#indie fighting rp

[manufactoredxbyxdesign]

INDIE. SEL.  Depiction of ALBERT WESKER

Dead By Daylight and Resident Evil focused | Contains mature themes (18+)

Carrd | Rules

[grimmusings]

a permanent starter call for my alien!verse muses.

☠️ Brock Rumlow (Marvel/MCU) A no-powers AU where Rumlow is a mercenary sent to capture and contain the Xenomorphs for study and mass weaponization. His priorities may change when they start attacking the crew (but you never really know with him). 🚀 Chris Beck (The Martian) Set during Alien, Beck is the medical doctor and EVA specialist aboard the Nostromo when it goes to investigate a distress signal and discovers the Xenomorphs. 💪 Hercules Alcides (Greek Mythology) Set during Aliens, a no-powers AU where Herc is a Marine Corporal who is part of the team sent to LV-426 to investigate the colonies' lack of contact and Ripley's claims about the Xenomorphs. 🏴‍☠️ James Hook (Peter Pan) Captain of any of the ships that accidentally (or purposefully) discover the Xenomorphs. His primary objective is protecting the crew. 🤖 Red (The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys) Science officer and an android with a fondness for humans aboard any of the ships. Her primary objective is protecting the crew. ⚡ Thor Odinson (MCU) After the defeat of Thanos, Thor discovers an Asgardian ship has been attacked by Xenomorphs and sets out across space to hunt and kill them before they can infiltrate more worlds. 🧪 Victor Frankenstein (Frankenstein) Chief science officer aboard any of the ships that accidentally (or purposefully) discover the Xenomorphs. His primary objective is studying the species. 🎲 Surprise me!

may dm for plots / may just be chaos. feel free to specify your muse, or i’ll try to leave it open-ended!

(comments only; i’ll assume a like is just you being supportive, and i’ll promptly forget a message.)

mutuals given priority.

[korinthiakos]

"Who else?" "The Corinthian." "I assumed as much, Still feeding on the dreamers he was meant to serve."

@𝗸𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗸𝗼𝘀 | an independent blog of The Corinthian from The Sandman Series. [ DNI if you’re under 20+ ] [ Do read the rules,  both rpers + personals ] ( dreamt by Emma | They/Them )

[tewwor-moving]

✧･ﾟ open | mutuals/non-mutuals | location: joel's diner in the semi-sleepy town of harborview | context: your muse is getting a little too close to the truth of what lurks as citizens around these parts & dane doesn't take kindly to it ･ﾟ✧

Only the clatter of bells announces his entrance. None of his usual greetings are bid to his friend behind the counter. No wave, no smile, no ‘how’s the day treatin’ you’s, no nothing. It's just him fixated on a plan that has him scouring the lax interior. 

Lips press into a thin line when he finds the one. That one snoop who’s been poking around in corners and places newcomers shouldn’t. It takes all but three steps before he looms near the stranger. An urgent, whispered ‘hey— psst, Dane! What the hell, man?’ catches his ear, but he waves Joel off. 

They're both impacted by this, after all. 

"You don't belong here," he hisses, emphasis on the way his words wisps out between suspiciously pointy teeth. "Quit getting into shit and leave."

[bruiscdmouth]

"You're always running away. Leaving me to look stupid and needy. Haven't you had enough?" Levi questions the other from where's he sat on the couch. This house parties shit and they're both too old to be doing this. Yet, Levi always comes and they always string him along. He'd be lying if he said he didn't love it.

open to: anyone

[coquettied]

✧           🎀       𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑   introducing 𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 ⋆ . ˚ ࿔

a smile instantly lights up his lips at the sight of her. he's always admired her, but he's never had the courage to express his feelings, so it's no surprise that his older brother has once again succeeded in getting something he desires—love, in this case. "hey," he greets, though the smile fades slightly as he realizes she's here for his brother, not him. of course, why would she be here for him? "my brother got a call, but i think he'll be back in a bit. do you want to come in and wait for him?" he opens the door to invite her in, cherishing this rare moment alone with her—a stolen moment for his yearning heart. "did you tell him you were coming over?"

[wildskissed]

open to: m/f/nb suggested connection: literally anyone

Her body is still thrumming with wild magic as she approaches the other, a look of APPREHENSION on her face as she moves. This was of course her fault, and she listens as the other sits there breathing. After all, it's not everyday that you handle an issue with magic and it backfires a bit, and while everything is back to normal, it wasn't normal there for a moment or two.

"I take it this is the first time you've ever been turned into a sheep accidentally?"

[edgymuses]

I wish I could stay in this house forever. I don't want to ever leave

(rules/muse list)

[dcwnthercbbithcle]

Do you like 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒? 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐒? How about characters that 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔, but are actually 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐒?

How about 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘 characters that are an 𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 that explore topics of 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤, 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥, 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞? What about characters that invert concepts of 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃, 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐄, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓

With 𝐈𝐍-𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐇 & 𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄 inspired by Mortal Kombat canon, it's many loose ends and a variety of real-world culture and influences. Such as 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐊𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍. 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐄, 𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐋 & 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘 status and their place in 𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄, 𝐌𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 from history and pop culture, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃, 𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐄𝐆𝐘𝐏𝐓 and countless more.

If you answered 𝐘𝐄𝐒 to any of the questions above, do I ever have the character for you!

Meet the High Priestess of Bayja, Outworld's Idol, 𝐙𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐕𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐈, the Jewel of the Golden Wastes. Voice of the East. Hierophant to the Realms Enigmas & Sacred Mysteries. Beauty to some, devil to others and Spiritual Leader by occupation.

Zuriya is, at her surface, a practitioner of magic who dabbles in the traditionally heavenly aspects of the discipline, those expected of a magus of her position and priestess to the gods, yet doesn't shy away from the darker elements, rather it seems she is drawn to them. Soul manipulation, conjuration, and destruction all hold a place in her wheelhouse, making her a sorceress who practices the dark arts.

However, this reality has been cleverly hidden beneath the virtuous pursuits of her light magic and position as a patron under a goddess of life, rebirth and security. 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆.

Unlike many other magus or sorceresses, Zuriya's magical aspirations are pursued through a distinctly unique form of music and dance that she has turned from a mere method of practice into an attraction, a point of recognition the realm over and stardom.

Much like her magic, Zuriya’s personality treads both dark and light with all the care of a seasoned dancer. Though severe and uncompromising in the hand that guides her Temple.

Zuriya is a profoundly compassionate, well-humoured and light-hearted woman. That playful side she shows through performance is no act. She is a being of impulse, spontaneity, growth and carefree love for her existence! She is an ambitious and adventurous woman, desiring knowledge and travel to fuel an innate curiosity in her soul. She possesses a genuinely magnetic presence that lends well to her position as high priestess and a celebrity influence. Still, though fun, Zuriya is an intensely self-serving, ruthless woman in the face of her desires.

❝ The secrets inside her mind are like flowers in a garden at nighttime, filling the darkness with perfume. ❞

          INDIE | SELECTIVE |  MUN IS 21+ | PENNED BY BUNI

[sorbetkisses]

"it's hardly a scratch . i think you're being dramatic ."

[cagesings]

have  you  decided  it's  safer  in  cages,  singing  when  you're  told?  // independent  and  highly  selective.  as  freed  by  fleur.

[icerots]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤall to hide her own.

[akuzeisms]

 ❝ Each of us needs to be willing to DIE     to save humanity. ANYTHING LESS...         and they’ve already won. ❞

  indie, semi canon compliant commander katrina caroline shepard of mass effect. ❖ paragade. adept. colonist. sole survivor. ahem ending.  ❖ crossover, multimuse, sideblog, & oc friendly. ❖ blog is 21+ only, minors dni. ❖ written by serabellym (she/her, 25+).

   carrd. ❖ interest tracker.

  ❝  Each of you needs to be      willing to die. ANYTHING LESS...          and you’re already dead.  ❞

[soulsuckrrs]

open to: m/f/anyone plot: y/m & Leslie have a frienemies with benefits thing going on & y/m maybe gave someone info or totally threw Leslie under the bus & she's come calling for some blood.... or something else a little physically taxing to put her anger into (hate fucking??). hmu if you wanna plot more! definitely can get smutty & toxic. connection: another supernatural or criminal. frienemy with benefits.

Leslie was more than known for her temper but this was something more. No one, no-fucking-one betrayed her. Not without severe consequences. With a strong blast of telekinetic magic the door to the other's place was blown open, the wooden barrier turned to nothing but splinters and small chips. The blonde woman nearly snarled as her blue eyes searched the entry and then the rest of the room for the other and when they found them another surge of magic threw the piece of furniture that stood between the two of them away and into the wall with a loud crash. She always had been one for bold entrances.

"You fucking bitch," Leslie seethed, hands moving to press against her hips because if she didn't then she would surely have been throwing them at the other and although she liked coming on strong, she wanted answers and if she'd throw punches she wouldn't stop. She had enough mind to keep her distance despite the path being clear. Old blood was splattered on her clothes and smudged across her cheek near her mouth, a lot of it her own but not all of it. Whatever they had let slip had gotten her ass beat before she'd been able to remove the heads of her attackers. "You. Sold. Me. Out." The words were ground out with malice as she paced two steps further into the place, hands dropping to her sides in fists.

[deathbind]

DEATHBIND. Death's love is at once infinite and everlasting. Before death battleship and battery turn to dust; before death strong and weak become friends. Then, anyone running after you will not be able to catch you. Come to me. It is time you were here. Quickly.

SAINT ETERNAL. Serot, an independent original character. Based in DND / BG3. Crossover friendly. Featuring a homebrew nation on the continent of Zakhara.

[boyakishantriage]

OPEN RP

"Draw."

Blades sung, the opening notes to the dance starting as she stepped into the matted ground.

"Rules are simple. First to make me knock out wins twenty fout hours, no bullshit powers. Pure skills."

She drew her blade, a custom weapon with a mix between Chinese, American, European and Arabic.

"Who's first?"