#starters. / ic.

[hellsmayflower]

"National boyfriend week,huh? So....who's my boyfriend?"

[chunibyo-x-sorcerer]

"Hey guys! Guys! Gojo-sensei got us a cool mission! A halloween mission!" Daichi said with a grin as he is now psyched for this mission.

@the-silver-peahen-residence

[orangetintedglasses]

@forgivenpunishment // guess we're camping for the night

Traveling while there were outages was something ill-advised all across the planet. Even moreso when it wasn't just some localized thing-- with nearly an entire quadrant just one big question mark in terms of gang activity, weather patterns and a number of other hazards common to a hellish sand planet, no one knew what was going on and most public broadcasts were pretty heavy-handed in reminding everyone to stay safe, and not travel anywhere outside the influence of Octovern and May, labeling the entire area in-between as a dead zone until further notice.

How the cities themselves managed to get away without a scratch, though, no one was sure. But there was quite an uproar building about leaving the active cities and settlements not within their jurisdictions to the wolves...

Especially at the start of sandstorm season.

Vash was doing his part as passenger by keeping an eye out for trouble where Wolfwood couldn't as they went along their merry way, driving across a massive expanse of nothing but sand and half-ruined structures (which he assumed were old rest stops and brave attempts at making camp, torn down by weather and time), headed towards the first set of coordinates given to them by people in the last town. There, they'd said, they could find a couple of Plants who wouldn't see engineers for quite some time still-- and yeah, it was nearly a three hour drive, but get out there, calm them down and get them working again? That would hasten some of the recovery for people and places at least a hundred iles out. Maybe more, if they were willing to share.

So of course Vash-- ever the altruist --insisted that they give it a shot.

They were getting fairly close when the Plant spotted it: the beginnings of a storm gathering on the horizon. A dark smattering of wind, sand and lightning; not directly in front of them, but coming at them from the side, and coming at them fast. They had maybe half an hour, tops, before it caught up to them; Vash relayed this information to Wolfwood and the pair quickly detoured from their course, seeking out the closest structure that had a ceiling and four(ish) walls before the storm could strand them out in the open.

What they found wasn't... perfect, but it was definitely good enough. An old wooden structure with scuffed-up glass in it's windows, and big double doors still firmly on their hinges that Angelina could fit through to keep her out of the storm, too. It... had clearly had more floors at some point in the past, but the floor between the first and former-second floor was still there to provide them coverage, as well.

It was the best they could do on such short notice; the winds were already howling when they rolled up, and kicked up wisps of sand and dirt up and around their legs as they hurried the three of them inside. A bonafide blessing in the middle of nowhere.

"Yeah, this doesn't look like it has plans to let up any time soon..." Vash said idly, frowning out the window. Flashes of lightning and ominous, rumbling thunder overhead appeared to agree with him as he turned to face his companion, walking back into the center of the room.

"Guess we're sandwiched until further notice. Just glad we got here before it got dark..."

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Between bloodlines||

~~Reserved A/O/B au thread with @within-the-resort ~~

Teru Mikami was well known for what he does. To being a criminal prosecutor during the day to insure all that crossed the line was taken down. Everyone knew not to mess with him and yet, this was only remaining quiet to it.

However during the night, he was a freelance assassin given missions to kill bad targets. Right now, he was on the roof of his next target, from the notes he gotten. Though, he was well known due to his skills but also being the strongest Alpha in the group.

Right now for his target, he was after the well known Patterson family. A heartless bloodline that seems to only see the rich for their own needs. He's heard other assassins tried to take them out but not all of them was successful. Some took out a few, others died in the job. However, Teru has gotten a lot more and was done taking down another a few weeks ago. Now he got another one.

"So....Jacob Patterson...tch, another one...this shouldn't take too long.." He said going to look for a way to find him but remains hidden while keeping quiet.

[runes-menagerie]

Bear with it ||Open

Halsin ambled through the woods in his bear form. He had needed a break from the city even though he knew there was still much work to be done. The lack of nature and the confinement of the place were wearing on him however so he thought it best to give himself a little time and space to recenter himself.

And so, he was giving himself a single night to wander the woods outside the city. It was surprisingly peaceful given that the Absolute's army was on the way. Or at least it was until he heard someone or something moving nearby.

[justmemethings]

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐆-𝟏𝟑 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

Random general RP prompts, without cursing, requested by anon. Feel free to edit pronouns / etc. to make them more fitting !

“Oh my god, what is that !?”

“You should have seen them. I could hardly breathe with their ego taking up all the space in the room.”

“Hey, hey, stop. I literally have no idea of what you're talking about. How about you start from the beginning? Or at least put a subject in your sentences.”

“C'mon, who never had a ‘spaghetti coming out of the nose’ moment?”

“You insufferable...piece of...rotten lemon pie!”

“Do as I say and not as I do. For real, though. You don't want to do what I do. I don't want to do what I do.”

“I thought I’d never set foot in a place like this, but here we are. Congratulations on making my life a little more miserable.”

“Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. I might as well be talking to myself. I surely listen more to myself than you do.”

“Keep up the cocky act, it’ll only make you lose faster.”

“From where I’m standing, you’re the one who should be worrying.”

“Give me some credit. I know that I’m not a good person, but I like thinking that I can be a decent friend.”

“The only thing I trust humans with is dying when you shoot them.”

“How can you be vulnerable with someone who has shut you out over and over?”

“Yeah, not buying it. What is it that you truly want?”

“You know, now I have to challenge you at a drinking game.”

“Absolutely not. Don’t even think about it.”

“...Maybe I just need a real break.”

“I’d say that it’s nice to meet you, but maybe the circumstances could have been more…ideal.”

“You can’t be serious! Don’t you see what’s at stake here?!”

“Oh Lord, you gotta be kidding me. This will take forever.”

“Have you tried telling them that? It’s easy to forget that not everyone grieves in the same way.”

“Look at you, showing some actual good taste. I’m almost impressed.”

“Let’s skip over you judging me and talk business. Will you or won’t you?”

“Don’t get funny ideas. I’m just choosing the lesser evil.”

“Oh yeah? So, what? Are you saying that my problems will miraculously fix themselves, if I talk about them?”

“Let’s bet on it. The winner gets to make the loser do one thing. Whatever they want, no limits.”

“You must be really bored if this is how you chose to spend your night.”

“Patience, [name]. I thought you liked surprises.”

“I really wouldn't do that, if I were you.”

“Anything you’d like to say to plead your case?”

[hcneygaze]

plotted starter with @charlie69

lia took one last glance in the mirror, pouting her lips and adjusting her cleavage so that it looked just right. for months now, she'd been fantasising about her teacher, and she had the perfect opportunity to get him alone. her grades were declining, and on purpose, of course, lia had always been a smart girl. and so she'd suggested they meet after class one evening to discuss her getting some kind of extra credit. lia wasn't sure whether he knew exactly what kind of extra credit she was offering but after their meeting tonight she was certain he'd understand. lia headed to his office and knocked on the door, waiting for him to call her in before she entered.

' thanks for seeing me tonight, sir. '

[urbestestwindgod]

im gonna go blow a tree into ithaca’s biggest market :3

[fem-nomenal]

Closed starter for @the-knicker-drawer

Lydia was busy getting her clothes together for the date tonight at her place; She had hit it off well with the woman she sat across from at the endangered species benefit, and they had to rain check an ‘after party’ since the both of them were busy.

But, today was the day they had planned. She pulled up her shorts over her figure, having to jump a little in the process. They were a pair of black spandex shorts, with a halo on the front and angels wings on each cheek on the back.

She had on a black tank top that had a star design with each thread that crossed over her cleavage making a line of the star. Talking herself up, and hoping that she didn’t draw attention to her huge back scars, Lydia heard the doorbell to her home ring.

Her heart jumped into her throat, going to the door and fanning out her hair, opening it for her guest.

“It’s so nice to see you again~”

[strenuusvenator]

Jade looked around, confused.

"I swear it was supposed to be around here somewhere."

[ofdarkestdesires]

Open RP Starter: Ending the Eternal Winter

Finally. Finally, she was free. No more rules, no more restrictions, no more expectations. Elsa had never wanted that life, not even as a child—and certainly not with how her parents had shuttered her in, hidden from the world. Out here, she was free to be herself—to be the woman she was always meant to be.

She didn’t even mind that the kingdom was locked in a forever winter—she’d fix it eventually, but not now. Not when she could just be.

Her self-satisfied state stumbled as a loud, booming sound rumbled through her crystalline castle. Elsa frowned, turning to the castle doors, her eyes narrowing as she could see some conflict through the warped and thick ice-glass. Someone was here? She frowned—she just wanted to be left alone!

[mcltiples]

"Such a shame, I've been here for a while now and have yet to interact with another version of myself. How disappointing."

[grandma-susan]

@helluvaoutlaw

If the mourning dove could sing in hell, it would be a rare song to hear. But right here in hell, where the nights were bright a sailor's delights not even a hellborne swan could shed a tear. That was the color that filtered through the old maid's curtains. No matter how many layers, Pride's grotesque bruised night sky would bleed through the fabric as if it was flooding her modest Tudor home. An evening reminder that all blood would darken black and show the yellow fatty streaks of where it had stained through.

The gramophone's needle caught an unintentional groove and the horn let out a loud crackle that made a certain little creature whimper and look up at the old soul that had cranked it. Susan was curled up in her chair, a heavy blanket wrapped around her, asleep. Her tea sat half drunken on the side table, biscuits partially eaten and what seemed like an unfinished crumpled note sat on a small saucer soaking up the tea from her teaspoon.

Hell's night skies were abhorrent, and the day light skies were no better. The only thing anyone could do was to heavily drape the windows if you wanted any respite from the permanent crimson sky. At least in her corner of town it was rather quiet. At least here you could hear the little chips, chirps and lowly sleepy growls of breathing beasts in the distance. And unlike many parts of hell, the rustle of Pride's limited plant life, or at least...that was how she had left it hours ago before the clock had chimed for dinner and rest. What scuttled around her garden beds were presumed nothing more than skull faced rats, roaches and the occasional cannibal brat. Nothing more and nothing less...Especially half eaten carrion from Wrath.

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||The Journey to Forgiveness||

~~Reserved Rp with @demon-blood-youths~~

The start of the new month has arrived and as Ink said, her fraction members the DBT was grounded this month. That means everyone had to stick to their punishments written by Ink and the boys. However, she did ask Jaron to drive Navarro later this morning to his own punishment. After that, Jaron would have to hand Ink his car keys to be put somewhere for the month. Along with the others who was having their things locked away.

At the apartment, Midoriya was waiting for Jaron to show with Navarro but it was pretty early. He did get a text from her to say Jaron should be dropping off near 8:33am this morning. Or due to the most of the boys being gone to do something. So for now, he waited.

But he was wondering if the DBT will be alright though, even Yuu who had a bruise on her cheek from the punch but she was fine.

[rubbarband]

Go beyond: In america

Closed rp with @FemDeku-rp

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It wasn't often that America got Heroes from other states, usually it was a temp agency thing- or they were passing through mostly. Desmond and his Mom's agency was getting a really skilled hero, someone on the level of Japan's level 1 hero! So everyone was getting everything all dolled up for the time being.

Desmond was the same age as this hero, called themselves Deku but Izuka was a tough cookie, and honestly? this was great help after losing Stars and Stripes.

Here Des was waiting for the airplane to drop off Japan's toughest.

"Ah Izuka over here, your ride awaits." Desmond waved her down, in his casual purple shirt and black pants he smiled at her approaching. "Lemme grab your bags, did you enjoy your flight?" Des asked plainly.

[calamitousarts]

Open RP starter :D

The air rippled over a clear patch of flat ground, distorting the light behind it. The warping strengthened, oozing light out until it built up into one bright flash of blue-green. A red robot with a bright green plasma saber stood unsteadily in its place as the light subsided, staring straight up at the sky. His armor was heavily damaged, charred in places, as steam slowly rose up from a large gash in his arm.

...His body went slack, then collapsed to the ground, releasing a slow hiss as it settled where he landed. The hilt of his saber slipped out from his grip and deactivated, dissipating its blade.