#Rswr flow

[the-noisiest-pumpkin]

rswr incorrect quotes pt 3!!

noise: i’ve got one foot in the grave, but in a kind of fun, flirty way.

noise: the way one might slip on a fishnet stocking.

flow: are you fucking stupid?

noise: i mean, broadly, yeah, but what prompted you to ask?

flow: it wasn’t a question. are you sexualizing depression and/or death?

noise:

noise: hell yeah!

roman: buy a man eat fish, he day.

roman: teach fish man?

roman *chuckles*: to a lifetime.

youngblood: roman, please sit down, i think you have a concussion.

noise: when i was little-

youngblood: *snorts*

youngblood: “was”.

roman: damn, noise! are you a construction worker?

roman: because YOU are BUILDING!

noise:

noise: what?

roman: 👍

noise: wait… you like me? for my personality?

youngblood: we know, we were surprised too!

roman: *nodding*

noise: i’m going to eat a hammock.

roman: please don’t.

youngblood: NOISE STOP TRYING TO EAT INANIMATE OBJECTS.

noise: NO.

noise: glass looks fucking exquisite though…

youngblood: STOP.

roman: hammock doesn’t even taste good.

noise:

youngblood:

youngblood: how would you know?

roman: context: i was a kid.

youngblood: that doesn’t provide context??

noise: seeee bloody? join the cult!

youngblood *talking to the bard king*: hey worstie! remember to drink sewage water and become the dirt i walk on! i hate you ❤️

britney: how’s the sexiest person here~?

flow: i don’t know, how are they~?

britney *flustered*: i-

noise *from across the room*: I’M DOING HORRIBLY, THANKS!

youngblood *tending to roman’s wounds*: how would you rate your pain?

roman: zero stars. would NOT recommend.

roman: what’s your biggest fear in life?

noise: probably that all of my friends are gonna realize that i’m an asshole and that they’re all gonna abandon and forget about me because i’ll never be good enough. you?

roman: damn. that was deep.

roman: i was gonna say the kool aid man but now i feel dumb.

britney: we’re playing scrabble. it’s a nightmare.

roman: scrabble? scrabble’s great!

britney: not when you’re playing with djembe, it’s not. he puts words like “eumoirous” and i put “jam”.

djembe: now gang, what do we say when we’re sad?

roman *nodding sagely*: it is what it is.

youngblood: arson solves everything?

noise *pats dirt hole*: my grave.

flow: add to cart.

britney: my sadness may be chronic but my ass? fucking iconic.

djembe: NO TO ALL OF THOSE-

noise: there are no fruits named after colours, other than blueberries.

roman: starfruit?

noise: so close! that is a shape ❤️

[fangirlwriting-stories]

Hi, I did a big bang this year for the @tss-storytime big bang! I had too much going on to have time to put it on tumblr and AO3, but my AO3 works aren't locked, so you should be able to read it at that link. There was also some lovely art done by @anxious-mess19, go check it out!

[pulchrasilva]

I LOVE WHEN STORIES POSE COMPLEX ETHICAL QUESTIONS AND EXPLORE DIFFICULT PARTS OF OUR OWN SOCIETY THROUGH A SCIFI/FANTASY/ETC LENS, PUTTING THOSE THINGS INTO A TOTALLY SEPARATE CONTEXT TO MAKE IT EASIER TO ANALYSE AND NEVER GIVING YOU A CLEAR/DEFINED ANSWER BUT DISCUSSING IT, THE NUANCE IS IN THE STORY TELLING, THE SYMPATHISING WITH BOTH THE "GOOD" AND THE "BAD" CHARACTERS YEAAAH

[3rdblah]

POV: you are Flow

you are in your suite, girling the boss as usual

noise fucking falls through the door, drunk crying about someone apologizing

you remove him from the room

you are forced to drag him back to his room

you wonder how this drunk idiot outranks you

[pumpkinz-art]

I WAS ENCHANTED TO MEET YOUUUUUUUU *breaks down crying*

i’ve returned with sunset circus content for @roleslayingweek2023 <3 this isn’t for any particular prompt, i just wanted to draw them :)

[northlight14]

Roleslaying with Roman ship names:

Roman and Youngblood:

Youngman

Royo

Youngblood and Noise:

Noyo

Fiery Melody

Roman and Noise:

Rono

Crimson music

Roman, Youngblood and Noise:

Royono

Blood red song

Galaxy polycule

Noise and ????/Mike Ro’phone:

Noise????

Criss and Cross:

Bonefriends

Henderson and Fast Timmy:

Bluebeary

Brittney and Flow:

Sunset circus

Bob Normie and Djembe

Pennydrum

[vvvrrroooomm]

Roleslaying With Roman birthdays

Because of the votes on the poll, I have decided upon the RSWR birthdays with the help of @pulchrasilva, @remus-of-reston and @chaoticpumpkinperson

( If I forgot to tag you, please let me know!! )

Starting from the beginning of the year to the end, may I present to you, the RSWR birthdays…

The beginning of the universe:

Goat™️

January:

Snoot : January 1st

Ten Penny Samuel : January 10th

Youngblood : January 23rd

February:

Melle / Melvinne : February 18th

April:

Flow : April 20th

May:

Henderson : May 14th

Noise : May 30th

June:

Fast Timmy : June 5th

Aunt Patty : June 25th

July:

Britney : July 24th

Tempo : July 30th

August:

Arpeggio : August 12th

Burgundy : August 21st

September:

Bob : September 1st

Doc Janus : September 10th

Djembe : September 22nd

November:

Cross : November 22nd

Roman : November 28th

December:

Dorian : December 7th

Criss : December 21st

Ryker : December 27th

We don’t really know:

Mike Ro’ Phone / Dice Rollingstone / ??? : No birthday for them. They don’t tell people shit. ( More like they keep changing it, just like their name )

Thanks to Pumpkin for the star signs :)

( Keep in mind this was just the original start off list, some dates have been added/changed since )

There are other photos of the original Anon respond to Pulchrasilva, so if anyone wants to see the original photo that made most of these dates, here you go,

I’m pretty sure we hit every mark, but if you don’t think something fits or someone went over all of our heads ( not including the bard king he doesn’t get a birthday ) then let me know!

[roleslayingweek]

Day 2

Today's prompts: Fire and Bard Guards!

[pulchrasilva]

VOTE FOR FLOW!!!

Submitted explanations:

Flow

She's just got an awesome sense of style and she's cool as fuck. Look at her. She's wearing a sparkly zebra-print suit *and* her dog has a matching onesie. You wish you had half her swag.

Nasuada

"Shes a brilliant rebel leader (and eventual High Queen) who was originally expected to be a figurehead after her fathers death but proceeded to take the job and run with it. She's a strategic leader who makes the most of her rebellions limited resources and forges alliances with people and groups others want to shun due to differences and past animosity. Shes a nuanced character and a brilliant tactician. Without her the rebellion(and book) would have fallen apart at the seams. A full biography of hers can be found at: https://www.paolini.net/2016/06/01/encyclopedia-alagaesia-nasuada/

[the-tomcat-disposable]

Roleslaying Chapter 2-3 characters' pronouns

AJ (DM): pretty sure they use any pronouns

Lyra (co-DM): she/they

✦︎ Roman: he/him

✦︎ Youngblood: he/him

Criss: he/they

Cross: he/him

Snoot: he/they

Djembe: he/him

Curio Cart Driver: they/them

Mike Ro'fone: he/they

Goat: goat, any

Doc Janus: he/him

Mr. Money (Bob Normy): he/him

Noise: he/they

Flow & Cymbal: she/her

Britney: she/her

Arpeggio: she/her

Tempo: xe/xem

"Mother": she/they

Allegro: he/him

Adagio: she/her

Prima Donna: she/they

The Amalgam: any

[the-noisiest-pumpkin]

i return with more rswr textposts

[fangirlwriting-stories]

Denied Reconciliation

Summary: Youngblood is reunited with someone he knows at a casino in Fantabulous Neon.

...

Roman has never seen a place quite like Fantabulous Neon.  The electricity stuff is amazing, and there’s so much fine dining and so many things to see, and to top it all off, they won a boatload of money at a casino!  Roman is prepared to spend the rest of the night celebrating the victory with Youngblood, but just as he’s about to suggest they go play a million other games and definitely increase this money they’ve earned, he hears a voice from the other side of the room.

Roman and Youngblood both turn to see a figure approaching from the steps.  The light glaring off all around them makes it a little hard to make out the figure at first, but finally, the figure walks over towards them and stops in front of the two of them.

“Ah, shit,” Youngblood mutters.

“Youngblood, who’s this?” Roman asks.

“I thought I recognized you, Youngblood,” the person says before Youngblood can answer.  “Do you really think you can just abandon your post and get no consequences for it?”

“Look,” Youngblood says.  “I understand it probably messed some things up—”

“Messed some things up?” the figure says, raising an eyebrow.

“Flow,” Youngblood says, sounding a little like he was appealing to this person.  “We’ve never had any issues before, right?  You can just forget you saw me and Roman, can’t you?”

The figure, Flow apparently, does not seem amused.  “No, Youngblood, I can’t do that,” she says.  “You have to know there are orders out to look for you.”

“Orders?  Youngblood, what’s she talking about?” Roman asks.

“And you have a friend named Roman?  Are you just asking to get arrested?”

“I didn’t say we were friends—”

“What’s wrong with my name?”

“You’re going to have to come with me,” Flow says, and snaps her fingers.

Suddenly, two guards are approaching them from behind Flow, and Roman backs up into Youngblood.

“Uh, Youngblood?”

“It’s okay, there’s only two of them, we can take them,” Youngblood says.

But then Flow suddenly pulls out a baton and twirls it in the air, so fast it almost seems to become a hoop, and before Roman can ask Youngblood if this is some kind of standard bard weapon, a much smaller figure runs down the ramp Flow came originally from and jumps through the hoop.  Then a second later, standing right behind the two approaching guards is a massive dog, growling and baring her teeth.

“…Okay maybe we should do what they say for a little bit,” Youngblood says.

The guards are on them in the next second, and since Youngblood doesn’t fight, Roman doesn’t either, though he’s still not very comfortable with all this.

They’re led back through the casino with their arms behind their back, and Roman looks at Youngblood, still a little astounded he gave up so easily.  But then a second later, Youngblood looks at Roman meaningfully.

Roman blinks.

Youngblood raises an eyebrow and mouths “Three,” and Roman gets the picture.  He nods.

Youngblood looks ahead of them towards the door of the casino, then back at Roman and mouths “Two.”

Just as they’re about to be led through the doors, he yells, “One!”

Roman crouches down, and uses his arm and back muscles to flip the guard over him and onto the ground.

“Ha!” Roman calls happily.  “Looks like farm work is good for something after all!  I’m never doubting my Daddy again!”

“That’s great Roman, but right now we have to go,” Youngblood says from where he’s dispersed of his own guard.

Roman glances over his shoulder and sees the dog and Flow quickly approaching.  “Oh, right, yes!”

Youngblood grabs his hand and pulls them out of the casino.  They make it a couple steps before the massive dog leaps overhead, and lands across from them, Flow on its back.

“Good girl, Cymbal,” she says, patting the dog’s head before turning back to Roman and Youngblood.  “Now you two are coming with me.”

“Oh, bring it on,” Youngblood says, dropping into a fighting stance.

“Yeah, let’s go!” Roman calls, bringing up his fists.

Flow just sighs, however, seeming exhausted with the situation.  “Honestly, Youngblood, haven’t you caused enough damage?  You can’t just run off like that and expect to not cause some problems for yourself.  That’s not even mentioning the problems you’ve caused for others.”

“What others?” Youngblood snaps, glaring at Flow.

But to Roman’s surprise, and Youngblood’s too it seems, Flow stops.  “You… you don’t know?”

Youngblood’s eyes narrow further in suspicion.  “Know what?”

Flow crosses her arms, seeming, suddenly, almost sympathetic.  “Youngblood,” she says.  “Noise was appointed to first chair after you left.”

“Good for them,” Youngblood snaps.  “Why should I care?  I didn’t even want the chair.  I thought that was pretty clear when I left.”

Flow narrows her eyes.  “Youngblood, he’s dead.”

Youngblood doesn’t move.  “That’s not funny, Flow.”

“I’m not joking.  They were appointed to first chair, but the Bard King never particularly liked them very much.  Noise didn’t last very long.  They tried to leave to find you, and the Bard King didn’t like that.”

Roman gives Flow a confused look.  “Are you trying to say someone died over a chair?” he asks.  “That’s ridiculous.”  He turns to look at Youngblood.  “Youngblood, that’s ridiculous, right?”

But Youngblood looks like he’s going to be sick.

“Youngblood?”

Flow snaps her fingers, and suddenly two sets of guards grab Youngblood’s hands, and two sets of guards grab Roman’s, and when Roman immediately tries to throw them both off, one of them spreads his feet out so he can’t get enough movement.

“Put them out back,” Flow says, turning back to Cymbal and patting her on the head.  “I’ll take them back to the college when I’m done here.”

“Hey, let go of me,” Roman snaps.  He tries fighting against the guards again, but he doesn’t make nearly as much progress as before.

“Youngblood, a little help here?” he calls, but when he looks over at Youngblood, he just finds him staring down at the ground and walking where the guard moves him without any argument.

“Youngblood?” Roman asks, seriously concerned now.

He doesn’t get a chance to ask, however, before they’re both taken towards a large carriage of sorts, and the back doors are thrown open.  Before Roman can protest, they’re shoved inside, and the doors are slammed shut and locked behind them.

Roman tries banging on the door a couple times, to no success.  Finally, he huffs, and turns around to look for Youngblood.

He finds his friend sitting against the back wall, head buried in his knees.

“Youngblood?” Roman asks, crawling forward in concern.  “Youngblood, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Youngblood says, but it’s muffled by his legs and also clearly a lie.

Roman turns to sit next to him.  “Who’s Noise?”

“No one,” Youngblood says, pulling his head up just long enough to glare at Roman, looking serious enough to mean it.  “Just—” he buries his head in his knees again.  “Just leave me alone, Roman.”

Roman sits there for a minute, at a loss.  He hears movement from outside, and scoots over so he’s sitting more in front of Youngblood.  Whatever’s going on, his friend seems to need him right now, and Roman’s not going to abandon him.  He’ll figure the rest out later.

[pulchrasilva]

Vote for Flow in the @blackcharactertournament!!

[warnadudenexttime]

Hiya! I saw you in the RSWR tag (our numbers are so few... ;-;) I wanted to ask your opinion on some ships? Like, Apex Eclipse (Youngblood x Roman), Sunset Circus (Britney Bitch x Flow), King's Throne (The Bard King x Noise), Fiery Melody (Youngblood x Noise)? Just curious what one of the 2 other people in this fandom thinks about the show lol

My favorite ship in the fandom personally is Youngblood x Noise! I had no idea it had a ship name- so Fiery Melody is my favorite! Britney and flow would be very cute, I’m a big sapphic stan ohoho. But I’m typically very ‘I like these two characters together, and only rlly them together’ so I don’t rlly ship Noise or Youngblood with anyone else. I have some sexuality hcs if you want me to share! But yeah I love RSWR :D Noise is my fav!

[northlight14]

Genuine question for the Roleslaying fandom cuz I’m kinda confused: did Youngblood already know Flow before going to Fantabulous Neon or was that their first time meeting?