with a small sniffle. A shy warmth blooms in zir chest as ze passes it off to the other. "I saw it at the market the other day and it made me think of you." A pause, shrugging. "Plus, I know you've been having a rough week. Thought it might make you smile."

[yunaalescaa]

I'd honestly do literally anything for a CODZ RP like I will write whoever you want me to I just wanna hold hands with Tank Dempsey. I have a plethora of ideas and AUs. I will love your OC so much and make them memes, playlists and pinboards. Just give it to me I'm so desperate.

RP search info if you're genuinely interested <3 Message me on here and I'll give you my discord!

[exquisitexagony]

open starter !! based on this prompt list: Things Said To and By Addicts

"I can give up anytime I want," Sami insists, though the twitch in their fingers and their sunken eyes probably give way to just how untrue that statement is, whether they know it or not.

"I just...don't want. I don't think that makes me any less of a person. And I don't think you should think any less 'f me either."

Didn't they want, though? They'd just been saying last week how they were going to quit for good this time, how much they hated the drugs, the way they made him feel, the damage they knew they were doing to their already crippled body.

[revclver-jesus]

 A VIVISECTION OF ME           

                                                      𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄 !

[gtzel]

@goblinunderabridge

[theseance444]

Spirits and Spirits - Open RP Starter

"Come on, you beautiful bastard, show yourself!"

Cross legged in a circle of candles, Klaus Hargreeves held court with the dead. Or, he was trying to. Beer cans and liquor bottles littered the attic floor around his circle, flickering in the candlelight. Another handle of vodka, half empty, sat beside him, the source of his ghostly dysfunction. But Klaus hadn't planned on summoning a ghost tonight--rarely ever, in fact.

After far too many drinks, Klaus has decided it was time to practice his powers. Five and Luther always got on him about training, since they were kids. Emotionally stunted by sixteen, Klaus had rarely taken the time to purposefully use his powers. The ghost-vision was always on, until he drowned it out with drugs and booze, but who knew what he could do when he was trying.

Unfortunately, what had fueled this motivation was also his power's undoing. The only spector to show up clearly was Ben. His dead brother watched skeptically, leaned against the windowsill nearby.

"This isn't going to work," Ben pointed out, decidedly unhelpful.

"Yeah, I heard you the first five times, Benny," Klaus shot back, glaring back at him. "Are you gonna make yourself useful, or are you too comfortable in the Peanut Gallery?"

"Oh, warm and cozy." But the sarcastic smile quickly dropped, eyebrows raising at something behind Klaus. "You've got a visitor."

[electricea]

it's been a hot second since i made a text promo, so trying this again! hey there tumblr, my name is jassi and this is my blog featuring ryuji sakamoto from persona 5! i'm also oc and crossover friendly! any other helpful information can hopefully be found on my pinned post! if writing together interests you at all, kindly give this post a like or better yet, give it a reblog! can't wait to meet you all. credit for the icon used above goes to @cantillat.

[blessedbyhecate]

✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ open to all !! muse - Sebastian Lucifer. tattoo artist. secretly a demon. summoned by Penny; Aussie accent. smells like musk and ocean spray with a hint of citrus. professional & neat. tall. extremely charming. plot - your muse attacked Seb for one reason or another (demon hunter, victim, or just a murderer who chose the wrong victim, anything you can think of!!) and he barely seems to mind ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦

Breathing is a bit ragged as Sebastian reaches up to touch the wound quickly sealing itself shut again, spits blood onto the pavement. A wicked grin crawls across the demon's face as he looks up at his attacker, sharp, pearly white canines flashing their way in the moonlight. As they step closer, they can't help but breathe out a soft laugh.

"That all y'got?"

[bug-roleplay]

|| open rp starter ||

"Um, hello. We really have to stop meeting like this."

Loki jested as if they hadn't just been caught red-handed stealing. They had a smug grin on their face, as cocky as ever despite the situation.

"Well, lovely seeing you, but I must be on my way," they noted, beginning to quickly stand straight up and attempt to dash away.