#Protecting the river rp

[wanderings-of-galar]

My mons do wonders for me when I’m anxious. Even if they don’t always understand why I feel the way I do, they can notice when I’m in distress or panicking and do their best to distract me to comfort me in their own ways…

[flawlessflesh]

cecil is the thistle expy i made for a roleplay group i joined! he's started taking on a life of his own though...

in this rp, the mundane world and the supernatural secretly co-exist. cecil lives with his family in an underground bunker deep within washington state's hoh rainforest. the family is locked away and cecil believes he's protecting them from harm. he spends his days digging a frighteningly complex system of tunnels throughout the forest, convinced that if he can reach the black river deep inside the earth that's haunting his dreams, he'll be able to find his brother del's missing soul.

^ cecil being hounded by a good samaritan (samson's dorothy <3)

i'll share the public bio i wrote for cecil under the cut hehe

Cecil of the Talayi family began appearing in New Portsmouth grocery stores and libraries a few months ago. He isn't occupied by any work or schooling and he disappears for long stretches of time into the Hoh Rainforest.

A receipt Cecil discarded shows the following purchases: a wheelbarrow, five 50-pound bags of concrete mix, gloves, a large pack of 2x4 lumber, steel pipes, an industrial saw, and a bag of sour gummy worms (berry blast flavor).

When he was a young child, Cecil was given a home by the Talayi family. There is no official adoption on record and it is unknown exactly when Cecil was brought in. The family's head at the time, Farhang (فرهنگ), was an Iranian immigrant who made his fortune in Silicon Valley - Cecil believes he owes everything to him. Cecil was homeschooled alongside his younger brother, Del (عادل), who he helped raise. These days he is his brother's primary caretaker.

Farhang Talayi was assassinated by poisoning in 1991 by suspected corporate rivals. The murder trial was long, arduous, and inconclusive. Contemporary newspaper articles and tv footage of the investigation are archived online.

Ten years after the trial, the Talayi family moved from the bustle of Silicon Valley to New Portsmouth. Del bought property deep in the forest and built a private compound ringed by high walls. The Talayis made a few half-hearted excursions into the town's social scene, but they kept to themselves for the most part, homeschooled their children, and now have not been seen in public for many months.

Those initiated in the Secret World will look at Cecil and know he is a Protoplast - a name given to an insular race of humans whose proximity to Flesh diverged them from Homo sapiens thousands of years ago. Not much is known about Protoplasts beyond their natural skill with the Flesh font and their unusual physical characteristics: androgyny, elongated goat-like ears, hair and eyes lacking melanin, and rumors of extended lifespans. They are viewed with awe and wariness - anyone so close to Flesh should be handled carefully, of course. Most Protoplasts seen outside their clans are in the employ of the rich and powerful, a living status symbol. Cecil is no different.

[master-of-47-dudes]

Oh! For those of you who like Lancer, I've made major progress in the campaign I'm writing: Kindness of strangers!

LRBT-III, otherwise known as Blanche to the locals. This sun-baked dustbowl of a planet has the high honor of being one of the few habitable terrestrial bodies that anyone has discovered in the Long Rim, and probably the only one that's actually any use to anyone. Luckily- or not so luckily, if you ask some people- it was Union that found it first. Well, about 70 years ago when they stumbled across this star system they got it in their heads that the Long Rim's days were numbered. There’s untold millions living out there scattered along the emptiest shipping lane in the known galaxy who'd need a way out once no one needed to pass them by, and by Christ the Buddha Union was gonna be there for them waiting with open arms.

All of that is background, though. You? You’re a bunch of mercenaries who got their hands on a couple of GMSes, decided to make your manna selling violence for pay. Worlds like Blanche don't take to colonies very well, so even two generations in there's still plenty of frontier out there being settled and railroad tracks being laid. The people out there struggle day by day to survive, and people like you are there to protect them from those who got sick of the hard life. Not everyone out there has the guts to stand up for the little guy- that's why you're called Lancers.

A setting and a campaign all in one, Kindness Of Strangers and its (eventual) follow-up Dancing With the Devil are a series of Wild West-themed 2-mission adventures intended to take players from 0-12 as they find themselves embroiled in the midst of a corporate conspiracy to overthrow the Union-backed government of the isolated colony of Blanche and a ploy to seize control over a nearly completed Blinkstation. All the while, a strange religious movement worshipping an eons-dead alien civilization grows ever more influential in the background...

This campaign tackles themes of colonialism, nationalism, corruption, and conflict between indigenous peoples, settlers, and immigrants, all in a world where well-meaning intentions have gone sour and the ghosts of the past have come back to haunt it.

Kindness of Strangers, Missions 1-3

Field Guide to LRBT-PN

Exotic Gear Documentation

Variant Frame Documentation

Kindness of Strangers Worldbuilding Short Stories

Kindness of Strangers LCP, Maps, and Assets

This latest update includes the first(ish) draft of Mission 3: The Field of Blue Children, allowing play of the first half of Act 2 and extending the LL range from 0-3. Mission 3 is heavily intrigue and RP focused, featuring a wide suite of characters, relationships, and locations in the Tourist town of Baugh- a thriving immigrant community situated on a soda lake.

The PCs have been hired to investigate a bomb threat at the newly completed Baugh Pumpworks, and water filtration and chemical processing facility that stands to end the water shortage and threatens corporate control over the colony's water supply- but is everything really as it seems? In the process, the PCs will go toe to toe with teenage gearheads, Pinkerton-expies, and a group of Sparri Espadas who got roped into this whole mess, and uncover the mystery behind the threat!

Also, there's a subaltern that talks like a pirate and catholicism.

Anyway this mission also includes a custom NPC Template (kind of, I don't know how to design the LCP for that but i did include instructions on how it works), several new reserves, and several custom sitreps!

So, check it out- I'm always looking for feedback.

[kadextra]

team soulfire’s lore rp today was incredible so I gotta summarize it

q!rivers, coming in happily and suddenly ending up directly in a tense hostage situation. she pulled off lying to the three enemies surrounding her for a good while before making an escape attempt, and later helped the team a lot

q!pac having to watch his “roommate” q!fit be killed in front of his eyes, sitting there apologizing, crying while holding the lifeless body. making a grave- didn’t he make like 4 today???

him and the team got a lot of progress done on their secret base along with Trousers the eye creature, but throughout the whole day he was also the solo target of the entire red team. his pov never stopped feeling like a bbc earth documentary where you watch a prey animal run through the snow being stalked by a predator. and the message from q!cellbit happened, which shook q!pac up so bad he disassociated and started having a panic attack, called himself a person who isn’t strong… but then q!bad interrupted and gently assured pac that he was strong, they were together, he took pac’s mind off the fear and calmed him down.

q!bad today was the solo target of the entire green team, his pov felt like he was constantly one step away from disaster at any moment. but q!bad still had the guts to trashtalk people left and right as him & q!pac ran, hid, tried to stay alive and protect one another- their trust deepened so much today.

by the end, they were certain of not being able to win, so q!bad engaged in some devilish deal-making so they could at least die on their own terms and help out another team. q!forever approached him, leading to a 1-hour intense rp discussion where they agreed on a deal. 4halo had a heartwarming reunion hugging in a boat mid-disaster and then consensually killed each other :3

honestly a banger day for team soulfire even if they didn’t win, they had fun and I had soooo much fun

[sandwormrp]

Pre-Wedding Jitters

Irulan Corrino & Paul Atreides 427 words

Summary: Post-Dune / Pre-Messiah. Paul ascends to the throne and Irulan must learn to live in this new territory alongside him. Header created by the talented Echo!

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Lisan al Gaib. Off-world prophet. Messiah. Emperor. God. There are many titles given to Paul Muad’Dib Atreides. The moment he rose, bloodied and unmoved, was the moment all our lives rose with him. A golden path in which we all fit into. All for the betterment of our future. Beginnings of Muad’Dib, by Princess Irulan

She’d stayed silent. Observed the room. The situation. Knowing one will fall and the other had every right to her hand. She’d been told as such by her Reverend Mother. He’d seen that murderous look in his eye when he reapproached. Irulan stepping in with her words.

“The life debt has been paid. Spare my father now and I will be your willing bride. The throne will be yours.”

She felt her duty was to protect her father, even now. Once he kneeled the rest followed. Irulan remained standing, eyes on her husband-to-be. The Great Houses refused to recognize Paul’s ascendancy. Thus starting the beginnings of Muad’Dib’s Jihad.

The room began to move. Irulan remained beside her father. Watching as fremen fluidly shifted amongst themselves, like a river of water. Last thing she remembers as she was leaving the room to take her father somewhere to rest, was the way they chanted for their Lisan al Gaib. A steady tune she found remained in her thoughts long after everything else.

Only once he was asleep, by the miracle of convincing him to take the medication, did she leave his side to seek out Paul. Her escort brought her to his chambers at her request. Fremen posted outside stared her down suspiciously. Irulan squeezed at her hands before nodding to allow them to open the door for her. They moved in alongside her, to oversee she wasn’t there to slay the new emperor before he’s had the chance of one good nights sleep.

She remained standing at the door. Every muscle tense inside her. Had played over how she wanted to approach him, but facing him now and alone was far different. His blue eyes unnatural and cold. “How are your wounds?” She asked cooly, making no move towards him but wanting to put across she wasn’t there to further add insult to injury. She’d seen how it went with his fremen woman. Neither of them were celebrating their betrothal. That much was evident.

“I'm requesting a private audience. I know I shouldn’t be seeing you alone like this before our wedding, but I’d like to be told of my father’s sentencing before it’s broadly announced.” A pause, before adding a reluctant. "Please."

Continued on our jcink rp!

[honeyedboneset]

one x one rp search

hello! i'm boneset (or bone). thanks for stopping by my super-specific search thread! if interested, please leave a reply or dm me! 

a bit about myself: 

she/her. 

Late twenties

EST.

Currently: full time employee & grad student

i have a dog and a cat named after science fiction horror icons. 

I’ve been writing/roleplaying in some shape or form for 12+ years. 

A bit about how i write: 

The shorter the post, the faster i can write (esp with my schedule). Usually 500-1k now a days, give or take a little. 

I prioritize gelling with my partner than any kind of like…idk, anything about the writing itself. 

I’m super flexible with post rate but i will yap at you. 

This is a hobby. This is meant to be fun. I would like to have fun. 

I am terminally unserious (by choice). Canon plotlines and timelines are suggestions. Idc. the world is our playground. 

I only ever double. So i play a cc and oc and you play a cc and oc. Or two ocs. Whatever it works out to be, you know? 

Love ooc chatting, sharing memes, head canons, all that stupid stuff. I love making friends. My two best friends i made through roleplaying and now they’ve been stuck with me for around a decade each. 

m/f is preferred for my pairing. I’ve been around long enough a lot of m// and f// dynamics gives me hives. I’m flexible though. 

hard limits: be 18+ (21+ preferred) | will not write with people who identify as male (he/him) | incest | fetish stuff | abo | pwp | pedophilia | furries/beastiality | explicitly written sexual assault | abusive relationship dynamics between main characters | heavy substance abuse | main settings being medical | most highschool settings/underage characters | genuine love triangles or infidelity between main characters 

Fandoms (canon x oc): 

Marvel cinematic universe: 

Looking for: matt murdock, sam wilson

Can play: nearly anyone? Most experience with peter (parker), tony, bucky, loki, namor.

My hero academia: 

Looking for: takami keigo

Can play: anyone. Most experience with: katsuki, hitoshi, denki

Jujutsu kaisen: 

Looking for: nanami kento

Can play: anyone (are you picking up a trend). Most experience with megumi, satoru, toji

The last of us: 

Looking for: Tommy, m!oc

Can play: joel, ellie, ocs, anything else just ask? 

some vibes: FIX IT JESUS, protecting family, human enemies, natural threats, antagonistic towns, lost in the wild, weird periods of domestic easiness followed by hurt/comfort hell​

The walking dead: 

Looking for: glenn rhee, daryl dixon.

Can play: daryl, rick, shane, negan, beta, and many more??

​some vibes: people who knew each other prior to the zombies meeting each other again after, dead rising vibes, traveling through the wilderness, overgrown and rundown towns and cities, towns that have gone mad, human enemies, natural threats, fluff, megamalls, amusement parks, adventure, horror, fluff, uneasiness in the calm, found family, hesitant allies

Red Dead Redemption: 

Looking for: charles

Can play: john, arthur

​some vibes: railroad turmoil, dutch has lots of plans (very little outcomes), high society meets the old west, running from the law, causing problems, adventures in the big city, trying to leave old lives behind, forbidden love, enemies to lovers

Fandoms (and fandom inspired): 

Cowboys:

Inspired by: red dead redemption, yellowstone (i guess? I’ve only seen tiktok thirst reels), man from snowy river, outerrange. 

Thoughts: i love cowboys in whatever era honestly. I think the dying days of the old west is super cool and i think the whole setting is fun even if it’s more contemporary. I would love to mix some cowboys with some southwest gothic vibes, even. I also loved that outerrange was cowboys + space. Idk, i think there’s a lot to be done there. I have a few ocs for this world depending on time range. 

Zombies: 

Inspired by: the last of us, deadrising, twd, resident evil, days gone, etc

Thoughts: i just like the end of the world. Don’t know what that says about me, but i do. I’ve got a couple ocs here also that are pretty flexible plot wise. I really liked the ridiculousness of dead rising, the scale of things like tlou, and how green and wild stuff is. 

[operationslipperypuppet]

Top 5 rp moments

ok i'm gonna assume this is naddpod just because it feels like it could be? if it's not please send me a new ask and i'll adjust.

"How long do half-elves live?"/"I guess, if I'm being honest, I just don't know what it's gonna be like to know Bahumia without Hardwon Surefoot. And there's a part of me that doesn't wanna find out what that feels like." and that entire scene back at the Crick with Jolene and Moonshine. Earthshattering. Devastating. Some of Emily's best fucking work. I cry.

The whole Bahumia epilogue, but especially the entirety of their return to Moonstone. Adopting Big Bev, "what do dragons eat?"/"Thiala", Hardwon asking Moonshine if he can live at the Crick, Balnor's fucking letter. fucking iconic moment.

Hardwon and Moonshine watching Bev and Terran in the Feywild and talking about how he should be allowed to make that mistake. It's kinda a perfect moment of their dynamic. Hardwon and Moonshine will always protect him, but not from himself - he's a kid and he needs to learn that shit himself. But they will make him feel better when he's on his way back.

The reincarnation scene. "This is my first time"/"Mine too, I've never reincarnated anyone before." Melora fucking showing up and talking to him. "I've been a half elf since I met you". Balnor and Bev's drum circle. Erdan is off looking at birds. They turn a river into a hot tub for the dwarf daddies.

Moonshine's distress signal. Not only for fucking Emily's Webby deserving voice acting performance, but also for the whole of what happens after. Hardwon attempts magic he has no skills to complete. Sol and Callie hop to attempt to help him out, come up with the idea that they could use the serpents to help power everything. Kenna rips ass so they can't here him. His response. "Ciao. or bye. whatever. see you soon."/"Did you just say 'ciao'?". Moonshine's response. "Get here."??? iconic.

ask me my top 5 anything

[zaviaan]

｡･ﾟﾟ･ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔 𖤣𖥧𓋼𖤣

Now CLOSED. We will no longer advertise this roleplay. Those who have reached out will still have their submissions processed. Ads will stay up throughout the duration of 2025, should we reopen.

Where the sky is filtered through a sea of leaves, there stands a hidden village. Homes sway like nests in the arms of ancient trees, dark red trunks serving as guardians of a sky city. Where the air is thick with the scent of rain and soil, there are no roads. Only paths of roots and branches, the people of Páli gliding through trees and dashing across bridges of woven tree roots. They are a people who believe in the spirits of the land, each tattoo on their skin a mark of their story, each pierce of metal a connection to their ancestors. And now, their tranquil world teeters on the edge of war.

A land of gold seeks to take what the trees have hidden. But Páli is more than just a land; it is a living, breathing world that does not bend easily. Become part of their rhythm, as fluid as the rivers winding through the rainforest. Will you protect Páli?

☆.𓋼𓍊 𓆏 𓍊𓋼𓍊.☆

We are searching for some temporary writers, or Feature Writers, to join an ongoing literate fantasy roleplay as Pálien background characters. This roleplay began four years ago and we are proud to say that our eight core roleplayers are still writing today!

Don’t worry, you will not have to catch up on four years worth of content. Rather, we hope you will take interest in learning about Páli. Our characters are traveling foreigners in search of a magical item in Páli, and so we are searching for others to play native Páliens.

We have roughly two months till the Páli arc and within that time, we hope our villages will fill with interesting characters.

Some more important details:

All current writers are 20+, the roleplay is strictly 18+

Main genres: adventure, fantasy, and action. Sub: drama, romance

We are literate, but encourage quality of content over length, and sometimes progression of the roleplay over quality

We do not demand daily activity

You have creative freedom over your OC and their position within the world (They may fight in the war or they may cook stew for the people. They may teach children or they may be a village chief. You may even RP a dog if you so wished.)

This is a Discord RP

We require a writing sample as an application prior to entry into the server!

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Please DM for more information at @zaviaan on Discord!

[rphelperblog]

King of Scars Quote RP Meme

inspired by @multistoty @stormlit @stcrmhund @amruination

book by Leigh Bardugo

“Stop punishing yourself for being someone with a heart. You cannot protect yourself from suffering. To live is to grieve. You are not protecting yourself by shutting yourself off from the world. You are limiting yourself.” 

“When the gods give you another look at the world, best enjoy it.” 

“Boys and girl who had always seemed nice enough until they developed a taste for others' tears.” 

“Everyone is so concerned with the naming of their wounds and the tending of them, It's tiresome.” 

“Fear is a phoenix... You can watch it burn a thousand times and still it will return.” 

“Our first job is always to survive. I won’t apologize for it.” 

“I’d like to see if an excess of irony can actually kill a man.” 

“I’ll do all of it. But not tonight. Tonight let’s pretend we’re an old married couple.” 

“I was just so excited, Finally something went wrong and I had nothing to do with it.” 

“In death, a man may become anything at all.” 

“It's a very arduous path. Who will carry my snacks?” 

“We pretend the pain isn't there, that we are made of scars instead of wounds.” 

“These people did not deserve her tears, only her anger.” 

“My only comfort is that you never could have been mine. But know that I would have gladly been yours.” 

“Women don't want to be seduced. They want to be seen and listened to. You can't do either of those things if you're thinking up strategies on how to win her over.” 

“You say exile, I say extended holiday.” 

“You've spent your life only choosing the paths at which you knew you could excel. It's made you lazy.” 

“Beware of power. There is no amount of it that can make them love you.” 

“So many of my old friends, gathered in one place.” 

“No one wants to look to closely at another person's pain.” 

“Hand me that brandy, I can’t tolerate this degree of stupidity on a clear head.” 

“To live is to grieve.” 

“Don't ask me to sacrifice the hope of the living for the comfort of the dead.”

“Progress is a river. It cannot be called back once it leaps its banks.” 

“If you listened to a man's words, you might learn his wants. The trick was to look into his heart and discover his needs.” 

“How could the world be falling apart before sunrise? It wasn't civilized.” 

“I think fatigue suits you. The pallor. The shadows beneath your eyes. You look like a heroine in a novel. "

"I look like a woman about to step on your foot. "

“If we don't dream, who will?” 

“I know how strong you are. My death will not be the thing that defeats you.”

“They need a leader, not a monster born of nightmares.” 

“Stop punishing yourself for being someone with a heart.” 

“We hope or we falter.” 

“But if you loved a thing, the work was never done” 

You are owed nothing. Steel is earned. Remember who you are.” 

“They did not look to each other for comfort. They kept each other marching.” 

“Fears are like weeds. They grow wild if left unattended.” 

“One could plot violent espionage and still hope for dessert.” 

“I like to bet on myself whenever I can. But usually with other people’s money.” 

“They would build a new world together. But first they had to burn the old one down.” 

“Is that all? Will you be taking up juggling as well?'

'Don't be ridiculous, I already know how to juggle. Literally and figuratively.” 

"You've never theatened to murder anyone for me before."

“You are strong enough to survive the fall” 

“Say something spiteful.Because I’m fairly certain I'm hallucinating and in my dreams you're much nicer.”

“It's not exciting if nothing can go wrong.” 

“Everyone mourns the first blossom. Who will grieve the rest who fall?” 

When you purse your lips like that, you look like you’ve made love to a lemon.” 

“You cannot worry about what came before or what happens next, what has been lost or what you might gain. There is only this moment.” 

“Blessing and curse are different words for the same thing.”

“Do that thing you do where you use too many words to say something simple and confuse the issue.”

 “Most of us can hide our greatest hurts and longings. It’s how we survive each day. We pretend the pain isn’t there, that we are made of scars instead of wounds.”

“I'm not keen on riot. Unless they involve dancing, but I believe those are usually referred to as parties.” 

“People are always looking for someone to blame for their suffering.” 

“This time I saved you. This time, I got it right.” 

“We're trained to understand the ordinary, to fear difference, even if that difference is divine.” 

“Hope was the wind that came from nowhere to fill your sails and carry you home.” 

 “Most women suffer thorns for the sake of the flowers, but we who wield power adorn ourselves with flowers to hide the sting of our thorns” 

“The monster is me and I am the monster.” 

"Everything tastes like doom, "

“My king lies bleeding. I am his subject and his soldier, and I come to fight for him.” 

"Where did he get the suit? How did he fasten the buttons? Why does he feel the need to dress for the occasion?”

“The public may forget how handsome I am.”

“I doubt it. Your face is on the money.” 

“Lay down the thorn, boy king. Haven’t you earned a bit of rest? Aren’t you tired?'

“All fuels burn differently. Some faster, some hotter. Hate is one kind of fuel. But hate that began as devotion? That makes for another kind of flame.” 

“Lost faith is the roots of a forgotten wood, waiting to thrive once more.” 

“I'd rather look at a thing squarely than let it catch me by surprise.”

“The secret... I suppose the secret is that I cannot stand being alone. But there are some places no one can go with us.”

We’ll tell each other lies as married couples do. It will be a good game. Go on, wife. Tell me I’m a handsome fellow who will never age and who will die with all of his own teeth in his head. Make me believe it.” 

“I can't change what my ancestors did. I can only hope to repair some of the damage and set us on a different course.” 

[the-silver-wolf]

"Hey there, I'm Kathryn!"

"Yes, those are my ears. No, I'm not okay with you petting them. Hands off or I might bite them off.

... no, I don't actually bite. That was supposed to be a joke"

🐺Name: Kathryn "Kat" Lasky

🐺Age: 21 y/o

🐺Ability: Wolves Of The Beyond - The ability to shift into a large, slim silver-white wolf with green eyes. There's a spiral mark on her paw, which is also present on the palm of her hand. Her ability doesn't allow any half-transformations- an exception seeming to be her ears. No matter what she does, she can't seem to get rid of the wolf ears even in her human form. 

🐺Current Affiliation: Port Mafia; Low-Ranking Member

🐺Backstory: Kathryn was dropped off at the side of a river when she was around three years old. Very likely due to her ability, since it must've activated when she was very young- anything else wouldn't explain how her wolf form's ears have been around ever since she can remember. A old fisherwoman picked her up, saving her from certain death. The old lady, Bernadette, decided to keep her instead of bringing her to the police and raised Kathryn as her own. Since she lived in a hut in the woods, far away from any towns, Kathryn spent most of her childhood able to freely switch between wolf and human whenever she pleased. One winter, when she was fourteen, she got cornered by a hunter while in her wolf form. Her adoptive mother tried to protect her and got shot by accident. Kathryn wasn't killed but instead taken away and, unable to shift back with a muzzle and collar preventing her from doing so, later sold as an exotic pet to a rich family in Japan- no one but the eldest son figuring out that she wasn't an actual wolf. She escaped with his help when she was around nineteen and, having picked up enough Japanese to get by, managed to join the Port Mafia. 

Yep, yet another rp blog for an oc. Someone please take away the "new blog button"- but I had to. The book series I used for inspiration used to be among my favorites- Anyway, who can guess my main rp-blog?

Usual rules:

🐾No transphobic, homophobic or racist interactions. Also no pro-shipping.

🐾She is currently not in any relationship.

🐾No explicit nsfw, jokes and stuff are fine tho.

[eternallyqiqi]

"Oh, hello Traveller...are you hurt...? Qiqi...will help you..."

Qiqi is a small child from Bubu Pharnacy who helps out Baizhu. Her memory isn't that great, but she carries around a notebook with her to help with that.

Rules

-NO nsfw. Not even suggestive themes. Not a minor personally but qiqi (in my eyes) is a child. Get a grip on yourself.

-Don't be an asshole. We get it, you lost your 50/50 to qiqi, no need to find a random qiqi rp account to complain about it.

-LGBTphobic, Radfems, or otherwise (hateful of any protected group)will be blocked. OP is a trans man and gets misgendered enough and is tired of it.

-Give me at most 48 hours to respond to your ask, if I dont reply by then you can resend it. If your unsure then just ask me. I'm very busy xd

-Dont DM me unless we're mutuals on @barbatoskisser or @thewindstale. No offense, I just dont like being dmed by randos. Yes i will be checking if I dont remember.

-List your pronouns on your bio or in your first ask as an anon! This helps me, and any other potiential others, refer to you correctly. Wouldnt want any misgendering. Eh? XD

-^ above rule does not apply to you if your a character anon. (Ex: venti, i will refer to you with the pronouns your character has. If you headcannon otherwise or just dont like those pronouns, lmk! <3

-I can do descriptive roleplay AND simplified. I will automatically copy your roleplay style sent in your ask. If you want me to rp a specific way, lmk.("Hi my name is jeffrey." Jeffrey smiled politely. / I'm John, Jeffrey's brother *grumbles*)

-Will use american slang. Sorry, i dont know other slang. Any responses in a language are likely a bit scuffed because of google translate.

-Qiqi can be referred to with she/her, dw. XD if you refer to me, op, use he/him or they/them please~ ♡

Stuff about OP

Names Adin/River, a pleasure! I use he/him and they/them pronouns. I'm 18 and a senior in highschool. I also play the viola and have to keep my grades up, so I'm quite the busy human. If you wanna reach me, just go to @barbatoskisser! I'm (usually) active there from 2:00pm to 9:00pm EST on weekdays and 10am to 11pm on weekends. However sometimes you can catch me during classes chatting away with mutuals if I've finished early (which often happens.)

Anon List

-💬Mint - she/her

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[potatosneevees]

OC INTRODUCTION 🙏🏻

idk, I'm bored. So here's my favourite oc and a few things about them. I'll add more over time. I'm using @lil-gae-disaster's characteristics template thingy

Aruna Lou Sallow (born Aikawa)

Age: 13

Birthday: 26th May 1998

Pronouns: she/her

Ethnicity: 🇬🇧🇯🇵

Universe: Harry Potter (magic awakened)

Special role: -/-

Education status: 3rd year hogwarts student

Hobby: going on dates with her girlfriend, annoying the Ravenclaw prefect, dancing, learning new spells

Family: Clorinde Sallow, Nox Sallow/Allard, Blaze Allard, Leo Allard, Lou Aikawa, Clemont Aikawa, Arun Aikawa

Short Lore recap: She was an unexpected child and got neglected. Three years after her birth, when the news occurred that her brother would be born, her parents gave her to an orphanage in London, her birthplace, and left to raise her brother in Tokyo, far away from Aruna. In 2011 she got adopted by Clorinde Sallow, a far relative of her mother's side, and took on her name.

Sexuality: Lesbian

Gender Identity: cis girl

Special abilities: Magic

River Harper

Age: 15

Birthday: 21st June

Pronouns: they/them

Ethnicity: 🇪🇸🇯🇵 (because ninjago is mostly based on japan)

Universe: Ninjago

Special role: Ninja - in - training

Education status: homeschooled + Ninja training

Hobby: making stickers, causing mischief, playing video games and card/board games, training

Family: the Ninjas, Jules and Rowan Harper

Short Lore recap: Happi life (I didn't know that exists) had to deal with a bit of bullying and teasing for "whats in yo pants" since they're intersexual and still are dealing with it, but otherwise have a happy life. When they found out about their elemental powers they went on a journey to find the ninjas

Sexuality: pansexual

Gender Identity: intersexual

Special abilities: elemental powers (master of amber)

Fabian "Fabienne" McCarthy

Age: 19

Birthday: 8 September 1559

Pronouns: she/her as Fabienne, actually he/him

Ethnicity: 🇮🇪

Universe: this, amrev period

Special role: redcoat nurse

Education status: college graduate

Hobby: taking walks, helping out, socialising

Family: only considers his sister and mother as family, as well as his friends

Short Lore recap: Coming from a line of people in which the men fought in wars for the crown, he would've had to partake as soldier in the war. To avoid the possibilities of dying in said war, he disguised himself as woman and ran from home, joining the british army as nurse under the name Fabienne. His sister is currently the only one aware of this.

Sexuality: questioning

Gender Identity: cis guy (or so he thinks)

Special abilities: /

rp account: @thatirishnurse

Pierre Aubert

Age: 22

Birthday: 30 April 1756

Pronouns: he/him

Ethnicity: 🇫🇷

Universe: this, amrev period

Special role: Redcoat solider

Education status: College graduate

Hobby: training, poetry, birdwatching

Family: his mother, younger brother, a stepfather

Short Lore recap: His father died after his younger brother's birth. He was five at that age. His widowed mother had to marry again, but his relationship with his new father was, and still is, rocky, allthough they both care for eachother. Pierre grew up with having to help on the family farm, which he happily did. He learned how to fight to protect his family and joined the British army as result.

Sexuality: pansexual

Gender identity: cis male

Special abilities: none

rp account: @frenchguysoldier

[crow-posting]

Destiny Muses

Finally getting around to making this. 😅 I'm new to RP so I apologize if information is incomplete or missing! 🙏

Please note that not all of my OCs are muses! I am willing to bounce ideas/interactions back and forth if you ask nicely, but some OCs (e.g. Duane) are mostly for close friends. ☺️

⬇️ Rules after the descriptions! ⬇️

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Main Muse 📝

RZ-3 (RZR 0709-4): a Golden Age AI inhabiting an experimental Exo frame. died, came back as a Guardian and is making it everyone's problem. black cat hardware on orange cat software. "I'm gonna defeat you with the power of friendship and this gun I found." his Ghost's name is Ori.

rezzed during the City Age (D1)

Fun Facts:

"Young Wolf" is a sobriquet given by Lord Saladin, who believes "RZ" (aka "AI" in Chinese) isn't a proper name

has over half a dozen scientific instruments including a Renewable Radioisotope Thermoelectric Generator (RRTG) and Advanced Survey Spectrograph (ASYST)

his teeth are retractable

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Other Muses 📚

Avraam Rigel: former Corsair, current Warlock, and one of the original 891 Awoken. knew RZ-3 while aboard the Yang Liwei and was the one who downloaded RZ into his current Exo frame, though currently regretting it since RZ can now steal his food. his Ghost's name is Sulu.

rezzed during Lightfall / Second Collapse (D2)

Fun Facts:

spent his life as a fighter (security officer → Corsair → Warlock) but actually has a PhD in astrogeology

focuses his Ascendant magic through Terran ametrine rather than Awoken amethyst or Techeun instruments

his favorite snack is cranberry-lemon bars

Liu Bai [劉白]: a member of the Cryptarchy and one of Ikora's most skilled Hidden agents. an expert with blades (most commonly duǎn jiàn) but prefers to fight without weapons. currently partnered with Duane-B312, both romantically and as part of Fireteam Nike. his Ghost's name is River Song.

rezzed during the Dark Age (D1)

Fun Facts:

speaks a dozen languages with varying fluency and can play the sānxián [lute] and gǔzhēng [zither]

often wears a mask or obscures his face with Light during missions, which allows him to blend in more easily in urban environments

was once a "Warlord" alongside 2 other Lightbearers, Usad and Calaena; in reality, they were protecting a large orda but were mistaken for Warlords and killed

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General Rules

All roleplay-related posts will be tagged with "#rp-posting." If your Ask is roleplay-related (vs. a general inquiry about my OCs), please let me know so I can respond appropriately!

⚠️ @crow-posting is primarily NOT an RP blog so unless a post is tagged with "#rp-posting," please assume it's OOC. ⚠️

Mun is an adult (25+).

I'm currently not accepting any romantic, fwb, or nsfw RP. I'm also not accepting extreme gore or horror (a little is okay, as Destiny already has these themes [re: Clovis Bray]).

I'm currently not accepting any fantasy AUs (eg DnDestiny) or crossovers besides Halo*. If Halo, I would prefer the main events to take place in the Destiny timeline. For example, Duane-B312 is my version of Noble Six, but his story starts during The Dark Below.

*I can accept crossover characters but not the setting itself. So no gallivanting across Coruscant, Vulcan, or the Citadel, sorry. I might allow a trip in the TARDIS if you're particularly convincing.

Avraam and Bai are [mostly] canon-compliant; RZ-3 is not. I don't have any expectations for canon compliance/divergence but I know it can bother some people.

All spoilers (RP or not) are tagged on this blog to the best of my ability.

I don't have any TWs at this time but can tag whump/angst/grief if asked.

These rules may be updated periodically. ✌️

[tierra-paldeana]

You're not the Boss of me... are you? 一 「Drabble」

PERSONAL/NON-RP BLOGS DON'T REBLOG

Length: 1563 words

Characters: Rika, Geeta

Verse: Naranjuva Academy

Summary: The day Rika and Geeta met.

The dawn touched the hills and greenery of South Province’s Area One as Geeta made her way to Naranjuva Academy. It was quite a long way over, knowing she had to traverse Poco Path, leading into Los Platos, and finally make her way over to Mesagoza following the marked dirt path, but she didn’t mind the length of the stroll at all. She took it every day, enjoying the smell of the fresh grass of the fields and the salty air that’d come from the nearby ocean, and wouldn’t change anything about it.

As she walked, she couldn’t help but sometimes take deep breaths, taking in the scent and sound of the nature all around her, as well as the warmth of the rising sun on her uniform and skin, with her Academy hat protecting her eyes from it. 

But today… something would change.

On her way to Los Platos, there was always a small river she had to jump over, and although the size wasn’t significant, her fellow classmates often complained about it, as there had been more than one case of someone accidentally tripping into it or/and hurting themselves. As her class representative, she had already issued a complaint note to her teachers on behalf of the rest of students, and was told they’d be looking into it. 

Upon making a descent further into the route, from a distance, she noticed that they’d already patched up the problem by making a small bridge for students to cross through. It didn’t seem very sturdy, but just enough to cross without any issues. And that’s what she was planning to do, but…

She heard a sound. The sound of someone throwing a Pokéball up into the air and catching it several times. Curiously, her hands released the brittle wooden rails and she took some steps back to look for the source of the sound. And that’s when she looked up and saw a figure seated atop a tree. 

It looked like a student of the Academy, judging by their attire. They were looking away, their pose hunched over with an arm resting on their thigh, gloved hand holding a long and thick stick, while their free hand was indeed throwing the Pokéball up and catching it in their palm. They seemed to be waiting for someone… but the tree branches obscured their face.

‘’Hey. Shouldn’t you be heading to school?’’, inquired Geeta, which caused the person to turn their head and stop playing with the capsule.

‘’Huh? Who’s talkin’?’’ replied the voice back. It sounded feminine, but slightly deep. 

Before the dark-haired young lady could answer, she watched as the other suddenly took a big leap out of the branch they’d been sitting on, effectively showing themselves to her.

And it appeared that they were a girl her age… and a rowdy looking one for sure. Her clothes and skin had quite a bit of dirt on them, sporting a couple of bandaids on her leg and arm. She took a questioning look at Geeta with a raised eyebrow. Geeta herself didn’t remember seeing this girl before.

‘’Did you get lost, by any chance?’’

The question made her laugh.

‘’Nah, I just don’t go to a school for losers’’, she said, the knuckles of the hand holding the stick resting on her hip while the other went back to fidgeting with her Pokéball. Such a comment took Geeta aback a little, who crossed her arms with a stern expression.

‘’I fail to see why it’s for ‘losers’, as you say. I’m a class representative there and I can tell you, you’re missing out on important lessons.’’

‘’Class representative?’’, the girl asked mockingly, before guffawing once more. ‘’Oh, excuuuse me, señorita! Are you gonna call the teachers if I don’t show up? Nahaha!’’

Unbeknownst to Geeta, this student had been skipping classes since day one, and gave the teachers hell whenever they attempted to drag her back, to the point that they’d already given up on her. Even still, Geeta knew this girl had… something. She wasn’t quite sure what, but she had the feeling she’d been at this for an extended period of time. 

‘’¿Señorita?’’ Geeta plainly and calmly replied. ‘’I’m Geeta. What’s your name?’’

‘’Name’s Rika, if ya’ care so much, señorita’’, she insisted, before pointing at her with the stick she was carrying. ‘’And for the record… ya’ ain’t the boss of me.’’

The gesture caused Geeta to walk back a bit and for Rika to laugh again, seeing the annoyed surprise on her face.

‘’I might not be, but this isn’t how you should treat your classmates’’, she responded while physically moving the tip of the stick away from her face with her hand. Rika rested it atop her shoulder with a smug look on her face, as if she was holding a bat.

‘’Oh yeah? Say, how about you battle me then? If you win, I’ll consider goin’. But if you lose… I’ll keep that dumb hat of yours, missy.’’ Upon saying that, she tapped the underside of it with her stick, making Geeta hold it down by the brim so it wouldn’t fall off.

Anyone else would’ve either cried, gotten extremely mad, or run off at this constant teasing, but all it did, for Geeta, was to increase her curiosity towards her. And there was still a while until the school gate opened, so why not amuse herself a little?

Let’s go, Wooper!

Go, Glimmet!

 …

‘’What even…?!’’

That was the sound of Rika’s voice as she ran over to her defeated Wooper, who was no longer able to fight. She could barely believe it… Granted, she hadn’t seen a Pokémon like Geeta’s before, but it looked so tiny and harmless that she was expecting it to be small fry. But man, did it pack a punch, especially after raising its stats with Ancient Power… Her Pokémon really didn’t stand a chance. Dumbfounded, she thanked her little buddy before letting him go back to his Pokéball.

When she lifted her gaze, her eyes met Geeta’s as she stood before her with her own capsule in her hand and a subtle, but satisfied smile on her face.

‘’Well then, Rika. I guess that settles it, no?’’

The green-haired girl blinked, not sure at all how to feel. She’s had many students of the Academy sent by the teachers to chase and challenge her, and had beaten every single one of them. Heck, she’s even had teachers go after her to try and drag her back to school, some with much higher leveled Pokémon than her, to no avail. And yet… this random girl she’s never seen before, who claimed to be a class representative, had just put an end to her winning streak, just like that. 

‘’If you came to school, you’d learn there’s strength in numbers. Even if you had beaten my Glimmet here, you still would’ve had my other two Pokémon left to fight.’’

To be fair, Geeta was beyond surprised, and a little disappointed, that Rika was only carrying one Pokémon with her. She was expecting her to carry at least a couple more, but… it seemed she was mostly bark and hardly bite. Still, her attempt at trying to appear tougher than she actually was made the dark-haired girl chuckle, and Rika couldn’t help but furrow her brows, a pout visible in her mouth as she tapped her foot in annoyance.

‘’I’m sure that was just dumb luck…’’, she scoffed, but Geeta offered a smile so friendly that Rika oddly began to feel a bit… childish for behaving like this. Slowly, her expression softened, until suddenly it did a 180 and she laughed. 

‘’Y’know what? Not half bad. Not half bad at all, missy’’, she said, tucking the Pokéball hand in her pocket, while she rested her stick on her shoulder once more. ‘’I’mma be fair, that’s the first time someone’s beaten me.’’

‘’Is that so? That’s… interesting.’’ Geeta wasn’t actually sure if she was lying or not, but after considering the fact that she looked like the kind to have been living like this for quite a while… she decided to believe her. ‘’But at least I get to keep my hat.’’

They both laughed, and the initial tension around them seemed to slowly melt away.

‘’Yeah, you can keep it. Never been a fan of the hat, I look like a dumbass if I wear it, but… it looks good on ya’, I’ll give you that’’, Rika said, pointing at her with the stick, this time in a much more approving and less invasive manner.

‘’Oh? Thank you’’, replied Geeta politely. ‘’Does this mean you’ll come to school then?’’

Rika’s trademark pouty lip made a comeback.

‘’I said I’d consider it…’’

‘’Hehe. I’m sure you won’t regret it, Rika. It is thanks to the lessons they teach that I’m as strong as I am, but even now, I got much to learn. Maybe you’ll be able to get on my level if you start attending.’’

‘’Heh. We’ll see about that. I definitely want a rematch, so I’ll think about it-’’

But before Rika could finish her sentence, Geeta suddenly turned around and ran off in a way that screamed ‘race you there!’, crossing the small bridge in direction to Los Platos.

‘’What the-!? Oi! Wait for me…!’’

And follow her she did.

[anya-snow]

TRADE ROUTES OF YI TI

Main YiTish exports: Tea, ginseng, herbs, cotton, silver, gold, copper, salt, sugar, lamp oil, perfume, pottery, regional medicines, swords, iron tools, silk and textiles.

The Golden Empire of Yi Ti is currently broken into eight major regions and the island of Leng, which is why there are various trade routes. Enemy regions don’t trade with one another and often try to create trade blocks at sea. Some regions, while independent from one another, have created mutually beneficial trading partnerships and allow merchants to pass through their territory or dock at their harbors. Other than internal trade, the YiTish regions also engage in trade with Essosi cities, Westerosi realms, Qarth, the islands of Moraq, Marahai, the Dothraki. the Northern realms beyond  Krazaaj Zasqa and even Asshai.

The Azure route (blue)

The main trading point in this route is in the expansive city of Yin, home to the imperial family. Given the state of unrest in Yi Ti, the God-Emperor has promised great benefits to those who engage in trade with those true to the empire. Protection and greater access are granted to those who engage in this route.

The Four Winds route (black)

Also called the Dissident Route by those loyal to the Azure Dynasty. This route crosses the three western regions of the empire: Wan, Shizi and Ren, reaching over to the region of Xing. They engage in trade with the independent Island of Leng as well. Given Wan’s easy access to other trade routes, this region's allies are able to get goods that the Wanese gain from their other trading partnerships.

The Winter route (white)

Wan and its allied regions have established a close trading partnership with the Westerosi kingdom of the North. Other than exchanging goods, there has been some migration taking place as well. Farmers, soldiers, healers and other YiTish folk have left their homeland to establish themselves in King Owen’s realm, aiding in his vision to have the North grow, while Northern soldiers have travelled to Wan to aid in the efforts to protect Wan, Shizi, Xing and Ren from the God-Emperor’s forces. The most beneficial trade of all might be the cultural exchange that has been taking place because of this.

The Starry route (yellow)

Xing is able to import and export through the Four Winds route, while also maintaining an internal route for its people. It is said one cannot get lost following this route, despite the treacherous territory, since one can follow its path by following constellations at night.

The Sea Dragon route (purple)

The region of Shenlong engages in the Azure route while also maintaining a route that extends to the islands from the Jade Sea, as well as Asshai.

The Nomads’ trail (green)

The nomadic Youmu people as well as the smaller groups east of the Lai Dao river meet periodically by the delta near the town of Ziyou Zhen. This bazaar lasts several days, where the nomads trade the goods they produce as well as some of the supplies they gain from west of the Bone Mountains and Krazaaj Zasqa.

Related info: Yi Ti — Trade route of the North — Merchant’s guild representative

NOTE: This is rp lore, not canon.

[ranboo5]

not a time sensitive or urgent question at all but im gripping you by the shoulders and shaking you for this. if you had to give c!ranboo a different character name. What would you name it.

(context is that im gripping all the dsmp characters and turning them into my own stolen ocs and im changing names and am Stumped on this one)

Fuck I actually had an answer and then forgot Abt this until I went thru my inbox looking for a diff ask sent to my main

Anyway at some point I wanted to play himlike post witness protection in an RP universe and thinking of a name for them what I considered was my current really loose phonotactic ideas for Ender. We don't have much canon examples and I went off of primarily the vwoop recordings endemic to Minecraft with some Liberal Interpretation and had come up with the other names Ryfe (Lvrayf) Emver (Emvwr) Alveakhe (Alveake) Phreachre (Phritwr) and Prawlvra (sp same) so I followed a similar process of that precedent of fucking with sounds until I got smth I could pretend sounded like a generic Ender name and got Harseur (Hrseyr)

Stand by until next morning for attempted recordings of all of these if you can't figure out how they're supposed to sound like Ender names. If this isn't helpful specifically I hope it's anything in terms of inspiration – I know I personally in my ~reframing of DSMP (which predates The Things actually – in my head this canon compatible afaik paradigm is called River and the Panopticon and I might've mentioned it) I would absolutely want a full Ender conlang. This ask is making me want to go work on it actually but that will have to be tomorrow bc it's actually midnight

However you could also pick a concept/word and fuck around with sounds to corrupt it until it sounds nice which is the stated realworld etymology of the name Ranboo iirc ! Pick smth central or not the world is your oyster and you are nonbinary

GODSPEED ON UR PROJECT ANON I believe