#open rp post

[fallbackin-time]

“I can’t get work done today, the cat is napping on me and that’s much more important”

[smilingforthecamera]

“This is one awful hangover.. I barely remember last night”

[ribesrubrum]

canyon biome bonfire event: open (+1 private starter)

[As Carmine rocks up to the Canyon Biome, one could be forgiven for easily mistaking the girl as calm as can be. The ever present neutral face that almost looks like a scowl is there, though the second someone sees her, she puts on a smile like nothing is wrong. The ways her nervousness are expressed are through the worrying at her sleeves, fidgeting and adjusting them almost constantly as she keeps trying to psyche herself up.

But at least for the party, Carmine is pretty cordial. If you call 'taking personal offense to any wallflowers' cordial, then Carmine is the very picture of it! ...Speaking of, if you happen to be wallflowering without perfectly good seeming reason, Carmine is going to go over--]

"Hey, come on. What's with this? Don't tell me you're nervous to be at a party or something?"

[Of course, Carmine is going to be out and mingling about too--checking in with people, doing anything she can to keep herself occupied, so if you happen to see her? Feel free to flag her down for conversation, she'll gladly oblige.]

for @elite-amarys

[She's so nervous. She's so damn nervous. But if she keeps worrying the entire night away, what else is she going to do?

It takes a bit for Carmine to work up her gumption, after being a social butterfly of course. She breathes deep, centering herself (just as her anger management therapist has told her, again and again--) before going over to where Amarys is and flagging her best friend down.

...Yes, she may have been waiting for the song she picked out on the playlist to come on SHUT UP--]

"Amarys! You've gone and outdone yourself tonight, look at all of this! Everyone looks like they're having an amazing time." Carmine's grin is bright, though slightly nervous--likely in a way only Amarys can tell. "Don't suppose I could spirit you away for just a little bit...?"

[currentlyinlaudnastiddies]

A laboratory. Dr carmilla is tidying up after her most recent experiment. As she puts stuff away, she notices a suircase, labeled "old life". Slightly ominous and obviously rather obvious, she thinks as she takes it out and opens it, sitting down on her desk. In it- clothes, photographs, drawings and sketches. Most prominenzly, a gray labcoat, with a name tag, reading "Delilah Morreo".

Ah ...

Ive used thst name once....eons ago, back when..thhings werent that complicated...Peter and Thadeus....ive heard what happened, and i lament it...but also..Peter....i cant believe you 'stole' my idea...

She looks at the sketch- its a drawign witha figure lookikg liek a mix out of drumbot brian and the jon, with her own hand wriitng, things scribbled on it lkek the names of materials.

I didnt had a name for you back then...and it seems liek in my subconscious, this idea never let me go..a.nd now look at drumbot brian..

She remembers hiw a very clnfused TheJon gave it to her, saykng "its been waiting for you. Youre the right person.' That was whennshe met him. When she met them, briefly. She was sjut collectign her children form this laternative universe. She knew toy soldier had been getting along with...rabbit was it? She smiles at that.

Well...thats a life i left behind...

(Ooc: @sugar--brown hehehe

[bridonstherapist]

“Why is there a cat in my kitchen.. I guess I own a cat now”

[untilit-dies]

“I put a knife on the Roomba..”

[eartheats]

@ canyon biome bonfire night: open post

[Ren smiles as the last of the party is set up, stretching out their limbs a bit. It's all perfect. Lulu's there to help anyone with mobility issues get up the mountain, and he's doing a pretty darn good job helping if they say so themself. For the most part Ren seems content to just wander around, Coriander the Ferrothorn following close behind. They're mostly here to help others if they need it, so feel free to bug them for that.

Of course, when they have time to themself, they can be seen on their phone and seemingly taking pictures meticulously, though any they plan to post on social media will definitely have faces blurred out for privacy. Their Ferrothorn and Orthworm are curled up near them, and they seem perfectly content...

But if you happen to come up to them, Ren will wave enthusiastically and perk up!]

"Hiya! You comin' to get some air from all the partyin' too?"

[of course, they'll also just be on their phone and video chatting people too, if anyone wants to bug them on that end. feel free!]

[ask-haven-ghoul]

More Art!

Hopefully tumblr won't butch this, but working on more details of Haven's bust - honestly love it so far <3 (this post is open to rp! Art is under Keep Reading!) ~ Mod Haunted

[floruga]

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[hark-a-hatebox]

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[bats-and-arrows]

Staring at the wall during ceasefire, he is doing important things right now, totally not thinking of his boyfriend naked and cuddling him who will also be naked. the wall tells him all.

[busyw0man]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐲

❝ you don’t have to change a thing. i love you exactly as you are. ❞

❝ i’m not going anywhere. ❞

❝ i see you, even when you think you’re invisible. ❞

❝ you don’t have to be perfect for me to stay. ❞

❝ it’s okay to need reassurance. i’ll give it to you every time. ❞

❝ you are enough. always have been. ❞

❝ i choose you. every day. every time. ❞

❝ there’s no one else i’d rather be with. ❞

❝ i don’t just love you, i adore you. ❞

❝ you’re not a burden. you’re my person. ❞

❝ i’m here. you don’t have to go through this alone. ❞

❝ even when you’re quiet, even when you’re scared, i still want you. ❞

❝ i know you’re struggling — and i’m still not letting go. ❞

❝ talk to me. whatever it is, we’ll get through it together. ❞

❝ i’d rather have you at your worst than lose you. ❞

❝ nothing you say or do will scare me away. ❞

❝ your feelings are valid. i’m listening. ❞

❝ you don’t have to earn my love. it’s already yours. ❞

❝ when i look at you, i see everything i’ve ever wanted. ❞

❝ i don’t want someone else. i want you. always you. ❞

❝ even on your bad days, you’re still my favorite. ❞

❝ don’t apologize for needing comfort. i’m happy to give it. ❞

❝ i love you more than i can put into words. ❞

❝ you’re not too much. not for me. never for me. ❞

❝ i’d never want to wake up next to anyone else. ❞

❝ nothing could make me stop loving you. ❞

❝ i know it’s hard to believe sometimes, but you matter so much. ❞

❝ you don’t have to prove anything to me. i’m already proud of you. ❞

❝ thank you for trusting me with your heart. i’ll protect it. ❞

❝ we’re in this together no matter what. ❞

❝ you’re not alone. i’m right here. ❞

❝ there’s nothing wrong with needing me. i need you too. ❞

❝ you’re everything i’ve been looking for. ❞

❝ even when you doubt yourself i never will. ❞

❝ you can fall apart with me. i’ll catch you every time. ❞

❝ you are loved. deeply, fiercely, endlessly. ❞

❝ i’ve never once regretted loving you. not even for a second. ❞

❝ you’re safe here. with me. ❞

[sgt-garrison]

(Open RP! Slasher!AU Garrison, non canon ofc)

This place could be called plenty of things.

The disaster of Tallahassee could be one. The Haunt of Tallahassee. The tragedy of Tallahassee.

To Garrison, it was his home. His real home.

He had his ways of making ends meet out here. He’d hide his face, clean up his clothes from time to time. Civilians never seemed to know the difference between a poor man on the street and himself, which made it easier for him to get essentials when the time called for it.

They’d never know he was the haunt at that old warehouse that crumbled all those years ago. The reason that every time some young college kids would run up there, they’d go missing. No trace of their existence.

The tragedy was hard on everyone. 30 soldiers having been buried and burned under the rubble. Reports say they could only recover 5 of the bodies, and only 2 could be properly identified. The families were destroyed. They’d never recover.

But Garrison.

Garrison was doing just fine.

Amongst the rubble, he had 25 men to protect and watch over. Maybe they were some lazy assholes who laid around all day.. but they were his. His troop. His people.

And so when you came.. just to poke your head around and see the wreckage.

Well, he couldn’t just leave his men unprotected.

[serenastark-official]

closed rp

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[a-den-of-demons]

Hot for Teacher (Open RP; All Muses Accepted)

Glynda looked in front of her. The school was full of handsome and beautiful people, and she was feeling rather frisky today. She grinned as she puffed out her chest, her pencil skirt hugging her curves, "My offer stands for any of you~. Please me for a period and you get bonus points~."

(Go wild on her. Can be one muse or multiple)

[elias-magnusnt]

I have been informed by Jon that counting from today and thanks to Mr Stoker's behavior, the words "Sigma", "Rizz", "Skibidi", "Cooked", "Bofa", "Swag", "Brainrot", "Girly pop" & "Yass" will be forbidden from the Archives. Just a heads up, you might want to avoid me over the coming week because purely for the spirit of it I will be using all of them, at once, in every sentence (appropriately or not, to mix it up) and it might cause some mild brain hemorrage in the youngest among us.