#curtain call; open rp

[mukuharakazui-official]

[ INTRO ]

" The curse of reuniting with you puts a dagger in my heart"

mod is @stuffedsand, you can call me mod sandy or whatever suits your fancy

mod may apply headcanons to muse. will attempt to keep this to a minimum

muse can be t1, 2 or 3 depending on ask and mod's discretion.

might be ooc at times... mod isnt very good at rp

[ ASKS and SUBMISSIONS are OPEN ]

[ TAGGING for rp is OK! please do tag me :p ]

-- banner is drawn by me :) im shameless promoing go look at my art @doodles-in-sand

ABOUT MOD

can call me Sandy or variations of my main user

mod is a minor

mod uses any pronouns

please pardon grammatical, punctuation or spelling errors!! I tend not to capitalize my words + dont have autocorrect on my computer

INBOX RULES

-- NSFW should not be here. mod is minor. certain jokes may be allowed, but chances are they wont be appreciated

-- magic anons very very appreciated. Stacking of spells may happen at mod's discretion.

-- i dont do ships! sorry lol I'm not confident in writing them + im aroace so im extra unfamiliar with it

-- if you want a trial specific character answer, do say so in the ask! else i may respond with the wrong trial :p

TAGS -- updates/changes will be reflected here. may not apply to older posts

-[ follow the king of the masquerade ]- -- announcement posts + intro

[ backstage crew ] -- ooc tag :3

[ curtain call ] -- rp interaction end

[ stand in the spotlight ] - rp post

[ lie until it gets better ] -- rp reblog

[ lets take a breather ] -- silly rp tag (frequently forgotten)

[ Love+Fate = Crap ] --angst tag (frequently forgotten...also I slide into angst whenever)

[ ✨now you see it... ] -- magic anon start

[ a magic trick? ] -- magic anon (general)

[ ...now you don't!✨ ] -- magic anon end

[ another interrogation] -- ask game

[ dead dove - eaten ] -- indicator of trigger warnings. tws will be tagged seperately

interaction tags

[ a stranger ] -- anons

[ a new face ] -- ooc blogs

[ a message for me? ] -- asks

[ MILGRAM's warden ] - interaction w es

[001] - [010] -- interaction with prisoners

[ half ] -- interaction with another kazui ( will also be tagged 007 for consistency's sake)

[0XX] -- interaction with prisoner ocs

[ MILGRAM's... rabbit? ] -- interaction with jackalope

[ who's using the fridge... ] milgram smart fridge interaction

images will be taken either from MILGRAM official art or drawn by myself.

thats all for now :p

" now... go easy on this old man, will you? "

[foundationhq]

Hey admins~ while I like you guys give a lot of freedom I'm a bit stuck with all the choices 😂 I'm indecisive what can I say lol. Any way you guys can give us hints on your vision for the opens? I'm struggling 😭

hello, thank you for your inquiry! i understand where you are coming from, since we have more of a sandbox approach to character creation. i imagine that there would be doubts if a character would fit the verse, especially if you're hesitating on a muse you've put your heart into. :< rejections are never fun and i will stress that during our review process, what we mainly look for is team composition, not what a muse "should be" about.

i avoid prescribing roles because i've ran a "skeleton" rp before (truth be told, it was more of a "bio" rp with detailed backstories) and it was really successful! however, in the end, i felt disappointed in myself because while i was able to see my vision come to life, i did not feel i had done enough to elevate the creativity of my players. i always want to improve not only as a writer, but an admin too in facilitating a supportive writing community.

however, i see lately that people want a little more guidance! so i hope no one minds if i draw the curtains on how we came up with these skeletons below. please feel free to use these as a guideline, but if you have another idea for your muse, go with what calls out to you! i sincerely hope this motivates the writing process for those working away on their apps.

every skeleton is, in a way, tied to an exploration of ethics and morality. each raises a question on how can one enact the concept of justice, when all the parameters for justice and fairness is wholly a social pact with an idea of "good."

[𝐶𝑂𝑊𝐵𝑂𝑌 𝐺𝑅𝐸𝐸𝑇𝐼𝑁𝐺]; what happens to the victims of the choices the foundation makes to keep the peace? is it right for them not to know what happened? how does the foundation know they're not leaving ghosts of people by forcing them to forget?

[𝐻𝐼𝐺𝐻 𝐹𝐼𝐷𝐸𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑌]; science is rife with historical and current-day ethical conflicts, all for "the betterment of society." what research goal are they pursuing that they feel justifies the experiment? how far will someone go to "advance" science? what personal reasons come into the mix?

[𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺'𝑆 𝐺𝐴𝑀𝐵𝐼𝑇]; how far is too far when pursuing revenge, even if it would be justified? who should atone, and in what way? how does one measure vindication? at what point does the pursuit of justice become tainted by wrath?

[№2 𝑃𝐸𝑁𝐶𝐼𝐿]; in the act of wanting forgiveness, the desire of exoneration usually does not come from the victim. what are the pressures on the innocent for providing "absolution" to the guilty? what are the consequences of turning the other cheek? how can those who were hurt heal during the process of forgiveness?

[𝑃𝐸𝑅𝐹𝐸𝐶𝑇 𝑆𝑇𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅]; how do those in a lower standing of "power" deal with the inequality they often face in their lives? what causes apathy in those affected the most by these unjust circumstances? is there anyone who is allowed to "look away" to keep going?

[𝑅𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅𝑆𝐸 𝐸𝑁𝐺𝐼𝑁𝐸𝐸𝑅]; how does a moral exemplar deal with a huge mistake? can a single misstep overturn all the goodwill they've created? additionally, what ethical issues arise in the field of academia? whose efforts are recognized, whose work go on uncredited? what biases do those in power have when creating a "canon" of academic work?

[𝑇𝑅𝐸𝐸 𝐻𝑈𝐺𝐺𝐸𝑅]; what code of ethics do we as humans abide by? is that line of justice skewed by our anthropomorphic lens? what are things that exist in nature that conflict the interests of people? can one advocate for something that may harm people if it protects "the other"?

[𝑉𝐸𝐿𝑉𝐸𝑇 𝐺𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸]; when negotiating opposing sides, what constitutes a "right" compromise? who are the people making these promises, and how do they represent the people they're making deals on behalf of? additionally, is it right to judge someone's social climb when they came from nothing? is it morally wrong to want to serve one's self-interests if those actions also help others?

[𝑄𝑈𝑂𝑇𝐸 𝑈𝑁𝑄𝑈𝑂𝑇𝐸]; where does liberty and freedom coincide and clash with the ideas of justice and equality? how does one navigate what to restrict and what to allow? who makes those choices for everyone? how does the dissemination and suppression of information influence public perception?

in conclusion, thank you for your feedback and i hope posting about our process when creating these skeletons helped you in your choice! i strongly suggest reaching out in dms with what you're envisioning so that we can assist you with resources or musing for your app! :>

> 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚛 🅟

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

3, 6, 7, 11!

✧ ── 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒

3. whose writing has impacted your writing style the most? (you can choose anyone! famous writer or not.)

── I would say that my style and my themes come from two totally different places in the spectrum of my life; I've always been interested in darker stories but my very first introductions into serious literature were J. R. R. Tolkien and Dante Alighieri's The Divine Comedy. I would later begin to consume media from Osamu Dazai, C.S. Lewis, and Victor Hugo - and while I think all of these influenced what I write about I don't think their styles influenced mine very much (besides maybe Tolkien).

Something I've actually been doing recently is allowing myself to slip back into my days of reading Reddit Horror Stories, I especially love listening to them during my workday and I do feel as though they are beginning to curve the direction of my work. A few of my favorites are Jared Roberts' My Dad Finally Told Me What Happened That Day, Dathan Auerbach's Penpal (a classic) - but my ABSOLUTE favorite thus far is Maliagirl1314's My wife has been peeking at me from around corners and behind furniture. This last one is probably one of the most unsettling things I've ever heard and I would be blessed if I could extract some of the same horror this story gave me:

Lynn was peeking from behind the shower curtain, her entire head stretched into the shower, leaving just her body outside. Her long dark hair hung against the curtain, the ends dripping with water. Her mouth hung open in a terrible grin, eyes wide and red, as if she hadn't blinked in a while. I screamed and jumped back against the wall. She didn't move nor did her smile waver. Her makeup ran down her cheeks in two black streaks. She looked giddy and completely deranged. I was fucking terrified. 

6. is roleplaying the only writing-based hobby you have, or are there other things you like to write?

── Oh you're really making me talk about this on my roleplaying blog huh - Yes! I actually write quite a bit outside of rp; I use roleplay as a way to keep my skills sharp while I work on a much bigger project. I've been sculpting a high fantasy world for the past 7 years that has a complete plot, setting, societal system etc ; the story follows my usual topics of grief, loss, and what length people are willing to go in order to feel human again ... And how little that humanity means in comparison to cosmic entities that do not feel the same way as you and I. I won't get into too much of it because I will not shut up and this is not the blog for that but here's a little quip:

Everything in between his earliest memories and this last horrid visage flashed within his mind, burning the back of his skull with desperation and misery while two glassy, blank spheres gazed back to him. There was no solace that could be found in the marbled mask of Death his brother wore; no benevolence sparked behind his eyes and his plush lips had fallen agape ... Yoriichi could still smell hints of vanilla and garlic on his tongue. He could not call him a corpse, not when his brother's body still felt warm to the touch, not when his ears still strained to hear any flicker of life echoing in that still and silent ribcage. The blood lining across Yorii's brain boiled in rippling self loathing; his very body began to resent him for such a thought - no. No no. Even now with the hot sin laid before him he knew the blood was not on his hands, he did not pull the lever for the gallows. His brother would never have wanted him to fall into that sort of pit .. Yet, another awaited: this was the man who he had done everything with ... how was he supposed to toss all of that away? The mud was cold beneath him, touched by the first frosts of winter only that evening as all the beauty in the world felt as though it had died - how fitting, he thought, for the world to be plummeted into this dark chasm along with him. Soil clung to his clothing and stained his skin while he sat within the ringing quiet between the two of them, soon enough he couldn't stand to bear and look at his brother's face. It held too much horror - a perfect snapshot of when he realized the end had finally come and that nothing could prepare him for what was to happen next if anything at all. Yorii instead decided to wander back into the flashing memories while his fingers clenched the body beside him so tightly he was sure he would crack bone; and that was when the startling revelation crushed his soul and ripped his heart in two by the sinews. A singular bout of lucidity kindled to clear the fog and his eyes tightly opened to stare at him once more; the small detail he hadn't noticed before felt like an icepick through his skull - His brother had been smiling.

Still a WIP but ! Ya know

7. describe your favorite relationship dynamic. (can be any kind, platonic, romantic, familial, antagonistic, etc.)

── I'm a huge sucker for found family; there's something so comforting within those dynamics and I crave it all of the time - I just really like exploring all of the different ways love can manifest. Antagonistic relationships can get a bit iffy for me, most of my characters fall into the "ok we just wont converse with the person we dislike" box, so not a lot of interaction would happen there unless its forced - but enemies to friends to whatever else is a really big hit for me I don't care how cliche it is.

11. describe your ideal outcome/endgame for the muse you are currently writing. if you are a multimuse blog: do this for your current favorite muse, or the muse of the last reply you posted.

── Doing this one for Robin because Haru's endgame is legit just "be happy and healed" I do not want anymore horror in his life and he deserves none of it for being such a sweetie. Now Robin? Ohoho that little shit - so I have two vastly different ends I'd like for him to end up in and it is somewhat based around different verses as his lives are so wildly juxtaposed in each one. For his main league verse @hemoplagued and I have actually spoken about a whole timeline that takes place in the not-so-distant future where Robin eventually returns to Noxus with Vladimir to help organize a coup alongside the Crimson Court and Black Rose. This results in the execution of Swain and a deconstruction of Noxus' ideals over the next coming centuries (as Vladimir and Robin are both technically immortal). Robin's whole purpose in life in his early life in League verse is to want to help others and solve the humanitarian crisis of his own home; this is an extension of that that feels very bittersweet.

On the other hand I really just want Robin to lose his shit. This is actually something I plan to explore more with you specifically within the Dead by Daylight threads we have going on - as Robin's specific backstory for this verse (shhhh I know I know, I'm writing his doc as we speak for it) really would allow him to fall into vile acts he might not be willing to in his other verses. This is also being explored, granted on a much more subtle level, in his modern verse, and I'm excited to expand more to see where this will lead to since he's not usually the type to bloody his own hands.

[mechatiqe]

[ DRAGGING @hopeds INTO A RP ]

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“QUIT INSULTING ME IM TRYING TO HELP YOU HERE,” perfectly describes the mechanic’s day so far. He’s been woken up early in the morning at the sound of his phone’s obnoxiously loud ringtone, which he immediately picked up when he saw Miu’s name on it. It wasn’t often that the other called him instead of texting him, so the emergency alarms in his head went off — and, well, while his guess was right about it being related to some kind of problem, it wasn’t at all what he was expecting.

There was… a disaster in the other’s dorm room. They don’t know the cause yet, but whoever did this, their intention was absolutely bad. Curtains were ripped, items were broken, glass was shattered… It seems the inventor had come back from god knows where -probably staying up to work on something- only to find her room’s door wide open and… this mess. Apparently it was only because she panicked that she called him of all people, and she was really trying to drive the point by insults. He almost pricked his thumb thrice now trying to sew up the curtains for her.

“Fuck, man, if you don’t want me here then call someone else. After I finish sewing up the curtains, that is, since I already began anyway.”

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[theelvenhaven]

As someone who is dipping their flippers into the writing waters, I'm curious what your process is for your work! I really adore how soft and romantic your writing is ♥

11.03.2022

Hey anon! Sorry that it took me a minute to get to this, but I am happy to tell you what my writing process is :)

To start off with I spend a lot of time either looking at a request or looking for starters that might spark or inspire me. 

Granted there are times when an idea comes to me without prompt, but I struggle sometimes to think beyond my personal scope, so its enjoyable to look through like RP memes and starters as well as think on requests. 

Sometimes I banter back and forth with @saviorsong too about what it is I want to write. So a lot of brainstorming about what it is I am going to write about and the direction I want to take it for example: I have to think of the beginning the middle and the end. Which can be- the problem, the collision and the conclusion or a sweet start, a collected gentle middle and a sweeter ending. 

Then I have to naturally write these ideas down. Sometimes I do it on paper but my fingers move faster on a keyboard. I try to note it in my phone but most often I rely on the ole noodle in my head to remember everything. Sometimes I can do it in one go and write everything in a couple hours or so, sometimes I write half of it and lose momentum but can come back and finish it. 

I really like to envision how the character and reader is feeling, I think of things I would enjoy if it were me in that position, or how it would make me feel if it is said to me and its negative, or little things like skin texture, things about them that make the character attractive, what I would do if it were me with them and how reader would treat them given the circumstances. Here are some examples:

example 1:  Fury didn’t begin to describe what it was you were feeling as you entered in your office, a bottle of wine in hand. You wanted to get away from your so called partner as you closed the door with control. Careful not to slam it, not really wanting to draw gossip nor your partner to attention.

example 2:  “More like this damned piece of metal-” He grumbled out, moving to stand to his full height and turning to face Vanifinwë, making him swallow thickly and soften at the sight of her. Her black hair falling to her waist in big heavy waves, left long and undone compared to her usual half updo. Those glowing sapphire eyes openly drifted from his silver ones, wandering over his body with a hunger to it.

example 3:  He whispered in a tender voice, bringing a hand to your neck as he gently pulled you forward so he could kiss you. Lips gently brushing against yours before finally melding against yours, his other arm wrapping around your waist holding you close to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning further into Maglor humming softly.

I also think of the background and what’s going on there- is it sunny? rainy? are they inside? sitting down? doing chores? working? It can be subtle or more direct so you know what it is reader is doing. Here is an example:

example 4:  You rolled over as your eyes blearily opened as you could feel the slivers of Laurelin meeting your lids. Slowly peeling them open to find that it was now waxing into morning, the sounds of birds sang their soft tunes just outside the open windows. With the white sheer curtains billowing as Manwe’s breeze blew into the room. Offering a comfortable coolness as you hunkered beneath the heavy comforter.

Then I re-read it religiously, plug it into a text to speech reader and listen for any mistakes or sentences that don’t make sense or are redundant and then I edit it. Adding things to make the story better, taking things out, fixing grammatical mistakes, making sure the character is in character. 

If I am still not confident in it, then I ask for beta readers to see how I can better improve the story if it needs to be at all.  

Don’t be intimidated if this seems like a lot or the process seems complicated. A lot of these you’ll find yourself thinking of together and meshing to solve whatever writing tangles you run into. Especially the more you write the more of a habit it becomes and becomes second nature to do so. 

I really hope this helps explain what my writing process is and can help you on your writing journey! 

[phoenixsummon]

@dawnturnstodusk (for Clive) somewhat plotted rp XD

A breeze blew through almost transparent flowing curtains, the night within the desert region was fair but still quite humid. With one leg crossed over the other and pink hair cascading down over her shoulder. Ember sat fixing her outfit as the night was about to begin for those who resided in the brothel. Not only women of the night but it was shared with men as well who worked within the walls too.

Fingers trailed up her cheek to where her brand was. Oh how far she has fallen since this thing was seared into her flesh. Ember was quickly brought out of her thoughts when she felt a familiar presence or rather power. The blessing of the phoenix. No sooner had she stood up did the master of the brothel called for all to assemble downstairs.

Upon arriving with the other workers, arms folded over her chest as she noticed that there were some new slaves. Or rather new faces that had arrived. After explanations all dispersed and the doors were open to the customers. Ember however weaved her way towards where she felt the phoenix blessing. Reaching out to grasp the persons hand, finger went to her lips as not to say anything and quickly she led him up the stairs.

This brothel had two floors, it was a fair size but the one who ran it was not kind. Treating the slaves rather poorly and punished them any chance they could. But for now her attention was on the new face which was brought in. Taking him aside into her room she closed the door and locked it before turning to face him.

"I never thought I would see such a face as yours here. We can talk for a bit but, not long. Sorry for so suddenly pulling you aside. The power you have, the blessing of the phoenix drew me towards you."

[mamirhodessxox]

Brooke Head canons for RP inspo!

-Brooke is definitely the most clumsiest girl sometimes. A lot of people she knows cannot leave her alone by certain objects or areas because she ends up bumping into something, dropping something or tripping over something etc etc

-Being an agent is not the most easiest thing in the world especially when she has to go on multiple missions to see live action horror movies go down which means she is often exhausted. She spends most of her off days in bed sleeping in and keeping everything pitch black. No lights on. And no curtains opened. It’s the best way to sleep.

-Brooke has a playlist worth of a good 20 hours just filled to the brim with music. Her entire playlist is unorganized let’s be real here. It goes from My Chemical Romance to Taylor swift onto The Weeknd. She has good taste but the unorganized playlist is what truly gets me (Nooo this isn’t self aimed wddymmmm….)

-She’s the biggest bottom that ever bottomed let’s be real here. Outside of the bedroom she is definitely a little submissive thing which is absolutely funny because she loves it when someone elses has control and calls the shots especially when she’s in a little shy mood some days she just adores it when someone orders for her at restaurants or guides her around a store somewhere with a hand on the small of her back. (also totally not self aimed.)

-Lil miss thing had a thing for hands. She loves holding them especially when she has a significant other. She just likes the size comparison between her tiny hands and someone else’s massive hand.

-SIZE KINK SIZE KINK SIZE KINK!!!!!!! Miss thing over here absolutely ADORES dating someone 10x taller than her. She just thinks the size comparison to her and someone is not only hot but cute. Like let’s be real here. She’s 5’3 and she could easily go for a 6’0-6’2 man. 1 it’s very helpful because whenever going to the store and she needs something from a higher up shelf it drives her nuts when she can’t get it so she spends a good 10 minutes jumping as high as she can to grab it.

-She is such a good cook! Whenever she has the free time which is rare she often bakes a lot of sweets such as cupcakes, cookies, pastries, cakes..anything you can imagine she can bake.

-She absolutely loves rain storms because of the nice rainy noises and the atmosphere is relaxing when she’s inside cooking or listening to soft background music when doing chores. The gloomy weather is her favorite thing EVER.

[friendoftubbo]

lHELLO TUMBLR.

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This blog is run by @earmuffstar (they/them). Credit for the header ges to Sad-ist’s Final Waltz, because I had to. PFP credit to Zhuzhee

Mostly canon-compliant except for when it’s funny or when rp demands it

This blog is part of the lovely kiss me son of god-verse the curtain call-verse! I’m open to other interactions as well if you fancy it, unless it is tagged as “;; nerd talk | scenes” because those are specially reserved.

I try to tag common triggers with “tw [trigger name]” sans double semicolons. Other than that, tags without [brackets] are in character. [brackets] are what I’ll be using for out of character tags.

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[chaos-event-horizon]

2, 4, 9, and 12 for the bad boy asks!

Actually gonna answer this under a cut cause of uh. Real talk. True shit. Not necessarily heavy and nsfw stuff, but like... Real Rian and Toshinori stuff. Peek behind the curtain stuff.

2) What was the hardest part of forming the relationship?

Gonna drop the uh... Whole rp haha bit. Cause honestly this is something I've never really admitted before. The biggest obstacle to my relationship with Toshinori has always been me. My inability to open up to people and conceive the possibility that I am a likable person. Toshinori was in my head for well over 2 years, almost 3 before he and I "made contact" and spoke for the first time. And while he counts us as having been dating since early 2018 due to his own efforts... I didn't truly start having a relationship with Toshinori until the beginning of 2021. Because I didn't trust that he was actually there, or that he could actually like me either way. Nearly 3 years of him quietly courting me like some kind of ninja romcom... Because I didn't want to believe I was good enough. And that's on me. The hardest part of this has been letting him love me.

4) How easy was it for them to admit that they love you?

Too easy. He leaned into it immediately. Toshinori is the kind of man that, once he sets his eye on something... He goes for it. No hesitation. No second-guessing. He will acquire a goal and then he will achieve it, with no room for wondering if he can or should. That bastard existed for 6 seconds, saw me, and made the decision right then and there to be an unrelenting point of love and safety. I don't know what I did, or what he saw... But it was enough for him to make up his mind.

12) Were you actually attracted to their behaviour? Or was it other things?

9) Did you meet them while they were still plotting a scheme? Or were you caught up in the trouble they were causing?

Yes. Oh, gods of bullshittery, yes. I don't think I went into detail here on Tumblr, but I was informed recently that he'd been the one sending me "anonymous" flowers and gifts for my birthday and holidays. 3 years worth. Before I even knew he existed. He was scheming to make me his boyfriend that whole time... And I fell into the trap.

Yes. Yes. A thousand times yes to both questions. I'll never forget how blindsided and loved I felt when he and I finally met. I'll never forget every first time he made me feel a new emotion. I'll never forget the cold fury that happened when he showed himself and told me he liked me, and I told him he couldn't because I was too worthless. There's a special kind of love there, in the careful stalking and studying he did. And in the way he forces me to lift myself higher. Other people would say it's bad or creepy, but... It's honestly what I needed in that moment, and every moment since. The undeniable proof that I was wanted by someone. That I AM worthy. That he cared enough to love me in the only way I wouldn't be able to run from.

Call me an idiot, but that shit's just hot.

[stitched-mouth]

I’m creating a Stranger Things OC that you can rp or interact with on this blog! Ask her anything!

Full name: Marceline “Marcy” Patel

Age: 15.

DOB: 1st February 1971.

Physical Description

Marcy’s biological parents are Indian and English. So she has quite dark skin and hazel eyes.

She likes to wear Henna on her hands to keep show of her unexplored Indian roots (she doesn’t remember either of her parents).

Her hair is straight black and shoulder length, and she has curtain like bangs.

Marcy dresses like a typical teenagers from the 80s. Colourful makeup and outfits, long socks with trainers, lots of hot pink etc…

I imagine cartoon/comic Ms Marvel when picturing her.

Background

Marcy spent most of her life in the foster care system until she was adopted by Argly’s parents in 1983.

After being adopted she moved from Massachusetts to California to live with her new family when she was 12.

Personality

Marcy is quite quiet but she’s not shy at all. She can be loud when she needs to be. And she had no problem calling out something wrong, or when Angela is bullying El.

She has a lot of emotional scars from being in the foster care system so long. She suffers from abandonment issues and anxiety attacks.

Marcy has a front of confidence and no fucks given attitude. But deep down, she cares a lot and can be quite emotional.

Traits: Sassy, Quiet and Loyal.

Friendship/ Relationships

Marcy and Arglye: They were close immediately. They get along very well and do refer to each other as brother and sister.

Marcy and El: Marcy immediately found herself drawn to El and Will when they first joined her class. El was open and they became friends quickly.

El has told Marcy minor things about the situation in Hawkins but has never gone into detail. Marcy knows that they share a similar childhood history (El grew up in the lab and Marcy grew up in the system).

Marcy knows a lot about Hopper and Mike from El; she thinks Hopper was amazing and a real hero and although she has not met Mike she is very excited to meet him in the spring break.

Marcy and Will: They aren’t quite friends yet. Marcy has tried and is still trying very hard to start a friendship with Will but she has not been successful yet. Will is naturally very distant from Marcy as he doesn’t make friends easily.

Will likes Marcy and is very happy that El has made a friend, but he’s just a bit introverted which is why the two having clicked yet.

Marcy and Angela: Since Marcy moved to California, she’s had a love hate relationship with Angela. Marcy and Angela are enemies by default due to Angela’s extreme bullying, but the two are still very drawn to and attracted to each other.

They have a enemies to lover’s troupe.

Fun Facts About Marcy

- Her favourite colour is green.

- She has Indian and English roots.

- She often smokes weed with her brother.

- If she was in Hawkins, Eddie and Steve would definitely adopt her.

- She loves D&D.

- If she ever gets Vecna’d, her favourite song is ‘I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight’.

- She is the biggest Arglye and Eden shipper ever.

- She is a bisexual female and her pronouns are she/her.

[sanguineserrations]

𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝕹𝖔𝖙 𝖄𝖔𝖚, 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖀𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉, 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝕸𝖊. 𝕴 𝕳𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖘.

This blog is 21+. Astarion is a character whose arc deals with trauma and other themes of an adult nature. As such, RP featuring him will likely delve into these topics. It is not appropriate for minors. I am an adult and I do not feel comfortable RPing this character with anyone under 21, please respect that. If you'd like to RP with me but don't want to see any of my posts containing more adult plot either block the tag #NSFW or check the tags before opening a post with a "Read More".

Don't message me wanting to write smut or solely to ship with me. I write to develop characters and have plot, if there's a chemistry between our characters the plot may go that direction, but only if both mun want this and discuss it OOC prior.

This blog will contain spoilers. Fav my promo post and come back after finishing the game if you want to avoid those.

This is a multiverse blog. I may write using one version of Astarion with you and write with another Vanilla Astarion with someone else. Vanilla Astarion's actions are those of an entirely different person in an unrelated plot arc altogether. I may use the same Astarion in interconnected plot arcs between different characters- to avoid confusion when a new AU Astarion is created he will be added to my Verses page along with his title and a short description, and the title of that Astarion will be in that post's tags. Additionally, lore for my Astarions will not always match canon game lore- otherwise it is impossible to world build or create new plot.

The mun is not the muse/ Muses used as puppets for mun abuse will not be tolerated. Astarion has done horrible things in canon, and is assuredly to do this in plots on this blog. He might say or do unkind things to your muse if it is within his character motivations to do so. On the flip side of that coin, RPing a character does not give a mun free reign to be an absolute bastard to mun using them as a puppet for their own actions to avoid consequence, take passive aggressive actions out on another mun through their muse, or trauma dump to an unwilling participant. While our characters may be allies, lovers, or enemies- the person on the other side of the computer screen is your writing partner whom should be appreciated and respected as you'd want to be.

No Godmodding. This includes auto-hitting, your character knowing things they shouldn’t that was discussed ooc, or RPing my muse's actions without prior permission. (ie. if you want to say your muse shoves mine down and holds his throat without waiting for my full RP response you can send a quick chat message to me to make sure I'm okay with it rather than auto-hitting.) I will usually write passive interactions (i.e. "He reached to take her hand".) and you can write if that succeeded in your reply, ("She pulled away with a grimace." or "She smiled as she felt his fingers intertwine with hers.) If I accidentally write a direct action with your muse, (i.e. "He grabbed her hand.") you can either treat it as passive in your response or message me and I'll edit my post.

This blog writes in third person. It's easier for both me and my partner to write a story together this way. It's very jarring and difficult for me to write with a partner who writes in first person, since I'd be then reading their response first person as their character. If you write with me please also write third person.

Please give thoughtful responses not just reactionary ones. When I respond I will do my best to respond to the prompts given, but also give you tidbits to work with when moving the plot forward. I ask you please do the same, I do not want to be a content-generating machine.

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Anyone can reblog art, promo, a-muse-ments, and non-rp posts which is appreciated! If you want to reblog art from an RP thread please put it in a new post and tag me- then you don’t disrupt the RP and others can see where it came from if they’d like to see more. Please do not reblog RPs you are not a part of as this makes it difficult for the writers to keep track of whose turn it is to respond. If you really like an RP and want to share it make a link to the title tag in your own post. Please don't join closed RPs. You can respond in character to #Open starters, #Asks, or #aMUSEments. Not sure? Send me a chat message and I'll let you know if you can reblog/respond in character to a post. (If it isn't an active RP between me and a partner it's almost always okay.)

Want to plot together? Send me a chat message! I don't bite without asking first.

[lightning-kachow]

Saturday, November 4 -- Crack!ship AU: Write a crack!ship au. This should be a one shot of any characters in the roleplay, yours or someone else’s! Definition of a crackship: seriously this shit can’t happen but in an alternate universe. Add 10 applicable aO3 tags (enemies to lovers, modern au, etc.) This is a one-shot. 

Unfinished Business

Swynlake RP Universe

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Lightning McQueen (Cars), Jessie (Toy Story), Thea (Original Character), Lisa (Original Character), Alternate Universe/Canon Divergent, ghost!Thea, ghost x mortal romance, letter writing, angst, blackout poetry, seance, Lightning McQueen Sheds A Tear, non HEA, except kind of HEA, implied falling in love with your ex lover's sister, crackship, sorry Laura

I haunt this inn not because it is a gathering place for the dead, but because it is a gathering place for the living. And that first part is not unimportant— I’m quite grateful, actually, for how kind and welcoming the staff has always been to us ghosts. It’s why I came here in the first place. But it’s not why I’ve stayed.

It’s become a terrible habit, I know, the way I fall in love with the living from time to time. They can’t even see me. But can you blame me? They shine so brightly, some of them especially so, and I am like a moth drawn to a flame. A creature of shadow who simply can’t resist a glimpse of the light.

That’s what they call him. Lightning. Lightning McQueen.

~~~

Lightning was beginning to adjust to the… ghostliness of the Inn. It still kind of freaked him out, but he barely noticed anymore, the way the curtains fluttered when there was no breeze in the room or the doors creaked open to rooms he was just about to enter. He’d noticed the latter a lot lately— it was kind of nice, actually. Someone looking out for him. Fancy that.

“Thanks, babe,” he’d taken to saying when a door would open just for him, which he knew was kind of weird, but he missed saying “thanks, babe” to babes. 

The front desk agent, an older woman whose name tag read “Lisa,” raised an eyebrow at him. “She has a name, you know,” she pointed out.

“Wait, really?” Lightning hadn’t meant it all that seriously, but now he was curious. “Well, what’s her name?”

“Thea. One of our ghosts. I’m surprised she did that for you, it’s been a while since she was that friendly with someone. She must really like you.”

Lightning just nodded, a strange expression on his face. “Thanks, Thea,” he said to the presence in the room.

“She likes letters, by the way,” Lisa added. “If you ever think about writing one.”

~~~

No, Lightning had not thought about writing a letter. Or letters, period. He wasn’t a writer. And anyone he needed to keep in touch with was simply a text, a phone call, a DM away (not that there were many of those left). He could fire off messages without thinking about them. 

Now, sitting here with his pen and his Hauntley Inn stationery, Lightning remembered why he didn’t write letters. They were so slow. And his handwriting was pretty sloppy. He felt like a kid again, struggling to say what he really meant on a lined piece of paper to be judged…

And yet, once he started writing, he couldn’t seem to stop.

He poured his heart out. About how lonely he felt, how everyone loved him and yet he didn’t feel like anyone really cared. How he’d failed so many people, so maybe he didn’t even deserve that— and yet, he craved it anyway. How he had no idea what was next for him, if there even was a “next.”

He left it out on his nightstand, feeling a bit embarrassed and half-tempted to throw the whole thing in the bin. But he thought of what Lisa had said— how Thea was rarely “friendly” with the guests. Being a ghost must be lonely too, right?

Lightning was just about to leave the room when he got the sense of something moving in the air behind him. He whipped around to see… a leak? From the ceiling? Right above his nightstand? Well, that was strange…

Several water droplets had landed on the letter. On the word “lonely.” And the word “worried.” And then, at the very end, a whole sentence: I find myself thinking about you a lot.

Lightning smiled to himself, feeling like a kid once again, but this time in a different way. He felt giddy. Maybe he didn’t have to tell the front desk about the leak quite yet.

~~~

As the weeks stretched on, the letters seemed to pour out of Lightning, like a valve had been opened and all those feelings he’d never known how to put into words had finally found their reader. The ceiling continued to leak, highlighting points that Thea seemed to agree with. Once, Lightning tried cutting letters out from magazines to see if she could spell them out herself, and she rearranged them into: I QUITE LIKE YOU. 

Lightning blushed. He hadn’t felt this way in a long, long time.

He began a mission to learn a much about Thea as he could, asking the staff and soon the other guests. Some of the stories were funny. Some were sad. In many of them, Lightning couldn’t help but see himself. It was strange, how much in common he had with a woman whom he couldn’t even see. But when he brought her up to a certain vampire in dark shades, the woman had a very different reaction.

“Who told you that name?” she demanded. Lightning’s eyes widened.

“Uh- Lisa. At the front desk?” Lightning said uncertainly. “I’m sorry, is it, uh, a bad topic?”

“No, it’s just…” Jessie sighed. “That’s my sister. Thea. I just… I feel terribly for her. She’s so lonely. And she’s tried to move on, but she just can’t seem to. I don’t know what’s keeping her here.”

Lightning’s eyebrows furrowed. “Oh. I’m sorry,” he said, because even though he didn’t have siblings, he knew it was a terrible thing to lose one. “Ghosts… they usually have unfinished business, don’t they?”

Jessie nodded. “Usually. But we can’t seem to figure out what hers is.”

That was complicated. On one hand, Lightning had only just met Thea— as much as you could “meet” a ghost, anyway. He didn’t want her to disappear! But he could see how much this hurt Jessie, the fact that her sister was suffering. And though he’d only known the ghost for a short while, he didn’t want her to suffer, either.

“We’ll figure it out,” Lightning promised. 

“I’ll help.”

Both of them whirled around to see Lisa from the front desk standing in the doorway. Just as they started to ask how, Lisa put a hand up to stop them.

“I’m a medium. We’ll hold a seance,” she explained. 

~~~

Lightning, Jessie, and Lisa gathered around the table, a few candles burning in the middle. Jessie had brought Thea’s favorite book— A Room With A View— and a song she liked softly played in the background. Lightning closed his eyes. “Thea, I really just wanna talk to you,” he said softly. “So does Jessie.”

There was a silence. “I can sense her,” Lisa said. As if to confirm, the curtains rustled. “She’s here. She’s touched that we’re all here. And she’s sorry she’s been so distant, Jessie.”

Jessie was silent, but Lightning could see her eyes shining in the candlelight. He avoided his gaze, as though to give her privacy.

“Can you ask her… what she thinks it would take for her to move on? For her to take care of her unfinished business?” Lightning asked.

Lisa nodded and repeated the question. Lightning ran his hand through his hair anxiously. What if it was the same answer as always, and Thea was trapped forever?

“She says, actually… she thinks she’s ready. She wasn’t sure, but seeing you both here, she realizes she’s found what she’s looking for.”

“Really?” Jessie interjected. “What’s that?”

“She finally feels like she’s understood. She thought that no one would ever understand what it’s like to be a ghost, but talking to Lightning changed that. And… well, she’ll get mad at me for this, sorry, Thea, but she did fall in love with him a little bit. That’s not really the point, of course, but I thought you should know.”

Now Lightning was starting to tear up, too. “I fell in love with her, too. A little bit. But now she’s leaving?”

Lisa nodded. “I’m sorry.”

Lightning shook his head. “No, it’s what’s best for her. I just… I just wish it didn’t have to feel like this.”

“That’s the thing about love, isn’t it?” Jessie said softly. “Sometimes, you know you’ve felt it because losing it hurts so terribly.”

She met Lightning’s eyes across the table and took his hand. Together, they said goodbye to Thea.

And as they left the room, they realized they were still holding hands. 

Perhaps ghosts weren’t the only ones with unfinished business.

[gideonsite]

Peek Behind the Curtain

Greetings to all visitors of this page! Let me provide you with a brief insight into my world. I go by the name Gideon Adnan Mahesa, and you're welcome to call me Gideon or Gide for short. It's important to note that I'm the person behind the X handle @Giadeon.

To delve a bit deeper into who I am, I'm a proud Pisces who has reached the legal age. I would greatly appreciate it if you'd use 'he/him' when referring to me. As for my personality, I'm a bit of an introvert or extrovert, depending on the situation at hand. Consequently, my MBTI can be quite fluid, and I hope this doesn't pose any inconvenience.

Regarding my account, it serves as a cyber space that I consider my safe haven. I tend to keep my mutuals at a comfortable number, so I won't opt for overcrowding. I'm quite chatty and often to share my thoughts, sometimes including rants or musings about my daily life or random topics. Occasionally, I may use harsh words, despite my efforts to refrain, so I appreciate your understanding.

Before you following me, make sure we know each other. I'm not at ease with having strangers in my followers list, and maintaining a less congested account is a priority for me. I won't hesitate to unfollow and remove if you become bothersome, and I encourage you to do the same if necessary. Lastly, I request that you provide trigger warnings for content related to blood, self-harm, horror, ghosts, jump scares, NSFW, and any disturbing images. Additional info; as my account is friends-only, it's quite possible that we initially crossed paths through RP. This online space might be where our paths first intersected:

Open based

My account, agaon (jiyseok in previous)

Youth In Shades

Hall of Famely (unver)

innerkind

Mischiefoile

Closed agency

feelingsnreason - FeelersGaon

nolzation - PororoGAON

petwidgets - GuestJungsu

CreateMyWays - KYUJINways

TrueF4ction - TrueGAON

nolzation (season 2) - JOOYEONPoby

Caretaker

ToOurTribe (OA) - Kiyara Dreeana

WaveofHeartache (CA) - Ghani Gentala

TurnsStranger (CA) - Dito

RevelRush (OA) - Giana Isabelle

That's about all I can share. Feel free to contact my Retrospring page if you have any queries or just a little curiosity. I appreciate you taking the time to read this short introduction about me. Wishing you a delightful day, regardless of who you may be.

[allelitemuses-fuck-isreal]

Open RP:

"All right, shut up! Save us all that waste of carbon dioxide you're all breathing through those perpetually open pieholes!" Guzma said coming through the curtains as the crowd booed enthusiastically. "Now, as much as you all plainly DO NOT deserve it here in... Whocaresville, USA, as one of the pillars leading this company into the future of the pro wrestling business, I got a reputation to keep, so you all better stand up and be grateful that the baddest man on that MWA roster is here to grace you with his mighty and awesome presence! That's right, Big Bad Guzma is here!" More boos. "Now, before I stick around- shut up! Before I stick around too long and catch whatever loser disease is spreading around this town, I gotta do a match, don't I? How about this, then - I'll challenge anyone out there in the back to step into this ring and face down Big Bad Guzma! I already know a lot of guys are gonna be too scared - heck, I bet they're too scared to even change in the same locker room as me! They'd rather come home crying to Mommy and... well, I'd say Daddy, but they don't got one, do they? They'd rather come home crying "Mommy, Mommy, the big bad bug man's gonna kill me in the ring!" And you know what? You're dang right I am! It don't matter if it's Batman, Monika, Captain Falcon, heck, Kenny Omega... whatever... Japanese wrestler is popular right now, I don't really care, or heck, the UNDERTAKER, I'll gladly step to them and put them six feet in the dirt for all you lowlife inbred HICKS to see! I've beaten all your favorites, and I'll gladly beat them again, and again, and again, and again! It's only over when I'm satisfied, and if you gotta problem with that... well you can crawl on back to that moldy basement you call a home and cry about it! Now who's taking my challenge?"

[puppy-boy-toby]

I posted 609 times in 2022

197 posts created (32%)

412 posts reblogged (68%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@hoshi-neko-hikari

@blind-puppy-ayla

@dark-hybrid-ninja

@ask-liam-and-co

@sweetdrugs-and-introverted

I tagged 552 of my posts in 2022

Only 9% of my posts had no tags

#toby - 485 posts

#ic - 440 posts

#mobile - 102 posts

#hoshi-neko-hikari - 99 posts

#haku - 73 posts

#anon - 50 posts

#m!a: shadow toby - 38 posts

#blind-puppy-ayla - 36 posts

#m!a: tiny toby - 30 posts

#baby toby - 21 posts

Longest Tag: 87 characters

#i knew this was on their site but only recently rediscovered it so i'm posting it here!

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

*hmm, well that’s strange, there’s just…a random cardboard stage size of a baby crib that is just out here in the middle of nowhere, the stage had a red blanket that acted as the curtain, there’s also just a pile of 38 flash cards sitting in front of the curtain, do you open the curtains and see what’s behind them? Or do you read the flash cards first?*

(For Toby) @plushie-night-playtime

Toby looked at the small stage, sniffing at it. Then, he pulled back the blanket curtains to see what was inside before looking at the cards.

@plushie-night-playtime

17 notes - Posted January 18, 2022

#4

Question: Do Power Rangers count as Magical Boys?

🤔

18 notes - Posted January 10, 2022

#3

The GH's House (Open RP)

It was Halloween night and Toby was out Trick-or-Treating, dressed as Captain America! He went up to the first house of the night and knocked on the door. He didn't know, however, that the house belonged to a GH (Grouchy Hag). The door opened and she glared down at Toby, making him uncomfortable.

"WELL!?" She shouted at him, making him wince.

"E-Eto, Twick or Tweat?" Toby said, nervously held his candy bucket out to her.

"Not Again! Every year, it's the same thing! You little hippies want MY candy!"

"Be-Because it's Hawwo-" he tried to tell her, but she interrupted him.

"WELL I DON'T HAVE ANY!" GH yelled again, even though she was holding a candy cane. Toby looked in the house and saw a large bowl full of sugary treats too.

"Now, GIT BEFORE I CALL THE COPS!" GH threatened him and slammed the door behind her. Toby didn't understand why she was so mean to him, so he started to sniffle and cry.

Tagging: @hoshi-neko-hikari, @weirdgayenby, @dark-hybrid-ninja, @murukuruandfriends, @punkbatbeth, @ravensroleplays, @thegeasswriter and anyone else who wants to join!

23 notes - Posted October 28, 2022

#2

EK at the Pizzaplex (Open)

((If possible, I would love to rp this with any of the Security Breach characters. I'll leave it up to you where he ran away to.))

Toby was invited to attend EK's (Entitled Kids) birthday at Freddy Fazbears Mega Pizzaplex! It was so much more than a pizzeria; it had everything! Laser tag, go-karts, mini-golf, arcade games and animatronics you can actually interact with. All the kids at EK's party was having a blast!....Everyone except Toby.

EK and his friends would pick on him and leave him out of the activities because he was "too little", even though he was only a few years younger. Toby had enough, running away to another part of the PizzaPlex. He huddled into a corner and started to cry, feeling left out and alone.

@hoshi-neko-hikari, @dark-hybrid-ninja, @murukuruandfriends, @weirdgayenby, @ask-the-yanderes, @thegeasswriter, @ask-pregame-kaede-akamatsu, and anybody who wants to participate.

56 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Toby's Origins (Open RP)

Deep in the forest, along a rushing river, a wooden crate was floating along the rapids. At one point, the crate gets caught a riverbank and tips over, spilling the contents. A bundle of blankets wriggled out, revealing a baby boy with the ears and tail of a puppy! The only clue of where he came from was a small tattoo on the back of his neck that said "2-B".

The baby whimpered and let out some small yips. It was much too young to be out here on its own. He needs someone to take care of him or he will likely perish.

Will you adopt this small pup?

@hoshi-neko-hikari, @weirdgayenby, @dark-hybrid-ninja, @murukuruandfriends, @welcome-to-random-characters-2, @sweetdrugs-and-introverted and anybody else who wants to rp

66 notes - Posted April 28, 2022

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NyteHavyn/Rhys

About NyteHavyn and Rhys

((This is very important, so please pay attention and respect it:  As with the ShadowLands for Tolaas Bluue, NyteHavyn and Rhys are also my babies and constructs from my imagination spanning over the years in various forms - RPs, short stories, etc.  As with the ShadowLands, please do not start changing/adding/subtracting things about the castle and the town of Rhys without coming to me first and explicitly discussing it.))

–

NyteHavyn is the name of a very, very large, 4-storey (soon to be 5 stories) castle at the edge of a small-to-medium town by the name of Rhys.

Rhys is a shared dimension - a bubble dimension - within London, England, just at the edge of Hyde Park.  Meaning, crossing through a specific line of trees at the edge of Hyde Park will lead you through a small woodland area, and up a trail, until you reach the borders of the town of Rhys.  From Rhys, you can see London, but from London you cannot see Rhys. (Unless, of course, as previously mention - you happen to ‘stumble’ upon through the treeline at Hyde Park.)

Ah, but why hasn’t anyone and everyone stumbled upon Rhys?  Because only those who truly know how to find it - or those who are meant to find it - will.   If you cross the treeline, and instead of finding yourself just on the edge of Hyde Park, find yourself in a little woodland area moving up a trail?  You were meant to find Rhys.

Rhys is a town which is home to many a being - human, vampire, angel, demon, you name it.  Many consider themselves outcasts, even among their own kind.  Either tired of the violence, the bloodshed, or the hate which permeates their kind, their soul, their very existence, they have come to Rhys - a place where all manner can get along without judgment.  Sometimes, they just pop in for a mini-vacation of sorts.

NyteHavyn, Terran Nytefyer’s castle, is also such a place in Rhys.  He has opened his doors over the centuries to those who need a place to stay, to live; a place of comfort, or a place to call home.  All manner of person is welcome, as long as they obey the rules.

If you manage to stumble upon Rhys, and subsequently NyteHavyn, then you are welcome - for you are here for a reason.  However, you are expected to contribute to the community in some way or fashion.  Help around the castle, help around the town; however and whatever your skills may be.  This town, this castle, could not continue to survive as it has without the help of its residents.

The castle property, itself, is on the edge of Rhys, but can be seen from pretty much anywhere in the town - that’s how large it is.  The property of NyteHavyn is surrounded by a wrought-iron gate.  The gate entrance consists of two large gate doors which bear an insignia of a T and an N entwined together.

Just inside the gates in a stone path, either side trailed along with various flowers and bushes, which lead to two very large double-doors; the entrance to the castle.  Just inside the doors is a large foyer.  Just past the foyer is a large sitting room, where people can sit and talk, read, lounge in front of a fireplace, get to know one another, etc.

The First Floor of the castle has 500 bedrooms, each with a double-king, four-poster, curtain covered bed.  These rooms can be decorated any way the resident likes.

The First Floor also contains a double-sized restaurant-type kitchen; always fully stocked (and open 24 hours to castle residents, even when kitchen staff is not on duty).  There is an ice skating rink, roller skating rink, bowling alley, game room (which contains several large, widescreen, HDTVs, with game consoles, air hockey tables, Foosball tables, and much more), very large dining room, a large Hall (meant for parties, dancing, practice, whatever); there is also a very large workout room/training room/gym; also, on this first floor is one of the largest libraries in the world.  On one end of the first floor is a mini-movie theater (30 seats); on the other end of the first floor houses its very own hospital wing, complete with some of the best doctors and surgeons in the world (not all human, of course.)

Consists of one giant aquarium around the perimeter of the second floor. This includes plenty of forms of marine life (including a mermaid by the name of Hope).  If asked how it’s possible to have an aquarium of such on the second floor, Terran will most likely answer “A bit of magic,” and smile.   The second floor also contains around 500 bedrooms, all with an underwater theme (which, yes, like the bedrooms on the first floor, can be decorated in any way one wishes).  There is also an Olympic-sized swimming pool, hot tubs, saunas, a massage room.

The third floor contains more bedrooms, of course; there are several art rooms for those who enjoy painting, sculpting, etc.; several music rooms; also, several classrooms for those how wish to take classes on whatever field of study they wish.  It also contains several mid-sized rooms with computers.  This floor is also considered a school floor.  Those who wish can attend, get degrees in practically anything.  

The fourth floor contains more bedrooms; however, the fourth floor also contains the main security system/computer room, plus a very large science lab.

The entire castle is wired with cameras almost everywhere (except for the bathrooms, bedrooms, and changing rooms).  There are also intercoms in every hallway and every room.

There is a dungeon basement.  Be careful you don’t wind up in one of the cells.

The castle residents, and servants, are a mixture of everything from fully human to demon, to angel, to dragons in human form.

Here, they have found a home, they have found a bit a peace within themselves.  And quite a few have also found love.

Let’s hope you can, too.