#Roleplay anyone?
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slipping-lately · 1 year ago
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I can't stop thinking about this so now it's everyone's problem-
Sampo on multiple occasions has broken into Qliphoth Fort without being caught or seen. While he hasn't stolen anything he has taken photos of maps of the city, guard route's and similar things. He's even gone as far to sit on one of the tallest buildings and just watch the Silvermane's mill about and see what equipment everyone has. I wouldn't even put it past Sampo to somehow watch them train to learn the in's and outs of there fighting style so he can better escape them! If anyone ever seen him he's so well hidden one could mistake him for just an odd shadow or someone makeing sure the top of an building is up to code. Who knows, maybe on one or two occurrence Gepard has woken up at his desk to find that someone put an blanket or his jacket over his shoulders if he had fallen asleep. The only idea besides that which could tell him someone was in his office would be the lights turned off. After all the idea of Sampo Koski breaking into the fort is laughable, he wouldn't do that would he much less help him? Pssh Gepard just needs some actual sleep after being on the front lines.
Jokes on Gepard though, an few months later multiple things go missing which were found just left behind in very public places with an notes reading 'To my knowledge an fort shouldn't be so easy to break into! Any skilled criminal could just walts in and steal your artifacts and tools!' though the handwriting isn't from Sampo, the script is playful with looping lines and little smiling doodles unlike Sampo's delicate yet carefree cursive. Sampo himself swears up and down it wasn't him, even going as far to turn in files the public genuinely shouldn't get there hands on.
Please Anyone I will kill to roleplay something like this! I'll write Whatever route you wish for Sampo, If I can't roleplay I'll just keep writing out ideas like this I would adore to write out with someone 😅 Please anyone who writes Gepard hit me up
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bigboobyhalo · 2 years ago
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the anger inside of me
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weird-color · 2 months ago
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I love pink men
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scribz-ag24 · 26 days ago
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i cant take it anymore, is anyone else confused over why psmd puts so much emphasis on hero and partner being kids but is also the one game that makes you explicitly question if you are a kid. am i missing sth important?
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why,,, why is this phrased like that. why is it making me think psmd hero is an older teenager or even an adult. but then we get put into kindergarten and act like a kid anyways. is there a theme im missing here, whats going on here.
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a-fantastic-time · 7 months ago
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Seven minutes in heaven! (Open RP)
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A secret party had been held for the young heroes at an undisclosed location. Not wanting their adult counter parts to ruin their fun, the super powered teens smiled and happily let off some steam. Sooner or later, someone had mentioned a certain game to be played. It was at random at who would be the next pair, but after a few rounds, people started to wonder off and lost interest. [Your Muse] Just happened to be the last one, and was asked to go find the previous pair to see what happened. Upon opening the door, a certain sight. Wet smacking lips and muffled moans filled the small closet, only for it to suddenly stop as the two heroines turned their attention to [your muse].
Raven: "Oh.....D-D-did we go over the timer?" She panted softly, lipstick coating her mouth and neck.
Starfire didn't seem to want to stop, her lips never leaving or moving to far from the goth's own. After a few more kisses, she turns, her body sweating some. "Ohhh~ Does another get to join?" She said excitedly.
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hesjust-a-boy · 4 months ago
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Open Starter!
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Ten years.
Astyanax had spent all ten years of his life on a ship, heading to a place he knew next to nothing about. His dad, Odysseus, told him stories of his family on those foreign shores…Penelope and Telemachus.
Ten years seemed to drag by slowly, but regardless, they were home.
Home wasn’t exactly what he thought it’d be, though. He watched his dad end the lives of over a hundred men with morbid curiosity.
Even when all the suitors were gone, people still looked at him funny. Was it his eyes? The color of his skin? Did he do something wrong?
A lot of people didn’t seem to like him…but that was okay, he figured. Not everyone would.
So here he sits, on a stone by the sea, weaving his fifth flower crown of the day. He looks back on his life, wondering. Was he…really supposed to be here…?
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clickety-clacker · 2 months ago
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Go my patronage AU art dump. Be free
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entities-of-posts · 9 months ago
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hey do you have a list of the entities you apply in these posts? im only tangentially interested in tma so all i know about these things is that they exist sometimes
The TMA wiki would be a good place to find that information, but @the-lost-kids has actually provided me with a pamphlet for this!
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umbratheshadowfamiliar · 3 days ago
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Karmor Art Contest Submission
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Cool facts about my Karmor below the cut:
He is an Irish Traveller and knows Shelta very well.
The other languages he speaks are English and Irish Gaelic
Every time he uses his power another crow tattoo appears on his skin
Big acts make large heavily detailed crows whereas smaller changes only make feathers or light sketches of beaks
He worries that one day the imagery of the mad crow will take over his entire body and no one will be able to seperate him from his tormentor.
The scar across his neck is from a barbed collar that the Mad Crow tied too tightly.
He is incredibly into Shakespeare which leads into how he is mute.
The Mad Crow saw that Karmor's favourite Shakespeare play was Titus Andronicus and told Kramor that if he continued to act up he would make a Lavinia out of him.
The Mad Crow only got as far as cutting out his tongue before Karmor got the message. Saving his hands from being cut off too.
Me d'reel for a nash of glimm again = I need another drink.
This scene is from when Albus and him go drinking for the second time. The small feather collected across his arms are from altering Albus' drink to get him more drunk.
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guardian-angle22 · 7 months ago
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911: Lone Star | 5.03 -> Owen & Mateo 🧇
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nexartbox · 6 months ago
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and the universe said i love you
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willowmns · 3 months ago
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a-fantastic-time · 3 months ago
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Valentine's day Bust! (Open RP)(Open Verse)
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A low growl left Karen's mouth as she slowly floated down to the nearest solid ground. She had hoped to make it back before Valentines day was out, but ended up flying right through a storm cloud. Now she was soaked head to two. Not like she was racing back to see anyone anyway. Everyone just assumed she had already had some hot date, or were too intimidated by her laser eyes to even see for themselves.
She trudged through the alleyway and made her way towards her apartment building, her white costume fully see through by this point. Karen had hoped she could at least order a pizza and maybe pig out on some bread sticks. "Worst Valentine's Day EVER!!" She grumbled to herself. Opening her door and suddenly getting a face full of what she realized a bit too late were roses. Her eyes flaring red and burning the bouquet.
"Uhh....O-Oops. Sorry about that. Umm, w-why are you in my apartment?" She sounded mostly confused instead of worried. Staring down at [your muse].
(Can be hero or Villai, or civilian, just someone interesting. Female/Futa Only please)
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hesjust-a-boy · 4 months ago
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Angst-Comfort Open RP Starter
(CW: child abuse, mentions of blood)
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Astyanax was not having a good day.
It turns out, one of the suitors managed to slip away before he was killed by his parent. Astyanax didn’t know how, but the suitor had found his special hiding place.
“Ruthless” was a good way to describe that moment.
Astyanax had luckily managed to defend himself enough, sending that suitor running. Unfortunately, he was pretty badly hurt.
Blood stained the sand, rocks, and flowers scattered around. Some of it was his own, some of it was not. Astyanax sat on his knees, doing his best to clean up his flowers. One of his hands clutched his torso, cradling his bruises and cuts. His left cheek was killing him, having been punched at full force.
He knew his family would be furious…but right now, that wasn’t his main concern.
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silly-string-guitar · 21 days ago
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Best friend reveal :3
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