#tw open rp

[demigod-jack-hearth]

Open starter

You hear sounds from cabin 21 and you go over to investigate.

you enter and see jack sitting in the corner with a knife close to his wrists, tears flowing from his face

What do you do?

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[daughter-of-pasithea]

{open starter} don't touch me

(TW for mentions of SA even though it didn't have full on sex, panic attacks)

*it's been about a week since Alaya came to camp, she mostly stayed where she can easily move around but you saw her by the docs even if she wasn't that close but as you approach you saw her crying and sending waves of relaxation maybe she was subconsciously trying to calm herself*

What do you do?

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[mel-child-of]

{open starter} let me die

(TW for depression, suicide)

*Mel hasn't been good for a few weeks now, hell she was mostly in her monster form. As you go into the forest you saw Mel in her human form sitting on the edge of a cliff, you can see tears falling down her face. By the way she was sitting she was planning on falling off the cliff*

What do you do?

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[hoshi-neko-hikari]

Ablest Karen (open rp)

Ever since Hikari was diagnosed with dyspraxia or DCD, miss Karen has been making her life a living hell. Saying stuff like:

“Oh, so you’re one of those now? *scoff* you know you’re just faking to get attention”

“So you’re just a clumsy r-word? What else is new?”

“DCD isn’t real. You’re just making it up cuz you’re stupid and lazy.”

Or she would make Hikari’s work hard on purpose to try and prove she was faking or just to make her miserable.

This ended up with Hikari losing a lot of self-confidence and hiding her DCD in public.

Tagging: @weirdgayenby @ravensroleplays @gorefieldsworld @welcome-to-random-characters-2 @puppy-boy-toby and anyone else who wants to join

[lostwcnderlands]

status -> open to all human/human verse characters 25+! *we do not have to be mutuals to reply! age gaps are welcome* you do not have to match length!

setting -> your muse is a new recruit to a secret doomsday cult that my muse is heavily affiliated with. part of the incitation involves a confession of your sins, and having depictions of the worst 3 tattooed to your skin. my muse is the one with the tattoo gun. this will likely contain triggering content so be advised. religious/dark horror themes will be present moving forward!

my other opens - always accepting responses!

there was a precise, methodical ritual when it came to the preparation of the ink && it's accompanying gun. needles selected with care, lights dimmed everywhere but the adjustable overhead so there was little to distract josiah from his work. just him, the skin, and the release of haunting sin.

he'd done this a hundred times already. their group was small, but growing; the world around them darkening, with more lost souls craving acceptance, forgiveness, salvation, rescue. to have a way out of the dark, and into the light. to survive the pending doom that would topple everything back down to the ground. honestly, josiah couldn't wait. the depiction of flames, a raging fire that engulfed everything in it's wake, were etched in ink across his chest, only just barely peeking through now from under the neckline as he leaned down, sanitizing the gun in silence. one of his own sins - the hunger for destruction. for chaos. it was what he liked to call lust, written over his chest where his heart would be.

not lust for the pleasure of the body - though he fell victim to that, too. but instead, what josiah craved deeper, what really got his blood pumping through his veins, what really could bring the man to his knees... watching it all burn. && most importantly, being the one to hold the flame that set it all ablaze.

but tonight, it was not hellfire he wielded. instead, just an artist's tool, and the gentle whirring of the machine mimicked that of the crackle of fire in distant memories. he'd not properly looked at the subject yet - now finding them in the blurry haze of the targeted light. there was an intimacy to this ritual. it was when they would become redeemed. their worst mistakes plainly written (and by his hand, oh, how the power almost could tingle through his bones.) " this step is called the repentance. you tell me your worst three sins, and we'll face them together. you have to wear them, to be cleansed. to be set free. "

[arrowsnsarcasm]

He was sitting in a bar. He hadn’t ordered anything yet, but he was sitting there, and wasnt that enough to admit he was losing the struggle today? It wasn’t easy being away from John, and even harder to stomach was the possible consequences of making sure he was alright.

But Waylon wasn't answering.

So he was sitting in a bar, the bartender patiently wiping down a glass while he waited to see what Roy might order.

[the-young-hecate-kid]

{open starter} that's what happened

(TW child death, child abuse, death)

*you saw Mary so you went close to her, but you got transported into a memory you were in the body of Mary. You as Mary were walking through the forest of camp half-blood, you were in the middle closer to the edge to the mortal world. Someone walked up to you, he had blonde hair and brown eyes, "You lost?" He asked you shake your head "Well let's go to your parents anyways" and before you could explain he grabbed your arm. You felt scared as you tried to pull away but his grip was strong. He ran a knife around your neck drawing blood. Then he stabbed you in the shoulder/arm. You fell to the floor and you were going in and out of consciousness as you thought you were going to die someone tried to help you but it was too late. You just stared at Mary now that your back in the normal time realizing that she had to deal with that and that's how she died.*

What do you do?

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[a-mortal-turned-god]

{open starter} chaos

(red means villain Haley plus photo of her for reference, plus villain Haley won't have much effect on regular Haley)

(tw for smoking)

*in the mortal realm it was complete chaos with robots going around and being chaotic you saw Haley nearby and she was smoking*

What do you do?

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[child-of-fire-god]

{open starter} set on fire

(TW of suicide)

*you knew niobe was from Greece she never did say way she moved but today you saw her summoning a pretty big fire and it looked like she was going to set herself on fire*

What do you do?

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[serenastark-official]

📍Location: Abandoned Warehouse, New York City, Night

TW: Mention of blood and injuries

The sound of her boots echoed against the cold, cracked concrete floor as Serena limped into the dimly lit warehouse. Her breathing was shallow, each step sending a jolt of pain through her side where a deep gash had torn through her armor. Blood stained her clothes, dark red against the silver and black fabric, but it wasn’t the physical pain that troubled her the most—it was the feeling of weakness, the feeling of being vulnerable in a world that demanded strength.

Her vision blurred slightly as she scanned the room, looking for a place to collapse. The silence was almost deafening after the chaos of the fight she'd just barely escaped. She reached up, gripping the edge of a metal crate for support, feeling her knees tremble. Her hand was slick with blood from the wound on her side, but she didn't have time to worry about it.

The pain in her body and the sharp edge of panic in her chest felt familiar, but no less terrifying. She had faced monsters, aliens, and gods, but right now, the darkness and the blood were the only things that mattered.

She staggered forward, each step slower than the last, until she hit the ground with a thud. Her vision swam as her mind tried to fight off the exhaustion, but it was no use. The cold concrete against her skin felt like the only thing holding her together. She could barely make out the outline of the door at the far end of the warehouse.

"Y/n?" Her voice was hoarse, barely a whisper, but she called out anyway.

[daily-public-domain]

Day 228: Skull Men On Horses

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[i-cant-remeber]

{open starter} smoking

(TW for smoking)

*you saw Tessa outside just smoking a cigarette*

What do you do?

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[panpuchi]

ꗃ logging on... loading..... ❀ oak is online !! ❀ ╰┈➤ drew my character Kei, though im censoring the picture due to the frustrating fact that some people associate revealing clothing with NSFW content... click keep reading if you want to see the image + character lore, scroll past if not interested

Kei (she/her) is a subspecies of succubi, called Furorians. she lives and spends her time in the castle with her twin brother, Kai and her father, Moonblind. She's 25 years old and is a future teller. some people believe she's faking, but her abilities are very true and very real. She has 5 eyes, two below her main and one under the headress/crown she wears. Moonblind's kingdom is located in a hot desert area, which is why they wear revealing clothing and such. Moonblind is also their only parent. I've been making this universe for 6+ years omfg and im still not done.

shes hot <3

[arrowsnsarcasm]

I want a drink so badly.

[deaths-chosen-one]

{open starter} police

(tw for police, tw for police brutality, tw guns)

*you knew that Ailbe was homeless but she wasn't one to steal but you saw her running from the police then one of them pulled out a taser and shot them, then one of them had their knees on her making sure she didn't move, then you noticed that her prosthetic arm was replaced with a dagger no blood or anything*

What do you do?

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[katherine-fisk]

Let's start this morning off with a kick -

I threw up blood just now.

:)