#prose rp

[thedemon-crowley]

They were in sight of Southampton Harbor. Soleil pulled her phone out and texted her new acquaintance. [About to make port. The Pearl takes a longer time to dock due to her size. I'm thinking we need about hours to settle. You're London based, right?]

[I am indeed.] He fires off his reply, following up almost immediately with [I can meet you there if you like.]

[brassandblue]

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[rashomon-vu]

[kaikoikei]

( 𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗔 )⠀𝖬𝖮𝖱𝖯𝖧𝖮𝖲𝖨𝖲

／⠀free gdoc template

⠀⠀a⠀／SITE THEMED⠀prose & muse template — to imitate a minimal black & white site with compact formatting and text. it's meant to be very simply to use with extreme comfort with customisation and utility. ⠀⠀＜METAMORPHOSIS＞⠀comes from an old server, accompanied with sci-fi themed remarks of distant humanity and anomalous backgrounds ― notations based off of a lack of humility inspired by ihnmaims.

⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗖𝗨𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 !

⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀images with rounded corners are drawings. ⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀every page has a separate table, and each are utilised by the "Table Options" > "Quick Layout" > "Centre". to make a new table on a new page, just select the whole table from another page, copy-paste and centre it through the quick layout. ⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀it's meant to be a high-contrast template, where it's best utilised with gradients or two colours. ⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀it can be used for both simple writing or minimally as a character sheet due to the lack of components or sections meant for specific descriptions.

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[lytmeowtif]

And then she descends, faster, faster, a mad cackle trilling forth from her lips in that beautiful lyrebird’s voice – and she is upon them. Music flows through the shining feathers beneath her wings; her long tail plumage is no longer feather but sound - bright yellow, radiant soundwaves lending her form.

The Lyrebird’s Song shakes out her strange, glowing wings; folds them up by her sides. She’s here.

[unsung-scrolls]

A deathly chill loomed over the fog-covered waters as the N.S.S. Mudskipper chopped across the bay. Except for the steady buzz of the massive propeller moving the boat forward, all was quiet. There was a mission to be done, and the Captain, Sango Squidbeak Cuttlefish, was the one to do it.

No cell signal out here, from the looks of it. Good thing Sango could use their radio if backup was necessary. Since this was near the Splatlands, they could most likely call in Agent 3 in the case of an emergency.

The stern Inkling gripped their Bamboozler and peered out as far into the fog as they could. Fortunately, as that Salmonid, "Tammie", said, the visibility in the area was better than usual. Soon enough, they would land at the shore of the site and meet up with Tammie and whomever else was joining the investigation.

...

There was a storm brewing... and as good ol' Gramps would say, Sango could feel it in their cuttles.

[ssbooks]

#6 What would your character do if accidentally hurt someone really badly?

I know you all have amazing creative juices in you and some amazing characters. This prompt is just for you to have fun and to help you explore your Character in a different setting. I would LOVE to hear what your Characters would do.

[mohammed82178]

There's always a ray of hope🌹🌺☺️

[octomemories]

Eight silently made her way through the crowded Inkopolis streets, staring out at the Inklings and Octolings cheerfully celebrating the Splatfest.

This was a terrible idea... There was no way The Right Person For The Job would just happen to grow bored of the festivities and join some random young woman in her search for Sango. It was absurd! But everyone else she could've asked was either busy or asleep, and something about running off alone without even a little guidance... Well, this crazy, aimless search for a sidekick would at least give her some time to get her head in the right space to actually enact the rescue mission.

That's what she was hoping, anyway...

[lavndrlights]

open to f | based .

“ you know you're way too good for him right ? like p a i n f u l l y out of his league too good for him . ”

[c0l0rgraph1c]

A phone call. A news agent. Could this be about...?

Only one way to find out.

[ @inkadianewsemma ]

"Colorgraphic's studio, Void speaking," the Octoling answered. The group was out practicing some choreography for their FrostyFest performance, and Void just happened to be taking a breather when the reporter called.

[thedemon-crowley]

"uncle!" angel said, walking into the bookshop, "You here?" they yelled

“In the back, A! What’ve you done this time?” There’s a teasing note in his voice, undercut by a layer of concern

[molalom]

There is a soft knock on the door of the hospital room. Had he been expecting company? How had anyone gotten past quarantine?

Someone unfamiliar slowly peeked inside, blinking curiously.

[ @agent-universe-hopper ]

Moray tightened his grip on the sheets in his bed as he sat up and stared at the door. No, he hadn't been expecting company, last he checked. Just having his mom visit was this huge ordeal that took the staff hours to arrange... Logically speaking, this was probably just a nurse here for another check-up, but even so, Moray couldn't shake his nerves. What if SHE had somehow gotten in? Ugh... Cubby was the last person he wanted to see right now. But again, there was no way they'd let someone like her loose here. It was most likely a nurse. Still, he couldn't help but wearily and shakily ask,

"wh,,, who is it?"

[tempi-fantrolls]

>> Your name is Vietta Manzon. It is your sworn duty to collect knowledge, often in the form of books. This has led you into some very.. interesting situations, in the past, present, and most likely in the future as well.

>> Currently you have found yourself in the ruins of a culled subgrub. The drones have long gone, leaving the remaining trolls to pick up the pieces and the scavengers to pounce on what's left.

>> You don't particularly like it, but places like these are perfect to find new material for The Library. The usual scavengers rarely care about books and you are free to take as many as you please.

>> Tonight though, your target is a particular, now devastated hive. You wouldn't be surprised if this particular troll was the reason for the mass culling. They'd gotten a bit too loud about their rebellious endeavors, after all.

>> You scurry through the rubble, checking under every stone for anything the drones might have missed.

>> Up until your sensitive ears pick up something, the sound of footsteps.

>> You quickly activate your powers, leaving an illusion of yourself in your place as your actual body jumps away, now invisible to anyone organic.

"Hello?" You say through the illusion, making sure it sounds like your voice is coming from its mouth. "Is someone there?"

[kaikoikei]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝕯𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄

(⠀free gdoc template⠀)⠀&⠀kai's first doc post !!

⠀⠀a⠀BLACK BUTLER THEMED⠀prose template — minimal palette of black & white with a hint of red. five pages accompanied with visuals belonging to the manga; a fervent immersion into the depths of hell's greater pleasures—the manipulation of the soul. easy to use in the bounds of each page, utilise for info-dumping, rambling, introductory prose and or muse manuscription. ⠀⠀A CONTRACT⠀to be written⠀. . .⠀the last page featuring familiar concepts to Black Butler's⠀FAUSTIAN CONTRACT — a pact with the devil.

⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀any image featuring a gradient is a drawing, which you can customise to your liking by replacing the backing image with whatever visual you like ! ⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀careful with how much you type as the foundation of most of the sections for writing are tables, so forewarning before you go experimenting how much you can put into it. ⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀some main images are beneath text meaning you can't select them if you click on a table above it, try right-clicking above the image and selecting it on the pop-up—most, if not all, pngs are above text.

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[the-cubby-crew]

Anura quietly was escorted by some guards to visit Cubby in her cell. Once over there, she was told how long she’d have before the guards left. “Hello, I wanted to hear about how the memverse was going for you, and also just a general visit. This is for personal interest, and won’t be recorded or for any published work. I just wish to see how you are doing. I can leave if you’d prefer” she smiled slightly, trying to reassure the younger inkling.

( @notafuzzyzombie )

Cubby had been lying on her cold little bed, facing the wall. She perked up upon hearing the Octoling's voice, though, and she got up and approached her.

"Anura!" she chirped. "Oh my cod, FINALLY! It's so boring in here... glad to finally be able to talk to a real person without faking anything. You get what I'm saying? Probably not..."

"The Memverse, it's... complicated, but at least I get to hang out with this cool AI, Abigail 42! We're basically inseparable... at least when I get to see her, anyway. This whole spire of order thing, it's not exactly what I thought it'd be like. Really weird... but it's something to look forward to while I'm going through the motions in the real world." At this point, that simulation felt more real to Cubby than the suffocatingly rigid and harsh routine that was prison life. Not that she was going to just... say that. "Anyhoo, what about you? How's life outside? Heard there was another Splatfest that came out of nowhere."