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Oh please, I’m the biggest scrub on EUW. We’ll get steamrolled because we’re BOTH scrubs ok? Plus 120ms ping baby lets goooooooooo. 

renatias we need to play sometime so I can do silly builds!

(I am but a humble NA scrub that has yet to reach lv. 30, I don’t wish for you to get steamrolled cus i’m feeding or w/e. especially with silly builds :P

but if you’re into thaaaaat….)

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Hot, single and ready to mingle Gem!Fabio looking for League of Legends blogs! I’m OC, Multiverse and AU friendly. Just reblog and share (and maybe follow if you’re interested)

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The Claw of the Beast was fishing, by her way of fishing. A minor barrage of bubbles reached the surface of the ocean, close to the harbor. It did not take long before the bubbles intensified and eventually erupted into a giant splash. The beast herself exposed herself from the depths, hair pulled back and latching onto the crown of her head. It took a moment, a few deep breathes and shake of her head before she noticed someone was sitting by.

“Sorry, big wet load incoming.” She called out in a deep voice, rumbling each syllable in an unusually masculine tone. With a grunt she throws her arm forward, throwing a large filled net out of the water and onto the harbor front with a large splash. Fish flail and panic inside the night, almost crushing them from it’s lack of room. Rena slowly climbed herself up, wearing nothing more than leggings and boots and a bandaged chest.

“This’ll give me a fair pay I think...more than those line fishers anyway...”

@hero-of-heights

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Evette sat at the edge of the harbor with a small sketch pad and pen. She kicked her legs over the edge has she drew the horizon of leaving and incoming ships. She still had a fear of Bilgewater…mostly the mist, but since the Harrowing was months away she felt somewhat at ease.

She was satisfied with her little scribble and leaned back. Her augmented limb making a noise against the wood. Despite Bilgewater’s rep, not much has happened to her. At least compared to her time in Demacia.

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          “I’ll give you a minute head start, but fair warning…I always win.”

[ INDEPENDENT RP BLOG FOR DRAVEN, THE GLORIOUS EXECUTIONER ]

Single Sentence, Short Para, Long Para, Text Wall, Noxian World Building, Draven’s “Death Show” Building and terrible pick-up lines included. 

Mun is over the age of 18. NSFW content under consent basis and tagged + read-mored.

6+ years of League Tumblr RP, with 10+ in writing. 

Mun is a smol cinnamon roll and wishes they had Draven’s muscles.

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Forget Draven Day?

You can’t just forget Draaaaaven Day!

Happy Draven Day you beautiful Dravens, HAHAHAHA. 

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(( They will know the groove of the Shadow Isles.

unce unce unce unce unce unce unce unce unce unce ))

renatias Rave Party Shadow Isles skins pls kkthxbai

(Arcade Hecarim DOES set a precedent. I DON’T SEE WHY NOT)

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“I did them myself, except for the arms. I had to ask the dark sovereign herself to help with that, since she’s probably the only other person I know who knows about all this as much as I do.” Rena responded, beaming. It was considerably rare for someone to ask about the markings and it honestly made her quite happy every time it happens. 

“They let me use my magic without harming myself in any way. I can be all spooky or I can be a giant angry cat and I can still go back to being me. Pretty neat, huh?”

Jinx skulked around the corner, staring curiously at the newcomer before finally coming around, followed closely by a little gyrocopter. She tilted her head a little as she approached, "Hello?"

The newcomer on first glance stood tall, muscular arms bearing a faint glow of runic tattoos, and their appearance seemed…odd to anyone unaware of the history of such a being. Their body shape at first speaks male to anyone who approaches, but with a good eye one would noticed odd feminine curvature to them and far too much for a male. It seemed like patchwork of two different threads, where the appearance looks odds yet oddly pleasing. They seemed pre-occupied with staring at something, or someone and simply not budging for ages. Much like a stiff marionette when the puppeteer has left the stage.

The sudden voice caused their focus to break quite easily, a sudden swerve of their entire body led to direct, emerald green frontal eye contact. They might of seemed a bit intimidating with their huge figure and natural grumpy expression, but their voice told a different story.

“Hey there!” A low voice rung where every “r” pronounced sounded like a rumble, a minor earthshake. Their eyes shot down and up, inspecting briefly as if trying to come up with something to say…or simply just wanted to inspect. They gave a huge grin once finished

“Lanky legs, nice. Is there anything I can do for you?”

@progressive-panic-by-jinx

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Rena took the hand and lightly pulled herself back up, just her sharp yet lax grip alone made a point that she had no reason to lash out or attack. The moment she stood up straight, she flopped back into a backward slumping position and shrugged. “Well so long as you do not throw them at me, I’d be happy. Spears and arrows are my most hated tool of war, they’re a nuisance to remove.”

“And as for meeting before, perhaps we have. I guess I didn’t introduce myself. I am Renatias, or simply Rena for short. The Claw of the Beast, former Professor of Arcane Summoning and Magical Theory inside the Institute of War. I’m a barghest, a undying beast spirit corrupted by the Curse to bear the element of death itself.

I was often referred to as “The Monster Professor”. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

@spears-of-redemption

"Do those spear get in the way of any organs and stuff? Does it hurt? I mean I had a spear in my abdomen once, went right through. Really hurt, worse when I had to pull it out."

It was honestly something the Spear hadn’t ever thought of. She cocked her head for a moment to think, looking at the redhead. “I… Imagine that they do. If they do, they do not inhibit any functions. Or perhaps my organs were rearranged to compensate. But they do not pain me, they merely are part of me.I never had the chance to remove them, I died before hand.”

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The professor did not want to budge from her spot, it was clear from the lightly frustrated expression she wore that she did not want to move. A quick look around of her surrounding made her make a hand gesture towards the cloaked individual, a motion that indicated a request to come hither. Her gaze returned back with a smile, not entirely assuring given that Rena’s appearance shouted intimidation and battle-ready. She wanted to hold a conversation and while it was clear she wasn’t recognised, Rena knew perfectly well that she wasn’t going to get far until the hidden individual dared to move forward. The Claw herself wasn’t frightened, if her nose was right then she would have a fun fight if worst case occurred. It’s not every day you get to fight a well-trained and determined Noxian, exiled or not. 

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Hood and cape covering any features that could have betrayed her, Riven was seated at a bar, hand hovering the glass before her. Usually she would avoid being seen or even be in a public place. Since the fall of the Institute, her situation had only went worse. Noxus was aware she was still alive and she was wanted by more than one city state now that the protection given by the Institute had vanished. But she needed to know what was going on and had no other choice but to go through the quest for info, which meant joining civilization again and listen to whatever she could get from the constant hubbub of the place. So far, it seemed nothing new happened, or if it did, she failed to catch it. With a deep sigh, she downed her drink and lifter her hand, gesturing to the barman for an other drink. Another hour and she’ll leave and disappear again in the nature, new info or not.

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The sudden and rather strange reaction caused Rena to flinch slightly. It definitely wasn’t like the former steward to sourly retreat after a minor jest and it was very clear to her that she did something she shouldn’t of. While her expression did not change there was a faint, barely audible whimper escaping from her. “Death for me is a reminder, Tybresa. That I’m not a human, but a monster simply disguised as one. Anyway...”

“It seems an apology is in order.” Rena would respond, her voice picking up a very formal and serious tone. Much like how the professor spoke in her lectures, voice that held a presence of authority and strength. She hopped her way past the steward and directly in front of her, bending over slightly with a grin. “Hmm and with a look like that I believe no one is going to like seeing you waltz around the grand halls. Mayhaps...her majesty should ride her noble steed to her grand throne? Goodness my luscious soft fur might even lighten your spirits. How mortifying. Enjoyment is truly a terrifying thing.”

“And you should know that not anyone gets to ride upon the back on one of the most dangerous creatures of the Shadow Isles.”

A Professor for Hire.

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(( So tomorrow is April Fool’s day, the day where brownies, boomen and doonies cause mischief and mayhem and all for the fun of it. Sadly that day is not fun for me. I have a fear of sudden loud noises and while it does sound odd, it’s really a developed trauma more than anything. Anything that is suddenly loud or anything that I know will be loud causes great anxiety for me and as a result April Fool’s has ended up becoming a day where I am generally terrified for the whole day. 

So I ask of thee this: Please do not set any pranks or jokes at me tomorrow. This is due to past experiences of warning this community (of asking to not including anything loud) and still receiving them. It would just be better to not attempt anything. If anything, check to see if I’m alright. I’m most likely going to be terrified and I might need a little nudge or a hug. 

Stay safe kiddos - n-/ ))

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(( Going to sleep early cus I gotta get up early (for once, wow). I’ll get replies done when I wake up so stay tuned for that. Also since I missed munday and a certain weenie made me take it (and has tormented me all day about it), I’m going to post a mun picture and cry myself to sleep! ))

(( u skinkin nerdssss ))

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anonymously send me your opinion about me and my roleplaying and i will post it without replying.

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ask-riven-the-exile replied to your photo:(( HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN TO MEEE I MADE MY...

:^))))

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(( HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN TO MEEE I MADE MY MISTAAAAAKES ))

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Grabs popcorn. Dis gon’ be gud.

First Impression: (9ouo)9 time to fight

Honey, you’ll lose.

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(( If I suddenly disappear for a few days, it’s not you. It’s Tree of Savior. I’ll try not to get consumed I swear. ))