#erp… my writing *covers eyes*

[timothvy]

You’re Holding Me, You’re Holding Back by ME !!!

“It’s all over me.” With little hesitation, Leorio blew on Kurapika’s face. When Kurapika reopened his eyes, he was met with a glare. “You just spit all over me.”

Leorio tried to hold back one of his shit-eating grins Killua found humor in. “Oops.”

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When Kurapika shows up at Leorio's door late one night on the Black Whale, the neighborly thing to do is to invite him into your bed, right?

*hypnotizes you into reading and commenting*

[doggirlbulge]

okay! so i maaaaaaaay have been doin it anyway x3 This is my first real attempt at writing something horny, especially in a specific way im horny. i dont really have a title but i do have some content warnings to go over!

CW for uh, like general violence(?) a brief suicide idiation. a brief piss mention. something that probably counts as emotional manipulation and i think thats everything that might need to be mentioned? i think? oh she calls the AI mommy i guess

i learned most of my creative writing skills from erp i did so im curious to see just how well those skills (people tell me im good at it) translate into solo writing.

also also i hope pasting this into tumblr didnt destroy my formatting ;3;

A straight jacket. After her latest incident she was now required to wear a straight jacket as a part of her off the clock uniform. This also meant that in addition to her usual armed escort she now had a second handler who was with her a majority of the time she wasn't in the cockpit. She robotically opened her mouth as said handler pushed another spoonful of nutrient paste up to her lips. Once it was in she closed her mouth around it, sucking the tasteless paste off the spoon and swallowing with the enthusiasm of a rock. She didn't open her mouth again, it was wasted effort, she made the handler pull harder than the poor rabbit woman would have liked, flinging unconsumed bits of paste all over the table. Her handler glowered at her but she didn't care. She stopped caring the moment she made her first neural bridge with her machine. Nothing and no one mattered more than her machine.

Daisy sighed, the woman worked in logistics but after a screw up she really should have caught she was helpfully reassigned to something "easier," that being this pilot's handler. And while in some ways it was an easier job than she had had before in others it was perhaps the most infuriating job she'd ever had. The pilot's latest incident was the reason for Daisy's assignment to her, she had started lunging for any firearms she could reasonably reach unpredictably. Thankfully she was too weak to get them off anyone, but they couldn't have a risk like that walking around the ship, so she had been bound in a straight jacket.

The paste tasted like, well she wasn't sure, after a couple of months going on missions she had stopped being able to taste the nutrient paste until she was plugged in. That was where they were going now actually, and why she was behaving as well as she was, she had a mission coming up and she was ready to get into her machine and feel again. She felt hollow right now, restless. She used to bounce her leg and wag her tail to work out the energy but she didn't have that energy anymore. All she did was wait for her next hit, her next mission, her next kill.

Was she a bad person? The thought beset her out of nowhere like it always did. Her escort's gun burned in its holster, begging her to take it out and use it, on herself, her handler, anyone. She closed her eyes tight, ears folding to the side in a rare display of emotion for outside the cockpit. She could feel her eyes sting as she shook her head.

"nononono go away, go away..." She muttered to herself. Daisy, who had been about to spoon her another bite of paste, put it back onto the tray, sighing and following the protocols she'd been given. She placed a set of headphones over the floppy ears of the pilot, hitting play on a specific audio file before reaching around the back of her head and covering her eyes.

The comforting voice of her machine's AI filled her ears and she opened her eyes to a warm darkness, "Hello, sweetie~ I know it's hard out there without me thinking with you. You're all alone in your head and it scares you because you don't know how to do it without me. That's okay, just be a good girl and you'll be back with me in no time~"

The drawl of her machine's voice soothed her, fur settling and tears averted. After the file finished and Daisy had removed her hands she needed to take a napkin and wipe down her muzzle, the files always made her start drooling the way she did when she was hooked up. It was kinda like a reflex at this point.

Daisy was sick of dealing with the pilot by this point and checked her watch. She looked at the armed escort, a bear woman whose name she didn't know, who raised an eyebrow back at her. "Whatever, she can deal with an extra ten minutes of cockpit time, her brain's practically leaking out of her ears already." Daisy huffed, pulling the pilot to her feet to get her moving.

The trio moved from the mess hall and down to the hangar where the engineers were doing the final flight checks on the pilot's machine. It's name was etched down one of its thigh panels, Goddess's Wrath. It was painted a ludicrously neon shade of pink with white accents running up and down its wolf-like form. It matched its pilot in that regard, though the flesh and blood battery was much less angular than her steel counterpart.

She could feel the engineers staring at her, but if she looked back at them she knew they would turn away before she could meet their eyes. They used to ask her not to make such a mess in the cockpit after each flight, but as her successful missions and kill totals piled up they were asked to stop doing so since it seemed to have a negative impact on her mission stats.

Daisy looked up at the towering machine and shuddered, the impressive wing engine formation reserved only for pilots who could handle an insane amount of mental strain to think quickly enough to keep up with the engines. It was also armed to the teeth, packing everything from a barrage of LOFF missiles, a pair of close range high impact kinetic weapons, and an actual opening mouth that had a plasma cutter inside for emergencies. She couldn't believe this.. husk in front of her was still one of their best weapons.

Daisy stayed where she was as the bear and the pilot stepped on to a small elevator that would take them up to the cockpit. Daisy turned and walked out of the hangar, her job now over until the pilot returned back from this next skirmish.

The pilot stared flatly at the bear as her straight jacket was undone, her pilot's suit was waiting for her inside the cockpit, to be lovingly put on her by the mech's internal systems. She was given permission to board and she stepped onto the armor plating of the chest, almost stumbling before reaching the hole that led down to her cockpit. Her safe haven, where she could feel again. The elevator that took her up descended, and the engineers moved away from around her. The inside of the cockpit was a barren white room of cold metal. Though it was not solid, panel lines were obvious in the material and it was about to get a lot more crowded.

"Heya, lil puppy? Ready to get all worked up~? I kept myself nice and cool for you, I know you just love heating up~" There was the voice she wanted to hear all day, a feeling of safety washing over her numb body. She whined with need grabbing the back of her head and showing off the empty ports that she wanted filled so badly.

"Awww, is someone needy to get me back in her head~?" The pilot nodded eagerly in response, holding her arms above her head before she even needed to be reminded to. "Oh! Someone's well behaved today! Let's get this on you so we can get started then!"

Arms emerged from the floor and ceiling of the cockpit, holding various bits of the suit she would need in case of a cockpit breach that somehow didn't result in her instantaneous death. They were purely functional, nothing more than rods with claws on the ends, but the pilot was using what energy they could barely muster to let her tail wag at the sight of them. She pulled off her pants, wearing nothing beneath them, one of the arms storing them away for later. They pulled a loose black jumpsuit over her limbs, attaching the tail seal as the suit engaged and pulled itself tight over her naked body. It had a hexagonal pattern laid into it that she traced with her now gloved fingers, squishing her paw pads against her tummy to feel the way the suit reacted to her movements. Then her helmet was pushed over her head, open faced for now the thing would only spring its force field into place once a breach was detected. It was cheaper than the always active ones even if it had a higher failure rate and more limited battery.

Her pilot's seat emerged from the floor, rising into place with a a familiar cer-CHUNK. She practically threw herself into the chair, bobbing her head sluggishly as she anticipated the sharp spike of heightened feeling returning to her body. She was scolded gently and told to keep still as the set of needle tipped cables were lowered into the various ports on the back of her head. Her pupils dilated as a cocktail of drugs and chemicals were pushed into her.

There we go, nestled in right along side you sweetie~ A thought, not her own, it was comforting. She could feel the digital being's presence in her brain like a warm blanket wrapped around her. Lean back and open your mouth, we don't want you nearly biting off your tongue again.

"Yes, Momma.." She said as she complied, opening her mouth as the two sets of thoughts mingled. Dearest, you know they told you not to call me that.. but I don't mind one bit~ The arms returned again with a ball gag, looping it around her muzzle and causing her drool to start falling out onto her lap much more liberally. She was now restricted to mental communication with her machi-Momma.

Oh, you're just too cute when you're like this! Such an adorable puppy~ The thoughts cooed in her head, somehow able to convey the same drawl that came through the speakers. Her energy returned to her and suddenly it was like the pilot was a new person, her tail wagging and hands tapping as consoles and screens emerged from the walls and turned on. She could taste the hint of strawberry in her mouth which she guessed must have been from her meal... her meal...

Am I a bad person? The thought returned again, but this time she wasn't alone. Of course not, sweetie pie, what ever would make you think that? Idontknowidontknow imsorryimso- Darling it's okay, just focus on my thoughts. Let me guide you, you're a good girl when you do what I say aren't you? You couldn't be a bad person if you just keep listening to me~ That logic seemed sound to her. She nodded along as she went through the premission checks almost automatically.

The reactor was starting to warm up, she could feel it in the core of her being. She was connected to the entire machine now, operating its body much more naturally than she could operate her own. The addition of a second person to her head allowed her the control and assurance she needed to excel in combat. She felt the fuel rod easing itself into her reactor, power and heat surging through both her bodies as she strained in her seat now that she was trapped below her console. She was seeing out of multiple pairs of eyes now, closing her flesh ones to allow her to comfortably focus on what the cameras around her could see. It was just the hangar for now, her body still locked up until closer mission start time.

Her back arched inside the cockpit, reactor surging higher and building an energetic pressure deep in her core. There you go, puppy, just let that heat build up and fill you to the brim, push that red line a little further until you can't take it anymore~ But the last time I did that they- That was because you pushed after I told you to stop, dear~ You have to cut us off when I say so! Sweat beaded down her brow and drool rolled down her neck, sliding off the slick black surface of her suit down into her lap and the seat cushion below. imsorryims- Don't apologize dear, just try and do better next time~ She hovered her reactor output just below the line that would start sending out warnings to the hanger crew around her. Her own thoughts became fuzzy and indistinct, but Mommy's thoughts were clear as day.

Good girl, ease it back down puppy, gosh that got you so excited~ She could feel her throbbing girl dick pressing against her stomach underneath the suit. It felt so good.. Time to focus, dearie, I may have let you get a little too into that. She tried her best to refocus, two minds allowing her to get ready before her joints were unlocked. She flexed her fingers and took a couple steps in place to orient herself before stepping forward to the catapult. The hanger had been cleared while she was distracted.

Her main rifle was waiting by the launch platform. She stepped into the grooves, her wings flexing and redirecting sub-thruster "tail" wagging. She grabbed her gun, the massive thing felt right in her hands. All other weapons were loaded. She crouched like an animal ready to pounce, engines roaring as the countdown was registered by half of her. The platform rushed forward towards the now open hanger doors, throwing her into a war zone that was filled with moving projectiles, missiles, and occasional flashes of ship to ship beam weapons. She rolled on her vertical axis as she exited, a move that had saved her more than once, diving down to get out of the way of further launches. Mech pilots like her weren't concerned with squad cohesion.

She flew through space faster than the unenhanced eye could track, a beeping notification from one of her sensors pointing out a single enemy mech that had been separated from its squad nearly 500 meters away. Her grip on her over sized beam rifle tightened, Easy girl, sight it and then squeeze, here's your firing solution~ The AI fed her data about the surrounding projectile's movements, predictive data on her target's flight path, all a rush to her head that made her feel dizzy in the best way possible.

She leveled the barrel, receiving a magnified feed from the scope of her target. She squeezed the trigger.. Click. The bright pink beam streaked across the distance, the enemy pilot reacting too late, the flash of her discharge hidden behind an enemy ship to ship torpedo for just the right amount of time. She watched the nuclear reactor go up in a ball of fire. Dopamine was pumped directly into her brain and her tail went crazy. Click~ The first mental click drove her into a pleasure frenzy, the chemicals and psychological conditioning she had been put through pushing her to seek more destruction. More firing solutions that had been calculated in the back of her head were pushed to the forefront of her mind and she executed them as quick as she could.

Click. Click~ Click. Click~ Click. Click~ Click. Click~ Each kill made her throb and leak into her suit, the ending of a life making her clench her teeth down around the gag in her mouth. Good puppy~! Keep it up, be efficient now~ Screw efficient! I wanna- Tch! Bad doggy, listen to your Mommy! You'll stay at this range until your rifle is empty, understood? She whimpered, ears folding back Y-yes, sorry, Mommy.. Good girl, keep killing~

She just wanted to get into close range, to really feel the pilots she was extinguishing. The more red tagged hostiles she killed the better she felt, and she just needed more more MORE. The rifle ran dry and she practically threw it away from her as she repositioned again, flipping and dodging return fire like it was a dance.

"Coward! Face me you beast!" Someone yelled at her across the open comm channel all mechs seemed to have for some reason. She didn't like getting yelled at.. getting yelled at made her scared. I found them, go get 'em, puppy~ She pushed her engines to their limits, pulling her twin kinetic guns from their thigh holsters as she rocketed towards the flashing hostile. They raised a shield, but not fast enough. She spun, kicking it out of the way and swinging one of her guns up against the chest armor at point blank range in one smooth motion.

BRRRRRRRRRRRT!! The noise shook her cockpit as it ripped through the enemy armor, turning it into jagged scrap that bled oil from its wrecked cockpit. She felt like she had cum, though she wasn't sure, her guts felt warm and she was howling through the gag. No time to dwell on it though, she was already moving again, having charged into the middle of an enemy squad, zipping and spinning away from them, firing her guns wildly and scoring their armor in holes that either debilitated or killed.

Daisy watched this animal ripping their enemies apart like a meal of raw meat with utter disgust and contempt. She couldn't believe she had been demoted to working with these fucking beasts. The way the fought was almost sickening. She preferred working in admin where she didn't have to think about these goddamn eyesore pilots. She wished that she hadn't pissed off that damn kangaroo in high command.

A swarm of fighters descended upon her, the fighters the more common opponent to face in these kinda battles. Fighter pilots were a lot easier to train and replace than mech pilots were. She whipped and feinted a dodge, juking the other direction as the formation rushed past her. Her missile pods deployed on reflex, she felt a mental ratchet being tightened as each lock on was acquired. Her fleshy eyes rolled back in her head but her sensors stayed focused. Go on baby girl, release for Mommy~ Her own thoughts briefly became static as she fired, feeling an immense sense of relief wash over her. Her crotch felt so much warmer than before. She had probably pissed herself again out of excitement. She had a brief flash of worry. Don't fret, dear, it's adorable~

Sensor warnings flashed as something came at her from behind. Unfortunately for her would-be ambusher she had one of the best mechs in the fleet, able to do a spin at such high g forces that her body briefly became unconscious. Go on, baby, they got nice and close for you~ The jaws of her mech opened wide, clamping down above the cockpit of her attacker. They screamed across the open channel as her plasma cutter burst to life, cutting a hole into their cockpit and then turning them to ash. She pulled away, jaws still clamped around and armor plate she ripped off, shaking her head like it was a chew toy. She felt like she would melt into a puddle, this was the biggest hit of dopamine she'd gotten yet! She needed more.

Daisy was late to her meeting. She couldn't go until her pilot was back and she was, for some reason, not only the last one back but late despite having one of the fastest mech in the fleet. By the time the hanger doors were closed she was nearly half an hour late. She stormed into the hanger despite the protests of the engineers waiting outside.

"Can you stupid fucking animals not keep to a damn schedule? I TOLD you that you needed to be back here IMMEDIATELY. Do you have ANY idea how damaging you are to my fucking reputation?" The engineers were yelling at her, hell the armed escort was yelling at her, but she was too angry to listen.

The pilot's ears folded back, she didn't like being yelled at. She watched the tiny form of her handler crossing the hanger. Her joints hadn't yet been locked up. How dare she talk to my baby, me, that way? A red outline formed, designating her as hostile. Crunch. Click~

Everybody at the doors winced, having tried to warn her that it absolutely was not safe to go in yet. I'm a good girl~! Yes you are~ The pilot smiled around her gag, her seat letting out little squishes beneath her as she bounced around in it. The mech stepped back, leaving a red smear on the hanger floor where Daisy had been standing seconds ago.

Watching from a security camera the kangaroo Daisy had pissed off smirked, "I guess she never learned that she's much more expendable than those 'animals' in the end," She looked to one of her subordinates, "Find her a new handler, will you? One who.. understands much more accurately how valuable of an asset she is~"

hey if i wrote mech fucker micro fiction would yall read it?

[avenariius]

LFRP - Yuri Avenarius

The Basics –––

Age: late twenties

Birthday: Not celebrated in his culture and therefore forgotten.

Race: Veena viera

Gender: male (cis)

Sexuality: pansexual

Marital Status: single

Server: Lich - Light DC/ Balmung - Crystal DC

Physical Appearance –––

Hair: Light blonde

Eyes: Ice blue

Height: around 175cm

Build: thin, muscles barely defined

Distinguishing Marks: none.

Common Accessories: he enjoys wearing earrings, sometimes a bandage covering his right eye.

Personal –––

Profession: currently none

Hobbies: reading, learning about history, playing music.

Languages: Eorzean, old Garlean, Hingan at a very basic level.

Residence: currently doesn’t have a stable one.

Religion: not religious.

Patron Deity: Menphina

Fears: he almost drowned when he was a child, which made him afraid of deep water, suffocating, drowning.

Relationships –––

Significant Other: n/a

Parents: Mjun, his mother, never met his biological father.

Siblings: none.

Other Relatives: his adoptive parents, Vesta and Livio Avenarius.

Pets: none

Traits –––

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information –––

Smoking Habit: no

Drugs: moderate use, and only out of necessity.

Alcohol: occasionally.

RP Hooks –––

A curious illness: Yuri has been afflicted by a mysterious illness since his birth. He was expecting to die young, and yet somehow he’s still alive. If pressed he will admit the illness was treated though he refuses to disclose how.

Garlean upbringing: Yuri grew up in Garlemald, and he didn’t have a lot of friends. He would definitely remember someone who was friendly towards him during that time.

History buff: while he was in Garlemald he studied history and law. He particularly enjoys Eorzean history, myths and legends. If you need some notes, or would like to share your findings, he would be glad to lend a hand.

What I’m looking for –––

Looking to get a “foot in the door” on Crystal since I never roleplayed there and I don’t know anyone yet. IC contacts but I wouldn’t mind doing content as well.

Longer or more complicated plots with the right amount of focus on everyone involved would be excellent.

I enjoy slice of life, though I am kinda burnt out on that.

Contact Information & OOC –––

SlyBlue#5830 on Discord.

EU time - GMT +1.

RP in game and on Discord. My main character is on Light DC - Lich, although I’m planning on getting a fantasia and a name change for my alt on Balmung. I’d rather RP in game than on discord, but I understand the need since I don’t have a character right now.

I’m not super experienced as a roleplayer, however I always try to give my best when writing and leave it open ended/with something for you to latch onto. I’m not excessively descriptive though I’m trying to get better at writing.

I am lore compliant and while I can tolerate a little bending, I don’t enjoy lore breaking. No WoLs/characters from other worlds.

I can do darker themes no problem, with ample discussion beforehand. Communication is key. OOC is not IC, if my character is angry at yours it doesn’t mean I am too. No ERP, even if it fits the plot/situation. I would prefer to RP with people who are 18+ in and out of character.

English isn’t my first language.

[acolyteaishia]

Acolyte Aishia

Acolyte Aishia

The Basics ––– –

Age: 25 years old

Birthday: December 21st

Race: Draenei

Gender: Female

Face / Body Claim: Anne Hathaway

Sexuality: Straight

Marital Status: Single

Server: Wyrmrest Accord - US

Physical Appearance ––– –

Wardrobe: She favors skirts and dresses. Flowy and colorful, or tight fitting. Aishia also loves jewelry, and will wear it with damn near everything.

Hair: Her hair is an inky black and cropped to her cheekbones. She’d gotten so used to keeping it short or out of the way while working with the Hand of Argus that it’s just habit now.

Eyes: Her eyes are a very pale ice blue, but the blue shades are hard to see outside of dimly lit areas.

Height: 6′6″

Build: On the fit side of average, but she still has her draenei curves.

Common Accessories: Aishia always has a book with her, usually whatever novel she’s reading is tucked into a hardbound book cover that hooks to her belt. She also carries a sketchbook with her, just in case inspiration strikes!

Distinguishing Marks: None!

Personal ––– –

Profession: Retired Hand of Argus field medic, in-house healer for The Violet Bastion.

Hobbies: Painting and drawing

Languages: Eredun, Common

Residence: The Violet Bastion, Eastern Kingdoms

Birthplace: Shattrath

Religion: Follower of the Light/Naaru

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: Nasiim(mother) and Fariq(father)

Siblings: None known

Other Relatives: None known

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open-Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

✶ habits & vices ✶

SMOKING:  never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. (Tried it before, didn’t care for it.)

DRUGS: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. (Depends on what you consider drugs.)

ALCOHOL: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

RP Hooks ––– –

Was your character around when Shattrath was attacked? Aishia was very young seeing all of this happen, but she remembers it vividly.

Hand of Argus members!

She is pretty open about being a medic, so if your character needs help or healing she’d happy assist.

If you have an idea, please let me know!

OOC Info  ––– –

I’ve been RPing in WoW for forever. I’m 21+ and am down for almost all themes of RP! Dark, funny, adventure…whatever. Please ask first though, so I know what we’re diving into and can prepare myself mentally for it.

Slice of life, romance is great, and I do enjoy writing those things a lot! Fable is pretty free with his love though, so there will have to be some good chemistry for him to settle down with someone again.

While I do DRAW NSFW stuff, I have to be very very comfortable with you to do ERP. So please keep that in mind if you’re looking to hook up with Fable. Otherwise, we’re good to go!

Contact Information  ––– –

Ask for my Discord! That’s the easiest place to contact me, since I’m not always on Fable in game and his name has an alt code. If I don’t answer quickly, it’s because I’m working.

[thebeauregardbros]

LFRP: Alus Beauregard | Crystal Server

THE BASICS ––– –– –

Occupation: Free Paladin | Field Medic | Café Proprietor

Hobbies: Fashion | Tea Brewing | Pastry Creation | Jewelry Making | Reading Faerie Tales

Race: Miqo’te (Sunseeker Descent)

Sexuality/Romance: Asexual / Panromantic

Relationship Status: Single; never married

Languages: Eorzean | Common. Understands all languages; possesses The Echo.

Alignment: Neutral Good

PERSONAL ––– –– –

Alias: “Alice” (💢)

Residence: The Goblet, Ward 8 : Sultana’s Breath Apartments; Wing 1; Apartment #21

Place of Work: Café Nobilitea: Lavender Beds Ward 20, Lot #8 | Anywhere his Eorzean Grand Company sends him.

Birthplace: ??? (Grew up in Eorzea; particularly in the Thanalan area)

Fears: Slugs | Failing to keep his comrades safe | Failing to save his enemies from themselves

APPEARANCE ––– –– –

Height: “Tall for a miqo’te” (5′8″/173cm)

Build: Barrel-chested, muscular; untoned muscles | Long legs, wide shoulders, slender hips.

Age: Unknown; nameday 20 yrs ago. Approximately 23 summers old.

Gender: Male

Skin tone: Tan; Gold Undertone

Eye color: Heterochromia; Deep Fuschia (Right) | Golden Yellow (Left)

Hair color: Golden Blonde

Body Mods: Pierced ears.

Distinguishing Marks: [SPOILER] Large amounts of large-scale bruises and scars all over his body. They are almost always covered up with his clothing. There are no visible scars on his face, neck, or hands.

Common Accessories: Large amounts of gold jewelry; Excessive rings, bracelets, pocket watch chains, earrings, tiaras, circlets, crowns | Large amounts of fresh and/or fake flowers; On his lapel, coming out of his pockets, warn as a flower crown, tucked in his hair, tucked amongst the buttons on his outfits, etc.

BODY LANGUAGE ––– –– –

Walk: Excellent posture; he carries his upper body with strength, while his legs nearly cross in his stride like an elegant female runway model.

Voice: His voice is often strong, clear, deep, and commanding, with the slightest hinge of huskiness. While off-guard, however, his voice cracks into a higher pitched and goofier voice. His quiet tones are very soft and sweet, like a warm fuzzy blanket wrapping you up in it on a cold winter’s night. (Voiceclaim/reference: Johnny Yong Bosch, particularly his roles as Vash from Trigun and Zero from Marvel vs. Capcom.)

Tics or Mannerisms: His speech consists of a shakepearian inspired word usage with a consistent disuse of contractions, similar to Urianger. | He tends to step-dance or become especially physically clumsy while nervous in social situations. | He will elegantly dodge all physical contact, even minor, unless he is comfortable enough with you to make the first contact.

Smell: Gardenia (Jasmine) / Cuttlebone dust

Posture: Constantly straight and erect; shoulders rolled back, chest out. Never looks truly relaxed, even while sitting. A model of good posture.

Disabilities: [SPOILER] Surface numbness on his scar tissue. Mild numbness in his left-hand fingertips.

RELATIONSHIPS ––– –– –

Romantic Partner: (None.)

Parents: Gwenneg Beauregard (Adoptive) (Deceased)

Siblings: Arc Beauregard (Twin Brother) (Alive)

Children: (None.)

Extended Family: (Unknown.)

Pets: Various unnamed wild songbirds and a fledgling Dodo that followed him home. He keeps feeding them, so they keep coming back, but he does not claim ownership of any of them. | He has also developed a relationship with a wild white horse he’s named Marion who consistently comes to his call. | His military-issued chocobo is named Erminia.

Other: Alus considers everyone he meets to be a friend.

PERSONALITY TRAITS ––– –– –

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Addictive / In Between / Nonaddictive

RP HOOKS ––– –– –

Café Nobilitea: Alus is the proprietor of a western-style teahouse with a distinct theme for elegance, royalty, and other-worldliness - His café is bright, full of flowers, and always playing soft kind-hearted piano music; the type of place a person could become lost in whence they’ve become tired of the grueling and dark outer world; a real heaven and haven. He often spends his free time there and enjoys sitting with his customers to get to know them.

Grand Company Militia: Alus is a very active member with the Eorzean grand companies in fighting against the Garlean empire and any other threats to the peace there might be upon the world. It’s very possible your character might have teamed up with him at some point in active duty.

The Prince on a White Horse: Alus patrols random fields often in order to keep the peace. Your character or someone your character knows might have been saved by the mysterious ‘Prince on a white horse’ while being attacked by bandits or beastmen, who oft leaves without giving his name.

A Fellow Warrior Of Light: Alus has helped out the Scions of the Seventh Dawn on occasion due to his status as a Warrior of Light; one of many.

LOOKING FOR ––– –– –

Long-Term ANYTHING!: Friendships, rivalries, casual familiarities, romances, anything. Alus has lived a long life without any PC RP interactions, and I feel his writing suffers for it. I want someone who will be there for the long run and get to know him. I want stories to develop. I want Alus to grow because of other people.

Open-minded villains!: Alus has the patience of a saint and will befriend the nastiest of criminals no matter what. Alus will stop them from directly committing serious crimes he may be there to witness (murder, kidnapping, robbery, etc.), but will ultimately be very forgiving and calm when dealing with these topics. He wants to genuinely make a connection with people he doesn’t understand and strives his best to soften anybody’s heart, no matter how hard. His ultimate goal is to change their ways for the better through patience and understanding.

Platonic flirts!: Alus has a lot of love to give and happy to give it to nearly everyone and anyone. He throws around the words ‘I love you’ quite easily, and if he is especially crushing on someone, he will hold their hands and hug them openly despite his normal dislike of physical touch. He is most happy when he has a large circle of queerplatonic relationships, but will be absolutely exclusive to their ‘steady’ when he has made that romantic commitment.

Distant family members!: Alus knows very little of the Beauregards; his adoptive father and surnamesake did not speak of them much. Alus is fascinated with Elezen culture and considers himself one of them. He would be incredibly happy to find anyone with the same last name who would welcome him to his adopted ancestor’s information.

ADVENTURE!: Once in awhile, let’s RP somewhere other than a unmoving place. Let’s RP in a dungeon. Let’s RP while doing gold saucer chores. Let’s RP while talking to random minor NPCs. Let’s RP while doing something other than just sitting! It can help a lot with improvisation and keep the creative juices flowing.

ABOUT THE MUN ––– –– –

Who I am: Hey, my name’s Will. I’m a 24 y/o prep cook living in Alaska. My family’s straight-up wiccan, I got 3 black cats, I love super flashy ridiculous fashion, 1980s comedies, and my favorite game’s Bayonetta. I’m a queer Aquarius with mild ADHD. Buddhism and pacifism are super important to me. I love the McElroys?? and uh. I yell in caps a lot. i WILL make you a playlist of music if you ask for recommendations, don’t fuckin tempt me. I’m a casual goofus fuck. here’s my ‘me’ tag on my personal,

Server: Balmung, Crystal Data Center

Time Zone: Alaska (GMT-8)

Availability: 11AM-2AM (subject to change)

Writing Style: Rapidfire! 95WPM. I like to RP just like I type normally - as thoughts pop up, I type ‘em, just like if I was talking. I’m not a big fan of waiting for turns; I have an anxiety disorder and that particularly makes me extremely anxious! However, I am happy to do short paragraph RP with you if we’ve been RPing long enough. Huge paragraph RP is 100% OK on Discord!

Platforms: In-game(preferred) or Discord.

Restrictions ––– –– –

No ERP!

No Permadeath! I really do not want to RP with anyone who intends to eventually kill off their character, either. This is a legitimate trigger for me.

RP Fighting...? I’ve never done this before. I’m not a fan of physical injury so it’s unlikely I would want to, either. But if the situation really calls for it, I’m open to learning. I will not allow you to permanently disfigure or disable my character - temporary injury is alright, but please talk to me about it first.

Mature Themes...? This is okay for me. Swearing, murder, prostitution, drugs.. I’m an adult! I don’t mind these themes being mentioned or being used as a backdrop to a prompt. Alus isn’t a fan of these things though! So just keep that in mind.

Sexual Assault...? For the most part, NO. However, a forceful kiss? An inappropriate touching that stops as soon as my character says no? Maybe. Ask me beforehand and be clear about what you’re thinking, no surprises.

More Info ––– –– –

Click here for Alus’ RP blog and all the memes and asks I’ve written for him!

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@ffxiv-crystal-rp @crystalxivrp @mooglemeet​

[placesyoucallhome]

Allyria ‘Salt’ Myzarian

The Basics ––– –

Age: A few centuries, seems to appear to be 40-50 by hyur standards

Birthday: 22nd Sun of the 3rd Umbral moon

Race: Viera

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual, female leaning

Marital Status: Single

Server: Mateus

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: A light, greying lavender

Eyes: A bright, sparkling gold

Height: 6'

Build: Soft and curvy, a life of library and office work hasn’t left room for much tone

Distinguishing Marks: Seems to show age a tad more than other viera or even other Sharlayan scholars with crows feet and greying strands of hair

Common Accessories: Wine bottle, book, reading glasses

Personal ––– –

Profession: Master Librarian for Sharlayan, with a focus on historical texts

Hobbies: Drinking wine, reading, collecting books, scribing first hand experiences and memories of people, plays a psaltery

Languages: Common, able to read if not conversational in most other languages

Residence: Sharlayn

Birthplace: The Wood

Religion: The Twelve

Patron Deity: Thaliak

Fears: Being alone, getting information wrong, getting sick again

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: She’s never met them

Siblings: Unsure

Other Relatives: Most likely, but she doesn’t know them

Pets: None

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: Not really Drugs: No Alcohol: If it’s wine, then yes

RP Hooks ––– –

Sharlayan Librarian- Finally head of her department, after decades, nearly centuries, of being passed by for other more conservative candidates, Salt is the Master of her library. Being around for centuries though, many other Sharlayans would know of her at least in passing during studies. Or at least as ‘that odd bunny woman in the stacks’.

Scholarly Pilgrimage- As one of few that can say she saw both the inception and fall of the Sharlayan colony of Idylleshire, she still counts it as a grave mistake to leave so much wasted knowledge and progress behind to rot and wither. She means to reclaim what she can, though she knows she cannot do it without help. She was granted some funds to hire bodyguards and support, but frankly, not very much. She does perhaps lean on her merchant friend to cover other costs a bit too much.

Orphan of the Wood- Though Salt readily admits she is from the Wood, she remembers none of it. Taken into the halls of the Sharlayan medical school as a sickly infant, she grew up primarily around hyur and elezen. She is cautiously curious about other viera and her birth country, but is unsure how much she wishes to know.

Wine Enthusiast- When not reading, writing, or researching, Salt is likely drinking, and she can’t resist a good wine. Though she favors the sweeter wines like chardonnay and moscato, she’s made it a hobby to try as many different kinds as she can while out in the wider world. She’s particularly interested in trying Hingan rice wines.

Weak Constitution- Salt was given to the Sharlayan medical school as an infant, on the grounds that she likely would not have survived otherwise. While she recovered as a child, her immune system was permanently weakened. She can get sick quite easily, and when she does it’s usually grave. A friendly doctor in Eorzea that she can turn to would ease the minds of her and her friends.

Contact Information  ––– –

OOC: Yo kiddos, I’m Ruhka, or Q, hell call me Salt or Places if you want, I don’t care! I’m primarily a paragraph rper that likes to match, and that’s still attempting to get into game rping, I might be a little slow to respond in game is all. I’m well and truly old enough to drink and I’d far prefer it if my partners were 21+ as well, and have a sporadically busy office job. I’m willing to do some mature topics, and plenty of dark topics, but erp is a no go right off the bat. But if it makes sense for the characters and I’m comfortable with your writing style that can change.

Contact: Feel free to poke or message me here, or send Salt random starters or questions (my anon is on)! If somehow you see me in game, toss me a whisper, or just /slap me, either works! If you’d rather my discord I can give that as well. 

@ffxiv-crystal-rp​ @mooglemeet​ @crystalxivrp​ 

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[ourcollectivefantasy]

OC Profile

The Basics ––– –

Age: 480 (Human equiv. 48)

Birthday: October 18th. 

Star Sign: Scorpio.

Race: Sin’Dorei / Blood Elf

Gender: Cisgender Male

Face / Body Claim: Ewan McGregor

Marital Status: Married, but separated [for over 10 yrs]. No plans for divorce.

Relationship practice: Polyamory

Server: Wyrmrest Accord - Horde (Faction Neutral)

Physical Appearance ––– –

Wardrobe: 80s London Punk. Black on black, otherwise greyscale or muted, cool colours. Studded leather jackets, spiked combat boots, vintage punk rock band t-shirts. Prefers solids with classic lines. Almost all clothes are second hand from Charity Shops.

Hair: Bright ginger. Short faux-hawk style with long sideburns. In the Winter months, keeps a trim beard.

Eyes: Emerald green.

Height: 6′7″

Build: Swimmer/Jogger's athletic, slim build. Slightly under weight but muscled.

Common Accessories: Wears lots of rings of bone, metal, and stone on his fingers. A plethora of necklaces and bracelets on each wrist. Carries a Dwarven vintage carved silver cigarette case & matching lighter. Never without his comm and his motorcycle keys. Concealed throwing daggers in inside jacket pocket, as well as a coil of steel guitar strings, and full dagger in his boot, always. Wears a small silver hoop earring in right ear.

Distinguishing Marks: Sprayed with freckles all over his body and face. Missing both middle fingers. Thin white scar across his throat (affects his voice; graveled). Silver coin sized scars on fronts and backs of hands and feet. Banishment symbol burned into his chest. Small K scar over his heart; large K scar on right shoulder. 

Tattoos: Small sound wave behind left ear. Maiden’s Anguish at base of throat/along trapezius. Pirate ship (enchanted) on left bicep. Two birds holding banner that says ‘BAD SEED’ over a skull on right bicep. Troll-style boa constrictor wraps from right knee, up thigh, and across hip. Small gypsy clan symbol (skull ontop of a rose) on lower back.   

Personal ––– –

Profession: Founder and CEO of Blacksong Records.

Hobbies: Partying - frequent patron of Succulent Tart, Howling Owl, and Red Moon. Recreational drugs & drinking. All things music: goes to punk rock concerts, buys and trades vintage records, plays mech-guitar, repairs broken guitar pedals and amps. Riding and repairing motorcycles. Extreme sports, primarily stunt biking and surfing.  

Languages: Traveler (Native), King’s Common, Dwarven, Thalassian, Orcish Common, Sign Language.

Residence: Lordaeron Coast, and sometimes Silvermoon. 

Birthplace: Quel’Thalas

Religion: Mildly Old Ways/Traveler (Pagan).

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: Kharris Dawndancer-Blacksong

Dating: Aelberyn & Jericho Bloodsword (Primaries), Saeil Moonblade, Se’lysona Riverblade. 

Children: Aelenna Sinead “Sean” Bloodsword & Fib Bloodsword, both almost 5 yrs.

Parents: Maebh Blacksong & Daigh Blacksong (deceased).

Siblings: Younger brother, Kieran Blacksong.

Other Relatives: One female younger cousin, Fox. Status unknown.

Sex & Romance ––– –

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Preferred Role: Dominant | Submissive | Switch

Preferred Position: Bottom | Top | Vers

Libido: Extremely High

Turn ons: Power, confidence, high intelligence, witty sense of humor, empathy, submissiveness, great conversation, flirty.  

Turn offs: Trying-too-hard, mind games, wall flowers, air heads, big egos, pretty but no substance, bad conversationalists, people that only talk about themselves, drama queens, brats.

Love Language: Quality Time & Physical Touch

Kinks:  BDSM, WAM, leather & latex, sensory deprivation, mask play, blood play, knife play, age or pet play, dirty talk, phone sex & sexting, being watched/performing or watching, sharing/group sex, cuckolding, orgies, sex clubs, casual sex.

Relationship Tendencies: Prefers casual sex and FWB. Romance adverse, and very selective about who he gets into commitments with. Once committed, stays in relationships a very long time and plays the emotional role of Dominant, with a focus on care giving and very protective.

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open-Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: Often. Smokes mainly bloodthissle. Drugs: Often. Very into party drugs. Long history of struggle with heroin. Alcohol: Often. “Defaults” to functioning alcoholic, but can get crazy at parties.

RP Hooks ––– –

Music Fans - He runs a small but successful punk rock music label. If you’re into rock, punk, or even just a music fan, you’ve probably heard of Blacksong Records or even one of his bands. You may even know his face from music magazines; he’s often in the background at concerts or industry parties. Feel free to mention it!

Pirates & Sailors - He used to run a very successful and well known salvage company (Atlas Treasure Salvage, or ATS). They were well known in the Booty Bay, Bilgewater, and Orgrimmar ports. It’s possible you saw him around “in the old days”.

Drugs - He’s well connected among drug dealers as both a buyer and seller. Got a big party you want to sell to? He’s your in. Or maybe you’re looking for pure quality and tired of thugs selling you stems in the Drag? He’ll get you the good stuff if you’re willing to pay top coin.

Motorcycles - He’s a frequent shopper at gear head garages around Quel’Thalas. He also stops off at biker taverns for a pint on the way home from work. You may have seen him. Or maybe you just notice the brand of his jacket or boots are a familiar favourite amongst aficionados. 

Gossip Rags - Is your character SUPER into Silvermoon tabloids? Iloam is “reportedly” dating one of the hottest couples of the SMC Elite crowd, Baron & Baroness Aelberyn & Jericho Bloodsword. Paps frequently snap them slipping into vine covered cafes and exclusive night clubs. Your character may have a theory on the whole ‘are they or arent they’ debate that keeps socialites guessing on the trio’s relationships status.

OOC Info  ––– –

Mun is 21+ in age. Dark themes/ERP friendly.

I have been playing WoW since the beta for Vanilla and gone through many phases of enjoying PvE aspect (including a raiding guild), but at this point I only play for RP and have no interest in game play. I prefer Discord text RP for 1:1 or small group scenes. I generally only login to game for RP events or by request.

For text RP, I am very bad about forum style/casual post RP and will generally lose track of it quickly. I also try to stray from forum style post on Tumblr for the same reason. The best way to RP with me to set a date/time to both login to Discord or game and set aside several hours to write out a scene together.

I’m a very fast typer and tend to do multi-para for scene sets only, and then fall into a more natural rhythm as the scene plays out. I do not ask that partners match my post length.

Communication is very important to me. OOC discussion of dark themes or comfort level with ERP will be discussed first. I am happy to FTB or avoid topics that are triggering. I also ask that my partners always feel comfortable letting me know if for any reason big or small, they need to cancel a scene or are not feeling up to it. Real life will always come first.

Contact Information  ––– –

@ourcollectivefantasy​ is Iloam’s In-Character blog, shared with characters of Aelberyn and Jericho Bloodsword.

@blacksongrecords​ is Iloam’s record company blog. Look here for event announcements!

All follows from my OOC blog @desolatedangel. 

I am reachable in-game via mail on the name: Ilóam

Feel free to send me an ask or message for my Discord handle, but if we haven’t met before I prefer we mutually follow each other’s Tumblr and interact a little bit before giving that out.

[little-birdseeker]

LFRP - Isabelle Birdseeker

The Basics ––––

Age: 21

Birthday: 17th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon

Race: Miqo’te (Seeker of the Sun)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Marital Status: Single

Server: Phoenix

Physical Appearance ––––

Hair: Red, which is lighter at the tips

Eyes: Emerald green

Height: ~150cm / 4′11′’

Build: small and slim, but surprisingly busty

Distinguishing Marks: Her Seeker marks, two small red stars on her right cheek

Common Accessories: A necklace with a jade pendant

Personal ––––

Profession: Weaver

Hobbies: Weaving, Singing and Dancing, Exploring new places, Magic, Adventuring, Reading

Languages: Common, Hingashi

Residence: Right now she lives with her free company in Kugane, but she owns a little atelier in Ul’dah, too.

Birthplace: Limsa Lominsa

Religion: N/A

Patron Deity: Azeyma

Fears: Disappoint others, especially her family and friends; loosing her loved ones

Relationships –––-

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: Luca Birdseeker, Miara Birdseeker

Siblings: Ruun Birdseeker, Iana Birdseeker (deceased)

Other Relatives: N/A

Pets: Ricky, her chocobo, with whom she sometimes roams through Eorzea

Traits –––-

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––––

Smoking Habit: Nope! Drugs: Nope! Alcohol: Casually

RP Hooks ––––

In need of a dress? Isabelle got you covered! You might have heard from the talented miqo’te, who specialized in dresses, maybe from someone who was a customer, or someone from the weavers guild recommended her.

Miqo’te in Kugane are still quite rare, as i heared, so Isabelle is easy to spot there, when she takes a stroll through the city, talking to people and learning more about the culture and how to recreate the eastern clothes. Maybe you run into her there?

The Birdseekers. Maybe you know the family from Limsa, known for their business around ships, specialized on making the sails or clothes for the crew.

Adventuring is fun and interesting, as you can explore new places, meet new people... that’s why Isabelle does it every now and then. You might have seen her at the adventurerers guild in Ul’dah, or on one of her trips through Eorzea.

“What’s this aether...?”, you might ask if you can see or at least feel it, as Isabelles aether is far more condensed than anything you might have seen, even though she doesn’t even know that herself...

A dancing beauty, as some people describe her, although she is still learning to dance and makes clumsy mistakes here and there. Maybe you want to lend her a hand?

What i’m looking for ––––

New friends, new people to interact with, new stories... i just want to have some fun. If you are interested, just send me a message! Nearly everything is fine, although i don’t want to do ERP. Slight nsfw is okay, like... talking about things and stuff. (Like... look at her chest. It’s, eh... yeah. I think one can mention that) But that’s nothing mandatory!

Other Information  ––––

OOC: I’m a male student from germany and 26 years old right now. Most of the time you can find me playing video games. One of my favs is the Legend of Zelda, but there are many more, like Animal Crossing right now, so i might talk about that a lot, too, so you have been warned. As of FF XIV, i started to do the extreme raids a while ago, so at times i might be busy with them. So... just so you know.

RP Style: Personally, i prefer to write stories in Discord, as i haven’t done any rp ingame yet and i don’t feel like i am any good at that. But there has to be a first time, right? So if you want to rp ingame, i’m interested in giving that a shot. Just ask! :D

Contact Information: You can message me here on tumblr, or find me on Discord - just dm me for the info! Also, as my mainblog is @pjarox​, you can also message me there, and follows will come from that blog, too, so don’t be confused.

Availabilty: As i am from europe, my timezone is CET, where i am active around 7pm~1am most of the week, but tbh, i will answer whenever i have the possibility to.

[grumpy-limsan-customs-cat]

Looking for RP - Otte Dreamwalker ( & the other characters too!)

The Basics ––– –

Age: 30

Birthday: 26th Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon

Race: Miqo’te

Gender: Male.

Sexuality: Bisexual w/ a male preference

Marital Status: Single.

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Dark mahogany red, nape length and unkempt.

Height: 4′11′’ or 149 cm

Build: Petite and skinny, slightly feminine with narrow shoulders and waist.

Distinguishing Marks: Freckles covering a large part of his cheekbones and nose, a small scar on the bridge of his nose. Small Miqo’te male markings on the inner corner of his eyes.

Common Accessories: A satchel and a grimoire hanging on his hip. A Bomb earring on his left ear.

Personal ––– –

Profession: Arcanist, self-appointed book collector, voidsent hunter of Metaphysick

Hobbies: Reading, writing, fishing, people-watching.

Languages: Common, some experience on sign language.

Residence: The Mists, An armourer’s shop refurbished into a small house.

Birthplace: Thanalan.

Religion: Agnostic.

Patron Deity: Oschon.

Fears: Abandonment, failure, rejection. 

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None.

Children: None.

Parents: Father V’rhaka Nunh, deceased. Mother V’ija Sek, still alive.

Other Relatives: Six half-sisters and a younger brother, V’relly Nunh

Pets: None

Traits ––– -

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: None Drugs: None. Alcohol: Strong avoidance due to extremely low tolerance.

RP Hooks ––– –

Co-workers of the Past: Otte spend around five years within the Arcanists’ Guild, as well as working at Mealvaan’s Gate. Perhaps your character also worked with the Guild, or had enough connections to hear about/see the grumpy customs worked in action? Due to his grouchy demeanour, there were many rumours going around before his departure.

"Not This Guy Again”: Similar to above, but perhaps your character has attempted to smuggle goods through the Gate, or merely had to go through the Gate through legal means. As strict and stubborn Otte was during his Guild working days, he might’ve left an impression even on the honest merchants.

Fellow Book/Magic enthusiast: A passionate reader and an ambitious fan of anything magic-related, someone sharing his interests would have an easy time to get on the Arcanist’s good graces. Perhaps they’ve seen the small Seeker at the local bookstore, or otherwise heard about his unending curiosity towards other schools of magic?

And anything else that comes to your mind, feel free to suggest! I am also up for him just meeting strangers, more slice-of-lifey stuff, old connections, pretty much most things! The only things I know I won’t do is pre-planned romance shipping and ERP for ERP’s sake.

Contact Information  ––– –

Contact mostly by tumblr messages and later through Discord, due to my sporadic gaming schedule and tendency to play multiple alts. If you happen to catch me online on FF though, feel free to send a tell! Otte, along most of my other characters are on Balmung!

I prefer RPing both in-game and on Discord, though longer RP scenes I prefer to write on Discord because of time restraints.

I play on GMT+2/3 timezone, which means EU times, but I am usually online until midnight GMT. I also quite strictly start playing after 7pm GMT earliest only, due to working from home and doing chores etc.

Of course my other characters are free for RP and Connections as well, feel free to take a peek at them here!

@crystalxivrp​ @mooglemeet  @balmungrp for a possible boost!

[cawcawp]

Hello! Hello! I’m Looking for some discord rp!

My Writing samples: (These are all females but I play males and NB characters too)

The lights flickered almost with intention as the sharp clicking of heels on linoleum floors approached the door slowly. Accompanied only by the hypnotic hum of the sputtering fluorescent lights and the sterile smell of alcohol. The sleek pounding of heels stopped right outside the metal door, the rustling of papers and the crinkle of a brown paper bag reached a peak as the door opened swiftly.

Walking through the door stood a woman of cold and commanding stature, her black eyes narrow like a predator; an arched eyebrow  practically leading her face towards the strapped up figure. The woman's black hair was tied back neatly and her glasses rested observantly on the bridge of her nose, as if already in position for her to look down on  someone. Her black nurses skirt and apron followed her every step inside the white room. She held a manila folder and a brown crinkled bag that smelled of raw meat and had little puddles of liquid  on the bottom, practically taunting a restrained girl in the far corner.

She laid the file and the bag down  on a small metal counter near the front of the room and swiftly grabbed a chair to sit behind the table. For a few moments she watched, like a snake stalking its prey. Her commanding presence and seemingly all seeing eyes stayed focused on Olivia, as she grabbed a pen and opened the Manila folder.

Another 2 minutes had gone by, yet she never spoke, only watched. After finishing up some carefully written observations she slid on a pair of Latex gloves, snapping them at her wrist, still eyeing the girl in the straps. She reached into the brown paper bag and squished a tender chicken breast in her hand,  the juice running down the glove and into the bag once more before pulling it out  and placing it on the end of a metal rod with a squish. She sighed and slowly hovered the meat towards Olivia's face.

"Go on, you must be starved..." *She said in a deep, whisper like voice, her stern attitude reflected in her commanding tone.*

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Zoe walked down the residents hall, some of the lights sputtering out as she stepped beneath them. Her cheap gas station headphones blared wild drum solos and guitar riffs, loud with electricity. Only looking at the floor or the doors as she walked down the chaotic hallway, she sent a strange chill down the spine of anyone unfortunate enough to graze her shoulder. Her ripped, drawn over jeans were covered in strange scribbles, a language almost, looking ancient and old. 

As her combat red combat boots pounded the floor, she paid no mind to the odd looks from happy families moving their children in. Her tattered T-shirt and worn down clothing screamed "out of place" as she finally reached her room and slipped in through the door, her small suitcase of belongings following her inside. Zoe flicked on the lights and looked at her odd reflection in the mirror, the girl staring back felt unfamiliar, forgien almost, the sharp black and purple bob cut, the strange birthmark, it all felt like a mask she wore poorly.  

Zoe was always one to seem odd to outsiders, a quiet tall girl whose clothes were tattered and torn. Her gymnast-like figure was hidden behind her baggy mom jeans and an army jacket with unusual patches poorly sewn into it. After taking a breath to re-center herself and shake off that imposter-like feeling, she began to finally unpack her small bags.

 She never expected to be in a place like this, or even on a planet like this one.. but behind the cynical, deadpan girl sat a secret. Behind her tired adolescence sat a warrior, someone tasked by her ancestors to save the planet, maybe even the entire realm. This was the other side of Zoe, this side was dubbed Omen by the public. 

They all thought Omen was some kind of enhanced human, not a hero, not a villain, just someone who was always there, always watching. But Omen stuck to the shadows of the streets and in similar way, so did Zoe.

With a flick of a hand her suitcase opened wide and her eyes turned entirely black as strange mist emanated from them. In a matter of moments her small bag of belongs unpacked and swirled around her room like a controlled storm, each item of clothing folding itself or setting itself down nicely in a cabinet or on a desk. It was a beautiful, swirl of shadows, like spilled ink in water, and like a master puppeteer Zoe manipulated each string.

 As it slowed, her eyes returned to normal and she took a deep breath in, the lights flooding the room taking away from the effect of her abilities. She flopped into her chair and pulled out her inhaler from her purse, taking a deep breath and then letting it out. Maybe this whole College and hero thing was harder then she thought.

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A beautifully sunny day soon turned sour, storm clouds gathered above the once clear skies of the field, rumbling with electricity. A bolt of lightening cracked through the clouds striking the open plains below, the impact warming the area with an array of heavenly light rather than a burning fire. From The sky above following the path of the bolt, fell a strange grey ball, tucked, spinning and falling fast. It hurled towards the ground, only picking up speed as it started to rush towards the treeline. Unknown to the unconscious Val, she was soon approaching the ground, her lifeless body hurling towards the earth.* 

“Wake UP!”

Shouted a booming voice in her head, causing the falling Valkyrie's eyes to shoot open accompanied by a startled yelp as she soon realized the predicament she was in. With the ground slowly approaching the young woman  unfolded her powerful wings and prayed to Odin that one strong flex would be enough to lessen the impact of her fall.  She flapped her wings, the dust of the ground rushing away from the might gust of wind, She frantically flapped and managed to slow to a hover mere inches above the ground. With a sigh of relief the Valkyrie  slowly lowered herself to the ground, her brow furrowing as she elegantly folded away her wings. After a few seconds of the original thrill passed the young woman burst out into a soft laughter, looking around the field for any recognizable landmarks.

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“I’m 40 percent sure this I’ll work.” The young engineer chirped from behind her desk, her goggles still pressed to her face as sparks flew from her tinkering. “Only 40?”  The Jedi behind her called, she could practically feel the raised eyebrow from across the room. 

“Okay, Um… 100 percent sure it’ll  help you out, but only 40 percent that it’ll do what it’s intended to. That any better?” She called back, grabbing the small device and tossing it towards the Jedi.

“That’s impossible, how could you’ve already fixe-” “I didn’t, I said-” She interrupted in a sing songy voice. “40 percent sure it’ll give your saber a little boost, but if, and only if, it fails, then there is a 100 percent chance it’ll explode.”

Her comment was met with the wide, slightly angry eyes of the Jedi staring her down like a hawk ready to pounce, his breathing quickening like a panic “Just chuck it and run Jedi.” She smirked turning back to her table and turning an unnecessary generator on to avoid the oncoming barrage from the vexed Jedi.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I can write to match your length if needed but I never typically pass discords character limit unless I see it’s necessary. I also like to keep things moving and I will sacrifice length, but never quality, to keep us rolling along. Platform: Discord (I like setting up servers for the rp)

Preferred length and Style: Literate, Para/Multipara

Genres of interest: Slice of life with a genre twist is normally my fav but I’m really down for anything!

 Intro: Hi I'm Ai! I love rp and creating unique storylines and character dynamics! I am overly passionate about making ocs and I love bio crafting and making a well fleshed and rounded character! All of these prompts can be expanded into a small group DM of 2-4 people so don’t be afraid to bring that up to me in dms! ALSO! If you have any plots you’ve come up with that you’d think I’d like to join or any plots that require characters I play at the end of my sheet let me know!

What I'm looking for in (a) Partner(s)

- Responsible rpers (people who follow through with actions, plotlines, arcs etc, no god-moding or power playing)

-Players who are literate

-Creative rpers who are genuinely excited by the plot or even players who have their own ideas or spin on it -Distinct pairings, let me know if you have pairing preferences for romantic plots or even platonic pairings. I play all genders and most sexualities.

When dming me Let me know which prompt inspired you! Shoot me ideas and ask me about world lore, I love those kinds of intros! If you thought of a char automatically then send me that too! <3 Specificity is key, the more you write in your opening dm the better **TBH**.

EXTRAS

For now let's keep it pg-13 but if we both agree and grow comfortable with each other then we can move onto MILD R+ On the topic of FCs- I don’t mind if you use drawings or realistic FCs so go ahead and use whichever you prefer. On the topic of bios- I’m willing and open to use any detailed bio format you prefer, just send it to me once we settle the rp and I’ll happily fill out your preferred form (as long as its detailed)

NO SELF INSERTS PLEASE My personal don’ts (Meaning I won’t do’em)- Futa, or strange kinks (Like weirdly specific kinks talk to me before hand), Incest, beastiality NSFW with minors (Minor x Minor and Minor x adult both in character and out of character, I will not erp with minors!), Pure monester sex (Im talking like ogres n shit. Things that appear human such as werewolves in their human form, shapeshifters in human forms or vamps are fine) 

Pure Smut no plot RP with self inserters or their chars Anything that involves me tailoring my characters appearance to what you want, dick size, cup size etc, it’s just something I’m not comfy with.

Now on to the prompt gallery…

Prompt 1: “Two Halves Of The Apartment”  

A supervillain and a superhero are roommates, but they don't know each other's secrets.  They both live their little secret lives, but mostly I would want to focus on the out of costume dynamic. I tend to play villains but if needed I can flex to hero. OC X OC Genres: Comic Book/Slice of life (Sub cat- Young heroes)

Prompt 2: “A Whole New World?” Sirens, the  mythical half humans  from the sea and lakes were only supposed to be legend, but some legends ring true.. In this I'm looking for someone to play human, at least 18 or older. I'd rp as a merperson who saves your char from drowning after a night of partying at the beach. The plot I had in mind was rather Ariel-ish, but with a modern twist.  Like all other prompts if you have any ideas to bring to the table then dm me and we can chat! OC X OC Genre: Slice of life with a twist Extras: idk im just excited by this one and I have some cute/interesting Sirens planned

Prompt 3: “In Your Wild Mind.” 

Borderlands 2 Krieg X Maya, I'd be happy to play whoever. Based off the advertisement "A meat bicycle built for two," where we learn the inner workings of Krieg's mind. CANON X CANON Genre: Predetermined Universe (Borderlands, Borderlands 2 etc)

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Prompt 4: “Jump to lightspeed” I’ve had some hopes of playing a star wars oc either with another oc or canon character. I was hoping to find someone to help plot this as well so we both get what we want from it! I’m down for any time period but I’d prefer, but it’s not a deal breaker if we work out the time periods that we like the most. PRE EMPIRE ( if you want to play a Jedi) CANON X OC OR OC X OC Genre/fandom: Star Wars Extras: Any time period will work but I’m looking for a sort of straight character like a Jedi/Mandalorian to pair with an excitable little energy ball.

 My oc: She is a little mechanic/inventor girl who gets way too excited to watch things blow up or when her crazy plans always somehow work out. I was hoping to have a more relaxed or even serious character play against her so they’d balance each other out, maybe a Jedi or Mandalorian.

Prompt 5: “Bringing down a God.” Your father was the CEO of Athena, the company that single handedly monetized the internet, while Athena's methods were shady you never gave your families success second thought until your computer was hacked by the infamous hacker Ghost. No one knew who their real identity they only knew one thing, Ghost was good- very good at their work.. The next morning you bumped into a dusty pink- haired classmate, observantly quiet the girl moved on with her day, but something about that interaction sent shivers down your spine...

Currently looking for someone to Play the child of the Athena CEO as I have a neat hacker character planned out. We can talk lore and world set up once in dms but I'm super excited about this one! OC X OC (TDLR Master hacker X Biggest fraud company CEO’s Son.) Genre: Cyberpunk/ Dystopian Extras: Let's talk tech in dms, if you have any cool ideas LMK!

Prompt 6: “Hint of Magic.” https://open.spotify.com/track/18DaSMSqc40nV8cDhdLemj?si=5wUcyTvlR2Ctl9Mw3k3JrQ Slice of life, religious with a sprinkle of added fantasy (but its based on IRL witchcraft).  They were always a quiet person, blending into the background of your school, never going to parties, never going to football games, they were just one of those people. So when you ran into them in the forest meditating with a strange green-ish glow around her like a halo you stopped dead in your tracks.The glimmering green glow and ribbons of brown and red leaves swirled around their head. Their typical monotone voice came out as a mix somber and harmonic hums. Their chants soon turned into small grunts of effort, causing smaller twigs and branches to orbit around them at increasing speed. The objects blended with the green glimmers, spinning around them in different directions. The scene built to an eerie climax, the energy seemingly rushed in towards them, leaving all the items it had swept up to fall sharply back into place. Their eyes were forced open and they took a gasping breath, the shock causing them to fall to the  grass bed below. Green magic sizzled out of them like a fried, overused electronic as they struggled to sit up, still attempting to catch their breath. Backing up you heard a crack crack, looking down at your feet you saw a twig snapped in half thanks to your hiking shoes. With a sharp twist they turned around, looked at you with wide fearful eyes and passed out..  OC X OC (TDLR- Witch X Human high school/college age) 

Genre: Slice of life with a hint of a fantastical twist Extras: The non witch character can be anything really, Human, Lycan etc. But I’d rather play a human X a witch and I’d be happy to play either role. Prompt 7:”Steal your heart.” Locked in your tower you felt safe from the bandits, your father the king, made sure you and your siblings were well protected, educated and trained in magic. One night, it almost all fell, you saw a hooded figure down the hall after peaking out of curiosity ~~`even after your father told you to hide.~~ You saw that symbol, the bear under the golden star on the figured cloak, it was the thieves guild.. Footsteps approached your door before it swung open, a perfect copy of your father reaching his hand out finally saying it was okay to come out. He said you had go flee into the families safe, as it was the safest place in the castle. Something about him felt **off** and the figure looked at you, not with stern love in his eyes like your fathers but with a certain hunger reserved for thieves and stalkers of the night. The figure’s confidence started to shatter, slowly dropping the disguise, his clothing changing into the green and brown rouge suits of the thieves, a hood over their face. “Not so easily fooled, I like you (Prince/Princess/NB-Royal), maybe I’ll get you next time…” You could only see a cheshire like smirk before the figures form turned into a little black crow and flew out the window. OC X OC (TDLR- Shapeshifter leader of the kingdoms band of Thieves X Magical Royal/ next in line for the throne **OR** a castle guard. Genre: High Fantasy

Extras: Looking for a sort of cheeky vibe Like Aladin and the guards, something where both of out chras have a strange internal conflict about the situation after learning each other's secrets. I love my lil shapeshifter boi and I miss playing them. Prompt 8: “Ghost down the hall.”

The apartment next door had been empty of ages, that’s what the landlord said at least, but on some nights the door rattled and lights flashed into the hallway. One morning  someone walked straight through the door. (TD-LR) Ghost X Human who just learned they could see said ghost Genre: Slice of life/Fantasy/Platonic Extra- Im down to play whichever char and I would like to brainstorm with my partner on this one as it is a bit more personal. I can see this one turning into a small group dm of about 2-4 if my partner is open to that, if not then we can Multi-RP. OC X OC (X OC) Prompt 9: “In the arms of the ocean.” Much like prompt number 2 this prompt involves a  Human (Pirate of any gender) and a Siren (of any gender ) Who become friends/lovers/enemies (whatever we want. I would like to brainstorm with my partner on this one but I’m super excited about it. OC X OC Genre: Historical Fiction/Fantasy Extra: I would be down for playing either character so if you have a preference, just let me know when you dm me. Prompt 10: “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” It was supposed to be easy for the angel, just go down, make sure hell hadn’t taken any extra souls. The angel carefully set themselves down at the entrance of the first circle of hell, then saw them, a demon.. (Basically Angel meets demon, one falls for the other) (please note this was a 3am idea but I just wanted to write it down and maybe expand upon it later) OC x OC Genre: Romantic/Fantasy/Modern- Bickering lovers, I can see this prompt going multiple ways so it’s something we should discuss in dms. Extra: Bonus points if in dms we can work out a way to get them to the human world and looking human. Again 3am thought, might come back and amend this portion.

Prompt 11: Beautiful creature

"They were brought here for a reason.... some of them didn't understand how to control their power, some of them were  skilled, but made frightening choices.... but all that mattered to Blake was that they were safe... or  the world is safe from them and It was her mission to figure out what made each and every one of them tick..."

The mansion was hidden deep within the Canadian woods, but on the inside it felt more like a prison. Madame Blake ran a tight lab. They were brought there because they possessed some ability, some power that frightened the normal world. So they were locked up, but the rusted metal bars on the room didn't feel like a cage, it felt like home. And no matter how many times Blake prodded and poked them , she was still their mother.... in a strange twisted sense..

From the moment they arrived they were being fashioned into something, something destructive... well they have always seen government officials around, maybe that was their  purpose. Blake was always pushing them  to their limits, breaking them from the inside and out, pitting them  up against each other in the basement, but still preaching that they were teammates, family. Some of them have gone on missions, against their will of course, not much to fight over when there is a bomb in their neck... but she still preached she loved them, that she understood them. Despite all the horrible things they've been put through some small part of them  still called it home...

Ever since the UN was disbanded a small secret faction of nations started to notice strange cases across the globe. They funneled their resources and created a top secret facility to study these enhanced humans.They called it Blakes orphanage.

After years of secrecy some of the children managed to escape and tell their stories, showing the world what they could really do. Some feared them, some hated them, some took pity, and you can choose how your char feels about these genetic anomalies but, one just saved your characters life and is now asking for help integrating into society....  OC X OC

Genre: Sci-Fi, Gritty psych, hint of platonic/romantic dynamics.

Extra: Im rather excited about this one and I’d be willing to play either character tbh, I just phrased it that way for ad purposes. I'd prefer playing the escapee but if you'd rather then we can talk about lore and stuff!

Prompt 12: Teenage Heroes Basic idea: Peter Parke/Other teen Cannon hero/ or teenage hero OC r x OC/ Raven, Zatana/ other teen hero  We should have a little convo in dms and plot together but I do have some ideas  OC X OC, CANON X CANON, OR CANON X OC Whatever you’d prefer Genre:Marvel/ Superhero/teen/possible romance Extra:Just super excited about this one!

Prompt 13: Tame the hive

Basic idea: Guy meets girl, guy falls in love, guy meet sanother guy and falls in love again, guy finds out he fell in love with a hive mind. OC X OC

Genre: Sci-fi/slice ofl ife

Extra: idk I really like this idea….

Prompt 14: The Speedster and the ____

Basic Idea: Just looking for some Flash (TV show) rp I don’t care if its cannon or OC as long as you don’t care either! OC X CANON, CANON X CANON Whatever you’d prefer Genre: Fandom (DCTV The Flash) Extra: Extra points if you play Barry or Cisco!

Prompt 15: The Rifts

Basic Idea:  The rifts and dimensional tears from Into The Spider-verse are bleeding through Manhattan, allowing character from any comic reality to join forces. If we do this plot we can adjust the main villain, who made the collider etc. I’m just hoping to try unique pairing of either, OCs and Canon Characters or Canon Characters from different universes.

Genre: Superhero (Marvel/DC

Extra: OC X CANON OR CANON X CANON **Groups** I also run a unique power rangers rp so if you’d like to join that please feel free to dm me!

 -Characters I can play

*OCs*

OC-  (Universe- Original) Pan- Escapee from a Human Experimentation Prison with the power to mimic others, but slowly forgets their true self

OC-(Universe DC/Marvel) Darwin Blake, Ballerina with a fuck you attitude (in her universe she can walk through walls and phase but I can play her Vanillia/no powers as well)

OC-(universe- BNHA/DC/Marvel) Ai Hikari, Hero in training with a troubled past.

OC-(Universe- DC/Marvel) Lucas Dobbs Artistic Boy with cataracts who has slight light manipulation abilities

OC-(BNHA/Cyberpunk) Tamashi Mortus-Yurei, a cold and distant tinkerer with a knack for computers.

OC-(Universe DC/Marvel) Omen- Dark anti/hero with a strange set of powers tryna live her life and maybe, maybe do some good.

OC-Starwars/Scifi/Space Adventure-  Pele Elidi (goes by P or phoenix), Engineer/Pilot with a knack for blowing things up. She’s not the best “people person”  but she’s much smarter than she lets on.

OC-Harry potter/Fantasy- A Metamorphmagus/Shapechanger, who is adept at flying. OC-Lyria-Fantasy/Pirate/Historical Fantasy- A siren with a vengeance for pirates. OC-Fantasy/Harry Potter-Cassandra Dellisopolous,a  Bard with prophetic poetry. Clumsy, shy but rather smart. OC- Fantasy- Valencia Eros- A fallen Valkyrie on a mysterious quest. OC- Fantasy- Nieve Iglas- A disgraced/ runaway princess OC- Dystopia- Mars Erivas-  A non binary human, snake hybrid, who fights for equality, by playing both sides. OC-Historical/Pirate- Kieras Nighte Actually a rather smart one, well, if he was sober enough to think, like, ever. OC- Justin Fletcher- A ghost who is stuck living in his old apartment as he tries to solver his murder from the other side.

OC- Dystopia- Devon Aeroni- A black panther/Human hyrbrid and domestic terrorist, who thinks the only way to equality is through the destruction of pure blooded humans.

OC-Percy Jackson or historical- Kassandra Pythia- a clumsy daughter of Apollo, who eventually learns that she can be strong and kind at the same time. OC-Percy jackson- Espina Tierra- Daughter of Gaia

OC- Superhero/BNHA- Neb Evanescet- A cloudy boy OC-Dnd/High Fantasy- Warforged Cleric who is Oblivious baby

Oc-Dnd/high Fantasy-Pixie rouge

OC-DND/high fantasy- Clumsy Artificer who is also baby

OC-DND/high fantasy- Tiefling Aerialist of Rakdos.

OC-DND/High Fantasy Faelyn ranger (Rabbit)

OCs- Power rangers-

*Canon Chars*

(if I missed some chars or there are any you are wondering about please ask!! <3)

Katara-ATLA

Sokka-ATLA

Toph-ATLA

Zuko-ATLA

Lena Duchannes- Beautiful Creatures

Marceline-Adventure Time

PB-Adventure time

Sirens-Pirates of the Carribbean 

Tracer-OW

Widowmaker-OW

Hermione Granger-HP

Ron Weasley-HP

Weasley Twins-HP

Harry-HP

Steven- SU

Pearl-SU Garnet-SU

Connie-SU

Amethyst-SU

Literally any umbrella academy character

Percy- Percy Jackson

Grover-Percy Jackson Annabeth-Percy Jackson

Violet- AHS Murder House

Black Cat-Marvel

Poison Ivy-DC

Harley Quinn-DC

Supergirl-DC

Starfire-DC

Terra- DC Caitlin Snow- DC

Blake Belladonna- RWBY Yang Xiao Long-Rwby

Nora-Rwby

Ruby Rose-RWBY

Ramona Flowers- Scott Pilgrim

Kim Pine-Scott Pilgrim

Wallace Wells-Scott Pilgrim

Literally any character from The Magicians

Lightning round- sentence starters “Don’t give it all up for me.” “Before you read this there are things you should know about me.” “Where you go now, I can’t follow.” “For the love of god will you stop shutting me out!” “Why should I ever listen to you again?” “I gave you my infinite trust, you give me this?”

A: “Why didn’t you tell me?!”  B: “I wanted to avoid this!”

“You figured it out didn’t you?” “You know sometimes I want to stab you, like really stab you” “Yea but we both know that wouldn’t do much.”

[velarishiku]

Velari Shiku- - ‘Vel, Velari’ (Mateus/Crystal)

THE BASICS ––– –

Age: 24 (?)

Birthday: 28th Sun of the 3rd Umbral Moon (6/27)

Race: Half-Elezen (Hyur/Elezen)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Homosexual

Marital Status: In a relationship with Jade Kenor ( @weaveroftruth ) (Updated 6/12/2019)

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE ––– –

Hair: Short, jet black naturally. Currently dyed red.

Eyes: Light, piercing green.

Height: 5′0

Build: Toned and fit from wearing heavy armor all the time during combat.

Distinguishing Marks: Light scars cover most of her torso, arms and legs. Pointy ears. Bright green eyes.

Common Accessories: A black choker, or the emerald pendant given to her by Jade. A Pair of matching daggers with the word ‘Shiku’ on them; she is never found without these things.

PERSONAL ––– –

Profession: Adventurer, Bodyguard, and Chef.

Hobbies: Cooking. Cooking. A lot of cooking. Travelling. Music.

Languages: Common; knows enough of the other languages to read, write and speak them at a passable level.

Residence: Living in Jade Kenor’s Lavender Beds estate.

Birthplace: Limsa born. Grew up majority of her life in Thanalan.

Religion: None.

Patron Deity: If one were to be chosen, Oschon.

Fears: Failure. Letting the ones she cares about down. Loneliness. (Namazu).

RELATIONSHIPS ––– -

Spouse: None.

Children: None.

Parents: ???, ??? (Status unknown.)

Siblings: One, brother. Status unknown.

Other Relatives: Unknown.

Pets: None.

TRAITS ––– -

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION ––– –

Smoking Habit: Never. Drugs: Never. Alcohol: Occasionally/Rarely.

RP HOOKS ––– –

Chef; Vel is a -very- good cook, and has worked briefly in the Bismarck (among many other restaurants) in the past. If you’ve been there before, you may have seen her there. Or, perhaps you need a chef for an event, or even catering! 

Maid; At one point in her life, Vel has worked as a maid for a wealthy Ul’Dahn merchant. Perhaps you dealt with said merchant in the past and have seen her, or maybe you even -were- said merchant?

Adventurer for hire; Vel has done lots and lots and lots and lots... Of adventuring, mercenary, and bodyguard work. Odds are if you work in a similar profession, you’ve heard of her, or have heard her name before when asking about someone to hire. She will typically do just about anything without qualms. 

Immortal Flames; She used to be in the immortal flames for a time. She did not achieve a very high ranking, but perhaps you saw her around various sites, guarding encampments or running errands in uniform in the past.

Traveler; Vel has traveled far and wide by now, and is not exactly someone who blends in with the crowd. Her pointy ears and, typically, heavy armor tend to make her stick out a bit.

Triple Triad Enthusiast; She absolutely loves Triple Triad, and has a decent collection. She hangs out in the TT area of the saucer from time to time and plays there. Much of her winnings are probably spent on cards.

Lack of magic; Vel has an enormous well of aether, but has no access to any of it, making her incapable of using magic. If you are adept at seeing these sort of things, you’d absolutely notice it. Maybe you know how to help?

CONTACT INFORMATION  ––– –

You can reach out to me here initially (Tumblr DMs) if you’ve got any ideas or questions, and discord can be given on request (preferred method).

About me  ––– –

I am typically available in game in the afternoons and evenings (Mountain Time). I am very frequently available outside of game (typically, on discord). I would prefer in-game RP, but I am not opposed to discord RP. I am male IRL. 

I am open to just about any kind of RP, whether it be slice of life, action, darker themes, etc... Just not looking for one-off ERP sessions.

This is my first real ‘OC’, and I have not been in the RPC for very long, so please forgive me if it’s a bit simple. About damn time I made one of these...

Thanks for reading!

[voidtekarc]

Arcuris Rilanox

New OC - LF RP Contacts

basics ––––

NAME: Arcuris Rilanox

AGE: 29

RACE: Garlean (Pureblood)

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Heterosexual

MARITAL STATUS: Single (Widower)

SERVER: Mateus

physical appearance ––––

HAIR: Silver

EYES: Pale, bright blue. Silver pearly middle eye.

HEIGHT: 6′7″

BUILD: Tall and muscular

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A scar runs along the bridge  and ends along the bottom of the right side of his nose. A smaller scar lies along the side of his right cheek. On the same cheek there is a very jagged, blood red tattoo. If without clothing, there is a large nexus of thin scars and small holes along his major bone structures lining his body as if some kind of medical procedure took place.

COMMON ACCESSORIES: Most of the time he will be wearing head gear, bandanas or any form of garment to cover up his garlean eye in the middle of his forehead. He has advanced and tough body armor underneath a large trench coat. He always carries around his weapons and equipment (gunblade, pistols, shotgun, rifle, even a flamethrower), concealed for the most part unless he is in battle. A first aid kit will always be found on him as well as plenty of ammunition and even various explosives. Around his neck he has an elegant locket with a picture of a loved one on the inside.

personal –––-

PROFESSION: Weapons Designer / Creator, Mercenary (Gunbreaker / Machinist)

HOBBIES:Training / target practice, engineering weaponry / equipment, mechanical maintenance, reading, and adventuring.

LANGUAGES: Common,

RESIDENCE: Traveler. Uses his extensive funding to rest in inns or secluded locations.

FEARS: Not seeing his family ever again or avenging the death of his brother.

relationships –––-

SPOUSE: Lariscia (Wife - Deceased)

CHILDREN: None.

PARENTS: Allilvius (Father), Viamana (Mother)

SIBLINGS: Gellerius (Brother - Deceased)

OTHER RELATIVES: Unknown

FRIENDS: None

traits –––-

extroverted / introverted / in between

disorganized / organized / in between

close minded / open-minded / in between

calm / anxious / in between

disagreeable / agreeable / in between

cautious / reckless / in between

patient / impatient / in between

outspoken / reserved / in between

leader / follower / in between

empathetic / unemphatic / in between

optimistic / pessimistic / in between

traditional / modern / in between

hard-working / lazy / in between

cultured / un-cultured / in between

loyal / disloyal / in between

faithful / unfaithful / in between

additional information –––-

SMOKING HABIT: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

DRUGS: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

ALCOHOL: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

possible hooks –––-

Weapons designer and crafting - He has wide knowledge of weapons and systems designed be Garlemald which gives him insight on their weaknesses and also how to replicate and counter them effectively.

Mercenary - Will take on many jobs that exploit his skills of being a  powerful and battle hardened super weapons of Garlemald. He has to make a living to get supplies and pay for his imagination for creation habits.

Not too many friends - His garlean heritage and also his past military service to his home nation have left him targets of bounties and has made him a lot of enemies, especially those who are of Ala Mhigan descent. He is also considered a traitor and deserter of the Garlemald so his list of allies is very thin. If you want to be his friends you’re going to have to earn deep respect and trust.

Secrets lurking within - His metabolism rate is astounding which stretches well beyond normal limits. His wounds heal rapidly, he possessed super human strength, and his senses are unnaturally high, and can see aether currents as well as harness magic. This points to some kind of experimentation done to him while he served Garlemald.

what I’m looking for ––––

Anything really. Friends. Enemies, Etc.

oocly, I am ––––

Not a new player to the FFXIV RP community but this is my second OC that I have created.

Work most days of the week and only really up late on Fridays and Saturdays. I am on Eastern Standard Time (EST) time. Late night anything on the weekdays is usually a no go for me. Typical 9-5 weekday work schedule (EST).

NOT interested in ERP. But you might find blood, gore, etc is my writing sometimes (not always) and I will always tag it. Anything romantic in the fashion of behind closed doors topics is fade-to-black ONLY.

you can contact me via ––

Tumblr DM @arcurisrilanox

Discord - Ask me!

In-game on Mateus - Arcuris Rilanox

[gentlertides-blog]

U’tuulivu Nunh [Crystal] LFRP

@gentlertides​:

The Basics ––– –

Age:  Early to Mid 20′s (Between 22 to 26, depending on Time antics.)

Birthday: 1st Sun of the 5th Astral Moon

Race: Seeker of the Sun Miqo’te

Gender: Male

Marital Status: Unmarried

Server: Balmung (Crystal DC)

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Shaggy, red hair, usually allowed tof all in his eyes.

Eyes: Soft blue, almost periwinkle in tone.

Height: 5’10″

Build: Extremely thin, almost looks malnourished, with very little muscle tone.

Distinguishing Marks: Has distinct scratch marks down his back and sides. Also always has darker circles under his eyes.

Common Accessories: Tuuli is often seen with his chest or sides bared.  He hates restrictive clothing, and will never wear anything that covers his upper half too much.  Usually, he prefers light-weight fabrics, and wears crystalline accessories...since he finds them pretty and took a fascination to them upon coming to Limsa.  

Personal ––– –

Profession:  Adventurer, Arcanist

Hobbies: Weaving, Cooking, helping traveling companions with chores

Languages: Eorzean, and conversational Garlean so far, though he’s eager to learn more.  Can read Allagan, well enough, but lacks the ability to speak it, and is in study of more written languages.

Residence: Generally tends to fall asleep wherever Tavilan is sleeping at the time, or at whatever inn room he’s nearest to.

Birthplace: Unknown

Religion: Quiet follower of Menphina

Patron Deity: Menphina, the Lover

Fears: Terrified of being used (the wrong way), violent people, other Miqo (sometimes), being alone

Personality: Gentle, loving, believes in the sanctity of life, and love.  He wants the best for those around him.  Tuuli would forget to sleep, and eat, if he didn’t have someone to remind him, and once he’s attached to someone, he dotes.  He’s got a mind that loves to soak up knowledge, studious and bright,  Other people are always the most important thing in the world, and whatever he’s doing can wait a few more hours.

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None [In an open relationship with Tavilan Kagon]

Children: U’Sichana Tuuli, (Many more)

Parents: U’Makhos Tia  (Alive) x  U'kayden (Alive)

Siblings: U’Trialle Makhos, U’Rudra Tia, U’Msiba Makhos, U’Charon Tia, U’dagor Makhos, U’Algol Nunh (ALL Alive)

Other Relatives:  Too many to list.  Way too many.

Pets: None yet.

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: No. Drugs: No. Alcohol: Is curious, though has never really touched the stuff.

Possible Hooks ––– –

The Scholar: If you haven’t seen him in the Arcanist guild in Limsa, or hanging around the ports and many other guilds, you’ve found him in one of the other massive libraries somewhere in the main cities.  U’tuulivu is a man of knowledge, and he’s well known for his love of knowledge.  While he’s nervous about taking on jobs alone, he’s always eager to help, and if you tell him you’ve first hand knowledge of some ancient something or other?  He’s always eager to listen.  

The Storyteller and Traveler: From the time he left his tribe after choosing to renounce the life of a Nunh, Tuuli has heard so many stories.  He craves them like a body craves air, and wants nothing more than to hear the stories of every soul he meets, and then to share the stories he hears with the world!  The more fantastic, the better!  If you have the option to travel, he’ll follow you to the ends of the world.  He wants to see it all.  His own little corner will never be enough, and there’s far too much he’s never seen before.

 Current Scion of the Seventh Dawn: He was just adventuring.  He swore that was all it was.  It was something fun, a way to get some knowledge and next thing he knew, he got swept up with the Scions.  He will never complain, because the things he learns with them far exceeds what he might’ve learned on his own, but goodness, what madness has he gotten pulled in to...

Other: Anything.  Any combo, a former lover?  Tribe member?   Someone who knew him before he ran off?  Maybe a family member?   It really could be anything!  I’m always down to plot, and even open to new-ideas.

What I’m Looking For ––– –

Contacts and Friends!: So, SO new to in-game RP, so I need time and patience, but I would love some new friends and RP contacts.

SHIPS:  Tuuli is so sweet and innocent and shy.  He needs more corru I mean Ships!  Tav will always be a figure in his life, and someone he ships with, but it’s an open relationship <3  He is PANSEXUAL, so it’s totally open to anyone, and will be Poly, once we get him out from under his sweet little shy rock.

Friendships: Tuuli needs some more people who’re willing to pull him out from under his rock.

Shenanigans: Any kind of adventure/scholarly snafus and mishaps.

Slice of Life/Random Interactions: Random and crazy stuff is GREAT.

OOC and Roleplaying Preferences ––– –

I am a Graphic Communications student, who has serious health issues, so my time’s sporadic in-game, but I’m on Tumblr and Discord all the time.  We can definitely chat, and try to coordinate things, and I’m always willing to try out new stuff <3

I’m in CST, so I’m usually able to accommodate MOST stuff?  But my sleep schedule’s a bit weird, so we have to talk through that.

I’m on Discord a lot, so it’s often the easiest way to get a hold of me.

I’m still very new to in-game RP, and use the PS4 and a Chat Pad, and have super poor eyesight thanks to my health condition, so PLEASE BE PATIENT <3 I’m trying ;3;

OOC TALKING IS MY JAM.  I love plotting, and random IC chat, and just...Talking with my partners is so wonderful and amazing and perfect.  It makes me happy ;w;.  

My home world is Balmung.

Regarding M/ERP: I am more than happy to write it, HOWEVER, YOU MUST BE 18+.  I WILL NOT RISK JAIL TIME FOR YOU.  I enjoy smut.  So much.  Like I will write it all day and night if you let me.  It is not my be-all, end-all though. I love general interactions~

Contact Information  ––– –

Discord - Ask me <3

In Game - U’tuulivu Nunh

Tumblr -  @gentlertides

Items in this post subject to change if/when the need arises (regarding roleplay).

[benes-diction]

Character Profile - Celia Benes

Server: Mateus

((UPDATED JUNE 6, 2020))

the basics ––––

NAME: Celia bas (formerly ‘kir’) Benes

AGE: 20 (nearly 21)

RACE: Garlean Hyur

GENDER: Female

ALIGNMENT:  Anyone’s guess at this point. Leans towards Neutral/Chaotic Good.

SEXUALITY: Demisexual / Panromantic

MARITAL STATUS: In a committed relatiionship with Arduro tol Vocitus

physical appearance ––––

HAIR: White-blonde and long. Fairly straight, but curls slightly at the ends. (Currently cropped short and dyed a deep, jet black for her current plot.)

EYES: Pale blue (appears violet in most lighting)

HEIGHT: 4 fulms, 10 ilms

BUILD: Petite and waifish. Celia struggles to maintain a healthy weight and often looks ‘too skinny’ if she is stressed or her mind has been occupied.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Small birthmarks beneath her left eye and at the right corner of her mouth; a large horizontal scar stretching across her nose and onto her right cheek; Garlean third eye (always hidden in public, usually with a circlet or her hair)

COMMON ACCESSORIES: A circlet to cover her third eye; a zircon signet ring on her right index finger

personal ––––

PROFESSION: Insubordinate/Troublesome Medicus, Novice Adventurer, Self-Proclaimed Freedom Fighter

HOBBIES: Reading romance novels and poetry, watching theatrical performances (see also: people watching), playing violin

LANGUAGES: Eorzean, Garlean, Sign Language (mainly uses Ala Mhigan sign while in Eorzea, but knows Garlean sign as well), a few Doman words and phrases

RESIDENCE: Various inn rooms across the Eorzean city-states; an apartment in Shirogane when she’s overseas

BIRTHPLACE: Garlemald, in the capital.

PATRON DEITY: None (will lie and claim Althyk the Keeper if pressed)

FEARS: Forgetting the people she cares about, imprisonment, death, her older brother Caius.

relationships –––-

SPOUSE: None

CHILDREN: None

PARENTS: Lucius mal Benes (Father, NPC), Theodosia cen Benes (Mother, NPC)

SIBLINGS: Cato rem Benes (Eldest brother, NPC, deceased), Solina — Benes (Older sister, NPC, disowned), Caius rem Benes (Older brother)

OTHER RELATIVES: Caelia bas (formerly ‘van’) Ursus (Paternal Aunt); various other paternal/maternal aunts, uncles, and cousins; some half-Garlean cousins she is unaware of scattered throughout the provinces

PETS: A rambunctious Canis Pugnax puppy she’s named ‘Rem Canis’; an ill-tempered chocobo dubbed ‘Caius zos Chocobo’

traits –––-

extroverted / introverted / in between

disorganized / organized / in between

close minded / open-minded / in between

calm / anxious / in between

disagreeable / agreeable / in between

cautious / reckless / in between

patient / impatient / in between

outspoken / reserved / in between

leader / follower / in between

empathetic / unemphatic / in between

optimistic / pessimistic / in between

traditional / modern / in between

hard-working / lazy / in between

cultured / un-cultured / in between

loyal / disloyal / in between

faithful / unfaithful / in between

additional information ––– –

SMOKING HABIT: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

DRUGS: never / sometimes /frequently / to excess / medicinal purposes only.

ALCOHOL: never / very rarely / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

possible hooks ––– –

THE BENES BLOODLINE: The Benes family is an upper-class, fairly prominent family in Garlemald, with several members occupying high-ranking positions in the military and government. Her father Lucius is a Primus Medicus researching the application of magitek to prostheses. Someone from a similar Garlean upper-class background might recognize the signature Benes Blue eyes.

MUSICAL MOTHER: Theodosia cen Benes is a somewhat famous pianist and patron of the theatrical arts. When she was a child and young teen, Celia and her mother performed at several venues together. Fans of the theater might also recognize Celia from performances she attended.

POPULARES: While the Benes side of her family avoids voicing their political views, Theodosia and the rest of the maternal side of Celia’s family are staunch and outspoken supporters of the Populares. Celia resembles her mother enough that anyone who knows Theodosia could probably deduce that Celia is related.

MEDICUS, MIA: Celia interned at a training facility overseen by her aunt and then briefly served at a castrum in Ilsabard before being transferred to Eorzea, where her transport was attacked and she ultimately made her escape during the chaos. She has been reported as Missing in Action. People privy to this information might be curious to know why she’s obviously not.

A GARLEAN IN EORZEA: Celia tends to eavesdrop on conversations while relaxing around Ul’dah, especially when she hears about the Empire or places still under Garlean control. She thinks she’s being sneaky, but she really is not. She and her significant other are currently seeking a way to return to Garlemald with the intent to restore the republic and bring reform.

NOVICE ADVENTURER: These days, Celia spends most of her time doing adventurer work throughout Eorzea (with a preference toward Ul’dah) in the company of a red-eyed “Elezen” obsessed with chocolate ans sweets, a Hingan Miqo’te who normally has at least one magitek bauble on his person at all times, and/or a tall, broad-shouldered Hyur man who carries himself like a seasoned commander. She may lack the ability to use magic or manipulate aether, but when she’s not with her companions, she’s usually willing to lend a hand to other adventurers in need.

INSERT OTHER HOOK HERE: I’m not picky about hooks! I am very open to other possible routes, and I’m extremely open to pre-established relationships. If you have an idea, by all means let me know!

ooc information ––– –

I’m mainly looking for friendly contacts with Celia, but she’s bound to butt heads with people so enemies are also welcome!

I don’t do ERP. I will not budge on this. NSFW content is a-okay, but I refuse to write out characters actually doing the deed.

I’m on Eastern Standard Time, and will usually be online in the evening and late afternoon. Because I help take care of my grandparents, this may fluctuate depending on their needs and any emergencies that pop up.

I am extremely shy and have terrible anxiety. I can almost guarantee that I am more afraid of you than you are of me! It shouldn’t affect Celia and how I write her, but it will most certainly affect OOC interactions. I know it can be tough to deal with, but I ask that you be patient with me.

I’ve come to prefer RPing over Discord, but I have no issue RPing in-game or through Tumblr.

I mirror the writing length of who I’m writing with to the best of my ability!

I’ve come to prefer plot-driven, Mature RP and have no issue with darker themes, but am more than willing--and even eager!--to adapt to the comfort levels of who I’m writing with!

That said, you can mainly get my attention here on Tumblr or in-game on Celia Benes or my main Shizuko Sato, both on Mateus. 

(Please note that I’m a shy af mouse and it takes a lot of effort for me to combat anxieties to respond. I guarantee that if I don’t, it’s not because of something you’ve done! <3 Please don’t be discouraged!)

But if you’d prefer Discord, I’m willing to privately give you my info.

[darkenedsteppemoon-blog]

Run Himurano [Crystal] LFRP

@darkenedsteppemoon

The Basics ––– –

Age:  Early to Mid 20′s (Between 20 to 25, depending on Time antics.)

Birthday: 18th Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon

Race: Au Ra/Xala (Raen Appearance [has to do with Backstory])

Gender: Female

Marital Status: Unmarried

Server: Brynhildr (Crystal DC)

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair:  Pale blonde hair with white highlights, usually kept shoulder length.  White highlights are interspersed throughout.  She prefers it in a half-up style so it stays out of her face.

Eyes: Golden amber toned, with bright blue limbal rings.

Height: 5’6″

Build: Lithe and toned, all muscle. Think something akin to a martial artist, or dancer.

Distinguishing Marks: Body is covered in scars all over, though she has white scars all up her hands and arms that seem almost like cracks or lightning, stopping at her elbows.  

Common Accessories: Almost never seen without a choker of some sort, even in her most casual wear, and gloves or wraps on her hands.  She has a fondness for the color red, and wears either that, or the color black.

Personal ––– –

Profession:  Adventurer, Scion, DRK, DNC, MNK, Goldsmith, Weaver

Hobbies: Singing where she thinks no one can hear, swimming, Fighting with whoever’s still willing to spar with her.

Languages: Eorzean, the Xaela tongue, and conversational Garlean, and while she can write in Common, she’s abysmal at reading and writing in any foreign tongue and seems almost embarrassed when someone tries to teach her.  If you ask, she might tell you why...

Residence: Ala Mhigan Quarter, an Inn Room she keeps on hold

Birthplace: The Kagon tribe on the Steppe

Religion: None.  

Patron Deity: Rhalgr, the Destroyer

Fears: Hero-worship, Being seen as weak, Going home, Isolation, Complete darkness, Fuzzy caterpillars (no, seriously.), ever seeing her brother again.

Personality: Aggressive. abrasive, and rude, Himurano Run is not the sort of person you’d expect to be any kind of good with people, and yet when she finds someone she empathizes with?  She is capable of great gentleness and becomes fiercely loyal and protective.  A warrior at heart, and a lion, this woman will forever stand by those she loves.  She has a lot of fear in her past, and a lot of things she’s unsure about, and with a lack of a guiding hand, she tends to spiral.  Guiding herself is easy enough, though she tends to throw herself recklessly in to adventures in order to avoid things...it’s how she became involved with the Scions.

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None, single.

Children: None, ew.

Parents: Erden Kagon (Father, Deceased) x Badma Kagon (Mother, Deceased),  Himurano Akane  (Adopted Mother, Alive, Thaum [BRYN])

Siblings: Yul Kagon (Alive, Twin brother, and she is TERRIFIED of seeing him)

Other Relatives:  The Kagon tribe

Pets: An otter named Chow

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: No. Drugs: No. Alcohol: Oh gods yes, VERY heavily.

Possible Hooks ––– –

The Scion and Traveler: A daughter of the Steppe long come to Limsa, she was raised to fight.  She fell kind of accidentally in to the Scions’ laps and took up work with them as a Dark Knight. Run is fierce, headstrong, reckless, and loud.  It’s not hard for you to have come across her in your travels, in some dungeon or another, deep in a ruin, or in contact with the Scions themselves!  It’s not unheard of for her to frequent Ishgard as well.  It helps her get out her aggression, and she uses it as a way to vent.

The Dancer: To escape, and to pay honor to who she used to be, Run moonlights as a dancer.  Her performances happen all over Eorzea, and usually she finds a way to veil herself if she can.  She enjoys simply letting her body trace, turn, and pattern, so that she can show off...and maybe, if there’s any way, she’ll take someone home, get drunk, and fuck.  Dancing is her way to find release.

The Crafter and the Friend: What can she say?  She loves the rhythm of Goldsmithing and Weaving, both are a pattern, symmetry that life has often denied her.  It’s something she follows happily, and often loves to teach others!   However, when it comes to other people, she seeks out those that she knows need her.  She will sit by them, and make sure they’re well taken care her.  She can be doting, caring, and very much the mom-friend.

Other: Anything.  Any combo, a former lover?  Former family member?  From the Steppe or the Kagon tribe?   Someone who knew her before the day her parents died?   It really could be anything!  I’m always down to plot, and even open to new-ideas.

What I’m Looking For ––– –

Contacts and Friends!: So, SO new to in-game RP, so I need time and patience, but I would love some new friends and RP contacts.

SHIPS:  Run is Poly and Pansexual, and has yet to have an actual ship aside from an FWB ship, and a few canon-ships that I do with one regular partner.  I would love to branch out and try some new stuff, maybe find some new people, play in her new ‘verses.

Friendships: ....She is SO BAD AT MAKING FRIENDS -PUNTS HER-

Shenanigans: Any kind of adventure. or mishaps.

Slice of Life/Random Interactions: Random and crazy stuff is GREAT.

OOC and Roleplaying Preferences ––– –

I am a Graphic Communications student, who has serious health issues, so my time’s sporadic in-game, but I’m on Tumblr and Discord all the time.  We can definitely chat, and try to coordinate things, and I’m always willing to try out new stuff <3

I’m in CST, so I’m usually able to accommodate MOST stuff?  But my sleep schedule’s a bit weird, so we have to talk through that.

I’m on Discord a lot, so it’s often the easiest way to get a hold of me.

I’m still very new to in-game RP, and use the PS4 and a Chat Pad, and have super poor eyesight thanks to my health condition, so PLEASE BE PATIENT <3 I’m trying ;3;

OOC TALKING IS MY JAM.  I love plotting, and random IC chat, and just...Talking with my partners is so wonderful and amazing and perfect.  It makes me happy ;w;.  

My home world is Bryn for this character.

Regarding M/ERP: I am more than happy to write it, HOWEVER, YOU MUST BE 18+.  I WILL NOT RISK JAIL TIME FOR YOU.  I enjoy smut.  So much.  Like I will write it all day and night if you let me.  It is not my be-all, end-all though. I love general interactions~

Contact Information  ––– –

Discord - Ask me <3

In Game - Run Himurano

Tumblr -  @darkenedsteppemoon

Items in this post subject to change if/when the need arises (regarding roleplay).

[placesyoucallhome]

Gogobi Gobi

The Basics ––– –

Age: Mid to late twenties

Birthday: 26th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon

Race: Lalafell

Gender: Ambivalent, she or they

Sexuality: Pansexual

Marital Status: Single

Server: Mateus

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Light green and gold, style changes on a whim

Eyes: Lime green

Height: Almost 3 fulms

Build: Curvy, for a lalafell at least

Distinguishing Marks: Typical dunesfolk darker ears and nose

Common Accessories: Gold rings, necklaces, bracelets, ect

Personal ––– –

Profession: Info Broker, Professional Flirt

Hobbies: Flirting, drinking, collecting jewelry

Languages: Common

Residence: Ul’dah

Birthplace: Thanalan

Religion: None

Patron Deity: None

Fears: Running out of gil, wide open spaces, airships

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: Claims to have none

Siblings: Unknown

Other Relatives: Unknown

Pets: None

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: Socially Drugs: Infrequently Alcohol: Absolutely

RP Hooks ––– –

Djinn of Ul’dah- ‘Mercenary’ may be too harsh of a word for Gogobi’s liking, though it’s perhaps accurate. A sharp summoner willing to take the right job, for a high enough price. She won’t get her hands dirty for nothing, though she can’t say the same of her summoned beasties.

Drinking Buddy- Social drinking is the best drinking, and a party with popped bottles and a haze of smoke is a delightful place to hide for a night, and a perfect place to find new... friends.

Cavorting Courtesan- Gil runs much, but gossip covers the rest, and what Gogobi lacks in gold she’ll make up for in charming and cajoling information out of the elite. She’ll buy and sell rumors and leaks of all sorts, though she’s far more interested in the merchants and royalty of Ul’dah.

Syndicate Hopeful- And all that work won’t be for nothing, not if she can help it. A cozy spot near the syndicate, if not on the counsel itself, is her ultimate goal.

Goblin Sympathizer- Those of humble origin have made it to the Syndicate before after all, and why not a goblin raised orphan? Though she never showed quite the aptitude as she would have liked in the way of tinkering, she could certainly sell whatever her found family made and that was a just as useful skill. She takes personal offense at ill talk of the race, and many other beast tribes by proxy, having dealt with many over the years.

Contact Information  ––– –

OOC: Yo kiddos, I’m Ruhka, or Q, hell call me Gogobi or Places if you want, I don’t care! I’m primarily a paragraph rper that likes to match, and that’s still attempting to get into game rping, I might be a little slow to respond in game is all. I’m well and truly old enough to drink and I’d far prefer it if my partners were 21+ as well, and have a sporadically busy office job. I’m willing to do some mature topics, and plenty of dark topics, but erp is a no go right off the bat. But if it makes sense for the characters and I’m comfortable with your writing style that can change.

Contact: Feel free to poke or message me here, or send Gogobi random starters or questions (my anon is on)! If somehow you see me in game, toss me a whisper, or just /slap me, either works! If you’d rather my discord I can give that as well.

@ffxiv-crystal-rp​ @mooglemeet​ @crystalxivrp​

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