#rp oc

[meowmeowcaronade]

// this is basically Rio

[mollyeep]

I made a new warrior cat oc for a roleplay i can hopefully join in on !

If there are any open warrior cat roleplays open my boring boring pathetic warrior guy critterbug will be here.,...

[meowmeowcaronade]

Maybe I should start driving ambulances like no more delay people. I'll be with you in 5

[vanadee-hailz-aka-best-merc-ever]

Sup.

//Marvel OC. Vigilante. Mercenary. Check my profile for more

REBLOG THIS IF YOU'RE A MARVEL ROLEPLAY BLOG

This includes Multimuses with Marvel characters! Personal blogs please do not share, this is for roleplay specific blog please and thank you!

Ideally please put muse names and sources (IE. Steve Rogers/616/headcanon) in the tags to help people find characters they want to interact with when looking through the reblogs! OCs welcome to reblog - just specify 'OC' in the tags, maybe something along the lines of 'shield agent', 'Guardian of the Galaxy', 'Mutant', etc. if you'd like to add additional info!

[caspian-vares]

How many ounces of coffee can one have before they have a heart attack? Asking for a friend.

[jackiebuildingbirds]

How on EARTH are there so many Apollo kids!?

Like, I just walked by the Apollo cabin and there's more people in there than my apartment building in Brooklyn!!! HOW!?

[killjoyous]

minecraft oc

[pseudogirlie]

Bad dream

Bad dream

Bad dream

[daughter-ofthe-sunlight]

Open Starter: Home-sick?

Reese had disappeared. She hadn’t been spotted at any of the usual spots she would be found in around camp, not her cabin or anywhere. Eventually, you find her in the forest.

She’s sitting on a rock by the creek, with her knees tucked up to her chest and an arm wrapped around them, one hand in the running creek. She looks sad…pouting slightly.

“Hm? Oh- hey.” She mumbles once she finally notices you.

Tag list:

@emdabitchass

@leo-the-sun

@demigod-jack-hearth

@i-exist-for-sure

@anyone else! I don’t care if we’ve never interacted before!! Don’t be shy to interact!

(Tell me if you want to be removed or added to this tag list <3)

[askvolutus]

`If you tend to a flower, it will bloom. No matter how many weeds may surround it`

(Sketch of Volutus with a Lily of the Valley)

[adrianelinerush]

HBD Val!!

featuring my oldest OC, Putra [right] & Val's OC, Hirose [left].

[honeyscreations]

I drew another Arcane Oc. This one is from Piltover, the son of an elite family. The show uses Art Neauveau motifs a lot, so I wanted to try the style myself.

[butt3rmilkbunny]

Omg non-Ghost art? Crazy lol ໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა

Their name is Thorn, they're part of a religious cult. They're an oc for a green post apocalypse rp server my two bffs and I have.

[caspian-vares]

OPEN RP (Marvel/X-Men)

Caspian knew that in a way, he was pretty lucky. Being a mutant was hard, especially in a world that was trying to hard to make his existence illegal, but at the very least he was human passing. Walking along the streets you'd never be able to tell that he was anything more than your average human being, it let him do things that others couldn't without scrutiny

He still had powers though, ones that he did actually quite enjoy and liked using. Being able to multiply things was fun and easy, and it sure as hell made groceries last longer. Caspian though he just felt more himself when he was using his powers, more at peace, more... himself, like he was whole again.

...that is until his secondary mutation developed, now it felt like shit.

Multiplication was still a good power, he'd never go back on that. But the whole, telekinetic, telepathic, empath mind bending whatever the fuck he developed not even a year ago? It sucked, he hated it... or maybe he just hated what it represented... so Caspian decided to lock them away—most of it anyways, shut them out into the back of his mind so none of the other telepaths could find him. He didn't need these powers, he liked his other ones better anyways.

And yet still there was that urge, the urge to use them just as he had the urge to fiddle with his hands, tap his feet against the floor, rub the back of his neck when stressed. It was a compulsion, and impulse to use that part of him because a was a part of him, and he couldn't just shut them out forever.

So Caspian walked the streets, not at night, that was stupid, but in the early twilight when everything still had that faint lavender hue to it. He knew a spot, one that was away from prying eyes where he could feel more himself. A shortcut into an alleyway led him to a space between a couple of abandoned buildings the city never bothered to demolish. No one came back here, and it was the perfect place to let loose.

So Caspian unlocked that part of his mind—some of it anyways, only a little bit more than what he already used. He took the backpack off his back and got out red spray paint, walking over to one of the walls and spraying on a target.

He stepped back towards the other wall, and reached out with his mind, picking up one of the smallish rocks laying around and threw it with his mind towards the target.

Miss. Rather embarrassingly so, actually.

Caspian winced at that. He never really bothered practicing with the power he never wanted in the first place. So he kept at it, picking up more of the alleyway rocks and throwing it at the target. He must have only been at it for 20 minutes before he heard a sudden, far too human nice behind him, causing the guy to whip around with wide cornflower blue eyes, rock hovering above his head.

"You're dreaming!" Was the first thing he blurted out. Really? What's what you were going with Cas?

[meowmeowcaronade]

I am the safest driver in the world totes promise!!