#roleplay issues

[freyanistics]

All I want is to find someone who can play hobie to his truest form. Is that hard to ask? I’ve been looking forever

[infamousblackcoat]

Discord RP servers try not to use the r-slur challenge (impossible)

[knight-of-redemption]

Writing block

Im starting to get genuinely worried by the lack of creativity I have since a few weeks ago. One thing that has kept me from trying to interact with two new folks that followed me recently, and one old friend.

First I took a look at their blogs and all three of them have very consistent and self-contained stories that rely only in their own muses, and pretty much they have everything covered.

Which then makes me wonder how in the world I can make my muses (specially Thel) fit into their stories, to coexist with their characters and...... it doesn't seem posible, at least with the stories they are writting right now.

So Im left with the realization that sadly I can just read what they writte without beign involved in anything. Which isn't the end of the world but its just kinda sad.

At least my old friend from the Arknights fandom came back, so even if little I still have some stuff to keep the blog alive.

[chessb0r3d]

i cracked the code.

[ask-doctor-wombat]

roberto do you are have autistic

I don't think so? I've never been evaluated. Been told I should get checked for ADHD, though, apparently coffee isn't a sleep aid.

I don't think I have autism. I look at people's eyes. Of course, not at their eyes, eyes, that's just a metaphor, no one would do that. But their eyebrows. See? That's normal behavior, decoding metaphors and making eye contact.

[doomednarrative]

Was feeling nostalgic and missing these idiots

[kabutoden]

i love it when people introduce their coolass adult trolls like yes. this is slayer martin the cruel. five sweeps ago he killed his way through his enemies and earned the title of worlds best assassin. hes the most competent warrior with swordkind in all of alternia and he had to duel his matesprite to the death when he was 7 sweeps old so hes rejected love and compassion from his dictionary literally and its like so cool bc it’s like. wow. i love slayer martin hes just like a real cool adult troll he’s so badass and epic and his themes and story is so complex i love it!!! but when i make homestuck ocs its like:

this is my babydoll cringe mcpeeper she’s 6 sweeps and her talent is screaming. really into defying the system these days. yes thats an ankle monitor. she shaved half her head a sweep ago. her mommy does not love her

[boneslikebarerootsrp]

The world is changing. Kits are born still, elders are fading, and colds are claiming the lives of healthy cats. Prey grows more and more scarce, all of your neighbors have the flu, and it grows harder to lift yourself from the nest with each passing day. How many more losses will it take for you to seek safer grounds or, at least, answers?

In our final arc, things grow the most dire they've ever been. Bravery will be needed now more than ever, and most of all... the Court seeks paws to help in the fight against the end of the world.

We are Bones Like Bare Roots, a warriors-inspired roleplay that explores themes of cosmic horror, found family, and fantasy. We've been open for five years and have a planned end that is entirely dependent on the actions of characters!

We offer a TTRPG style system to add risk and skill into everyday roleplay, are extremely flexible with activity requirements to accommodate disability and busy lives, and will work personally with you on plotlines and character arcs.

We are opening on November 8th-- we would love to have you join us.

Want to learn more? Our website is a great place to start!

In the days before our opening, we'll have lots of content to share for you. We'll be posting adopts, backstory starting points, and of course answering any questions you have along the way. Keep your eyes peeled!

[super-clark]

Happy Valentine's D- WOAH! ❤️

[antinous-of-ithaca]

Roleplay Starter – Unpleasant Guest.

The halls had been rather silent. It was certainly.. unusual.

Silence had been almost a privilege for years. For exactly 5 years, or so he thought. Whenever there was silence, it was because something bad was going to happen, there was no other reason why this place would be calm.

But this time, at least it wasn't a bad thing for everyone. Just for him. And yet, it was enough to keep things 'calm', since he didn't want to be seen, nor heard.

He had spent the whole day circling the island, looking for different places to hide. From the beach, to the small elevations that the land occupied by Ithaca had. Still, it didn't seem like any place suited him, not when he didn't know how hard it would be to predict the places he frequented when it came to avoiding interactions. He knew he was a repetitive person, he didn't like change at all, which often just made him fail at this kind of thing.

"Shit, shit, shit..!"

Antinous mumbled to himself, stumbling over with his own feet, but not quite managing to fall just yet. He was shaking with nervousness, fidgeting with with his tunic every time he stopped to catch his breath. And eventually, he decided to sit down behind one of the statues that adorned the great palace of Odysseus, hoping this was a good hiding spot.

How come he was so scared of.. him? Perhaps it was the fear of finding a reflection of himself, or just the thought of having to relive those memories he claimed he had long forgotten, which wasn't quite true. After all, he knew what his father that man was doing there; he wanted to 'bond', which was just a fancy way of saying he wanted to find out what had happened after he left. And like hell Antinous wanted that to happen. He had heard Eupeithes' voice, how he asked multiple people where he was, where he lived or where he could find him. Each time Antinous heard him, he had fleed, like he was avoiding a monster instead of his blood.

Now, he had run out of hiding spots and was.. pretty much just repeating them. He hadn't even pronounced a word, except a few curses here and there. The silence wasn't helping. Not at all. It only made him feel his breaths were too loud.

Suddenly, he heard steps, which led him to actually holding his breath, fearing that, or his heartbeat, would give him away. He didn't even lift his gaze, and just hopes it wouldn't be Eupeithes.

@sonofpolybus @the-only-good-guy-here @the-epic-amphinomus @bright-side-of-the-moon-tele @the-spoiled-suitor @thetorturedsuitor

OOC: Yayyy, I stopped procrastinating 🥳🥳🥳

[longingquiet]

AMC's Interview with the Vampire :: Recolour PSD

Wanna make fun little gifs, some graphics, or are in the trenches of the rp community? Also fallen into the all swallowing pit that is Interview with the Vampire? Well, have I got the PSD for you!

This is a simple recolour PSD that brightens up and balances the colouring of the show - making it a little easier to work with. It includes a small folder to work with the yellowness within the show too. All are left unlocked so they're adjustable - however, from personal use, I tend to mostly adjust the yellowing rather than the brightness. But, it (the curves adjustment) can be turned down for screencaps that are already somewhat bright.

You can find the PSD here!

I don't care about crediting, but it's always appreciated. ❤️

[loud-and-nonlethal]

Whelp, generator's fixed! I'm headed on back!

[cranberrykiwi]

Nobody speak to me rn I am so distraught

The ending can't be real if I refuse to watch it all the way through right?

[talesfromthedragoneyeperch]

"You wisssh to sspeak with the Ivory Dragon?"

This is an rp and ask blog run by @peppermintstarsonamintyway and @batteryacidcookie for Snake Fruit and Longan Dragon! I (poster) haven't gone through much of Ovenbreak's story, so if characters are ooc, please don't mind! Remember to specify who when you send an ask!

[Muses And Who They're Played By!]

-Snake Fruit Cookie (Played by Poster(peppermintstars)) -Longan Dragon Cookie (Played by Battery Acid(batteryacidcookie))

Snake Fruit Knows How to Use Tumblr (link to all of Snake Fruit's asks, posts, and interactions!) Longan Dragon Does Not Know How to Use Tumblr (link to all of Longan Dragon's asks, posts, and interactions!)

[respiratory-kristem]

Boo!

~@happy-respiratoy-kristem

//i just realised that theres a typo in the url TTOTT

…How did. You get in Elenore's lab??

[king--of--ducks]

TW:EATING DISORDER (MENTIONED), SELF HARM (MENTIONED), SELF DEPRECIATION, (PAST) SUICIDE ATTEMPTS, SUICIDE ATTEMPT, SEF DESTRUCTION, BLOOD.

This is gonna he kinda lore-heavy, but can be relatively summarized in the next chain of messages/reblogs.

Sorry if I @ ed anyone who’s uncomfortable with reading this, you don’t have to read anything, it was more a lore thing. He sent a text to some people.

Lucifer…had made a horrible decision. He sacrificed his daughter’s happiness in a decision that wasn’t his to make to save her life…he could have done so much better.

He had his would-be daughter in—Vaggie’s spear clutched in his hand, thinking vaguely for a moment if he should even be doing this…not like anyone would care…but he should still leave a goodbye message…so he sent a text out to several people. It was fine, he was fine, everyone else would be fine.

@the-moth-ex-angel, @featheryhoe, @mammon-money-maker, @mcalastor, Blitzø, @alyxdefoisnthere, @headlessdeaddancerz

Dear [NAME]…I’m sorry, so sorry…even more sorry to those I might not have thought to send this message to in the moment. I…I’m a pathetic king…and pathetic as a whole…I fucked up big time. I want Charlie to inherit the throne, but don’t let Jewel have any more power then she already does, kill her if you ever have the chance…I just can’t do this, I know that it doesn’t make a difference to any of you…but I’m still so sorry. And make sure my little girl never forgets just how much I love her.

He sent the text out, before dropping his phone to the ground. He looked at the spear again, asking if he was really gonna do this, feeling like he was gonna puke despite not having eaten in weeks …but the time for asking didn’t last long before he jammed the spear all the way through his chest

Nothing in Hell had been strong enough to kill him any of the times he tried before…but this weapon had been from Heaven, made with angelic steel…it was enough to actually do damage.

He felt sharp pain, more pain then he ever felt from the cuts on his arms, more so when he pulled the spear out, the golden blood coming out felt so…horrible, but fitting at the same time.

His final thoughts as the world dissolved into darkness and hit the ground, was that he finally succeeded, that he would finally stop being a burden. And that thought was just as horrifying as it was comforting, he would never hurt anyone again…

That is until he woke up in his bed, with a familiar voice asking him some questions he couldn’t understand.

[[So, Lucifer didn’t succeed in killing himself, but he thought he was going to. He’s still alive. And baby is getting some comfort he desperately needs.]]