water is patient. water always wins. (indie RP multi-muse, selective, semi hiatus)
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let’s keep it real, there’s not really memes where criminal muses can be unapologetically who they are, so here’s some prompts that can be used as drabbles, as threads, or starters. some of these work for law enforcement muses too!
if ‘your muse’/’my muse’ confuses you, just feel free to edit this and type in the name of the muses for the role you deem appropriate.
TW: for murder, kidnapping, torture & stalking.
[ new identity ] after a botched job, our muses try to assume a new identity in a new location.
[ bribe ] with good money, my muse convinces your muse to look the other way when it comes to illegal activities.
[ murder ] your muse witnesses my muse committing a murder.
[ who are you? ] my muse (civilian) asks your muse (criminal) about their double life.
[ cleaner ] your muse is a crime affiliated cleaner my muse calls to clear the evidence of a scene.
[ neighbors ] your muse (civilian) lives next door to my muse (criminal). one day, your muse sees something shocking through the window.
[ money’s good ] your muse convinces my muse to do a job with them.
[ wash up ] my muse is caught in the bathroom washing the blood from them by your muse.
[ massacre ] my muse is the sole survivor of an assassination placed on their family and is taken in by your muse.
[ sellout ] my muse (civilian) contacts your muse (law enforcement) to provide information on the gangster in their life.
[ knife ] my muse threatens your muse at knifepoint for information.
[ kidnap ] my muse is abducted by your muse because they belong to a prestigious (crime) family.
[ steal ] your muse steals something from my muse.
[ interrogate ] my muse (law enforcement) interrogates your muse about their crime affiliation.
[ watch out! ]my muse narrowly saves your muse from being shot.
[ loss ] our muses reconnect during a funeral.
[ hostage ] in a police standoff, my muse holds your muse hostage.
[ hideout ] after a job, our muses lay low in a new town.
[ getaway ]in the midst of a chase, the car of our muses break down.
[ stalk ] my muse (a detective/a rival criminal) is paid to keep a close eye on your muse (a gangster/a gangster’s significant other/a gangster’s child).
[ work ] your muse works at a business where gangsters frequent. you decide to get closer to my muse, one of the gangsters who come in, to see what really happens in the back.
[ undercover ] my muse (law enforcement) enters the criminal underworld to get close to your muse.
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sorry work got busy and I can't find words. I'll be back soon. I haven't forgotten you.
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My favorite ongoing saga
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starter/plotting call!
#aka like this and i'll dm you and figure out what muses go together thanks <3#or reply to this idc#or shoot me a dm#all work#ooc#starter call
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Was this a trap? Maybe. Maybe they noticed the silver Fiat loitering outside their door. Why wouldn't they? High level security as they were.
But at least a trap would offer answers. And that's all she was looking for.
@hybridagencies - hazel && serenity
Los Angeles. Not that far, really. And the files she had seen last night at the internet cafe had piqued her interest enough to check it out for herself. She had printed it out; she knew better than to carry those documents on phones connected to the internet. Call her paranoid, but she preferred the old-fashioned way to stay off grid. And with a fish this big, she might need to be extra careful.
Of course most people in the conspiracy underweb would consider "people with powers" to be the result of too much fiction, a nice fantasy. But after the things Serenity had seen, she hoped this would lead her to some answers.
It was her first time in Los Angeles and it weren't easy to find someone in it. Like a needle in a haystack. But she knew were to start - HYBRID. Hidden in plain sight. Cars drove in and out and she waited until she noticed the rhythm, the pattern of office workers and cleaners and janitors.
Until there was one that didn't fit in. There wasn't much more she'd find out by looking today, so she revved her engine and followed the car.
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@canaryfragments - Harmony && Rogue
He stands next to the counter, patiently waiting for the last guest to walk out, silent. He's here for one thing. "How much does this one pay?"
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@hybridagencies - hazel && serenity
Los Angeles. Not that far, really. And the files she had seen last night at the internet cafe had piqued her interest enough to check it out for herself. She had printed it out; she knew better than to carry those documents on phones connected to the internet. Call her paranoid, but she preferred the old-fashioned way to stay off grid. And with a fish this big, she might need to be extra careful.
Of course most people in the conspiracy underweb would consider "people with powers" to be the result of too much fiction, a nice fantasy. But after the things Serenity had seen, she hoped this would lead her to some answers.
It was her first time in Los Angeles and it weren't easy to find someone in it. Like a needle in a haystack. But she knew were to start - HYBRID. Hidden in plain sight. Cars drove in and out and she waited until she noticed the rhythm, the pattern of office workers and cleaners and janitors.
Until there was one that didn't fit in. There wasn't much more she'd find out by looking today, so she revved her engine and followed the car.
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argumentative, confrontational dialogue … sentence starters
“Just open up. For once.”
“Oh my god, just grow up!”
“Don’t tell me to calm down!”
“Stop it, you’re being childish!”
“I told you I’m fine, stop asking.”
“Shut up! Shut up! Just shut up!”
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Don’t you owe me an explanation?”
“Why don’t you ever listen to anyone?”
“I’m so tired of listening to you lie, lie lie!”
“Stop, I don’t want to argue. Just let it go.”
“Stop talking down to me. I’ve had enough.”
“Why are you sneaking around here like that?”
“What made you think that any of this was ok?”
“Why… why would you say something like that?”
“Don’t tell me you’re happy. I can see you’re not.”
“You’ve got a lot of explaining to do. Start talking.”
“You’re not perfect! Stop pretending that you are!”
“Why does everything have to be a fight with you?”
“Have you ever told the truth about anything, ever?”
“Talk to me. That’s all I want. Just talk to me, please!”
“Just keep your mouth shut for one second. Just one.”
“Why are you acting like this? What’s gotten into you?”
“You expect me to believe you? After all you’ve done?”
“Can’t you just give it to me straight, for once in your life?”
“Tell me what’s been going on. I deserve that much from you.”
“Why are you always trying to stick your nose in my business?”
“You can’t keep secrets from everyone and expect them to trust you.”
“Something’s up with you, and I’m not letting you go until you tell me what it is.”
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" Do what? " he feigns innocence. Maybe it's the music at the bar. Maybe it's the blood rushing through Andy's cheeks - they must feel so warm. He was so cold . Maybe he woke up on the wrong side of bed today. Because he looks at Andy, stares into his eyes, knowing exactly what this does to the cop and raises an eyebrow. " And what is 'whatever this is' ? "
from this meme @spookydooos - owen && andy
"You should see the things we do in my dreams." Owen leans back with a leery smile. Not that he dreams anymore. Of course not. Dead men don't sleep. They don't dream. And they don't get to have sex. Not even in their mind.
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muse update
Wow I haven't been here in forever! and yet I bring...
NEW MUSES:
Torchwood: Canon: - Andy Davidson - Norton Folgate - Gideon Lyme - Lizbeth Hayhoe - Jack Harkness (an attempt) OCs: - Steph Wilkins - Serenity Jackson Other: - The Doctor (15, Fugitive.... an attempt at this) - Rogue - Nona (from TLT)
The Dark Eye: - so many just please talk to me about it thanks I'm obsessed
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from this meme @spookydooos - owen && andy
"You should see the things we do in my dreams." Owen leans back with a leery smile. Not that he dreams anymore. Of course not. Dead men don't sleep. They don't dream. And they don't get to have sex. Not even in their mind.
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@spookydooos - norton && andy
"Hello there!" Norton waves his hand in front of Andy's eyes. "Earth calling to Andy! Are you there?"
#( ch ) Norton folgate#spookydoos#i wasn't sure where to set them#present with norton hologram? or past? who knows! your choice
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actually I really want to rp again and I've been missing the Tumblr vibes....
Time to add even more muses to the roster!
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Hello. I live.
I barely have brain to write but when I do want to write, it's Locked Tomb...
So guess who I'm adding! Yeah you bet it's
Jeanne-Mary Chatur
Palamedes Sextus
and Harrow maybe.
These are a test and I can't promise my activity but I'll try to be back....... I miss writing longer stuff .....
(also I made a sideblog for spoilery stuff @wholockedthistomb )
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Ok i don't have a lot of energy but I wanna write more paragraphs....
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Brainrot pure brainrot
Torchwood brainrot but still
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What if… Owen and Ianto accidentally got married? Moodboard for @melodyandpond
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