#with you just doing my in-roleplay with my Team Sky oc

[spw-art]

If you have OCs... could you perhaps make a masterpost-link thing with them that I could save up to check them out/save to go back to if I forget anything on them? (Bonus points if u have potp/dragon ocs smiles)

ALSO your art slaps hell yeah 💪

Looks at you with big wet eyes. My tag #my oc should have all of em.

POTP is a universe in which I feel like it’s both difficult and impractical to make an oc for unless they exist before or after the story.

I fucking love dragons I haven’t drawn any dragons in so long. Besides Pokémon dragons.

And now I’ll see if I can remember all the tags of all my ocs. Or at least the main ones.

All of the links will just lead to their tag.

Harte Sekioka - Pokemon breeder and ex-magma admin from an amino roleplay that took place in 2017. Currently he’s used in a roleplay with friends because I didn’t want to make a new character for it. Just went ahead and decided he’s 20 years older now. Self-proclaimed sexmaster. Annoying. Single father of two. Should not be a father.

Claudia - A Ditto masquerading as a human from Harte’s universe. She’s helped him out with speeding up the process of selective Pokémon breeding. She’s also extremely important to Harte’s universe’s Team Magma.

Sif Saph - My BG3 character, I haven’t been able to play BG3 in forever. Not much info on him besides he’s the cousin of my first ever D&D character, Sif Krymsul. And he has blue dragon ancestry on his father’s side. Really really really hoping to draw him more I miss him so much.

Divo Success - Pokémon oc. He’s the platonic idea of a cowboy the same way The Stanley Parable’s Narrator is the platonic ideal of divorce. He hasn’t even seen a cow in his life. But he does have a gigantic horse that everyone is afraid of for her Stamina Iron Defense Body Press swagger. He has weird fucking abilities that allow him to be a western movie character. Every time he rides away on his horse it’s into the sunset. No matter what time of day it is. He can always appear in a cloud of dust or smoke. He operates entirely on rule of cool.

Daylight Under Outsmouth - A Call Of Cthulhu campaign that unfortunately never came to fruition. It’s about a universe being consumed by an oppressive darkness with the center of its terror being Earth. Things keep getting darker. Stars disappear from the sky. Aliens and extradimensional creatures find their way to earth as refugees. I reaaally want to make a comic or something with the story.

Aoife and Padraig - Characters made for my friend’s series called Analog Files. They’re the same person from different worlds. They’re married. They’re fucking weird. Aoife is dying of Cool Guy Cancer that’s turning her into a bug and then into a pile of flesh. She wants to be studied while she dies. Padraig loves studying her. They’re great.

Legally Distinct - A glam metal band made up of monsters from Universal Monster movies. I had made them for Art Fight, they’re quite silly, they have so much sex and do so much drugs. And rock n roll of course.

Nigellians - A type of creature made of music, glamor, passion, and magic. They’re born of human creation. Think of Eddie the Head if he was less powerful and less aggressive and more of a little fairy spirit.

Herb - An utau made by my friend NyxQuentiam who is voiced by me. I need to record a new voice bank so badly. He’s an artificial angel who harvests energy from other angels by killing and blending them. He then goes to the angel black market to turn mortals into angels: a high he should not be doing. But whatever, he’s having a good time.

Ward - Cringefail rich boy accidental racist fire genasi who sucks. Used him in a D&D campaign until it fizzled out due to the DM being weird. I don’t think I have much stuff with him here (I think it’s just one post) but he’s my beloved little shitstain. His sword is incredibly blunt. It does bludgeoning damage. He’s whining the entire time he’s adventuring.

Those are the main guys. Hope that helps! :)

Always feel free to ask more questions! Yippee yahoo yippeeeee

[sonderrow]

ARCHER. QUINN. JAEL. ROY.

Quadruple awful and manipulative beings original characters roleplay blog who enjoys stepping on people.✨✨✨✨

I stopped being too serious a while ago please enjoy yourself.

Written by 21+ yo Mao. Please be mindful of your pets' mental health ~.

General roleplay etiquette.

I am above 21 yo.

Due to my limited time I will limit myself to interacting with OCs here. Apologies.

I don’t shy away from ANY taboo subject. I will tag them. I do think I play them tastefully but at the end of the day, everyone is a critic. NSFW tag is “ .unsafe ”

Everyone should be safe to do whatever they want. All ships are valid and welcome here. This is fiction. Sky’s the limit. You know what I mean people. Don’t shape this statement into a narrative. Just be nice. Let everyone have fun no matter if it’s your cup of tea or not. Any anal person shittalking anyone else’s ships especially vagueblogging it for attention is out.

I am an absolute slow burner.

I have a condition that makes it genuinely harder for me to understand other’s more irrational feelings and can, without really meaning it, sound cold and overly practical. I apologize for any misunderstanding. Ideally when messaging me ooc, try to not be too passive about what you wish or think, as I will probably take your words literally. Said condition has a few select similarities with the autism spectrum, but is not it (as a specification); I understand people who can assume so. I do not mind being asked what it is in DMs, I just prefer to remain private about it.

Roleplaying is a team effort. Despite having serious characters, I willingly stretch situations and characteristics to make the interaction interesting for everyone, and it should go both ways. If a partner keeps denying any opening to a more interesting situation to roleplay and hides behind excuses to “stay IC” but never gives any interesting thing to roleplay about I will just lose interest.

The best kind of people is the people who realizes what’s silly in all this, totally own up for it and yet are still are grounded in reality. Those are the kind of people I like being around and greatly respect.

Any begging for money, ooc tmi, callout post, vague complaining, attention seeking/whining is risks an unfollow and/or block from me. Of course I’m a human being, if I see you do it rarely when you’re really not feeling it it’s totally good. I just avoid people driving on that. At the end of the day we’re here to roleplay and not vent like on a personal.

Mun

Asian Canadian.

English is my second language.

(In)famous at writing tops... ✨✨✨✨

[skyknightreptile]

INTRO/PINNED POST

This is still a wip bare with me

Hi! I’m Louis, some dude on the internet who really likes storm hawks to the point he’s put all of his embers into an Au that is 20 something years in the future. Kind of like a reboot but not. This blog is for me to talk about this au, draw things, take in questions and on occasion roleplay. I have way too much lore, ocs and things of the sorts that I feel the need to share it instead of keep it hidden away from the world.

What is the next gen AU?

In short it’s just my gaggle of ocs doing all sorts of things.

The long answer is it is an AU I will never given a decent/fun name too that takes place 20 years after the events of the season 2 finale. The storm hawks themselves are trapped in the far side of the Atmos along with Cyclonis and these new kids are trying to find and rescue them. All whilst trying to stop Dark Ace and his own spawn from doing the same with Cyclonis.

The squad consists of:

Crysta: raptor, heavy weapons specialist and next in line for the top spot on Terra Bogaton. She is Repton Adopted daughter and is techcially grounded. She once ran a group of raptors known as The Scrappers who scvangeved old, long dead ships from various corners of Atmos and even the wastelands. She is the one who finds the Condor and starts the search for the Storm Hawks. She wants to be a hero just like them.

Her weapon of choice is a giant harpoon gun designed to take down skimmers. She stole it from pirates who she claims were in fact murk raiders but has no proof.

Sarah Rex: Blizzarian Pilot who only ended up on the team because Crysta crashed the Condor on her home Terra in an attempt to keep it out of Cycolian hands. Her parents are long gone but she does have relations to Billy Rex who acts as her guardian. Her interests have always been with ships, skimmers and just about anything that flies. So when the condor turns up on your Terra you HAVE to go investigate.

Jackdaw: one of Dark Ace’s spawn and 100% not on his side. Originally his task was to track down the condor and bring it back but a raptor was piloting it with no knowledge on piloting ships and crashed it along with himself in it. He joined Crysta and the rest of the squad on finding the storm hawks. His lifelong goal has always new. To be a sky knight.

He’s always had some sort of rivalry with Crysta as she often scraps cyclonian skimmers, ships and supplies before he can get to them. You could say they have always been friends, just constantly trying to one up each other since they could fly.

Finch and Jett: finch is the oldest of the group. He calls himself a historian who for years has been trying to track down the Storm Hawks and figure out what happened to them and crystals. Jett is his best friend and pet who aids him in his discoveries. The two take on the role of tech savy specialists as they are really the only ones who understand anything about cystrals and restoring their power. He tracks the group down after the recover the condor and insist on joining them. For the good of Atmos! He is a Merb and although does have the paranoid trait of them he is a little more adventurous.

(Art to come)

Other fun things about this AU

crystals are duds, most stopped working when the portal opened. Luckily other sources of fuel and power were discovered and some pockets of Atmos do have working crystals. The squad along Ruth finding the storm hawks are trying to fix that too.

It’s a little more grown up. The characters are a little older but still teenagers. They say swear words and fight a lot. This I’d still a sfw setting though please don’t dirty my characters.

Crysta is a lesbian and can’t handle how pretty girls are.

The point of this blog

It’s mostly an outlet for me to ramble about my favourite show, this AU and my characters. I want to develop and share it with people as it is very important to me. I am always open for asks and drawing requests regarding these characters and I am happy to draw oc interactions between people ocs and mine. I just want to have fun, make friends and scream about storm hawks.

This is a side blog, I follow from my main @ahoinu

Proship DNI

[kaibaspuppy]

HOLY FUCKING SHIT IT SAVED IN DRAFTS HOW THE FUCK.

I THOUGHT THIS POST WAS LOST TO THE VOID HOLY SHIT. anyways its time for the history AND lore of my beloved sonic oc, skylar the hedgehog. ft bad sketches that ive already posted.

shes my longest lasting sonic oc, with origins as sonics beloved sister in a roblox roleplaying game. over time she developed, at first through extensive Autistic Child Thoughts, then through roleplays (still on roblox). when i stopped playing roblox i totally forgot about her, but a while back i remembered her existance and gave her new life. i wont be talking about her lore as sonics sister savannah, because shes so far gone from that its hard to tell theyre the same.

her mega old lore:

skylar was a member of what was basically a magical girl duo (trio?) of sisters, all members of which represented a music genre. im fairly sure skylar was the pop-themed girlie. there was also a rockstar who i forgot most of the lore abt. and MAYBE there was a pink one but i have no idea what genre she cldve represented! anyways this was where skylar first got her telekinetic powers, she didnt have them as savannah. this version of sky could be considered classic sky.

her old lore:

born to powers she didnt really understand, skylar was the daughter of a renowned scientist who was studying strange crystals she found. but the crystals had been infused with corrosive dark mana, and skylars mother went insane from prolonged exposure, going on a skilling spree and eventually being shot to death by g.u.n. soldiers. the crystals were gone however, scattered throughout the realm. she was raised by her father, who tried to teach her how to use her telekinetic powers, but he was eventually captured by robotic when he seized their home city. when evil forces becomes aware of the crystals, dubbed the 'demon crystals', skylar must find them before he unleashed their corruptive power and destroys the world as she knows it.

this version of skylar is quite similar to the modern rendition, just with a bit stranger story. shes 15 and she had a boyfriend in the rps i did. at one point she got like fuckin posessed??? she was like a protoblorbo i loved her so much. a bit of her lore revolved around the rp game i played, which was like...crossover sonic rpg i think? i loved to fuck arnd in there

her current lore:

skylar remembers very little about her childhood, her memories scattered and blurry. her mother azula was a military scientist tasked with creating a perfect weapon. she somehow uncovered crystals infused with a dark energy, and eventually the power consumed her making her go mad. azula was locked away in a g.u.n. facility for a long time, and skylar was raised by her father colbalt. when she was 18 robotnik took over her city, and 'inducted her father into his ranks'. azula eventually broke out of of the g.u.n. facility and joined robotniks ranks, searching for her weapon so they could jointly rule the world. skylar joins up with team dark to search for the crystals, which she believes her mother is hellbent on looking for, all while g.u.n. and robotnik + azula are after her.

she doesnt know that she is the weapon.

this is her current iteration and i love her lore soooo much. yeah her father got roboticized. its a little awkward when azula and colbalt run into each other in the halls. ANYWAYS shes a lebsian and rouge is her crush (and later hee girlfriend) because i said so! she also probably gets mistaken for sonic a lot, being a blue hedgehog with greenish eyes. she looks a lot more like sonic than any of the other s-name hedgehog boys.

anyways do you love her y/n

[wcamino-confessions]

Here's a story for you all.

At least 1 year ago I was hosting an rp. Role plays on Warriors animo are kinda a pain in the ass because you can have people audition or not.

Sadly I got lucky. Will call this roleplay Doe'clan. So, if I were to talks about people the drama will be hidden.

Doeclan had its good storyline about a cat who didn't want to be known as Breeze'star yet and just Breeze'catcher. Which happen in one cannon cat.

Can't remember that cat name, sorry.

Anyway, the rp was very normal to a clan rp. But with more drama. Once, Breeze catcher had a love triangle because why not. And had so many kits for some reason.

But no, what made this roleplay more interesting was the fact people for some reason loved to be op.

No questions asked.

One time, a apprentice name Falcon'paw was kidnapped by a Starclan medic.

HOW?!

I don't see that to be possible. How can a ghost cat kidnaps an apprentice and take them to a ghost heaven?

It would make more sense if it was a dream. But it wasn't.

I didn't like this and being a mod of the chatroom, the organizer decided to play with fire at that point.

Our response was the founder of the cat to each another apprentice to kill cougars and sharks in one blow.

Basically, if you were gonna be op. We were gonna be op.

One time, a person decided to kill an oc of mine with NO PERMISSION. I was sad because of that oc was gonna be another oc ((who was a medic)) mate.

My response? I made a flood happen.

THE RAIN OF GOD.

Another time was when everyone wanted to kill Breeze'catcher ((with no permission)) and use dogs to kill him.

Even though Breeze was able to kill dogs after Leopard'kit killed a shark. And kept killing big shark doo-doo forever.

But anyways, that was the last straw and basically- the organizer's response?

Shot lighting down into the camp by STARCLAN and caused a huge fire that killed everyone.

Except for my characters, Breeze, Rain, Sky, and Crow and her kits.

Basically, if your gonna murder a cat with no permission then I might as well murder all the cats.

But oh boy it doesn't end there.

Will call this person Cheesecake.

Cheesecake for some reason made a revolution chat and wanted to take the Doe'clan team down for being op and making the rp fun.

When they were the ones making the rp suck.

The organization decided to renew the roleplay and to top it off make every one die as there plot of recarnation for pay back.

Cheesecake and her crew did not like that. And basically harassed us mods etc. Where finally I decided to send a spy's to spy on them and knowing what they were doing.

Some pathetic stuff happening. Cheesecake even went as far as to STOLE the organizer ocs and sell them on Adopts amino. For coins.

I decided that was enough and called my buddy Robot ((her boyfriend)) to tell me her password of her account and her other accounts.

He agreed cause he wanted to have some revenge on her. Best Ex ever.

This was also the same time Cheesecake kept sending rumors, stealing the mods ocs, and black mailing us.

Just for a stupid roleplay.

I could've gotten the LT banned her, but then again I knew she hop on her other accounts and continues the same shit there.

So, I got into her account and deleted/got her banned by posting traced art and such on the animos.

And basically, made her life suck.

Because she deserves it 100%

What happened to the other people in the Revolution. They got banned too. After someone exposed them.

And that's my friends is the most drama I've had in a roleplay.

[fyrapartnersearch]

Medieval fantasy + Coming-of-age 1x1 story

Hi to all! So, now that I’ve fallen back into the pace of roleplaying and recovered my writing groove, I want to revisit one of my oldest OCs and develop her story a little further! Which means I’d love a literate partner interested in joining me.

Things you might want to know:

Though I came up with these plot ideas for the sake of starting to playing my OC again, I want whoever rps with me to also have fun; therefore, all the prompts below are open to discussion and I’m prepared to make your character(s) just as important, give them interesting arcs, move our story forward as a team, etc.

I’m female, 23, and write in third person, usually multi-paragraph. 

I’m looking for another 20+ writer with a similar writing style. I’m also okay with doing single-paragraph in rapid-fire situations; these are actually a lot of fun to me, but I understand that people with busier schedules will prefer one long reply every day or so. Either of these two paces is fine by me.

My OC is a female shapeshifter, raised by a coven of supernatural creatures, who recently left her homeland to go make a life of her own (and have adventures).

I have a bit of worldbuilding figured out and there is plenty of space for adding more. It is a high fantasy environment, though my priorities are character and plot development.

These plot ideas may or may not be romantic. I have fun with romance, but platonic/fraternal relationships are also welcome. 

Multiple characters are welcome. Your OC(s) may be any gender and virtually any species (including human); from vampire or werewolf to banshee or witch. The sky's the limit. Just no godmodding, please. 

With that said, here are some plot points I’d love to cover:

My OC arrives into a small town with plenty of local problems and, being very idealistic, tries to play hero and stand up to its criminals to defend the townsfolk. Because she’s young and inexperienced, she accidentally makes matters worse; so your character, who was just passing by (they may be a merchant, mercenary, ex-military, or basically anything, but they happen to be a great fighter) helps deescalate the situation and lectures her about the whole thing. She proceeds to follow your character everywhere, demanding to be taught the ways and offering to work as an apprentice in exchange. Your OC is cynical and a little bitter from their years working alone, but the young woman just won’t shut up, so they accept begrudgingly and later start warming up to her.  

While travelling, my OC runs into a battle between warring armies. After she uses her powers to transform into a creature and try to get out alive, both sides stop fighting to try and hunt said creature, as its body could be prime material for better weapons. Although she gets away, she notices that she’s able to provide these tribes a common enemy, so she starts pretending to be a monster from their regional myths and “attacking” them at night, finding clever ways to never really hurt them. During the day, she poses as a girl from a nearby village, brings provisions, and tries to persuade both clans to stop the conflict. Your character is a soldier/commander in one of these armies who starts suspecting of her (wondering if she’s a double agent) and decides to figure out what she’s hiding, even if it means spending an odd amount of time around her and making everyone around think that they're infatuated. 

My OC settles down in the main citadel of a thriving kingdom. She opens a small potion and herb shop, seeking to try living a calm, normal life for the first time after a long journey full of shenanigans. One evening, she catches your character stealing from her and chases them through half the city; when confronted, your intimidated OC threatens her to leave them alone “or else”. As it turns out, they are royalty who snuck out of the castle to try and escape boredom, get to know the town better, find some thrill. After a lot of bantering, they become unlikely friends and start visiting each other when possible. My OC mocks yours for how sheltered their life is, and yours mocks mine for being so “barbaric and unrefined”; but as they become closer, they start realizing that none of them enjoys living in this city (each for different reasons), and they begin to contemplate leaving together - even if that kind of looks as though my OC is kidnapping the prince/princess. Meh, they’ve been in worse trouble before.  

These are summarized to fit two main OCs, but more characters may be added to the plot if you like to double.

If any of these seems interesting to you, message me on Discord! Username is AuriRps#1651.

[hey-ho-hero]

League of Legends Roleplay Casting Call

Hello everyone! Are you looking for a chance to be a part of a friendly group of League Roleplayers? 

Than do I have the proposition for you! 

My name is Hero and I am looking for people who are interested in joining a Discord Roleplay group! The server is a multi-skin, star guardian centric, high school AU plot based in Valoran High. For a more detailed plot description so far please look below!

Please try to choose from Base skins, any of the space skins (Odyssey, Dark star, etc), Academy, or Star Guardian skins. No OCs this time around folks! We also do not accept duplicates of already claimed characters.

This RP does go through multiple arcs, by the way! We are currently in Arc two!

We have several rules that I ask you be considerate of: The first and foremost is be active. We ask if you plan to be inactive for upwards of three weeks that you talk to one of the admins.  We can’t help you if the plot goes to fast because you are inactive. We ask that you also that you be respectful to your fellow members and the admins. For the most part this is a plot intensive server, and there can be heavy themes involved, as well as nsfw in the correct channels, so please if you want to apply please bare that in mind!

We also ask that you keep in mind that any canon/fanon ships are not guaranteed. If you apply to be a Xayah, don’t expect to be shipped with the Rakan.

Also please note that if you apply to be Lux, we ask you be comfortable picking up where Lux left off before (we’ll catch you up beforehand, of course).

Lastly please check out the characters we have already, and then read the summary of the first arc to see if you’re interested! Thank you, and I look forward to hearing from all of you! Right now we have: Star guardian Lulu, Jinx Jhin and Kayn

Plot summary below the cut

Within the halls of Valoran High Boarding School, Jinx had started a group chat that she left relatively public so anyone could join. In the early morning hours of showering, Lux stepped on Kuro and Shiro after her shower. She then ran  to the group chat to express to Jinx her displeasure. Later on Viktor and Braum joined the chat followed by Jhin way after the other two. Outside of the chat Jinx recommended that Viktor talk to Lux about joining the Star Guardians since Viktor seemed to show interest. When confronting and talking to Lux, she soon expressed her displeasure and sent Viktor off with a threat of blasting him.

Viktor and Lux got into a weird text fight while Jinx comforted and essentially gave information to Viktor that further infuriated Lux upon her learning of it.

After Viktor and Jinx talked for a while, it was clear that Viktor may not become a star guardian, but Jinx held up hope.  She believed that anyone should be welcome, and it caused a few arguments with Lux. Lux and Jinx talk, and it comes to light that Lux has a crush on Jinx.  Lux kisses Jinx, and Jinx runs off, unsure how to feel.  With a little help from Vi, Jinx comes to realize she likes Lux in turn, and they kiss making their relationship official. Meanwhile Jhin is served hedgehog in his lunch, and is thoroughly disgusted.  The lunch lady turns up dead shortly after the incident, and Jhin begins to have dreams of what Jinx assumes is the first star. She encourages him to talk to Lux, but nothing much other than a better understanding comes of the situation. Later on, Jinx troubled by Jhin's situation, and by a sense of something coming, she takes Lulu to dinner where she discovers that Lulu is a star guardian, and is invited onto the team.

Orianna has now joined the chatroom and Jinx, Braum, and Orianna all bought weed off of Vi.

Shaco has joined the chatroom, Jinx grows increasingly troubled by the situation at hand. She now is under the believe that Viktor, Jhin, and Orianna are all going to become members of the dark star, and she doES NOT like that.

She ran off to get some answers, returning only because she was injured while searching the cosmos for what the Dark Stars were. Meanwhile, Jhin was troubled by his nightmares, and had to take a break, leaving the school for a short while and letting Leona sub for the class.  He is now back.

Jinx still is very troubled by the situation she was given, and thus talks to Jhin about her situation.  Jhin convinces her to stay in her club Lux leaves without warning, making Jinx the defacto leader, despite her questioning more and more her involvement with the star guardians.

Yasuo has also returned from some space adventures, and Kayn has been caught stealing from Jhin and many others, and put in the Punishment Room. Caitlyn has hosted a bakesale.

At the bakesale, a new star guardian made his appearance, Malzahar. Though he may not be all he seems, Jinx seems to like him as a person, and wants to trust him. His spider familiar,,,not so much. After the bake sale, things have gotten incredibly serious. Kayn has been corrupted by Rhaast, a Dark star, and Jhin has slowly seeping corruption and an eye void. Out of his eye void crawled out a baby khazix who is growing very fast. Jinx blames herself for kayn's corruption, having left him alone despite promising him she could help him. Jinx leaves to clear her head, though she has a very bad infection that she let go untreated. The infection was caused by a void creature fight. At this same time, Kayn wanders off as well. Jhin goes to find Kayn, and Zoe goes to find Jinx (after Zoe blew dark stars cover). Jhin and Kayn get into a fight, Zoe finds jinx burning up and completely unconcious. Thresh carries jinx to the infirmary, and Jhin carries Kayn. Kayn escapes with some injuries.  Jinx, however, ends up losing her arm as she let the infection spread too much. The baby Khazix is growing very fast, and can speak. Thresh scares the shit out of jinx like a jerk, Talon kills Zoe for blowing the cover of dark star, everyone seems to hate Zoe, which drives her to make a pact with the dark star. Lulu comea back from a family runion with Pix's family. Everything is metaphorically on fire and she has to do damage control, trying to keep jhin and kayn from corrupting completely.

Lulu catches up with all of the chaos and befriends Kayn and Rhaast. Further meetings with Rhaast cement their relationship and they confess their love. Jinx gets her robotic arm and gets to know Rakan better in the hospital. Jhin's corruption spreads further and Loki goes missing, but just as he is found he attacks Jhin, resulting in Jhin having to kill him. In his grief his corrupted eye sucks in an entire home improvement store. Thresh comes to comfort him. His eye later births a voidling, which grows up to be Kha'zix, as well as another creature similar to an alligator, which Jhin gifted the unique name Loki 2, became his new pet. In a fit of jealousy and wrath fueled by the corruption of the Dark Star, kayn goes on a rampage, heralding the start of the apocalypse as the Dark purple sky swirls above the school, which is now on lockdown. Lulu consumates her love with Rhaast before getting kidnapped by Kayn. Rhaast and Kayn battle, Lulu intervenes and puts him into a sedated state. Jinx and Rakan meanwhile confess their love under the corrupted moonlight. Zoe and Yasuo talk on his ship for a while. From there, things only seem to get as the corrupted sky grows. Rhaast and Thresh disappear leaving behind cryptic messages and a world of heartbreak. Jinx is completely losing it, refusing to let Rakan out of her sight the best that she can.

The corruption of the world and the sky reach a breaking point after rhaast and Thresh disappear, and ultimately on the school campus there are only a handful of people left. This leaves Lulu, Jinx, Rakan, Jhin, and Kha'zix to  fight the threat as the gather in the courtyard. First its a wave of voidlings, but Thresh soon reappears, having grown huge, the influence of the Dark Star clouding his judgement and forcing him to fight his friends. Kayn and Rhaast then reappear and enter the fight, and Kayn takes his form and bends Rhaast back into his scythe form, convincing Lulu that Rhaast was killed in the process.  In her grief, Lulu loses her control on her magic. Jinx turns her attention from the void creatures to Kayn, seeing Lulu broken hearted fueling her unstable anger and motivating her to destroy the man she once called her friend. Kayn fights Thresh, in this fight Rakan uses his charm distract Kayn and stirs awake a very much not dead Rhaast. This brings Lulu back to reality and the fight continues, although really it was Kayn Vs Thresh at this point, and Kayn comes out the victor. He wounds Thresh in what could only be assumed to be a mortal way, and Thresh disappears to an unknown destination. After Thresh disappears, Rhaast retracts his pact with Kayn, and is dropped as a weapon. Kayn disappears as well. Lulu gathers up Rhaast, who decides he needs to hide for a while in his weapon form. As the fight is over, and the sky clears up, there's a mix of emotions all round the group of...."Star guardians". Joy, fear, sorrow. But for now, it seems that the world was safe.

[huge6s-blog]

RANDOM FACTS ABOUT THE MUN.

Repost, not reblog! Tag 6 muns you would like to get to know better when done!

Name: Kaitlyn! Please, for the love of god, never use it.

Nickname: Katy, Kat, variations; (Katydid, Katybug, Kitkat, etc.) But if you wanna call me something else, that’s fine too!

Age: 22! Simultaneously too old and a wee bab, lmao

Faceclaim: Not something I do! I could never pick just one, besides maybe my own face! (I’d thought about using Shuu Iwamine or Rize Kamishiro before, if that says anything haha)

Pronouns: Your highness/My liege She/Her! But “they/them” is good too.

Height: ~5’6”-5’7”; I can’t remember the last time I checked.

Birthday: Poppin’, obviously March 30th.

Aesthetic: Purple and black?? EGNautilus scientists tittering excitedly over adorable or exciting sea creatures. Omnipresent Mountain Dew cans, fast food and colorful kneesocks. 2AM adventures on clear nights in summer that last until dawn starts sending it’s first beams into the sky. Spacey FPS games and cutesy RPG and Pokemon games interspersed throughout. Weathered frames and tired eyes. ROBOTS… I have no idea, man. A lot of things!

Last song you listened to: “The Thief and the Moon” by Shawn James!

Favourite muse(s) you’ve written: kfkjdf. Sixes definitely counts,, Uhh. My first was a canon-divergent Eridan, who I’d played before Act 6 was even close to being a thing! And he was a lot of fun. Accidentally made a “do not that” meme that still sometimes plagues me to this day ldkfdk A dream-bubble/dead Karkat who’d been murdered in his timeline’s Gamzee’s rampage and only had one eye, he was a biiiig favorite. I loved having enough energy for that all; typing that much shittalk??? Was one of the most fun things I’ve ever done in roleplay, holy shit. Entire fucking PAGES of just these absolutely USELESS rants because that nubby little shit had so much passion for it. Fuck. I loved Karkat. A bloodswapped, cobalt-blooded Karkat who was also post-game for a pre-established timeline where trolls and humans co-existed on the same planet(s). He was a Thief of Blood and a massive asshole; at his worst, he was manipulative, isolative, vengeful, restless… But also, he was a really big dork??? He LOOOOOVED spy movies and probably popped boners regularly for Black Widow and James Bond or the Kingsmen. Fucking nerd. He fancied himself a spy; his best friend was a badass hacker, and they’d (F)LARP together as a stereotypical “you hack, I’ll infiltrate” team. Before Earth, he never cared about Christmas, but one year his richass neighbourhood started putting up flashy decorations and he got jealous, so he stole a shitton of them to make his own house look the best. He’s so… So stupid. I love him so much. And of course, jumping off the Homestuck bandwagon; I have Lv/Hadz! My dorky, sadsack pun machine. A (sort of, mostly) secret post-genocide Sans; the Bad Run™ had been reset after completion, but something went wrong, so he remembers it. Still, he’s been running for like, two years now! So he’s had a lot of time to go and bury all that as deeply as monsterly possible lmaooo. He’s distrusting, paranoid, and isolative himself; but he’s probably the most all-around good guy on this list. He just wants to get on with his life and never have to fight anyone ever again, lmfao. I… I also have a few OCs, but you’ll have to pry those out of my cold, dead hands. … Carefully. With lots of reassurance. (I’m very shy…)

What inspired you to take on your current muse (that you are posting this on): I like… Undertale. And I like Underfell enough that once the idea was presented to me, my mind kinda ran away with it, haha. It started with Hopper, my weird UF Sans! But it feels like every time I approach the AU I have slightly different ideas for it, pfft. I guess with Sixes, I wanted to step away from the skeletons for awhile! I was really excited about messing with Mettaton for it, because I… Really liked listening to the radio for awhile, haha. I thought it’d be kind of cool if instead of being really excited to be seen flaunting himself across a television set, he wasn’t so happy with how he turned out physically, and made his influence a little less directly visible. It fit in well with the seemingly common theme of conflict in Underfell, and things just really exploded from there! It’s hard to summarize in just a few short words. That said, Sixes probably wouldn’t have a blog at all if it wasn’t for tumblr user wibler’s- Sixes’ Sans!- mun coaxing me into giving it a shot! She has a lot of faith in my creative abilities. I dunno what I’d do without her support through the past few years, heheh. She’s neat.

What are your favourite aspects of your current muse: LOUD ANGRY ROBOT LMFAO Shit though, I dunno! I like writing a character who goes through the bipolar disorder motions, the manics and the depressives. I love watching him go hot and cold on characters as he flipflops through his impulses and subsequent regrets. I love that in his timeline, everyone knows him while he himself actually… Hardly knows anyone at all. He’s made himself untrustworthy, and in turn doesn’t trust anyone, either, so he hardly ever opens up beyond… You know. Angry screaming, or shameless flirting and flattery, ignoring personal space bubbles… I love that his Sans being absent kind of smacked him on the nose, because that was someone he was actually making a connection with, but tried to play it off like Sans was just another moment in his life so he kind of treated him like a dick lmao. Deadass knew the poor little dude had anxiety issues and scared him on purpose, made joking death threats, joked about flirting with his shittyass brother… Sixes was such a prick. Fuck. And he realizes that! And after ditching his family just to have a cataclysmic fallout with his other BFF, Alphys, Sans disappearing… It’s something he blames himself for. It kind of sobered him up a little to the way his actions affect people. AND DESPITE EVERYTHING, HE STILL USES HIS CAMERAS (THAT HE STOLE FROM ALPHYS IN A PETTY FIT) SCATTERED ACROSS THE UNDERGROUND AND HIS SHITTY TRAP ROOMS IN HOTLAND TO PUBLICALLY HUMILIATE RANDOM CITIZENS IN A WIPEOUT-ESQUE PODCAST ON THE UNDERNET. At least that assholitude earns him money, though! Fuck. I also reaaallly love how different AUs bring out different aspects of his character, but that’s a rant for another time or place! Hoo. I dunno, man. I could go on about Sixes for like, ever. He’s a really fun muse.

What’s your biggest inspiration when it comes to writing: I’m… I’m not even gonna lie, a lot of it is the positive feedback lmao. I don’t, uh. Do much these days, creatively or recreationally speaking, and I don’t really have a lot of friends IRL… Er, any, actually, if you’re only counting closehand. All my friends live hundreds of miles away, and it sucks. But this is… Simultaneously social and creative. I get to talk to people, and make friends, and toss creativity back and forth with people, and it’s really fulfilling. I love to be a part of other people’s creative processes! I love seeing what other people do with THEIR characters, and when we all??? Interact??? Mother of God, it’s such a treat! Everyone’s so creative and impressive and inspiring… And hearing/seeing us all go back and forth about what we admire in each other… I’m pretty happy with just being a part of writing, and telling other people that I love what they do! But every now and then it comes back around to me in little ways, and it feels really special. It’s hard to imagine anyone liking my stuff past a “they’re pretty cool I guess, yeah” sentiment, despite my glittering impression of a lot of the writers in the community; so when someone DOES say they like my stuff, even just by saying they like a drawing, or like the way I described something, I go OFF THE WALL LMAO. Straight up dissolve and slip through the floorboards a la Gaster style with how lovely it feels. Shucks… And, you know. Watching characters develop in general- whether they be mine or not- is really fulfilling and inspiring. A good cycle.

Favourite types of threads: Anything that feels meaningful! I love it when two characters make any kind of connection, despite the context. That said, typically “angst” and “fluff” style threads are a big favorite, but there has to be, like… you know. Meaning to it. It feels really… I dunno, cardboardy to just throw a muse into a woodchipper for no particular reason just to have them drag themselves to another muse begging for help or to have a chance to explain some kind of deep, edgy feeling or story. Baseless fluff has a lot more wiggle room lmao, but that can get really monotonous really quick if something more significant fails to spark somewhere along the line. Just so long as something’s getting achieved somehow, I guess! If it feels like nothing’s changed between the two at the end of the thread, it feels really unfulfilling and hollow.

Biggest struggle in regards to your current muse: URRRGH. IMPLEMENTING THE RADIO SHOW/PODCAST THING… On one hand, Sixes has kind of collected the idea that the multiverse is a very indifferent place towards the goings-on within his timeline! And, he supposes, that that suits him fine. Hurts his pride a little, but it’s something he’s just going to curl up and lick his wounds for, pfft. But still! I wish I knew how to make it a little more obvious and prominent- The same could go for his growing industry, too! I guess I’ve just been jobless too long to really have a feel for it like I should, oof… Additionally, drawing him is reALLY HARD… He’s in his classic box form most of the time because he’s really insecure about his EX form, and yet I draw his EX form more than anything because the box is frustrating to draw??? And despite it all, I’m still not sure I’m terribly happy with how his EX form looks!!! He’s supposed to be a little closer to a NEO design than initially planned, as Alphys fully intended him to be a KILLING MACHINE from the start without telling him! But he caught on early on, and they kind of bullied each other into compromising a bunch of things until he was just this “hideous” mess that neither of them were terribly happy with… So, you know. The indecision carried over to me too, evidently! Ugh.

Tagged by: nah! Just stole it was all. (from slobbyseconds/coolskeletonsdontcry forever ago, but just got around to now. kfjf)

Tagging: Anyone who wants to! @ me back if you do it, though; I love reading these things!

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Welcome to the Wardens, Isaac! Your application for a WARRIOR OC has been accepted with an Eoin Macken FC.

It was an absolute delight to read through such a well thought out application with so many links to the lore in Norvik and across the continent, making this character have solid reasons for the way he is and the destiny he is going to find in the Wardens! The small charming details about his mother’s necklace and the Golwren family really make him a believable character in the world too. It will be really interesting to see how this mischievous man handles his newfound duties in the Wardens - especially as he will be teaming up with Fenarious followers and warriors of the Arm’s Guild which will surely create tension! He’s exactly the right character to bring a lot of pressure and fun in the plots, and I cannot wait to see how he develops down the line.

The application can be found under the cut. You have 48 hours to create a roleplay account (cannot be a sideblog) for your character and we will be updating our opening date soon!

O O C - I N F O

Name: Isaac Age: 21 Timezone: EST Activity Level: I’m a university student that works Thursday – Saturday most weeks, so I’m mostly able to be around on my off days! Extra: Anything to do with seizure activity makes me uncomfortable.

S K E L E T O N - I N F O

T H E - B A S I C S

Name: Jónas Llewellyn Golwren Nickname/Alias: Dara / “Dalrah” Gender: Cisgender male Age: 29 Class: Warrior, renegade Faceclaim: Eoin Macken

C H A R A C T E R - D E T A I L S

Nationality: Norvik Appearance: A man with dark hair and a severe nose, Jónas never quite fit in with the boys and girls on the island of Norvik, even as a child. Not even the flecks of green and gold scattered through the hazel of his eyes could tie him to the ethnic aesthetic of the islanders – all blonde hair and blue eyes, fiery red and green if they could trace their ancestry to Crywren before leaving the mainland. As he grew up, he took pride in being a bit of a black sheep amongst a flock of solemnity, growing his hair out until it waved and flowed like a lush mane, a sort of statement of his quiet rebellion.

And though one cannot deny the severe line of his nose, there is nothing else that’s very severe about him. Unlike most Norvik men, smiling and a sort of boyish playfulness and charm come easily to Jónas, the warmth of it lighting up his face no matter the island’s near-constant wintry cold. There’s a comforting ease about him, a flirtation in the twinkle of his eye that’s just dangerous enough that once the boy became a man, the color of his hair was no longer the reason he was being kicked out of people’s homes.

That aside, perhaps the most notable physical attribute cannot be found in the defined tone of his chest, but what adorns it. He wears a necklace that bears great significance to him, never daring to take it off even in his sleep; composed of a crescent moon charm and with it, his mother’s wedding band, hanging from a silver chain. The moon was given to him by his father when he was only a boy, the ring given to him after his mother’s passing.

Personality:

{ + } Easygoing ( + Charming) – Never one to sweat the small stuff, Jónas will always be the sort of man to give an easy smile, letting all the warmth in his bones shine through to put others at ease. He’s learned that in life sometimes you’ve just got to let the bad roll right off your shoulders. His mother always taught him that even in the coldest days of winter you’ve got to let the sunshine break through; there is always warmth to be found in laughter.

{ + } Quick-witted – And with not much of a filter to boot. It got him in trouble more often than not as a child and it was never a habit he learned to break. If there’s a quip to be made, Jónas is going to make it. And if he’s just got to roll with the punches (and throw a few of his own) as a consequence, so be it.

{ + } Truehearted – The man’s got his own set of morals and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t stick to them (even if they seem a bit off-center to the rest of the world). He will do what he sees as right even if that means dying for it. True to his word and the idea that nobility is defined by the actions of a man, he abides by a code of honor he’s made for himself through living and learning.

{ ­­- } Jaded – The perceived betrayal of the Arms Guild and the true betrayal of his own flesh and blood made Jónas weary of the kindness of strangers from a very young age, and the death of his mother cemented this. Despite the warmth of his nature, there is a defined line between going out to the tavern to get sloshed and sing some songs, and letting others see what lies beneath all the boisterous laughter and slaps on the back.

{ - } Stubborn – It takes a hell of a lot to get Jónas to admit that he’s wrong. He knows his own intellect and trusts it implicitly, making him difficult to persuade. Still, he’s not hard-pressed to apologize when he realizes he’s wronged someone, the kindness and gentleness of his mother seeping through from time to time. Though the next day he’ll go back to being just as brusque as usual, any evidence of such previous tenderness swept carefully under the rug.

{ - } Mischievous – Perhaps he’s always in the wrong place at the wrong time or perhaps it’s his stupid mouth: whatever it is, it’s always getting Jónas into trouble. He’s got a bit of a knack for it. And even when he has the right to raise his hands and beg being the victim, there are likely fingers crossed behind his back. He takes great fun in a good practical joke, and he’s very well aware of how much of an irritant he can be.

C H A R A C T E R - B A C K G R O U N D

History: Jónas Llewellyn Golwren was born just four years before his baby brother, on a snowy winter’s morn, though never would the two meet in the days to come. He was named after their shared father, though this was all they shared.

As a child he often felt out of place, not quite looking like the other children for the thick, dark hair given to him by his father, and the disdainful glances shot toward his mother by those they shared both blood and name with. Still, not even the rift between he and his mother’s family could keep him from smiling as the years passed, his father not often around, but always bringing good food and thoughtful gifts when he came to visit (often the first four years or so, less after); the half crescent moon being the last before the visits stopped for good.

At twelve years old, it is difficult to receive word of the death of a father that was romanticized for all the time in between. He remembers the desperation in his mother’s eyes when they received the letter, the choked sobs burned into his memory. He remembers the feeling of the rough parchment beneath his fingertips when he ripped it from her hands. Executed in Crywren, accused of treason by the Arms Guild, the sentence carried out by the Fenarious elders. The letter gave no apology and so neither did he as he tore at it until he could no longer see it for the saltwater welling in his eyes.

When his mother spoke to the Arms Guild about compensation, they gave her only a finely forged sword that Jónas would one day grow into. When she turned to her family, they turned her away. This is when a seed of anger began to grow in the young boy’s belly that will remain buried within him to this day.

The time between his twelfth year and his twenty-fifth were dedicated to learning how to use that sword to the best of his ability and pushing that best to be better than anyone and everyone else’s on the godforsaken island where he had no family and people turned down their noses at mere mention of his name. The older he got, the better he became, and the less he cared about letting his mouth run until he was winning brawls in the streets when the moon hung high in the sky and the music in the taverns of Daelach rose up to the heavens like merry offerings to the gods of old.

And then his mother became ill.

It started one summer afternoon when they thought she’d grown faint from the sun, but from that day on Jónas became tied to her bedside. Over the course of a year he was forced to sit idly by, watching as doctors from far and wide – one even as far as the southern border of Siften – treated her time and time again to no avail. On his twenty-sixth birthday, he finally snapped, taking to the Golwren stables and stealing a horse before setting out for Whiteflow Forest, where a flower that could cure all ills was rumored to grow.

In the forest, the dead are waiting. Growing up in city life with the smell of salt, fish, and sea, Jónas had heard of such things – the corpses that dance in the night to lure the living to their death like ghostly, ghoulish sirens of sorts – but, like many city boys, he supposes he always thought them to be things of nightmare. But the cut of their claws and the coagulated blood they leave on his sword he learns are very real.

He is lucky to be one of few men who have entered the Whiteflow Forest and lived to tell the tale, but upon his return, flower in hand, he is greeted not by his mother, but by her doctors, all shuffling feet and somber faces. He wonders if the Aeltau flower can soothe the hollow of his chest, and so he has it preserved, keeps it tucked away in his satchel where it remains when he sets out across the sea by his twenty-seventh year, his mother’s ring now joining his father’s moon, never to look back at Norvik and its people.

From then ‘til now, Jónas has traveled here and there and far between, ripping through Eldris and its taverns like a gale storm, never staying in one place for long, following wherever the wind takes him. He’s fed by the money he wins that same day gambling, and he beds women just to have a place to stay for the night (or the week, if she (or, occasionally he) manages to tempt him into staying for one breakfast that often turns to two or three or more).

From lovers’ beds to tavern brawls, to the occasional act of heroism, Jónas has made a name for himself, now known across the land as Dalrah: a tornado tearing through the land like a human hurricane. Still, he’s quite pleased by his reputation. It’s given him the chance to fly under the radar, now introducing himself simply as ‘Dara,’ tongue-in-cheek, so no one can place his name or face back to Norvik.

Reason for joining the Wardens: Having faced the consequences of the impending Rifting first hand, Jónas knows the dangers that face this world, and that he is right to fear it. And so when he has a run-in with the Wardens – being in the wrong place at the wrong time as he so often is in life – it’s only instinct to lend a helping hand, sword attached. When he’s asked to join their ranks after the fact, he decides that perhaps he’s got just enough moxie left in him for one last adventure – wanting to do what is right, and knowing that if the coming Rifting is to be the death of him, he wants to go out fighting.

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Pokemon Divination Challenge

I really wish I had the energy to roleplay, I really truly do. But with things going on the way they are, I just don’t. Sad fais. But my Trainer’s journey is really interesting so far!

Day 2: Kanto

1. The Journey Ahead: VI--The Lovers

“Hold My Heart” Lindsey Stirling ft. ZZ Ward

Choices and romantic companionship. At least I won’t be alone! Will I have to choose between love and Pokemon?! *gasp*

This is a call to pay attention to the needs of my heart. Choose the right combination, the right partner, and something magical will happen! (Maybe my team comp bears some evaluation? Don’t care about weaknesses, choose the cute ones that make you happy!)

2. What do the colorful towns hold for you? 10 of Cups

“Broken Wings” Flyleaf

Another card about romantic love! This is a card about what it takes to construct  a shared, safe place where love can freely flow. It takes hard, purposeful work, communication and understanding. (My relationship with my pokemon is really important, guys.)

3. How will you face the challenges ahead? Ace of Cups

“Honest Affection” Kye Kye

I face them with an outpouring of love. Every day is a chance to understand and grow. I almost feel a sense of effortlessness! Again, there’s a sense of flow and balance here. (I believe in my bond with my pokemon. Lots of PokePuffs and cuddles.)

4. What lessons will you learn on the journey? King of Swords

“Sun Goes Down” David Jordan

Well, that’s...hm. Intellectual Mastery comes to mind--but how do I deal with the fact that I’m supposed to leave him behind according to yesterday’s reading? Don’t overthink things. Sometimes it really is that simple. A peaceful mind makes a peaceful heart? (....Do I have something against a Professor or something??)

5. What will Kanto teach you? Six of Pentacles

“1:42″ Danger

This feels like there’s two distinct parts of this reading. And not just because the King and the Six showed up again. But these bottom two cards take place indoors while the top three all emphasize open sky and organic growth. Maybe I’ll be too distracted by this love thing to concentrate on the big lesson?

But even this card is about flow--of resources and generosity. Who receives, who is waiting to receive, etc. Material flow is just as important as emotional flow--and maybe it’s the mind getting in the way. 

(I could absolutely make an angst-ridden backstory for my OC Trainer, but I don’t think y’all want that.)

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Really  LONG  CHARACTER  SURVEY.     RULES.  repost, don’t reblog !!     TAGGED.  no one in particular.    TAGGING. @oceanxcbeauty @wingsofhubris @seafled @saecris @canisbitch && anyone else that wants to do it.

BASICS.

FULL  NAME : Night Hellebore NICKNAME :  Nuit AGE :  18 BIRTHDAY :  November 20 ETHNIC  GROUP : Mistralian NATIONALITY :   Mistralian LANGUAGE / S* : Remnant’s equivalent of English. He knows the basics of French and a few Latin words.  SEXUAL  ORIENTATION :  homosexual ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION :   biromantic RELATIONSHIP  STATUS :   taken by Ebene Darwitch nearer the end of his first year at Beacon, and single by the end and onward. SOCIOECONOMIC CLASS :   lower class HOMETOWN / AREA :   Mistral CURRENT  HOME :   Beacon PROFESSION : hunter in training

PHYSICAL.

HAIR : black messy nest of long hair with a blue tinted fringe. EYES :  dull grey NOSE : regular. FACE : smooth and averagely sized, not much definition on the cheekbones. LIPS :  pale regular. COMPLEXION : fair skinned. BLEMISHES : none. SCARS : light scars on knee and a small burn mark on his left hand thumb. TATTOOS :  right arm shoulder and chest with an abstract image of a panther running through a field of stars, which are a specific constellation that Night finds pretty. HEIGHT : 6′  WEIGHT : 140 lbs BUILD : Slight, with some lean muscle. NOTABLE FEATURES : A panther tail, dark black fur. ALLERGIES : bullshit USUAL  HAIR  STYLE :  insanely messy and all over the place, typical bed head look but styled to look that way. Long fringe and slightly shorter sides. USUAL  FACE  LOOK : content. Doesn’t have resting bitch face. USUAL CLOTHING : sleeveless hoodie cut diagonally across and separated into black and white, with the hood being black. Black slim fit jeans and similarly coloured combat boots don his lower half. As for accessories, he wears a thin chain around his neck that connects to a vial filled with lavender petals, and when not wearing his weapon he wears several bracelets. On his jeans, a chain stretches across and around his right side and carries vials of dust usually.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S : Nyx’s nightmares. The effects of Nyx’s Nightmares has been known to cause shell shock in the most damaged people’s minds, Night worries that if one day Nyx needs to use Night as part of his semblance, the fear he would experience would be incomparable to anything he’d ever experienced before. Also, the middle of the ocean, open spaces. ASPIRATION / S :  to find someone who he can share his life with in comfort, without the pain of the real world. To be with his brother forever and to have a lot of close friends. He wishes to be talented and respected alike, and wants to better himself as a hunter in order to achieve the respect he feels he deserves. POSITIVE  TRAITS :  academically intelligent, optimistic, patient, loving, tolerant, good listener, modest. NEGATIVE  TRAITS :  quick to judge, lazy, defeatist, doesn’t stand up for himself, poor memory. MBTI :   ENFP-T (campaigner) ZODIAC :   scorpio TEMPEREMENT :  phlegmatic SOUL  TYPE / S :  hunter, caregiver, thinker ANIMALS :  swan VICE  HABIT / S : stress smoking, fidgeting, incapability to sit still, clicking fingers randomly..

FAITH : atheist. GHOSTS ? :   yes. AFTERLIFE ? :   no. REINCARNATION ? :  maybe. ALIENS ? :  definitely yes. POLITICAL  ALIGNMENT :  he hates politics. ECONOMIC  PREFERENCE : he does fine as is with minimum wage job considering he’s a faunus and all. SOCIOPOLITICAL  POSITION : n/a EDUCATION  LEVEL : Hunter in training.

FAMILY.

FATHER :   Jaime Erebus MOTHER :   Lavender Hellebore SIBLINGS :   Nyx Hellebore EXTENDED  FAMILY :   Paternal grandparents and large extended family in Vale, maternal cousin in Mistral. NAME  MEANING / S :  Night, the colour of the sky, and Hellebore, a flower representing scandal and calumny.. HISTORICAL  CONNECTION ? : Bagheera the panther from the Jungle Book.

FAVORITES.

BOOK :  he never liked reading as a kid, he struggled to maintain focus. The only book he’s ever really read is the book of the language of flowers. MOVIE : superhero films are the one for him. And anything to do with space too. 5  SONGS : Jet Black Heart, RUN, Missing You, A Sky Full Of Stars, Work For It.

DEITY :  he wishes. HOLIDAY :  Remnants equivalent of Christmas/Easter/New Year. MONTH :   November SEASON :   Autumn PLACE :   Mistral, where his mother is buried beneath a great willow tree. WEATHER :   clear skies and no breeze. SOUND :  bird song. SCENT / S :  lavender. TASTE / S :   profiteroles. FEEL / S : Ebene’s jumper. ANIMAL / S :   felines.  NUMBER :   3. COLORS :  midnight blue.

EXTRA.

TALENTS :   fighting, leadership, balance, flexibility, agility, moderate artistic capability, guitar, piano, singing, emphasising with others, comforting others BAD  AT :  directions, taking heavy hits, inspiring others, arguing, stopping himself from thirsting over hot dudes, commitment, forgetting where he puts things. TURN  ONS : everything. TURN  OFFS : intimidatingly huge people.  HOBBIES :   flower arranging, performing musically, running. TROPES :  panther stereotypes, lonesome likes to climb trees and lazy.  AESTHETIC  TAGS :  midnight blue, smoke, night, black, dark,  QUOTES : (1) “ Now, now. I know how you feel. But you must remember, Mowgli. Greater love hath no one than he who lays down his life for his friend.” - Bagheera (2) “ This is the law of the jungle it's old and it's true as the sky And the wolf that should keep it may prosper but the wolf who will break it must die. For the strength of the pack is the wolf and the strength of the wolf is the pack.” - Bagheera & others 

FC INFO.

MAIN  FC / S : Jong Won Jin ALT  FC / S :  Sadao Maou OLDER  FC / S : N/A YOUNGER  FC / S :   N/A VOICE  CLAIM / S : Lu Han GENDERBENT  FC / S :  N/A

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1 :   if  you  could  write  your  character  your  way  in  their  own movie ,   what  would  it  be  called ,  what  style  would  it  be filmed  in ,  and  what  would  it  be  about ? A1 :  A movie similar in style to Final Fantasy XV: Kingsglaive mixed with Harry Potter, with things happening fairly fast and being rather beautiful and showing off all the magic of this world before it turns dark and transforms from light hearted to desperate and fast as the movie or movie series continues.

Q2 :   what  would  their  soundtrack / score  sound  like ? A2 :  I love the soundtrack for Doctor Who, so maybe something along those lines for the first half of Night’s story, which then transitions into something much darker and heavier as the going gets tougher.

Q3 :   why  did  you  start  writing  this  character ? A3 :  It was actually in like year 10, when I was about 14 me and my friend started watching RWBY and we made up ourselves a bunch of teams and it was just for fun as we created weapons and stuff and used our elements that we discovered on an online test and were really proud of as semblances for these characters. We then morphed a bunch of our other friends into characters and soon we had 3 teams of 4. And at the time we were just sorta throwing ideas around about RWBY and stuff until one day I decide to write a story about these characters and my friend was kinda pressuring me into putting us into story form and at first I was like, yeah it’ll be cool, but I soon realised I wanted something more serious than that, and rewrote every single character and only maintained some of the major traits. I didn’t want to feel like I was writing a story about them so I changed their names their personalities and their backgrounds and carried on. Then it came to tumblr roleplaying and I decided that in order to develop Night, the oc I based off of myself at first, I needed to make him as different to me as possible. And tumblr is really helping me do that, now I don’t feel trapped in this mindset where I feel like I’m writing in some vain perspective about myself, and Night has become an entity separate to me but still close to me, and I feel a lot more freedom to change him into something greater.

Q4 :   what  first  attracted  you  to  this  character ? A4 :  I’m just incredibly proud of him. The backstory I’ve created for him has taken me almost a year to formulate, and I’m still not quite 100% certain on the details, but I think for what it is currently it deserves some credit.

Q5 :   describe  the  biggest  thing  you  dislike  about  your  muse. A5 :   I think the biggest thing I disliked originally was how self insert Night felt. Now though, after I’ve changed him up a whole lot, that isn’t an issue, so I suppose the biggest thing now is how uninspiring he is. Like I don’t really write him as much of a leader despite being one, but maybe that’s just him being lazy. I’m not really sure.

Q6 :   what  do  you  have  in  common  with  your  muse ? A6 :   Now? Not much apart from some elements of the backstory. I chose to do that because I think it’d be easier to write a character going through similar things to what I’ve gone through. Other than that, probably our patience and tolerance. 

Q7 :  how  does  your  muse  feel  about  you ? A7 :  “awkward, and terrible at breaking habits.”

Q8 :   what  characters  does  your  muse  have  interesting  interactions  with ? A8 :   Nyx, his brother, as they have a strange sibling relationship. Timber Wolfe, his closest friend and wisest person Night knows, but she’s got the mind of a 27 year old. 

Q9 :   what  gives  you  inspiration  to  write  your  muse ? A9 :   every oc blog I see on tumblr. 

Q10 :   how  long  did  this  take  you  to  complete ? A10 :   two days lmao.