#roleplay ( eloise )

[shreddedtobits]

Eloise followed the address she was given. She pulled up in the driveway, texting Sean

im here. get in

ok

It wasn't long before Sean was rushing towards Eloise's car, opening the door and sliding into the passenger seat. He swung his bag around into the backseat, sighing heavily.

"Heeyy, El."

[stelacole]

psd coloring : 𝐏𝐒𝐃 𝟑𝟑𝟐 : 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄

a free eloise bridgerton / bridgerton inspired free psd coloring i made & spend my time on on my deviantart !  feel free to adjust layers if you want to. just keep the credit to me still ! it might not work on all colors the same. this psd coloring comes with some adjustments !

PRICE : none. free

[lunar-years]

It’s also such a wasted opportunity to not have Eloise be a canonical lesbian like I’m gonna be honest I have next to no interest in watching her fall for a man

[ivoryfall]

@aforgottenmercenary

"Belmont, is it? Your attire suggests a life lived on the edge. It takes a certain kind of individual to embrace such a practical approach to fashion." Her tone was observational, laced with a hint of curiosity. "Tell me, do you find that your chosen profession offers much opportunity for intellectual stimulation?"

[lauraroleplayss]

Starter for @general-lafayette

A much needed Eloise and Lafayette first meet! //Not that we had done that already once before

It was a quiet evening around the Continental Camp. Eloise strolled amongst the men in breeches and a shirt. Her blue eyes flashed, taking in her surroundings and she laid a hand on her weapon. A long sword that had been a gift from her father two birthdays ago and she had cherished it ever since. It was one of her prize possessions. The other was a stuffed fox currently in her tent. The fox had been a gift from her father long ago when she had been a child. Her blonde hair had been pulled up into a bun. If there was one thing she was vain about it was her hair. She loved her hair and had cut it short once before.

The wind ruffled past. She raised her head and sniffed the air. It smelled like rain and she loved the rain. She nodded to a few men as they passed her. They bowed and she returned the bow. She had learned long ago not to wear dresses in the camp. It had been a painful lesson but Martha had been able to repair the damage done to the skirts of her favorite dress. Eloise had learned then not to wear the fancier ones. Otherwise she would have already gone through them all. In some ways Eloise was the picture of a noble woman well raised by her parents. In others she was different.

Eloise came up to a commotion and she raised her eyebrows. Some of the men had surrounded an unfortunate person. She had forgotten that a young French man would be arriving in the camp. "What is going on?" Her clear and somewhat sharp voice rang through the air. She walked forward. "I highly doubt that you all are bored and must have something better…..o-oh-" Eloise trailed off as she stared up at a very young nobleman. She bowed low.

[sailsonaseaoffate]

DWC February -  Day 7: Recovery

@daily-writing-challenge​

"Oy, let em know chow's ready," Zexx grunted as he set the heavy cauldron down in the center of the main deck of the Wayfarer.  Rey letting out a groan as she stood up and limped over to the passage leading into the hold to let out a scream into the depth of the ship.

"Soups on!"  Rey yelled once, twice, and three times before limping back toward her father.  She looked a mess after the entanglement with raiders recently, patched burns crisscrossing her face, arms, and neck to match a harpoon she took to the calf.  Zexx could only chuckle as he felt a kinship in the beating she took, he likely should be a bit more worried since his daughter could have well died but he could tell by the hungry look on her face the soup was going to do wonders for her.

"Thanks, dad," Rey said with a grin as she breathed in the spicy scent of the chicken and hominy soup, her limp carrying a bit of a skip as she made for a crate to sit and eat.

Gendry and Eld came up next, the older man helping the much younger man up as the thin metal stilts supported him but had yet to be fully utilized for him and his wounded body.  Gen smiled to his father as he saw the cauldron and continued to take shaky steps with Eldridge across the deck, soon finding another arm sweeping under him to support him from Rey.  "I got him, pops."

Usually the old man would grunt and scowl at being called something far to close to home, but at the moment he just nodded wearily as he let the younger Candell take over with her brother.  Standing up straight with a wince as he rubbed his back to hobble toward Zexx and the cook pot, his face weary and bearing similar burns to Rey from the chase the other day.  Accepting the bowl with a grunt of thanks as he made for a spot on the steps to the deck, a dark shadow pacing him in silence before laying before his partner as Eld began to eat.

From above in the solar masts came the circling form of a black bird, fitting to be so much like her grandfather but look like her father Gwynn's form shifted from bird to human without missing a beat.  She was getting stronger and more capable as the months had passed since they came to this universe.  The amount of energy and power she had had to control to get them out of the Shadowlands to the great beyond should have driven a normal person mad.  Her own mismatched eyes looked into the opposite of her in the face of Zexx as she accepted a bowl of soup with a smile.  "Thank you, father."

Zexx would nod to Gwynn as he watched her move to sit with her siblings and listen to them talk, her face quiet for the most part as she listened to Rey prattle and Gen reply in kind before being fed bites of soup himself.  The hero for hire's heart ached for the young man, but also swelled to see him face such adversity with patience and strength. The days wouldn't always be like this, but for now he'd hope more like today for Gen.

Lumbering forth from the hold would come Madame Eloise Granville, stretching her form with a grunt as who knew how many vertebrate popped to resound in the air.  The giff nodded to Zexx with the humor in her eyes, but raised a hand in polite refusal to the food as she found a place to rest.  Her thick hands unhitched her guitar from her belt before adjusting the strings and board with a nod as the notes grew tighter.

"Gonna give us a song tonight, Madame Granville?" Zexx asked as he stirred the contents with a nod to the steam as it drifted up from the iron pot.

Eloise gave a tilt of her head as she answer.  "Indeed, Captain.  I figured it best to earn my keep while aboard your ship."

"Just nothing too loud, please."  As the prodigal daughter emerged from the hold at last, Xaya looking just as bad as her sister and grandfather as she fiddled with a few bandages about her neck.  "My head is killing me."

"I'll see what I can do, Miss Candell," Eloise replied with that familiar flash to her eyes as she rested the guitar in her lap.

Zexx fished another bowl up and ladled out the soup for Xaya as she arrived.  "Yer late."

"There's seven of us," Xaya answered with an eye roll as she took the bowl.  "It's not a dwarven chow hall."

"Have you seen Rey eat?"  Zexx grinned to his eldest daughter, who for almost a second gave a smile back much like his before it quickly dropped away.

"Thank you, dad," Xaya added quietly as she went to have a seat near the railing giving the finger back to Rey as she passed as the younger Candell had heard the joke at her expense.  Rey still raising it as she yelped up to her feet to come back to the cauldron.

"Got some more?"

"Plenty for ya, kiddo."  Zexx smiled as he scooped out another serving for her as Eloise began to gently pluck away at her guitar under the starlit sky of Teetolar in the great empty of Wildspace and beyond.

[clownazons-spookymonth-ocs]

Claps my hands together! Voice claims for my girlies — from me to you!

Lottie — Raggedy Ann from the 1977 movie

Custard — Spinel from Steven Universe

Marigold — Megara from Hercules 1997

Cream — Turret from Portal 2

Heaven — Blue Pearl from Steven Universe

Luxury — Chiaki Nanami from Danganronpa

Lucille — Blue Diamond from Steven Universe

Pickles/Posey — Operetta Phantom from Monster High

Ann — Sapphire from Steven universe

Batty — little miss fortune from Little Misfortune

Eloise — Adagio Dazzle

[bridgertonroleplay]

𝐄𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 & 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐞

ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ: a ball in Mayfair

ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ: AU

ᴘʟᴏᴛ: What if Eloise and Phillip met under different circumstances; before he was married to Marina, and when Eloise was newly debuted into society. .

ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: WIP as the writers are continuing to post in it

ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀꜱ  : Quinn & euphoria

ʜᴛᴛᴘꜱ://ʙʀɪᴅɢᴇʀᴛᴏɴʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ.ᴘʀᴏʙᴏᴀʀᴅꜱ.ᴄᴏᴍ/  

𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 | 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝  

[ivoryfall]

"oh, i'm glad." comforting was indeed the correct word to describe the steady existence of a wall. "as long as it remains upright."

"I am. Just staring at the wall deep in my own world. It's rather comforting in a way." He gazes over at her before back at the wall again.

[thekatebridgerton]

Today on another episode of my ' on a scale of 1 to 8 series'

'On a scale of 1 to 8 how well do the Bridgerton love interests handle getting kidnapped by Bridgerton enemies '

1) Kate: handles it the best out of everyone, she provokes her captors, steals a gun, shoots her way out of danger and waits for rescue with her captors tied up and terrified. She's not in danger, she's tired, hungry and pissed off. She's THE danger.

2) Simon: choses to not engage in violence, he negotiates his own ransom because he's rich, they either let him go or he finds a way to steal a phone/ escape and proceeds to call the cops, overall he's pretty chill

3) Michael: chaotic good, he's mildly angry at the situation. He somehow gets out of his restraints, and does a whole home alone booby trap operation on his captors to make them wish they'd let him go when they had a chance. He was in the army so he knows his stuff. He walks out of this, still very annoyed

4) Penelope: mildly agitated but not that concerned about her own safety. She's the type to make a dummy that looks like her, put it in the bed and sneak out of her cell, and run away from her captors. There's a benefit to being used to passing unnoticed, she knows how to be invisible, so she escapes silently. She gets rescued after spending a night hiding in the woods

5) Sophie: she's so far down the list because Sophie actually believes her kidnappers are #people, paid to kidnap her. She's agitated, but she reverse Stockholm syndroms her situation, she makes her captors empatize with her and talks them into either letting her go or putting her up in better accomodations until she gets rescued.

6) Phillip: he's quite agitated and very aware that his best bet is to stay put. So he punches a couple of captors, secretly steals a gun as a plan B, and waits for Eloise to rescue him. I feel like Phillip would rather kill the least ammount of people possible with the gun he stole. So he plays good hostage. The captors do not treat him well but Phillip is honestly more afraid of a pissed off Eloise than he is of his kidnappers.

7) Gareth: he's highly panicked, chaotic evil, going through a series of very not good emotions. He makes himself such an annoying pain in the butt for his kidnappers that by the time he's rescued his kidnappers are begging to be released from their suffering.

8) Lucy: so far down the list because she doesn't actually believe she's being kidnapped, thinks this is a roleplay prank played by Gregory. Her captors think she's delulu because she keeps insisting this is just like her last wedding. Lucy gets rescued and Gregory lets her think she was never actually in any danger, because the alternative would be an annoyed Lucy. And he hates that.

So what do you think of my ranking dear readers? Do you think someone should have been higher or lower in the list? Let me know.

[ivoryfall]

@june-florbelle

"June Florbelle? A name that evokes images of blossoming beauty. Your presence here is unexpected, yet intriguing. Tell me, what brought you to the estate on this fine day?"

[1moreff-creator]

If everyone in P:EG had a console, what games would they be into?

Small CH1 spoilers

Cassidy: All of them, but particularly anything highly competitive and with a lot of depth.

Damon: Logic and puzzle games, since he likes feeling smart after beating them. Though he has a soft spot for visual novels with a horror/mystery aspect, such as Slay the Princess, Doki Doki Literature Club, and Danganronpa, for similar reasons. (I mean, he's the protag, I had to give him Dangan xD)

Desmond: First person shooters, because he's really good at them and takes pride in that.

Diana: Animal Crossing, Stardew Valley, Minecraft, and similar sandboxy/simulator games with a peaceful atmosphere. Uses games to chill, and loves forming deep attachments to NPCs. Has cried over the death of a Minecraft wolf before, but then again, who hasn't?

Eloise: Fighting games, since she can apply quite a few of the concepts used in fencing while playing them. The only reason she didn't go to the Super Slam Sisters tournament is that she can get kinda intense playing them and didn't want to make anyone uncomfortable (this might be a great moment to remind everyone these are pretty unserious headcanons and nothing else :v).

Eva: RPGs are her jam, but she also enjoys puzzle and logic games, especially if they involve real world science.

Grace: Anything highly competitive, especially sport or fighting games.

Ingrid: According to her profile, she likes combat, so she's partial to fighting games, though she generally doesn't like video games too much.

Jean: Party games such as Mario Party, because it's what his crew plays on his ship when they bring a console, so it reminds him of home.

Jett: Racing games, for obvious reasons, but he can also enjoy anything with a competitive element.

Kai: He prefers playing mobile games, mainly runner style. He's the in-universe person who popularized the "Subway Surfers on the side of the video" Tiktok strategy by using his own gameplay. He's actually surprisingly good at it.

Mark: Rhythm games. Is secretly a top tier osu player. No one has connected the dots between said top player and Mayhem, and Mark would like to keep it that way.

Toshiko: Dating sims, she calls it "research." Also thoroughly enjoys RPGs with interesting characters, but which have a relatively lighthearted theme, like Undertale and Pokemon.

Ulysses: Although he dislikes computers per his student profile, if he has to choose a game, it would be something trivia or puzzle based. Again, he likes both those things according to his profile.

Wolfgang: Visual novels are his jam, and his favorite is obviously Ace Attorney. Even if he does get ticked off every time he spots some kind of inaccuracy in the depiction of the legal system. To quote him: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN UPDATED AUTOPSY REPORT?!?!?!??!"

Wenona: Resource management strategy games, such as Factorio. Since she feels a pretty deep connection to bears (it's her animal symbol and she has a tattoo of one), the Clickteam FNAF games are her guilty pleasure, and she's beat UCN's 50/20 a few times, no Death Coin needed.

Tozu: He enjoys any game where he can either inflict suffering (Plague Inc, Sims, etc.) or let out his theater kid roleplaying skills.

Mara: Gruesome first person shooters and Animal Crossing. No inbetween.

Cara: Educational games and mobile games.

Thanks for the ask! Pretty fun to think about! :D

[lizzie-beau]

HI LITTLE ROMAN SISTER

Hi! I'm Eloise! My mom (hazel) and dad (frank) adopted me a few years back and my friend convinced me to make an account (if you want that to be you tell me) and here I am! I'm 13 years old and my godly mother is venus! But I always say mom and dad are my parents! I'm terrified of spiders and am from Montana before being adopted yet my family comes from France!

My favorite (and only) sister sam!! @hey-guys-its-sam

IC: Eloise Explains

OOC: Eloise Is Asleep

Asks: Eloise Awnsers

[lauraroleplayss]

Starter for @martha-washington-official

Alternate Universe ; in which George forbids Eloise from fighting

"That is my decision, Eloise Martha." George Washington's voice was firm. He looked up from his desk. Papers littered the big mahogany desk. The sixteen year old frowned down at one of them. The word "Congress" was peaking out one of them. "I will not have my daughter out there on the battlefield. Especially not in the camp amongst the men. I absolutely refuse to allow you to be subjected to those types of behaviors. That's the end of this discussion and I will not have it from your mouth anymore. You will be a lady of your rank and you will be a housewife just like your mother. No." He added as Eloise opened her mouth angrily. "No more."

Without a final word she swept her emerald green dress into a curtsy. Her eyes gleamed like cold stones. She straightened and stalked out of his study, slamming the door shut behind her. The servants scattered hastily out of the way and went about on their day. She raised an eyebrow. Her anger lifting and she couldn't help but to look amused at them. They must have heard them arguing. She did have the temper of both her parents. Even more so her mother than her father and that was the scary part.

A sigh escaped from her lips as she walked into the kitchen. Her shoulders slumped. "Oh mama." Eloise looks up at her mother. She took a deep breath. "Papa didn't approve of it." Eloise had talked to her mother before she talked to George. "He says he wouldn't allow me in the camp and that Congress won't allow it for sure." She rolled her eyes.

[sailsonaseaoffate]

DWC February -  Day 6: Devoted

@daily-writing-challenge​

A calloused thumb would loosely rub along the ink of the black ring around an equally rough finger though the eyes that stared at it were a mix of time and artifice.  It was a simple tattoo, born of grief and carried just the same.  Years had faded it now and again, each time Zexx would return to the shops and they would apply the ink to darken it again.  A faded gray was coming to the edges of it now as he blinked his green and blue eyes in thought.

"Are you well, Captain?"  The posh aristocratic voice broke the revere.

"Hmm?  Oh, sorry Madame Granville didn't even see you come up here," Zexx would cough, using the same hand to cover his mouth as he stood up from his spot against the railing of the spelljammer.  As the cough receded he would do his best to turn on his usual grin as he looked to the giff standing before him now.

Madame Eloise Granville stood quietly in front of the captain of the Wayfarer, her thick arms folded calmly behind her thick back as she regarded him curiously with her gentle black eyes.  The dark brown leathery skin of the giff clean and well maintained fitting for a creature who had spent her life in some form of command during her former life with the militaristic wandering nation of to put bluntly hippo people.  Her staggering height of nearly nine feet and shy of half a ton made kept her imposing and strong.  But now she was dressed casually having cast her uniform aside and sword away in favor of a more peaceful life as she kept the almost comically sized guitar hitched at her belt much like her saber had always sat.  A fine peasant dress helped to show the femininity of her people that they did their best to hide in a male dominated society of soldiers and nobles.  'For King and Sky' as the rally would go.

Granville tilted her head curiously at 'not seeing her' as she shook it.  "I find that both disturbing and shocking that you would not be able to see me coming given my obvious traits, Captain."

"You know you don't have to call me 'captain', you can just call me Zexx.  We don't really conform to any kind of hierarchy around here," the hero for hire kept his grin simple as he rested his hands on his hips.

The giff gave a soft sniff of a laugh as humor seemed to light her eyes more than her face as shuffled forward to stand near the deck.  "That much was obvious judging by how your crew respond to your commands."

"My crew?  Don't let them hear you call them that.  To be mutinied by your company is one thing, mutiny by your kids is a whole other mess I'd rather not deal with."

They both laughed now, both with the same level of mirth if not the same tone.  As quickly as it had come though, so did it pass into an awkward silence.

Zexx of course broke it.  "What brings you up to the deck?  Fresh air?"

"I don't believe there is exactly air here in the depths of the sea," Eloise replied matter of factly.

"It's a figure of speech, madame."

"I know, Captain," Eloise her brow ridge rising in another subtle attempt at of a smile.  "But I am more curious why you're moping about up here?  I would think you'd have something to do or at least need to be with your 'crew'."

Zexx shook his head with a snort as he placed his hands on the railing to lean forward, his eyes lingering back to his finger.  "Fraid my 'crew' had their own plans today.  That run on Teetotaler shook them up quite a bit.  Don't blame em though.  Swimming with sharks is bad, but being chased by a feral sand army of thirsty sharks and raiders not what I expected from a simple pickup."

"They'll get over it.  Your girls are tough."

The hero nodded again as he did his best to look out into the swirling cosmos of the astral sea.  Eloise though was not done as she side eyed the human.  "But that's not what's really bothering you now is it."

"I suppose I do tend to wear my heart of my sleeve."

"Very much so, Captain," Eloise continued as she finally pulled her thick arms out from behind her to rummage in a pocket and drew out a large crooked pipe.  Her fingers working with timed and patient practice of filling the bowl.  "How long has it been?"

"Been?"

The giff motioned with the end of her pipe to his hand, before placing it in her mouth as she took a large match and struck it before beginning the slow process of starting the green smoke to pour from the bowl now.

Zexx didn't bother to try and hide his surprise at the giff's observation skills, but then being a former spelljammer captain herself it only made sense that her eyes were everywhere and anywhere.  "A long time.  So long I don't think I could really count the years if I tried."

Green smoke trailed about the dark skinned head as she nodded, choosing to remain silent as she tried to urge him to continue.

"It all happened so fast and," Candell's eyes now were focused on his tattoo again as he found himself opening up.  "Violently."

"One moment she was smiling and kissing me, the next she was saying goodbye without a word before being gone.  And in the end, it wasn't for anything.  We still lost.  I lost."

The final words hung in the air like the green smoke from Eloise, neither wanting to press or give more on that subject.  But with a jet of smoke into the hazy purple sky, the giff prompted the human again.  "Despite losing though, you seem to have come out on top."

"I don't really think being blasted into another plane of existence as winning."

"I wouldn't either, finding your loved ones shouldn't be considered a game.  Maybe more of a trial or test."

Zexx snorted at that notion.  "Would have been nice to try and prepare for it."

"That's not how it works."

"How does it work then?"

Eloise chewed on her pipe in quiet contemplation for a few moments before pulling it from her mouth as she gave her mouth a moment to recuperate from the start of her smoke.  "I could tell you that a hero's journey is fraught with peril and adventure that is supposed to have some kind of moral with an over arching plot to an epic conclusion."

The giff looked down now fully at Zexx with her black eyes as she continued.  "But this isn't a story.  It's your life.  And if you're waiting for the happy ending, you'll be waiting a lot longer."

The hero for hire reached up to scratch at the back of his head with a groan.  "I just want a break."

Eloise let out a chuckle and put her pipe back in her mouth.  "You sleep when you're dead."

"Ugh, I hate that saying," Zexx grunted as he pushed off from the railing.

"As do I," Eloise gave an agreeing tilt of her head as she watched the human move off toward the bridge of the ship.  "Zexx."

Candell stopped as he turned back around to look at Eloise with an surprised look to his face hearing her use his name.

"How long has it been?"

Zexx would reach down to his left hand and gently rub the fading tattoo with a sad smile.  "22 years."

"I'm sorry."

"Me too."

[clownazons-spookymonth-ocs]

“ I’m..alright — cleaned a few enclosures, took care of fresh kittens and pups and among other baby animals.. and then I took a shower myself — now I’m here..

“ ..it’s okay I guess, “

“ My beautiful, handsome man.. How is my darling doing today? “

— Eloise

“ Like always... what about you, dear? ”