#VERSE / tbd .

[rompstompchomp]

My starter for the RP

Deep inside a large scum labs facility, a top secret experiment was being conducted. For years they had been slowly working on mutating humans into beasts to use as weapons of destruction, and have been hit with unsatisfying results in the form of mutants that… didn’t meet their requirements. Some mutated too much into abominations that had to be put down. Some were either too intelligent, or too stupid to serve them. But today was the day that they made the perfect monsters to use. Two large monsters, one blue Wolf and one Orange Fox rested in stasis tubes. They had been the most successful of all the mutants.

The wolf’s mind stirred. He was often subject to nightmares… a human man being tormented by experiments. While he cared little for the man’s pain, it felt familiar. He could empathize with the feeling of being used, trapped and treated as if he was at best an object and at worst, a pest to be wiped out. He didn’t know yet how close to home these nightmares truly were. He began to open his eyes, his vision blurred, the sound of garbed voices outside the tube. What were they saying? Would it matter if he could understand? He tried to get a better look, but only saw vague humanoid silhouettes. His eyes moved to the side, he saw another watery object. one that undulated too much to truly be made out. Still, he saw what seemed to be a reddish figure within the other object. What was it? Something important? He didn’t know. All he knew was that he was tired of not knowing. 

All he wanted was out, to be free once more: free to move, to devour and destroy.

[havvkinsqueen]

---☁︎｡⋆｡ "I sort of miss Valentine's Day in school where we all decorated shoeboxes and gave out little doily cards to each other."

OPEN STARTER

[actiongrrl]

|| Plotted starter for @vvicce

−−−¨༺ A storefront down an alley that Sam had been down several times. A storefront she was quite certain wasn't there a few weeks ago. Pausing ever so slightly in front of it, the shop in question looked.... Interesting. Nothing that was too out of place in Berkeley, a place that had hipster stores, crystal places, head shops, metaphysical places. However, this was almost all of those and yet, absolutely none of them. Glancing about to see if there was any other foot traffic and- nope, just her. "Aw, hell," she muttered before opening the door and heading in. And, pleasantly, it was dark but homey inside with what looked like homemade stuff and unique items. It was the candles that initially caught Sam's eye, slowly meandering to the shelf that held them.

[oakthcrn]

❝ Follow me, my lady. ❞ Lark spoke with a quiet tone, but her tone seemed distressed.

❝ We must leave, it is dangerous here. ❞

@2wanlake liked for a starter.

[theha1r]

open to: anyone (f/m/nb) plot: (loosely) based on feather by sabrina carpenter. steve & your muse are exes? ex friends? ex something. either way steve is saying he's better off without them, but does he actually think that? is he actually? or is he just overcompensating? open to any verse

"i feel so much lighter like a feather with you out of my life."

[styxisms]

@fatesown wanted g'raha (2/2)

"I know time is something we are not we are blessed with an abundance of... But I wanted to ask... Are you doing alright, my friend?"

[yaksha-garden]

@riiese | Continued from x

Eden wobbled as their feet searched for balance on the strange giant's palm. Once they found it, they stood up straight, hands on their hips, a stern frown on their face.

And for starters, who said they needed to be "the arbiter of manners" in order to know something was rude? You didn't need to be a chef to know when something was inedibly bad.

"You could ask first, for a start," they huffed. "Especially before picking one of us up. Can you imagine how scary getting hoisted into the air without warning was for me?"

The frown turns into an irritated pout. "Probably not, since there's not much that can do the same to you."

[citizenstarlight]

        “I love your skirt."

★ ╼ MINI STARTER CALL! | @chainsawcutiie

[lightwxlkr]

@spokewar - continued from here

"Is this funny to you?!"

Noa grumbled as she looked down at the slowly rising water. Obi-wan could've figured she had gotten used to water by now all he wanted, but surely he didn't forget that Noa hated water. Any form of it, right down to even something as small as rain drops. Just looking at the flooding room made her shudder.

"We've gotta get out of here!" She was very clearly more on edge about this than the former master.

[brightblessed]

@soulgathered said:❛ those who took up arms against me will be thrown down, & humbled, & destroyed. ❜ // from a very dramatic alisaie

"Well, if you need any help destroying anyone, you know where to find me." A small smile appears for only a moment before he hides it behind his covered hand. He also may have swallowed down a chuckle. In truth, Roi knew she was just being dramatic. But still, those feelings were very familiar to him. Though... his reasons tend to be far more serious. He was older than her, so maybe he should try to talk her out of it.

But that would make him a hypocrite.

"Who exactly has your ire? It isn't Alphinaud, is it?"

[havvkinsqueen]

*/ @he11fireclubtm liked for a starter

---☁︎｡⋆｡ “No. Come on. How?! You cheated!”

[actiongrrl]

| | @secondhandmckie [Molly] survived the night...

“ I didn’t ‘miss’ the red flags; I saw them and thought that they looked sexy. ”

−−−¨༺ Sam hissed an intake of air through her teeth at that claim. Bless Molly, that was all she could think. Bless. Once more, Sam felt like some sort of odd man out when it came to things like crushes and romance- In this instance mostly because she stewed on these things more than any one person should be able to. "Are you also one of those 'Red is my favorite color' people when it comes to red flags, too?" she inquired. Hannah was like that. "But, shoot, tell me more about this mystery person and their sexy red flags," she inquired. Sam may take things a little too seriously, but that didn't mean she didn't like hearing about other peoples' romantic endeavors.

[demcnsinmymind]

@dopplgaenger asked : It costs $400 to see a therapist. But it’s free to just tell yourself, 'It be like that sometimes.'

"It's $400 now? Jesus fucking Christ. They really are just asking to be hated, aren't they" Lance replies with an amused little smirk as he takes a stroll across the isle that spans this shop of oddities.

Therapists. Yeah. Lots of reasons to hate them. Definitely.

Still, despite his dislike for them, anything involving therapy, the smile stays where it is as he picks up...whatever this is, inspecting it with much interest.

"So do you speak from experience and is that something you tell yourself, or are you in on the self-help joke here?" he goes on, smirk growing bigger. He likes that she's countered his sarcasm about looking for self-help literature with a remark like that. Witty. Somewhat upbeat. Fun.

"That's what it was by the way. A little joke.Though I genuinely am looking for some info that could help me with some things. So never mind that one, it was a dumb one anyway. Do you have any? Books I mean."

[theha1r]

open to: anyone (f/m/nb) plot: based on this idea. can be platonic or romantic. open to any verse

steve makes his way over to them, limping a little - but he ignores that. "fuck, i'm so glad you're okay." is breathed out, eyes scanning over them as if to confirm this. "you are, right? i'm so sorry this happened, i'm sorry you had to see that i - god, i'm just sorry." he kind of just wants to pull them against his chest right now and hold them close, but he doesn't know if they want that right now. plus, admittedly the idea of moving like that kind of sounds like hell right now.

[vigilantdesert]

" Maybe she'll be beautiful. Maybe she'll be rich. As long as she brings swords and muscle. " // Midna yappin' about Urbosa from around the corner maybe. ;))) Wink wonk~

AUs my Beloved

One wouldn't expect that the general's daughter would be as anxious about the affair as she was. She was content to let everyone think she was just as confident, flirtatious, and bold as she always was. On the surface, it was true. Aquulifan Urbosa was no saint back home. The running joke in the capital was that her mother had to marry her off to a foreigner, in the hopes that it would be too late for the exhaustion of running into one's ex paramours to run her off. Amusing as that may have been, it wasn't quite the case.

The Gerudo nation was doing better than it had in the past, but it was far from secure. Trade routes were ever changing and politicians with them. Gems, spices, metals, and craft goods would sell for fortunes one year and be out the next. As usual, then, the state was left in the hands of the military. Urbosa's mother, General Rhoma, was a quiet voice in the advisor's chambers, but was widely considered to be running most of the country's daily affairs. Though the role was not hereditary, it was commonly assumed that Urbosa would take the role when her mother stepped down. For all her reputation, she was a keen eye on the battlefield, every bit the strategist that her predecessor had been,  and a formidable foe on the battlefield.

Maybe if she wasn't, she wouldn't be here.

She hadn't gone snooping on purpose - she was used to open air villas, not the crowded, stuffy interiors of castles that made her choke for breath. She'd only been looking for a courtyard, or just a door outside - anything for a breath of air.

That she was now pressed up against the cool stone wall, willing the chains on her skirt to hold still as she heard the voice of what she believed to be her betrothed.

Even now, heart pounding in her throat, she couldn't help but answer her in her head, a tiny, smug voice -

"Well. Three out of four couldn't be bad."

[brckenbadass]

@isdeathlystill liked for a starter!

Maya's eyes narrow as she fully processes what the other's said, and before either of them can even blink - she's shoving them against the nearest wall, arm across their chest, holding them in place. "What the fuck did you just say?" Is asked, rage flaring to life in her chest - blue eyes turning black in anger.