#lost soul rp

[hhoneycloves]

(Suitor) turning in {Catalyst} after the latter has been hiding from the consequences of his attempted murder.

Yes this is technically Jashwriting Heart and Jashwriting Soul! the Mutuals and I have been working on post-rp hypotheticals where we just dump a whole bunch of HMSW sets into a "Sandbox" and let them interact

[w3atherboy]

Mission: Get him back.

((Collab rp with @danny-fenton-in-gotham

Character: Aemie Harper/Lost Soul))

Aemie had put on a hoodie, leggings and shoes with velcro in order to go search for Leo.

She grabbed two of her most trusted grimores and stuffed them in a backpack she was going to use.

Potions? Check. Wand? Check. Smoke bombs that she made in a rush? Check. Ectoplasm (in case that Leo had become liminal or had died and became a ghost)? Double check.

Aemie grabbed a lantern, some things she... robbed borrowed from a vigilante's cave but we aren't here to discuss how certain bat's cave is not ghost-proof and how any ghost can get in there.

The ghost started to walk to the door and when she was about to leave she felt a core near her.

And...

Yep. It was her dad.

"Padre yo eh-... no es...noesloqueparece-" she mumbled in panic

[pastor-kenneth]

*bonks you on the head with a baseball bat*

@jaxx-with-an-axe

"I will be reporting this to the police."

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Next mission: The haunted mansion of lost souls||

Reserved Jujutsu kaisen au Rp with @demon-blood-youths

After the crazy night of the Hotel, the others thought it was all over but seems not. After a week, another mission was given to show some sort of Haunted Mansion? Gojo gave them another mission, speaking of another one. Megumi and Nobara watches from the side seeing the house was really a mansion!?

It even took Yuji to try an calm Sukuna who was already close to burning it. “Sukuna please calm down! I’m sure we ca-”

‘LET ME TAKE OVER!! I’M FUCKING THIS DAMN PLACE UP!!! I’M BURNING IT TO THE GROUND!!’

“Sukuna, you can’t! You’ll be killing others in the mansion-”

‘LET ME TAKE OVER!! I’M NOT GOING THROUGH SOMETHING THIS STUPID AGAIN!!!!!’

“Your not killing anyone!”

“YOUR NOT THE ONE TO TELL ME ANYTHING!!”

Megumi and Nobara sweat drops seeing Yuji and Sukuna arguing or him getting headaches from it. Yeah, the king was furious right now. He was even trying to hold his left hand down while showing flames since Sukuna was trying to take him over.

“..Should we do something?” Nobara said.

“...I..I don’t know if we can.” Megumi sighed.

[top-shelf-tender]

Alastor is standing outside of the hotel on Husk's room side, giant boombox in hand.

He is absolutely blasting this song.

[justarandooooo]

When your boss lets you hold his hand because you ran into a pole due to you getting stardust in your eyes and now you’re blind

[lost-in-gardener]

For the first time in a long while, time seems to be passing slower than he’d like it to.

Oliver had gotten to cleaning around the house the moment Finn left, which included lots of dusting and organizing the clutter left behind. Once he had stuffed the storage room full of boxes filled with different items, that’s when time started to slow. It feels like he dusted and stored and cleaned more than necessary, but when all he had was time as company, it was the only thing keeping him entertained. If you were to ask him to glide a finger over the kitchen counter or on top of the refrigerator, his hands would most likely come back just as grime-free as before.

When he was done sweeping up the leaves and dirt on the front porch, he had reached a point where now, his only option was to wait. Sitting on the stairs outside, Oliver attempts to relax. He had folded up and left his coat inside, having felt a bit too formal during his conversation with Finn yesterday.

Finn. Maybe their plans of coming again today was what sparked him to organize and dust and clean to no avail. He hated how the house may have presented the wrong image of himself at first, he wouldn’t let that happen again. Rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, he rests his head in his hand, listening to the rustling the trees, eyes closed as he imagines how the small gusts of wind may have felt on his skin at some point.

— @lost-soul-in-time

In preparation for the day ahead, Finn spent a lot more time getting ready for the day than they normally would. In fact, for her, it felt like the hours were rushing by.

They spent their time attempting to tame their autumn brown curls (to no avail), picking out a slightly more presentable outfit with a form-fitting white turtleneck and some dark jeans that weren't severely bleached from the sun. She'd even put on a bit of makeup- just a bit around their eyes to make them pop- which was something she rarely had the energy for. Was this all to impress Oliver? Absolutely. Finn wasn't one to lie to themself, and then definitely had a bit of a crush on him.

While they carefully got ready for the day, Finn went over the hospital encounter in their mind. It was definitely... not as fruitful as they'd hoped. Originally, Finn was planning on giving the husband a piece of their mind, but he was unconscious and in critical condition by the time they'd gotten there. Luckily, from what the nurse at the front desk had told her, Finn was the first person to stop in and visit the man. That meant that the wife and child hadn't been by the hospital since the initial ambulance ride. Hopefully, that meant they had taken their leave of the man, but there was really no way to be sure until Finn had gotten into contact with the wife and child. Since they were victims of an abuser, they- understandably- might not be very forthcoming with information. Still... it was a start.

As Finn drove over to Oliver's home in their old, beat up car, they couldn't help but fidget nervously. Hopefully, their little crush on him wasn't too obvious. Finn may be honest with herself about their emotions, but that didn't mean she wanted these feelings to get in the way of what this ultimately was... business. They parked their car in the driveway and hurried over to the front door, knocking gently.

[asekx]

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[chainedwarden]

Since I see so many new people, like for a small starter with Thresh.

[jrueships]

yall wanna see sauce's roleplay world.

[iteration-anomaly]

-{{I don't think many people are active here right now, but I just needed to get my feelings out. It's a weird thing, death. Witnessing others leave your life forever, in a way that is not possible for you. There was a friend I had... I can't say who they were but some of you will know them. It's odd. I got stuck in this, uhh, place that I also probably shouldn't disclose. Not too long after I got out, my friend got stuck there too. I wish... I wish that I could have used my knowledge, my experience to help but I was too late. It happens to everyone, and I need others to know that it isn't their fault. Sometimes bad things happen, and you have no control over that. I should- I should probably go now. Need to eat.}}-

[w3atherboy]

I suppose I should be concerned, should I?

@court--of--owls is this because I'm undead? Or because the original owner of this account is probably (statistically speaking) dead?

- 📖🪄

[pastor-kenneth]

GAYASS

"On the contrary. I think you'll find that..."

*He pulls out a red uno reverse card, holding it between his pointer and middle finger.*

"You're the gayass."

[muses-of-the-memory]

@thepersonaking56​ continued from here

Jenny was covering her antenna as the infermon attacks with everything in it's arsenal, even his Kurisarimon lackies. She was already struck once.

Jenny: daddy! Help!

Percy seeing his daughter in trouble and hurt gets enraged. His eyes start glowing blood red as a exoskeleton appears on his body. When it finishes forming, he looks like this and lets out a massive roar.

Percy: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Jordan: big trouble now.

"Eep!"

“We gotta help!” Shantae said. “This time, we’ll digivolve.” Terriermon said as he and Lopmon both began to digivolve to fight against the Kurisarimon’s lackies since she and her friends had gotten their Digivices. “Terriermon digivolve to...”

“Gargomon!” Terriermon shouted entering his Champion level. “Whoa... Terriermon has pants now.” Bolo spoke.

“Lopmon digivolve to... Turuiemon!” Lopmon shouting into her own Champion level. “Yes! I didn’t become Endigomon this time!” She shouted.

“Endigomon?” Sky asked. “This time?” Shantae asked. “It’s a long story.” Gatomon said to Shantae.

A boat crashes on the beach near scuttle town. It looks a cargo ship, but there's whimpering coming from it.

Shantae, the Half-Genie Hero was going to visit her friend, Sky at the Hatchery in Scuttle Town, until she heard whimpering at the beaches and saw someone in the cargo ship.

"Oh no! I better help him!" Shantae exclaimed as she swam into the water and rescued the individual, and brought him into her Lighthouse to recover. She set him on her bed, waiting for him to recover.

[lost-in-gardener]

[[OOC: (throttling Tumblr because the thread broke)]] @lost-soul-in-time

The concern in Oliver's voice makes it feel like someone squeezed Finn's heart in their fist, and they shook their head gently in response. "That was absolutely perfect, sugar, you didn't hurt me at all," they said softly, their voice faintly hoarse from how loud they were earlier. Neither of them had been particularly quiet at all, now that she thought about it, and part of Finn wondered if the neighbors had heard them. She had lied to the realtor agent and said that they were just fixing the wiring in the house, since "ghost hunting" wasn't exactly the best excuse to get into a recently-abandoned house for free, but it would probably awfully off-putting to hear unhinged moaning coming from a supposedly empty house.

Still, as the blanket settles over the two of them, Finn can't help but exhale softly with content and lose their train of thought. They shiver softly as Oliver kisses over the marks on their skin and gently run their fingers through his curly locks, contented by the thought laying here in his arms forever. "How about you- are you feeling alright? I hope I wasn't too rough." The look in their eyes is impossibly fond, as if Oliver would dissappear the moment they looked away.

A small voice in the back of Finn's mind was warning them that they were getting too attached so quickly, that they would end up regretting this moment once the spark ended up causing a house fire and left her with a broken heart. But with the way Oliver looked at them, the way his voice sounded so damn scincere every time he called them beautiful, they couldn't be bothered to put more effort into that train of thought.

Finn pressed another soft kiss to the small space between his jaw and his pulse point- or where his pulse point would be if he still had one- their lips lingering on his skin for a moment before they moved to lay their head on his chest and traced small patterns into his skin. It was hard for Finn's thoughts to stay on the more negative side as they laid with him, no matter how pessimistic their train of thought typically was. Something about him just made her feel immensely hopeful and naive, forgetting about any previous relationships that had started like this and ended like a train wreck.

[causalitylinked]

( it took me a while, but i finally figured out how to organize my downloads by type instead of date, so now, i no longer have to scroll all the way down to the bottom when trying to find folders... )