#open show rp

[kotaromita]

Open Thread

Kotaro's thin eyebrows twitch nervously in the dressing room mirror, conflicted seeing himself in the outfit suggested to him. The way it fit his body, the skin it showed—was it too much?

He had only recently started to experiment a little more with how he dressed, given he was pretty picky with the genre of street fashion he wore. Having someone else choose for him was a surefire way to get him wearing something outside that comfort zone. But seeing his exposed forearms and collarbones made him wary.

Even so, he felt obligated to show them how he looked given they'd given him their assistance in the first place. So he steps out from behind the curtain. "So, does it suit me?"

[to-the-passion-of-song]

Open Starter

( I totally did not forget to give Myrto an open starter. )

You walk upon Myrto, trying to stop two campers from fighting.

"Hey! Don't just throw that-"

Myrto is suddenly soaked, due to one of the campers throwing random stuff around, water bottles... included?

"-around. Are you kidding me? It's better then getting stabbed, I guess..."

[afroggycollective]

She had been running for days. No sleep, short breaks to eat or drink, but then she kept moving along. By now she had lost the handlers on her tail, if only for a short while, and she could feel the exhaustion creeping in. She tripped over her own feet, rolling down a hill into the mud and bushes below. Ilia couldn't even get up, she was so tired. She was just gonna close her eyes for a little while.

[just-a-mer]

(sweet! Just read your response, so I figure I’ll send in the starter for it—this is gonna be fun! =D also answer whenever and I’ll try to be on time with reblogging since it’s a shorter rp)

(can’t wait to see where this goes!)

_ . _ . _ . _ . _

[ slowly Tiresias walked along the beach, stabbing into the sand with their staff ever so carefully, waiting until at last they heard the splash of water. Upon finding it, they wade in a little deeper, sitting down and taking off their hood. Since the last time they visited, they have gained more braids, and with that more flowers and beads, and unique styles and personalities all woven into one ]

[ stretching, they sit up straight and call out for an old friend ]

“Love?”

ooc: I might be a little slow myself since I work a closing shift soon, so don't worry if your reblogs aren't speedy! /gen

Like many a time before, Tiresias' voice is carried across the waves, going against the current to reach the one they seek. There's an extended period of silence that begins to sew doubt, but the thread is quickly snapped when the prophet hears the familiar rise of a figure breaking the surface of the water. A few drops splash upon them, and a quiet chuckle signifies their purposeful nature.

"Yes, my star?" Odysseus hums.

[turkeytrey]

u cant tell me i dont got absolute DRIPPPP today🔥🔥🔥🥶🥶🌠

[welcomehomerp]

WH OC RP Starter

(This is with my Welcome Home OC Honey)

*you went inside a pink building that was right next door to Howdy's Place, The enticing smell of fresh baked goods wafted into your nose as you went into the buildings The sound of a beautiful bell went off. As Howdy Pillar looked around The decor was pink of all various shades with lots of hearts and lace very cute, but the smell was the best part It smelled like fresh pastries and breads, but you quickly snapped out of your daze As you heard a call from the back*

"I'll be right there sugar! I just had to get them banana nut muffins out of the oven!"

*You heard a southern woman's voice call out as you heard some various other noises sounded like the clanging of a muffin tray. Then you saw a woman who had tangerine colored fleece magenta colored hair big eyes In the most friendliest motherly smiles you can give someone*

"Welcome neighbor! Welcome to Honey's Sugar Stop, the best baked goods in Home May I take your order?"

*She asked in her sweetest southern accent*

(If you are interested in this roleplay please check out my RULES before you comment or DM)

[isolatednights]

OPEN TO: any ( fem 25+ if romantic ! ) PLOT: loosely based off the last of us ; our muses met in the early days of the outbreak and traveled together for a time. they eventually came across a doomsday preppers little town ( think where bill & frank lived in the show ) and were allowed inside 'just long enough to get a single nights sleep'. it's been four months and they've not been asked to leave yet. MUSE: roman sinclair, 36, former military

the sun was sinking back toward the horizon by the time he'd returned back to the little town ⸻ his truck puttering outside the gate for only a handful of minutes before it had rattled open. roman had waved out the window at their host as he'd driven by ( stopped long enough to idle ⸻ to offer to drop supplies by after he cleaned up and inviting the man and his wife over for dinner later ; the promise of fresh meat ⸻ of rabbit, a welcome surprise ) before continuing a few houses down to the one he and his companion had claimed.

having prepared the rabbits outside, he'd traipsed into the house and was elbows deep into washing up in the sink when he heard the padding of feet. "saw my note?" he inquires without glancing back. roman, admittedly, still felt a bit guilty about that. he'd departed well before the sun was up and left nothing more than a quickly scribbled 'back soon' on the table. "chatted with john about clearing the main strip a few towns over about a week back. a bit picked through but brought a few things back. mind helping me unload once i'm done cleaning up?"

[ask-howdo-and-youdo]

"Is it just me, or does it feel like we're going to have more customers than usual? Or maybe not? Maybe they’ll even start asking us questions," Howdo said to his twin brother, pausing his sweeping to tap his chin thoughtfully.

"Really? You really think so? Well, I hope everyone will be nice, and the questions will make sense!" Youdo exclaimed with enthusiasm, giggling softly as their antennae wiggled.

The two brothers resumed sweeping and tidying their uncle's bodega, waiting to see what might happen next. An interesting customer? An adventure? Maybe a new friend? Or perhaps a discovery of something they weren’t meant to know. Who could say for sure?

Ask for Howdo and Youdo are open!

[tf2-nurse-is-dreaming]

HOOOO

I spbeht 3 dayss in imfirmartyh unnffg

@medic-on-red

Oh Medic, do you need help? I can take over some of your duties if you need rest. I know your birds feeding schedule so I can do that for you. Do you need something to eat? Some water? Anything at all that you need help with?

[blcssom]

open to m/f/nb ft. marisa serpico- 38 | trust fund baby entrepreneur/musician/philanthropist | bisexual | cristin milioti inspo in source!

the fact that they don't even seem startled to come into their kitchen and find her already perched on the countertop nursing a cocktail is telling.... and not in a way that combats the psychotic allegations marisa's been arguing. "you're out of milk. also, someone named jessica called: who the fuck is jessica and does she know she's just a rebound??"

[thepollyjustice]

Klavier Gavin is IN LOVE WITH YOU! (exasperated)

“T- That’s not true! He’s the Klavier Gavin!!”

[ask-usb]

Who are your kids

And how are they doing :]

"They're alright! Percy is my 15-year-old kid, they go by he/they. We adopted them when they were 10, and I'd say they've grown to like me! They love cats and are quite the little mathematician.. Seriously, they're like a calculator. (If you're wondering, the perfume scent is Roses.) And Tomo is my 5-year-old toddler! She's the cutest little thing! Although, she can be chaotic and evil at times, but in a good way, and you can't tell me otherwise. She's obsessed with anything to do with space, and arts and crafts. I will go to hell and back for these little rays of sunshine! Her favorite animal is crayfish." "I could go on and on about them.."

[afroggycollective]

Ilia was sitting on a bench at the park, looking over the file Dr. Sung left with her. She had to find someone who can help her and get these files to them so they knew what was going on and what Ilia was. She heard a car approaching and looked up, her eyes widening as she recognized the driver. Ilia quickly put the file away and slid her backpack on before starting to walk towards a crowd.

She knew they wouldn’t open fire on her or try to grab her with people around, they would do anything to avoid attention. The car was driving behind her, trying to follow and wait for an opportune moment to grab her. Ilia was trying to keep calm, everything inside her told her to panic and run, she watched the ground as she walked, tears stinging her eyes as she tried to focus on keeping her powers under control.

She heard a car door open and she bolted, running as fast as she could past as many people trying to get lost in the crowd. She let out a yelp as she ran into someone, falling back onto the ground as she looked up at the stranger, terrified.

[rockgodklav]

your office is surprisingly messy. I'm guessing it was Kristoph who took care of household chores, like cleaning, when you used to live together ?

“Ah…. Yes. Yes, he did. By the time he moved out, I was a senior in highschool (at 11 years old, ja!) and preparing to study prosecution abroad. You don’t become a prosecutor at 17 without knowing your stuff, richtig?”

[honeybuckin]

“ oh,     don't     do     that     —     you     knew     who     you     were     getting     with     me. ”