#open mcu rp

[thereal--arabellastark]

RP Starter

Everything was set. The room was set up, fresh flowers in beautiful vases in each room. Music softly playing over the speakers, a scented candle or two lit.

Arabella was dressed - not overly so, but not too casual. A simply stretchy, black thing with strappy shoes. Waiting patiently for their guests to arrive. The food was simmering away on the stove - spaghetti bologniese.

A housewarming party. Ari's new apartment in Manhattan. Finally putting down roots - physical ones, anyway.

A knock on the door. Ari rushed over, opened it, and grinned.

"You made it!"

tags under cut but interaction (mcu) welcome

np tags: @she-of-the-wild @captain-sam-t-wilson @sunflower-0180 @marvelous-therapist @falconanon @we-love-redwing @buckybuck-barnes @spideys-world @clairvoyantcrowgirl @ancient-siren @that-punk-from-brooklyn @natalia-reflecting @steve-rogers-language @steverogers-cap

[red-sky-magpie]

Open Starter RP

All welcome, no time limit

The Red Moon was a rather underground club, known for not exactly being the most exclusive place in the world. Pretty much anybody who was anybody was allowed in, the owner really only had one rule.

"Don't be boring~"

Said owner stood in the empty club, having not yet opened for all the partying to be done late into the morning. His striking red hair hung loose over his shoulders, even more strikingly red eyes focused on his jobs. He'd already cleaned, re-stalked, emptied the register, now he was just fixing the lighting.

Things can get... well, a little wild. Someone's shoe ended up flying off and smacking two of the lights, making them flicker non-stop. Reid never considered himself to be a master mechanic or anything like that, but he knew enough to get around.

Reid was on a latter, tools resting on the step below as he rolled up his sleeves to start fixing the lights, not at first noticing that he was no longer alone until they made a noise.

"Club's not open yet," He spoke, not turning around to face you. "We're not exactly the 'make a reservation' type around here."

[thereal--arabellastark]

Open MCU RP Starter

Ari sat in their chair, idly twirling their fingers together as they breathed. Her hip pain was flaring up, and standing seemed like too daunting a tasked. They'd already rolled over to their labs medicine cabinet to take ibuprofen, thanks to the wheels on their chair. Every box had been empty. She breathed harshly through her teeth, fingers fumbling over her phone. Scrolled through contacts. Found someone. Clicked 'call.'

Ring. Ring. Ring. Click.

Thank god. "Hey, darlin'. Think you could swing by the lab and bring me some painkillers? Heat pack would do wonders also..." She said, trying her best to keep the pain from her voice.

tags under the cut | //yes my hips are flaring so i'm making a rp scene of it shush

np tagging some people who might be interested but anyone mcu rper can join: @julietterogers @captain-sam-t-wilson @steve-rogers-language @that-punk-from-brooklyn @official-buckybarnes @she-of-the-wild @spideys-world @we-love-redwing @natalia-reflecting

[red-sky-magpie]

Open RP

They say that when God closes a door, he opens a window. If someone were to tell that to Reid, he'd probably laugh in their face. Gods didn't open windows, they smashed through walls and tore down roofs just to get at what they want. But of course, Reid wasn't a God, and he certainly didn't need a window either.

Not when he shifted, transforming his body into nothing but mist as he slipped through the cracks of the home, solidifying himself inside. There were a couple of things in here he'd been eyeing for a little bit, just waiting to get his hands on them. But first, as per his usual breaking in ritual, there was something he still needed to do.

Without making a single sound, Reid moved into the kitchen and opened the fridge, eyeing its contents. Oh, herbed and sliced turkey? Home made rye bread, and Dijon mustard? Oh, he definitely came into the right place.

Reid got to work making his pre-thieft sandwich, sitting down at the kitchen table and taking off the motorcycle helmet to dig in. That is, until the occupant that definitely wasn't supposed to be there came around the corner, catching him red handed. Er—sandwich handed?

"...So, this is a little awkward."

[belcvas]

ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ… ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ. ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘᴛɪɴᴇꜱꜱ. ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍʏ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴅɪᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙɪɢɢᴇʀ. ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ… ᴠᴏɪᴅ. ᴏʀ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ.

⸻ ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ белый вдова?

#ʙᴇʟᴄᴠᴀꜱ is an independent, semi-selective, mutuals-exclusive roleplay account for Елена Белова ʏᴇʟᴇɴᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴀ from the marvel universe. comic, film, and expanded universe lore welcome.

[spidcrveined]

🕷 [ open starter! ] open to marvel, dc or independent verse.

books THROWN out of her hands at the sudden crash of a sound causing gwen to flinch, green eyes going wide, "what was that!?"

[stxrsoldier]

“Alright, move along—nothing to see here.” Actually, there’s plenty to see. A massive alien monster in the middle of the intersection and superheroes on the scene. There’s a lot for the people to take pictures of and record to post online. But it’s his job to clear the area and keep curious civilians safe.

“The situation is under control.” A noise from the alien immediately caught his attention. “Or... so I hope.”

OPEN !

[fxntasmagoria]

Muse: Lorna Dane (The Gifted/Xmen. Bisexual. Mutant.)

Open to: M/F

"Is that the best excuse you have or?" Lorna's tone was flat as her brow raised, clearly not believing what she was hearing.

[setitallaflame]

Click on the heart for a starter from Reagan.

[birdonawiresara]

Click on the heart for a starter from Sara Lance.

[stolenparticles]

i'm through APOLOGIZING for who and what i am !

[sxperbcy]

open to anyone

Michael never thought he’d find himself in a situation where he was lost in another earth. He had some knowledge about other Earths but it seemed more like something that would happen to his father than to himself, so he wasn't prepared to deal with the situation. This was very evident in his entire body language and the expression on his face. He was sure that was what attracted the person's attention.

"I’m fine. Just a little lost. I’m new in town.” He lied, because he wouldn't know how to explain his real situation to anyone.

[walkitcff]

"Well, I didn't really think this far ahead if I'm being honest."

[red-sky-magpie]

◇ Reid Svetlakov

◆ 21 (June 3rd)

◇ male (he/him)

◆ Bisexual

◇ Bartender, sound guy, music man, anything you need to have a good time I'm not a thief what?

◆ Son of Jupiter, don't really associate myself with the guy though.

◇ Mun Viri's Other RP Accounts :3

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ Introduction ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

Hey, what's up? I'm Reid, I'm 21, and I'm just here to have a funky good time~

I run my own gig called Red Moon, it's underground but we're not picky or exclusive about who comes 'round, as long as you're not boring, haha. Buuuut I'm always up for rent, you know? If you need someone to bartend, do music, or setup, or anything just give me a call and a price~

Hope to see you around, yeah? Don't be a stranger~

Still Open RPs: 1 2 3

◇◆Appearence, Family, Powers, and Misc under the cut◆◇

Header Credits to @cafekitsune !! More headers here!!

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ Appearence ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆

◇ Hair: Long, red hair with some curl to it and a small triangular undercut, usually kept up while working, but likes to let it down at his leasure

◆ Eyes: Ruby red with an almost gem-like shine to them. They're very sharp and observant with long red lashes, and a thin golden ring around the pupil

◇ Skin: Fairly skin with a mix of moles and freckles all over his body. There's a four pointed star on the front and back of his neck. Is it really just a tattoo...?

◆ Height: 5'9"

◇ Notable Features: A large sleeve tattoo of stylized swerling clouds all along his right arm, hand, shoulder, and even up his neck. Oddly enough, sometimes it even seems to move and change with the weather....

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ Family ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

◇ Mother - Unknown, was raised by a group of women. Maybe his mother was among them, but he'll never know. Those women include Nadia, Tatiana, Irina, Rozaliya, Vera, Yula, and Siryen.

◆ Father - Jupiter

◇ Uncles - Pluto, Neptune

◆ Aunts - Juno, Ceres, Vesta

◇ Siblings [Via Father] - Mars, Vulcan, Bellona, Angelos, Lucina, Juventas, Minerva, Hercules

◆ Grandfather - Saturn

◇ Grandmother - Ops

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ Powers ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

◇ Enhanced strength/speed/Stamina/Durability/reflexes

◆ Vast and Powerful Weather manipulation, Storm Manipulation, Wind Manipulation, Cloud Manipulation

◇ Lightning Creation and Manipulation

◆ Flight

◇ Transforming himself into lightning/wind/mist/cloud

◆ Immunity to lightning

◇ Creating "Binding Oaths and Laws" That cannot be broken without punishment or consequence.

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ Miscellaneous ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

◇ Reid is also an excellent thief, and will often hit up places he's been rented at, or work close by to rich neighborhoods. He'll steal just about anything for just about anything, but mostly himself.

◆ His thief name is Magpie, though he didn't come up with it and doesn't really like the name. He can be hired for a job if the price is right.

◇ Born and Raised in Russia by a group of prostitutes, left after he turned 18. He can speak Russian, Italian, Greek, and French.

[commanderedstraker]

SHIELD.

Straker had dealt with them a few times in the past, but he'd never actually been to any of their bases before.

Today was different. He'd been invited by the Director. So here he was, sporting both a 'Guest' pass and his own SHADO ID, properly identifying him as its Commander.

"So! This is SHIELD, eh?" He thought out loud as he stood in the foyer, looking around.

[little-blog-of-horrors]

Open starter - Ivan Rogers

"Look I'm not like my ol' man. I don't have a no kill rule. So tread lightly."