#open starter rp

[ask-karlachbear]

RP prompt (11/12/23).

The night started to dawn on the camp, most of the companions were still out on exploration, while a few others stayed back, Tav being one of them.

It was a long time since Tav had time to unwind, after weeks of traveling without a break, everyone agreed to set camp at least for a day.

If the tadpoles wanted to act up, moving or not was going to change little, especially since Ketheric was already taken care of. Everyone doubted the remaining chosens would be able to do much without Ketheric's stone.

Karlach was the first one making her way back to camp, she was humming a melody while playing with something, tossing and picking it over and over until she came to a halt in front of you.

She holds out her hand, on the palm sat a perfectly smooth rock of the color of sea foam.

"I got you a rock because it looked pretty". She smiled

[brokenbcys]

does anyone have any open starters that I can answer? please like this so i can find them

[joyfulmagic]

Open Starter — Muse: Illya Kuryakin Verse: Modern Man Loosely based on “Elephant Love Medley” from Moulin Rouge

“Love is complicated for men like me,” Illya commented, taking a drag of his cigarette before snubbing it out as to avoid giving his companion second hand smoke. “I’ve been dead to the world for so long, I cannot imagine how dating would go,” he scoffed, shaking his head dismissively at the thought of him dating someone.

“Love is a beautiful thing, yes. I’ve even experienced it once, but that was a long time ago,” Illya confessed, sadness filling his eyes as he thought of his lost love. Arina had turned out to be alive, but she was different and no longer the woman he’d loved as a younger man.

[dad-nee-toh]

~Open Starter~

for anyone

A tall man with a commanding presence enters the coffee shop. He scans the room briefly before his eyes settle on you. With purposeful strides, he approached your table.

"Is this seat taken?" he asked, his voice deep and calm.

[chvmpcgnerps]

open to: females

muse: quinten mcmillan portrayed by boderick hunter

plot: free form - quinten's close friend is hosting a speed dating / mixer event to raise money for a charitable cause. without his knowing, said friend signs him up to participate in the event. introducing your muse, a blast from his past, is now up.

"well, actually i got bamboozled- i didn't even sign up for this! what's your excuse?"

[c0mplex-heroes]

where..? open starter: maggie rogers open to marvel muses/verses or modern too

Everything sounds muffled. Like she's both far away and too close all at once. Why is that? And why was everything so dark? It all felt so strange... Where was she?

But then she hears it clearly again... Someone was calling to her. No they were holding her, firmly but gently by the shoulder. She can feel it more clearly now. And with it comes the pain. The splitting pain that hit across her scalp.

Slowly the dark goes as she cracks open her eyes. A figure coming into focus slowly above her. "Eugh... Where-- where am I? What- what happened?"

[fallenmuses]

open to: F

"you know i love a good striptease," he chuckles as he lays on the bed. "but i'd like to get some of that too."

[bixchotaszn]

plot / starter call ! hello babies, my name is tatia and this is my new indie blog, its been a while but if you want a starter from any of my demons, just click the little heart and ill yeet myself into your DM's !

[justa-teacup]

[whenmirrorimagestalk]

Gwen wandered around the streets of the main city of Fontaine. It was strange to think that not too long ago the city was underwater, she decided to sit down at a cafe watching the meks go past and the Melusines go about doing their thing.

[just-death]

open: to all

"I'm not where I'm supposed to be. I hope that you're missing me cause it makes me feel young."

[little-blog-of-horrors]

Open starter - The cursed Prodigy [Winter Barnes]

Taking down agents had become as easy as breathing lately. But true to it's name, where she took the head of one, two more appeared. Using the strengths they gave her and turning it against them the only way she knew. By killing them all. Eventually they would run out of heads right?

So here she was, in the early morning hours, in the dark. Weaving between snow covered trees, and taking out each of the undercover operatives as they came. They would never let her go. No matter where she went, they found her. And she would die before she went back to Hydra.

The only problem was that she was running out of steam. How many bullets could she shrug off? How long could she sprint between them? How many of their bones could she break before she did as well? As out of breath as she was, she kept moving. She kept fighting, and kept pushing beyond her limits. Who was going to stop her? Certainly not them.

[brokenbcys]

like this if you have any open starters i can answer them/it. ♡

[popvlcr]

pushing out my starters in the tags <33 would love some replies to a few of them!!

[localroleplayrat]

Would anyone please play Halsin for me?? In a roleplay with plot but also a fair amount of smut :) check my pinned post for more info on me and my characters!! I have a prompt in mind we can discuss, but you're also welcome to send a starter through the ask box or to make a thread, surprise me!!

[chvmpcgnerps]

open to: m

muse: winona hartford portrayed by laura harrier

plot: two exs that can't seem to get over each other (can we argue and kiss in the rain pls? angst, fluff and all that)

winona couldn't help but laugh at her luck as she stood outside her car, looking at the keys sitting in her cupholder. she sighed heavily as she evaluated her options. her dad was out of town. she didn't want to feel silly calling the police, who likely couldn't help her. and then there was him... whom she hadn't spoken to in over two weeks. one of their longest breaks so far. her eyes welled up with tears as she grew frustrated with her current predicament. winona stared at their contact for what seemed to be 10 minutes. she shot him a quick text to include her pin. and as if her luck couldn't get worse, a fat rain droplet popped her on the forehead prompting her to divert her attention to the sky.

📲: hi, are you busy? locked my keys in the car.