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[morenaparisiense]

Caso utilizarem, comentem pg e rebloguem!!

[oblituspromohq]

𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗢𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗤  is  a  literate  based  roleplay,  based  in  a  fictional  town  that  does  not  appear  on  any  map.  Your  muses  stumble  across  a  tree  interrupting  their  path,  a  swarm  of  crows,  and  the  longer  they  travel  down  their  intended  road,  they  somehow  end  up  in  a  town  full  of  strange  and  suspecting  people.  Upon  asking  for  directions,  they’re  stuck  in  a  loop  each  time  they  try  to  get  back  to  the  highway,  only  to  arrive  back  in  town  where  they’d  started.  Night  time  is  forbidden,  as  creatures  roam  the  town,  feasting  on  it’s  residents  in  the  form  of  people  you  may  know,  or  playing  on  your  fears  to  lure  you  into  their  grasp.  Your  muse  is  now  stuck.  Is  this  purgatory ?  Are  they  already  dead?  Only  time  will  tell,  but  the  longer  they’re  here,  the  town  seems  to  have  a  mind  of  it’s  own.  Forcing  you  to  stay.  Only  the  talismans  around  the  town,  are  what’s  keeping  you  safe.  What  happens  now? 

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[noxtms]

THE NOXTMS SEASON TWO FINALE : coming soon !

[wickedsrest-rp]

Happy one year anniversary to the relaunch of Wicked’s Rest! It’s been such a fun, amazing year so far, and we’re so glad all of you here today were willing to take this leap with us and embrace it so enthusiastically! You guys are what make this place as special as it is and we wanted to celebrate you and all the characters you’ve created with a “Founding Day Celebration” in Wicked’s Rest. We have IC and OOC love to share with you all and we hope you join us in the fun.

The time has come once more for the annual Wicked’s Rest Founding Day Celebration! No one's really sure which Founding it's celebrating or who the supposed founders were but everyone's always down for a party. All kinds of activities are popping up around town but most of the action is by the Common.

Food trucks are parked all around the Common and plenty of picnics and outdoor games have popped up. The Peascake Factory has gone all out and brought two trucks. There's plenty of shrimp themed offerings across the board at multiple stands for some reason.

Viva Piñata irl lives on! The piñata's spotted earlier in the week have come out in full force and have been seen gathering together, as if plotting someone's demise. The cute, colorful piñatas have become animated and are hopping around town. Some people are ecstatic to chase them, whack them open, and get all the goodies inside. Others not so much. They might explode all on their own, too, and they aren’t all filled with candy.

There's, of course, plenty of Mysterious Leg merchandise on sale, including miniature replicas of the leg in every color. Someone even made plushies.

Club Cryptid has set up a booth nearby. They have photos of cryptid spottings from around town and are looking for help identifying and naming new ones. They're also offering starter kits for anyone who wants to come join and help them uncover the truth.

Mimes are out and about offering miming lessons. At least that's what we think they're offering. It's so hard to tell with them. Wait, did one just hinge open at the waist? Maybe it's contortionist lessons...

One of the local cults is handing out fliers declaring that Founding Day refers to the day that the the one who slumbers came to rest in this wicked place. Most of the fliers have ended up crumpled in the trash but maybe there's more to it…

As the sun sets, Resters make their way to the Whye River to send off their paper lanterns floating to the sea. During the day, there are stations to decorate them and it has become a town tradition to send off a lantern. Some people send off a hope or a wish for the next year. Others share their fondest memories from the year, hoping that the joy is spread. Some even send messages to lost loved ones with the hope that their lantern guides their way home. 

Share your lantern message with an ask to the main! They can be IC or OOC (though it might be good to indicate which) and they can be anonymous or not! Share any memes or memories you've had IC or OOC and anything else from the last year you want to remember

The residents of Wicked’s Rest are what make the town what it is. Sure, they can be a little unusual or off-beat, but that’s what gives the town its charm. Most of the time, Resters accept it for what it is, but there’s one person who wants to know what makes this town tick. Lavinia Cross is on a mission to map the town’s residents and won’t stop until she gets the scoop from each and every person she can. 

We threw together a little interview for you to fill out and post in character! You can copy the lead-in text if you like (and even edit it a bit to better suit your needs!!) and post it along with the interview itself! Just make sure you’re answering in character, using both action and dialogue (just like the lead-in!) And of course, this is totally optional!

Interview Prompt: 

You were stopped while out and about one day by a woman dressed in clothes that felt inspired by one of those old noir detective films. She asked if you had a few moments to speak to her about recent goings-on in town. You could decline the interview, but your interest was piqued. Did she know something you didn’t? Only one way to find out.

Lavinia Cross introduced herself with a beaming smile, preemptively thanking you for your time. She then peered over the rim of her red cat-eye glasses at you, squinting thoughtfully as she tapped the end of her pen against her lips. “Darling,” she barked in a transatlantic accent fit for the old-timey screen, “I’m going to need you to be brutally honest with me, here. It’s for the greater good! Don’t worry about sounding silly. I’ve heard sillier.” She threw a wink your way and lowered her pen to the notebook in her hand, sucking in a sharp breath before launching into her first question.

“How have you changed since moving to Wicked’s Rest?” Oh. It was a question about you. Maybe she needed to establish a baseline, first? Well, that was fine. Onward with the interview!

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Question 1: If you’re not a lifetime local, what brought you to Wicked’s Rest? 

Answer **in character** here!

Question 2: How have you changed since moving to Wicked’s Rest?

Answer **in character** here!

Question 2: If there was one thing you could change about our town, what would it be and why? 

Answer **in character** here! etc...

Question 3: What do you think caused the formation of the Serpent's Flat? 

Question 4: What do you think happened to Jedidiah Hodge Sr.? 

Question 5: Have you heard of the Good Neighbors? Do you believe their claims that the Flat and the Null Impact Crater have something to do with the skyquakes and disappearances? 

Question 6: Have you touched the Leg?

Question 7: Will you touch the Leg?

Question 8: Where do you think the sinkholes go?

Question 9: What’s your opinion on the booming stray dog population in town? 

Question 10: Are you afraid of the fog?

No celebration would be complete without a soundtrack to go with it! To get the party started, we put together a playlist full of songs that make us think of our favorite town and the place you’ve helped create with us. But we can’t do it alone! We’re sharing the playlist and asking you all to collaborate with us. Add the songs that make you think of Wicked’s Rest and get you in the mood to write so we can enjoy the vibes together! 

You can find a link in our discord in the #wickeds-content channel!

NOTE: Please be conscious of triggers when adding songs to the playlist. We know it’s not our typical media so we figured it was worth a reminder. If in doubt, leave it out or send a modmail to check!

[noxrecruits]

WHAT IS ALIVE AND WHAT ISN'T,

@noxtms is an appless and highly au group set in a modern golden trio era. ten years have passed since the battle of hogwarts, which saw not only the death of harry potter, but the defeat of lord voldemort at the hands of the surviving dumbledore’s army. ten years, where individuals grieved, grew, and moved on - their peace tentative in the way it always is and ruined when the rumors of bellatrix lestrange & her associates attempting a resurrection proved correct. the dark lords last and best lieutenant succeeded in returning him to life, though the return of the boy who lived and regulus black proved to be an unintended side effect. it has become obvious to the survivors of the second war that nothing, not even peace, lasts. everything ends, though you never quite step into the same stream twice. the new threat has well & truly arrived, and it’s up to you to decide whether this time, all will be well.

                                    AND WHAT SHOULD WE DO ABOUT IT?

[fromoblitushq]

Accepted ! Welcome to Oblitus NOAH ADLER we hope you survive the night ! Be sure to grab your CHECKLIST, and remember.. whatever you do, don’t open the door.

| matthew lillard & he/him | Congratulations, NOAH ADLER survived another night. The town would certainly feel less safe without a them close by. Not to mention, we can’t lose another MECHANIC, plus they’re only 28 years old. Crazy to think, it’s been 3 MONTHS since their arrival, though in a place like Oblitus it can feel much longer. Good thing they’re staying at the COLONY HOUSE. Almost like it happened yesterday, they still remember NEW YORK, and where they came from. It’s no secret, they were SEARCHING FOR PHOTO-WORTHY HIDDEN GEMS WHEN A SUDDEN SWARM OF CROWS FORCED HIM OFF HIS PATH when they came across the tree, and is still keeping them up at night. Truth be told, they’re awfully ADAPTABLE and DITZY, but they’ve survived this long. Well, it’s almost day light again, maybe they’ll play LIFE ETERNAL by GHOST this time. Welcome to another night in Oblitus, please don’t open the doors. (s, 31, she/her, GMT+1)

[panopticonrpg]

We are fast approaching the start of our second official event here at Panopticon! With only 2 days left, now is the perfect time to send in your app to join in right as the excitement begins on Friday October 11th!

El Dorado, Zerzura, and Olympus are what remains of our open skeletons that we're eager to see brought to life! Along with some of our players Wanted Connections that we would love to see joining the fray!

If you have any questions or thoughts about our skeletons, don't hesitate to ask!

~ Mod Luna 🌙

[inscribedby]

Enroll Today!

This is a supernatural and human 21+, relaxed, oc + multi-fandom, slice of life, university roleplay. Based in a medium size fictional city on the outskirts of Seattle Washington

Northeast of Seattle WA, rests the mid sized city Caligopeak... And right beyond the mountain is the infamous Caligo University. The first school to accept both supernaturals and humans onto it's campus. Founded over one hundred and fifty years ago by Esmond Caligo, also the founder of the very town it sits in. Enriched in culture and founded on romance Caligo University has had it's fair share of ups and downs along the year. Now back after a ten year period of restructuring and construction, this university is ready to rear's it's head and invite all back to it's campus of learning, exploring and partying. Which path will you wander down? Whose path will you cross?

[gnypromo-blog]

November 1st 2023;

A South Korean ship was spotted dead in the water outside the New York City harbor. The first two teams sent out to investigate disappeared without word, and eventually the Coast Guard towed the ship to shore. The moment that she landed, the outbreak started – hoards of the undead flooding from the rusted depths of the dead ship and spilling over onto the docks. Within a week the entire city had been overrun, forcing survivors into hiding inside and on top of buildings. Now, two weeks since the infection started, the power has finally gone out for the last time, fresh water is no longer being pumped through the pipes beneath the city, and the only movement in the streets are from the thousands of zombies that mill around waiting for something fresh and living to devour.

Trapped inside the historical twelve story apartment affectionately named “The Wexley”, known for it’s mishmash of architectural styles that somehow make it charmingly ugly, it’s residents are doing what they can to survive until help comes. Or until they’re forced to leave their fortress of glass and stone. All they know is that sooner or later it’s going to be time to say Goodbye to New York City

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[masterafh]

Era das trevas.

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Sinopse.

Em um dia ensolarado de verão, o céu começou a escurecer e as nuvens começaram a cobrir os céus, desde então nunca mais ouve sol no mundo, pessoas morreram de fome pois as plantações não conseguiram viver sem a sua luz, muitas pessoas enlouqueceram, a criminalidade aumentou drasticamente por causa da fome, seres malignos se tornaram mais poderosos de forma misteriosa, seguidores de divindades perderam os seus poderes e sua conexão com as divindades, deuses os haviam nós abandonados. Com o fim? do sol o calor foi se extinguindo, muitas pessoas por conta do frio foram morrendo por doenças, criaturas imunes ao frio foram aproveitando de sua vantagem biológica e começaram a atacar e se reproduzir muito mais e assim se alastrando muito mais pelo mundo. Por conta da necessidade o antigo concelho mágico e em conjunto criaram uma magia que reuniu todo poder de todos os magos do concelho, assim criando uma espécie de redoma magica em volta dos reinos para tirar o frio de todos.

Após vários ano na escuridão sem fim uma praga começou a se propagar pelo mundo, causando uma pandemia global e matando diversas pessoas, as pessoas com os mínimos de sintomas são colocadas em uma quarentena, seus sintomas básicos são: tremedeira, tosse forte com vestígios de sangue e fortes dores de cabeça. Aqueles que apresenta esses sintomas são colocados imediatamente em quarentena. Até hoje a única forma de combater a doença de forma eficaz a doença é queima-los e enterrar suas cinzas em um buraco fundo o bastante para ninguém encontrar. Já foi tentado vários tipo de ervas, remédio e magia, porém nada faz ela diminuir seus efeitos nos corpos dos infectados. Os infectados são isolados e a maioria é condenada a morte, porém alguns são pegos para testar medicamento o que pode ser muito o que pode ser pior que a morte.

A Era das Trevas se passa 300 anos depois da noite eterna, o mundo não é mais o mesmo, muita informação de difícil acesso foi perdida, muitos povos regrediram devido as ações do ambiente, pedindo uma ação um pouco mais brutal e animalesca do que racional e “humanizada”, as pessoas mudaram.

As escolas de magia por pouco quase foram extintas, poucas existem nos reinos pois as informações de magia, artefatos e rituais mágicos foram sendo perdidas no tempo, assim reduzindo consideravelmente a existência de outros magistas no mundo.

[helltownohiohq]

the air feels different today in helltown, ohio . . . wouldn't you agree ??

it's sunday — happy reset day to those who celebrate — and i am finally off work for today & tomorrow which means i'll be lingering around the dash.

there is still so much to uncover here, so many secrets to find — if you want to join in, there's no better time than now !!

[rhakskuritaral2electricboogaloo]

Hello there!! If you're a Star Wars fan and/or you like writing or D&D, I want to invite you to come vibe with us on our shiny new fan discord server!!

We're a community that has been running for ten years on other platforms and we're moving to our new home! We've got RP and writing of all genres, types (casual and literate!) and all eras, fan art, discussions, memes, a team of really cool GMs, and more. We're fully inclusive of all folx, opinions, and ideas, and we even have members from all over the world. Plus! We have a website with many features being built.

Our main story takes place in the 150s ABY, where the galaxy is at war and the One Sith have returned, so we have some cool as heck characters from the Legacy comic series (like Talon below!) but as I mentioned - we have everything from ancient tales of the Rakata to the Old Republic series to Fate of the Jedi. Even if you don't like writing, come hang out! Watch parties, forums, and events galore.

MTFBWY! ✨

(GoH Darth Talon by me!)

[oblituspromohq]

𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗢𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗤  is  a  literate  based  roleplay,  based  in  a  fictional  town  that  does  not  appear  on  any  map.  Your  muses  stumble  across  a  tree  interrupting  their  path,  a  swarm  of  crows,  and  the  longer  they  travel  down  their  intended  road,  they  somehow  end  up  in  a  town  full  of  strange  and  suspecting  people.  Upon  asking  for  directions,  they’re  stuck  in  a  loop  each  time  they  try  to  get  back  to  the  highway,  only  to  arrive  back  in  town  where  they’d  started.  Night  time  is  forbidden,  as  creatures  roam  the  town,  feasting  on  it’s  residents  in  the  form  of  people  you  may  know,  or  playing  on  your  fears  to  lure  you  into  their  grasp.  Your  muse  is  now  stuck.  Is  this  purgatory ?  Are  they  already  dead?  Only  time  will  tell,  but  the  longer  they’re  here,  the  town  seems  to  have  a  mind  of  it’s  own.  Forcing  you  to  stay.  Only  the  talismans  around  the  town,  are  what’s  keeping  you  safe.  What  happens  now? 

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[noxtms]

evening, nox ! i hope the week has gone well for everybody - i've been checking in, but i have been crazy busy at work so i apologise for my lack of presence here on the main</3 i'm here for the night, though, if anyone would like to swing by and check us out ! noxtms is an appless and au modern golden trio group set ten and a bit years after the battle of hogwarts. we're currently in the midst of our duo halloween events ( a party at the now abandoned bookstore previously owned by beloved and very dead penelope clearwater and a more adult pub party at the lion & the snitch, owned by ned weasley ) and will be having meme night as scheduled tomorrow night ! there are soooo many open characters for you to choose from ( click HERE to head to our canon list, HERE to check out our wanted connections and HERE to see some de ideas, if you're feeling something a lil darker ) and we'd love to see anyone you might wanna throw our way, so ! please don't hesitate to ask for any help you may need on a journey to joining nox !

[wickedsrest-rp]

New Applications:

Sofia De Santis - Malleus Maleficarum (Zombie; Monica Bellucci)

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[maytheoddshq]

Salacia Bonny (she/her). District Four Tribute. Twenty-two. Tamala Shelton.

The world of Panem had never been kind to girls like Salacia Bonny — girls with soft hearts, girls with romantic little souls, girls whose minds were ruled by things like compassion and serenity instead of blood and violence. Furthermore, given that she was born in one of the infamous career districts, it would’ve been a child’s play to lose all traces of humanity and succumb to the propagandistic mindset of a vicious killer. The daughter of the sea, however, had, at a young age, learned to withstand even the hardest of storms; the cruelty of the world was yet another such challenge, at the face of which she would remain steadily rooted and laugh off its attempts to throw her overboard. Much of the credit for developing that way belonged to her parents, her two dads who adored their beloved firstborn like no other. They might not have been her family by blood, but they were her parents in all the ways that mattered — and they never failed to shower Salacia with an abundance of support and kind words.

To put it simply, the Bonnys utilized genuine love and happiness as cornerstones for Salacia’s childhood — a decision that marked them as different in the cutthroat environment of a career district. Although Dave and Ray knew better than to publicly voice their opinions, they were both vehemently opposed to the Hunger Games and held the Capitol in great distaste; in the privacy of their own home, they agreed to raise their child the same way and pray to whoever listened that she’d naturally absorb the imparted wisdom. Much to their relief, that was precisely the kind of person young Salacia was. There was no eagerness for a taste of bloodied glory; instead, what she developed and became well-known for was her helper’s heart. As a young child, she shed tears for caught fish who could no longer return to their mamas and papas. She always found time to aid turtles and other sea animals, who’d wandered too far off from the sea, so they’d find their way back to the comforting arms of the ocean. This kindness and readiness to help extended to humans too. At school, she was always willing to lend a hand to a struggling classmate, always welcoming a seemingly lonely person under her wing; she made friends wherever she went and treated everyone with kindness, regardless of their origin. All were equally valuable in her world.

Despite the large social circle she’d gathered over the years, Salacia’s heart belonged, first and foremost, to her family. Whenever she was not busy with schoolwork or helping with Dave’s family’s pearl collecting company or spending time with her friends, she could be found helping around the Bonny family’s home — and help did she have to. Since before she could form concrete memories, despite the fact that the Bonny family consisted of Dave, Ray and Salacia, their household had been a busy one, always full of life and laughter. The reason behind this was Dave and Ray’s unofficial orphanage and safe house that they ran to help the less fortunate children of Four. Since she was able, Salacia participated actively; she directed those in need of help to their address, ensured there was always food for hungry mouths, helped them find their footing in her life by offering advice or a coin if she could. This didn’t grant her with much privacy or time for herself, but it wasn’t something Salacia sought much, for she was quite content with the pathway her life was taking. She got to experience companionship and love, got to witness the concrete positive effects her actions could have on others, got to be around her found family on a daily basis — what more could she want?

However, as idyllic as her childhood was, the world never let them forget that they still lived in Panem and that District Four fostered a winning culture of careers. In order to conceal their anti-Capitol sentiments, to ensure no one would cast any doubt upon their family, Dave and Ray enrolled Salacia in the Training Academy as soon as she became age eligible. Do well, my little pearl, they murmured as they pressed soft kisses on top of her head, but don’t attract too much attention and never volunteer. That was another life lesson Salacia took to her heart. She performed well enough, as expected of a child of her social status; she showed that her fighting skills could be as disarming as her natural charm. She had no problems with spewing the pro-Games propaganda when in public, putting on an extremely convincing front of a quietly confident career eager to bring glory back to the fishing district. Not once did she believe a word of what was said, though — and when it came to physical performance, Salacia underperformed just enough to go unnoticed, ranking among the bottom half of the top ten of her class. That left enough people ahead of her who would either get chosen to volunteer or volunteer without a warning. She could breeze through her remaining years of eligibility, age out of the Games, and continue her life the way it’d unfolded so far. The Games were unfair, yes, but what could she, a simple girl from Four, alone do? Her efforts of bettering the world were better focused on helping the people of her district.

Like many others all across their nation, the 134th Hunger Games would become somewhat of a monumental event for Salacia. In the beginning, they barely held any intrigue for her beyond their regular years. Slate’s presence added an interest factor, but it wasn’t him Salacia ended up rooting for the most. No, it was the tragic story of two women in love from District Eleven that sank its teeth into her heart and refused to let go. Salacia watched Bramble and Nettle as they progressed through training, interviews and then the gruelling arena; and even though the hope for their survival waned each day, she was nevertheless devastated by the way they both went out — even if she could understand and agree with their reasoning. Further devastation was wrecked upon her as she, like everyone else, witnessed the events that followed the crowning of the controversial winner. An entire district obliterated, just like that, simply because a rebel victor hailed from there. Horror and cruelty could not even begin to describe it. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could justify that sort of solution to a problem. Because of that, from the ashes of devastation grew something greater — determination. Salacia might be one girl in a sea of thousands, but she had to do something. She couldn’t sit idle when the rebellion was brewing; she had to figure out a way to participate. She had to. She had to.

Thankfully, she discovered a way to achieve just that — thanks to her dads. One day, entirely by accident, for they thought she was still asleep, Salacia overheard Dave and Ray discussing in hushed tones the fates of Cherry which, as it turned out, was a nickname for Bramble and Nettle among the Vox Populi. So there really was a rebellion and her dads were involved, even though they had not breathed a word to Salacia. Why, she didn’t know, but ultimately it did not matter; she felt inspired nevertheless. She didn’t bring the topic up with her dads, but behind their backs, she went and commissioned herself a cherry blossom ring. Innocuous enough that those not involved could not connect the dots; laden with enough symbolism so it could be portrayed as a symbol of that; yet visible enough that if any rebels were to see her, they’d know Salacia Bonny stood with their cause.

The 135th Hunger Games were not supposed to be anything out of the ordinary for her. She arrived to the reaping ceremony with the ranking #7 of her class; a decent achievement, though it would take another few cycles before it was any of their turn to volunteer unprompted or get chosen to volunteer by the Training Academy. Salacia stood with the rest of the 22-year-olds, going through motions, right until Four’s escort called out the name of the second tribute — Nemo Fisher. Immediately, Salacia’s blood ran cold. She knew that name, knew the boy. Nemo was one of the children the Bonnys had helped; a tall, lanky kid in that awkward phase of growing who, nevertheless, had a heart of gold. What was even worse was that he was only 12 years old. Only 12. 12. With a thundering heart and no thoughts beyond the intense need to save Nemo, Salacia’s hand shot up and from her mouth came the fateful words:

I volunteer as tribute.

If you ask her, she can barely remember what happened after that. She must have walked to the stage, her face an impassive mask concealing her inner turmoil. She must have been announced publicly as tribute, hailed as one of the new hopes who would bring the brightest crown back to their district. She can’t remember anything else, can’t remember seeing her fathers’ faces in the crowd. All Salacia can feel is the cherry blossom ring around her right middle finger and the all-consuming question in her mind:

Did I just sign my death sentence?

District token: A cherry blossom ring

Strengths & weaknesses: (+) altruistic, compassionate, principled / (-) anxious, deceitful, overly empathetic

PENNED BY: HANNA