#independent rp starter

[anunkindncss]

The morning sun cast a golden glow over the lush gardens of the Bridgerton estate, illuminating the dew-kissed petals and casting playful shadows along the gravel paths. Colin strolled through the garden, his thoughts wandering as freely as the butterflies flitting about the blooms. His family’s estate was a haven of beauty and tranquility, a stark contrast to the bustling social season of London. Pausing by a particularly vibrant rose bush, Colin bent down to examine a delicate blossom, its rich fragrance filling the air. Lost in contemplation, he didn't notice the figure approaching until they were nearly upon him. “Good morning,” he greeted, straightening up with a polite nod, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. “I didn’t expect to find anyone else out here so early. The gardens are a perfect place for some quiet reflection, don’t you think?"

[thestoriesincoffeestains]

0 drafts. Like for a random starter. Newbies welcome.

Mindlessly bored. Can't find a show I want to watch, the book I'm reading is bleh, and the house is too quiet without bae here. Someone save me.

[crowns-and-claws]

Open

Open to: All

"Wh..where did you find that?" Candice asked with wide eyes. She thought she could leave the past in the past. Usually when she moved to a different place, she could completely forget about what happened in the city or cities before. "I...ummm...I used to be a stripper named Kandy Kane...and that used to be the picture of me outside the club I stripped in, but it was several years ago and I...I don't want to talk about it."

@indiestarter

[likeswallowstosea]

OPEN TO: Anyone CONNECTION IDEAS: Acquaintance, Friend, Study Partner, fellow art therapy major, have fun be creative! MUSE: Ferah Yilmaz MADE WITH: Beta Editor

“What are your plans for this weekend? A couple of us are planning on going to the gallery this Saturday, and I was wondering if maybe you’d like to come along.” Ferah smiles. It didn’t hurt to ask. The more company, the better. “I think we’re going out to Driskell’s for dinner afterward, too. You know, the fancy restaurant with all the greenery, if that factors into your decision. It'll be fun.”

[thefcw]

Open to: m (tops) Plot here: tldr; Caius is a prince of the enemy nation and got captured in battle. There are rumours of him liking being under men more than he likes leading them so to humiliate him and his family your muse decides to test out those rumours Connection: a king, prince, general etc. anyone of higher rank who is also Caius’ nations’s enemy

He didn’t come there easy, even if he was knocked out in battle Caius gave whatever fight he could when he was dragged towards the enemy encampment. Although he may have been a prince he was never the sophisticated type, instead of grand balls and culture Caius was more interested in living a life of a soldier as much as he could. And he preferred a certain type of company aside from the women hoping he would propose to them.

Eventually Caius was overwhelmed by the enemy soldiers, pressed on the ground and beaten until they could chain his hands and lock them to a support beam of a tent above him, stripping his bloodied clothes while they were at it. They seemed to go towards just holding and humiliating him, there was no torture yet but Caius wasn’t scared, he would get out one way or another. His planning was cut short when a familiar man walked into the tent, Caius would recognise the bastard anywhere. He was a sworn enemy after all, “Don’t consider this a victory, if anything I’ll make it my duty to be an inconvenience.”

[monsieur-lemort]

OPEN STARTER| Lestat &

Lestat watched until the other was over the surprise of the blonde seated, nonchalant and unperturbed on their couch in the dark room, the one lamp turned on reflecting against his preternatural blue eyes, “Are you done?” His tone bored, as if he had waited on a child to finish a tantrum, “I didn’t break in, I am no thief in the night,” he pushed himself off the couch, “a balcony with an open window is not secure, really mon chere be more vigilant,” he sighed, he had heard them in the sea of voices, his head had tilted and paused his train of thought and venture to where he had been headed, a small cafe to sit and hunt, then followed them here, beating them enough to slip in through the open balcony and wait for them to unlock the door and come in. “It is nice, this place, not my taste, but we both know I am…what are these mortals calling it? Boo-gee?” slang entertained him, he liked peppering his speech with it, laughing at the origins of some until he couldn’t stand it, then throwing the ones out he didn’t like.

[cuulprit]

꒰ ⌣  ɞ  ࣪⠀MUSE: MADELINE BARON , 38 , HOUSEMAID ( LIFELIKE AI ANDROID/ROBOT ) ꒰ ⌣  ɞ  ࣪⠀OPEN TO: anyone. ꒰ ⌣  ɞ  ࣪⠀PLOT IDEAS: your muse has either bought madeline or your muse's partner did, she was doing every task as you commanded but however, she appears to have become dangerously attached to your muse/ your muse's partner.

' you seem rather tired today ── i don't think it would be wise to dismiss me for the day. i am here to help ── that's what i was made for ── now, may i offer you a massage? or a beverage of your preference? i've made sure all corners of the house are spotless for today. '

[monstersxxorxxmen]

OPEN TO M/F/NB  WANTED CONNECTION: EITHER THE GHOST OR THE PERSON HE’S GIVING THE MESSAGE TO.

Usually Elliot didn’t try to help spirits move on, not anymore. The spirits didn’t have to suffer the damn consequences of going up to a possibly grieving person and delivering them a message or whatever it may be. But this ghost had been pestering him, Elliot hadn’t had a moment of peace in weeks and as annoyed as he was he was also sympathetic to the spirits plight.

Which is why he found himself standing around like a creep outside somewhere the spirit said the person the frequented often because he refused to look like a stalker and go to their home. He saw the person he needed to speak to “Remember I do this you leave me alone,” he muttered as he walked up to the person in question “Excuse me! Can I talk to you for a minute?”

[cocained]

open  to:  m/f/nb muse: damien lombardi, 30, hustler plot: enemies, frenemies, exes, etc.

"do you ever think we’d get along if you stopped trying so hard to dislike me? — or would that ruin all the fun for you?"

[supernovaisbad]

Johnny is standing on top of the Baxter Building, the flame on his palm casts stark shadows on his face as he looks over the restless city. He notices the footsteps getting closer as he glances over his shoulder. He lazily extinguishes the sole flame illuminating the rooftop, and leaves the two in near darkness, the only sources of light remain the distant neon signs below them. He faces the approaching silhouette as he nonchalantly leans against the guard rails

"It's about time you arrived. I had a date set up for today, so let's just get this over with, shall we?"

[theyareinsatiable]

open to: ( m / f / nb / trans ) muse: nicolette katz ( 40 / college professor / bi w. a female lean / human; anne hathaway ) plot: nicolette is trying to grade her student's papers but someone keeps distracting her. she's headstrong... but how strong is nicolette before she breaks?

"You are distracting me." Nicolette spoke plainly as her polished nails glided gracefully over the keyboard of her laptop. "I'm trying to finish grading these papers for tomorrow morning and you are just nonchalantly sitting across the room... topless with a cup of coffee in your hand? Are you trying to impress a magazine publisher so they could put you on the cover?" Despite the seriousness of the situation, Nicolette still couldn't help but giggle.

[anunkindncss]

" I almost forgot you only come around when you need me. "

[thestoriesincoffeestains]

[ ooc ]

It was so much easier to find new rp partners a decade ago.

[crowns-and-claws]

Open

Open to: All

"Caramel macchiato with extra foam and extra cream." Tilly smiled as she put the cup down on the table. "You must have a sweet tooth." she chuckled softly, just trying to make conversation. "Did you want anything else?" she asked already reaching for the pad and pen in her apron.

@indiestarter

[pinksopaque]

" i admit it , i hate those sexy costumes . like - why can't people dress up as a carrot or something ? not saying that i'd fuck a carrot , but definitely better than seeing someone dressed in trashy lingerie . "

open to : m / f / nb ! @indiestarter

[thefcw]

Open to: m Connection: cousin, uncle, godfather, family friend, father's business/political partner, etc Plot: Laura’s parents didn’t want her to stay home alone when they were off on a trip due to being extremely protective and controlling so Laura is staying with your muse. She feels guilty of being a “burden” to him so she is playing the perfect little housewife to make his life easier, and there is definitely a spark between them. Taboo and Age gap more than welcome! (Whether your muse has a child is optional!) - they could have already like cuddled, been subtly affectionate etc

It wasn’t exactly how she had planned her summer, her parents never let her go on trips with friends since college students weren’t know for their PG behaviour and her father wouldn’t allow a scandal to happen. Laura was raised with rose coloured glasses and it showed in her naive and kind personality. At least she didn’t have to be home alone when her parents were gone, instead she got a babysitter of sorts.

He had to work so Laura made it a point to do everything in the house so he wouldn’t have to worry about it. She cleaned, shopped, and cooked so he could come home for a warm meal. He had to work late that night so with all chores done Laura had food ready she could warm up for him if he was hungry. When she saw the headlights on the driveway she had to slow herself so she wouldn’t ambush him at the door. Once he was inside she approached him with a smile, taking his coat and handing him his favourite drink, “Are you hungry? Everything is done so you can just sit down and rest.” After hanging his coat Laura took his hand and gently pulled him towards the living room with a playful smirk,

“But who am I to order you around.”