#spies in disguise rp

[phoenixborn]

𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲, 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲; '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞

꧁ 𝓛 𝓔 𝓖 𝓔 𝓝 𝓓 𝓐 𝓡 𝓨 ꧂

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐝

+18 only, independent, ROTG inspired now fandomless / multifandom, chaotic rocker cosmic entity original character. Tons of original lore & worldbuilding. Selective, very crossover and OC friendly. Mun is +21

♡ / ↻ 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭

[languajix]

Cabin 14 Beach Day RP

Cabin 14 RPed the beginning of their collaboration project with Cabin 15 for the beach sports day event! Then we fic-ified it a little for readability.

As morning broke across the campground of the Fandom Family Reunion, whatever passed for the sun began to rise and paint everything golden and glowing, warming the scales of the turtle known amongst his cabin as Uncle Mike. He had just been on an early morning walkabout, popping in to say hi to a few friends he'd made thus far while his nephews napped in their little bedside nest.

As he approached the front door, he noticed a flyer stuck to it. Interesting. He tugged the loose piece of paper off as he scanned the contents, rocking on his heels and growing more excited by the second, then burst through the door and brandished it in the air with a grin.

"Hope everybody packed their swim trunks and snorkels! Looks like we've got a beach sports day!"

Spirit POV

Everyone on both floors of Cabin Fourteen were bustling through their usual morning routines. While his brother Mika brushed his teeth in the bathroom, Spirit sat on the edge of their bunk, swinging his legs, watching everybody do their thing. ICE Donnie was blinking himself awake from his pillow pile, rubbing his eyes with a groan. Uncle Mike's baby turtle nephews were making little sleepy peeps as well.

Through the gaps in the second floor railing, Spirit could see Scout and Scav leaning towards each other, deep in some sort of conversation that had morphed into nonsense noise by the time it filtered down to him. On the other side, Angelo had his back to the cabin, arm raised, glowing a little like he was doing some sort of magic.

Out of the corner of his eye, Spirit even thought he might have caught a glimpse of one of their special ops cabinmates moving past a window. Maybe. They were really hard to spot unless they wanted to be seen.

Then Uncle Mike burst in with an announcement! The next event was going to be...

“Beach?!” Spirit squeaked in excitement, he’d never been to the beach nor had he ever had a beach-related experience in the past, but there was a first for everything!

Uncle Mike raised the flyer in the air as though it would help prove his point in any way, wrinkled and folded over on itself as it was. "Yep! I've been by the lake before, and there is, in fact, a beach! Sand, something that I am pretty sure might be water if you squint... looks like it's going to be a fun day! I might see if my almost-brother Don wants to watch the kids; maybe they can build sandcastles or something."

Don. Spirit remembered Uncle Mike coming back to the cabin in the past couple of weeks with some stories to tell, saying he'd met a younger version of his brother - the Donatello who was in another dimension. The Donatello that Uncle Mike had met at the camp was apparently double mutated, or something - big, with lots of teeth, and Uncle Mike couldn't understand him through the growls, but as with most things, that didn't stop Uncle Mike from talking and trying to make friends.

Uncle Mike hopped towards his duffel bag at the foot of his bed, rummaging around in it for a second, and then humming happily while pulling something out: a strip of red fabric with two eyeholes.

He leaned in towards everybody currently in the cabin. Then he leaned back, looked around as though wary of spies or sneaky listeners-in, and finally leaned back towards his cabinmates. "...okay, everybody in here is going to see through my disguise faster than Clark Kent's glasses, so I'm letting you in on a little... secret. Me and a buddy of mine who is equally as handsome and fond of the color orange - we might actually be twins from another ooze - are gonna be causing some chaos. This guy has lots of great ideas, honestly, and I can't wait. We are cooking, as the youth say.

...But! Since this is a Raph-themed event, it's only appropriate for a Raph to be the one doing it. And if at the end of it all, they can't pin it on me because they think my brother - who is conveniently not here - was behind it all? Well then, that would be just too bad, wouldn't it?"

He dangled the red mask in front of them with a very devious grin and a wink. "I can trust you guys not to tell, right? Keep my secret identity?"

It took a second for Spirit to grasp what Uncle Mike was saying before it finally clicked and he let out a gasp and clapped his hands with a cheeky smile, “your secret is safe with me, Uncle Raphy!”

"I knew I could count on you, Spirit," Uncle Mike Uncle Raphy said, deepening his voice and doing a funny accent. "You make me - your red, buff, grumpy-on-the-outside-but-soft-on-the-inside uncle Raph who has been here the entire time - very proud. And if the best most awesome uncle Mike was here in the room with us, I'm sure he'd say the same."

With that, Uncle Mike pulled his own mask off over his head and worked at wrapping the red one around his eyes, doing up the knot with his singular hand. He started to frown and flex his arm muscles a little. Was this how Uncle Mike's Raph acted? Frowny and kind of silly, with a deep voice and an accent?

The cabin door swung open again, a little more controlled, this time, and Raphael and Cerulean made their way inside, boxes and boxes in hand. "Hey guys! We brought breakfast!" Raphael grinned, brandishing the towering stack in his arms.

"And news," Cerulean chimed in. "We met a few of our cabin neighbours people over at the mess hall. They're planning a capture the flag event and were wondering if we want to join."

Uncle Mike, er, Uncle Raphy coughed, as though the fake voice was kind of rough on his vocal cords. "As an experienced Raph of many years, capture the flag sounds right up my alley. I'm in." 

From the far wall where he was rifling through a cupboard, Marco frowned and looked down at Cerulean. “Sounds like a battle, I’m in. Let’s make sure our buddies on the roof are informed. I would be surprised if they are not spying on us now. I’ll bring one of my brothers with me.”

"First things first, we brought some rolls, some toast, some boxes of cereals..." Raph walked over to the kitchen and plopped his stack of boxes down on the counter, flipping the lids, pulling out the steaming contents of the baked goods and setting them out on the table plate by plate. It all looked so good that Spirit wished, not for the first time and definitely not for the last, that he could eat. Raph gestured over the spread. "Take your pick, guys."

"Good idea. We can strategise during breakfast." Cerulean pulled out a kettle to make some tea. He reached into his pocket for his phone, quickly typing a message before sending it.

Marco hummed in thought. "...well, is mystic powers a rule? If it isn’t, then I’ll take my Leo with me."

"Not sure. We didn't want to set anything in stone before we get everyone's agreement," Cerulean clarified as he slid his phone back in his pocket.

Marco smiled, his sharp teeth peeking out just slightly, giving it a menacing edge that sent a thrill down Spirit's spine. “Heh, for once I’m excited for one of these lame events.” Knowing Marco as he had for these past few weeks, Spirit could tell he was planning to scare the crap out of the other camp members.

“Wait are we playing capture the flag or going on a mission?” Spirit inquired as he drifted closer to the kitchen. He thought this was going to be a family friendly game; was he wrong?

Hunter POV

Hunter and the rest of their family followed Navy down from their little corner upstairs as the smell of fresh food wafted up through the kitchen and slowly filled the cabin. His big brother quickly whispered to them to feed themselves, and gave a quiet thank you awkwardly to the air, as none of them knew who brought the food.

As they sat down to eat, the conversation started flowing again over their heads, and Hunter could tell the moment Navy caught the mention of a game, perking up. “Oh, I'm sure it'd be great to do more socializing with other cabins! You know, since we've really not gone out and done much, and-”

“I don't know if a game of capture the flag would be good for ‘socialization’, big guy,” Hunter butted in, taking a bite out of the toast he had grabbed. He continued talking with a full mouth. “It's sort of, like, a competition.”

Navy clapped his fins together. “Well, uh, we can make it a friendly competition!”

How optimistic. “With those guys?” Hunter gestured with a thumb in Marco and Cerulean's general direction. “Good luck.”

"...Well you're certainly perceptive, aren't you?"

A figure shifted into view from behind Marco. He tipped his goggles up from the bridge of his beak to settle above his orange mask, right-eye seemingly brighter than usual. Once completely exposed, his palms found place in the 'empty' holster pockets hanging from his hips.

"Due to current circumstances, I will be the sole participant amongst my unit. I do hope that's not a problem."

It was one of those sneaky guys from the roof. The orange one. Mikhail. Hunter hadn't had much of a chance to get to know them all, personally, because they were always off doing some sneaky thing or another, but he was in tune enough with his instincts that he could usually smell or hear when they passed by. There were some things you just couldn't hide. Not from him.

Marco raised a brow. "Mhm, fair enough. I would rather not lose to a bunch of kids, so let’s not lose, okay?"

"Then perhaps we should call everyone for a quick meeting, yes? To figure out who would be joining the event." Cerulean drummed his fingers on the counter he was currently leaning against.

Marco nodded. “Hm, yes. I already have my pick. Not that you already hate him or anything, hence that’s why he’s tagging along.”

“Oh, fantastic.” Hunter rolled his eyes. “This will absolutely contribute to a great team environment.”

“We will be discussing the nitty gritty of the game with Cabin 15. We probably should make our way there after breakfast. For the meantime, tea?” Cerulean pulled out a couple of mugs.

Spirit turned to Mika, who was peacefully chewing on some cereal. “Are they planning a murder or a game?” He asked. Mika just air tapped his head and continued to eat. “Don’t worry about it,” was all he said.

Marco slightly raised his hand. “I’ll take a tea, if you don’t mind.”

“Before we go, I assume everyone here wants to win?” Cerulean poured a cup and placed it in front of Marco with a decisive thunk, eyeing him and Mikhael. “Any suggestions on how we ensure that?” His tone was light but his eyes said otherwise.

“There he goes again,” Raphael mumbled, chewing on his toast. He nudged the glass Navy was reaching for towards him.

Navy took the glass offered to him, taking a sip. "You know, I feel like I should be a little more worried about the people I'm surrounded by."

Hunter squinted at his brother. "You didn't get that idea when I told you one of them pulled a gun on somebody?"

Looking up from his bowl of ramen, ICE raised his only hand, "...following that subject, are weapons allowed?"

“Possibly, although I doubt permanent maiming would be allowed.” Cerulean tapped his chin thoughtfully.

Hunter scoffed at ICE. "I don't know if you should participate, shrimp." He stuffed the rest of his toast in his mouth, talking as he chewed. "Have you looked at yourself lately?"

ICE glared at him darkly, slamming his hand on the table and pushing himself to his feet, leaning towards Hunter as his chair scraped on the floor. "I would suggest you take that back. I know where you sleep."

Hunter huffed through his nose, crossing his arms across his plastron. "Cute."

Cerulean sighed. “Save the animosity for the other team, please. “

ICE hesitated, then sat back down, crossing his arm over his plastron. "Yeah Hunter, listen to the cabin leader," he said with a smug grin.

Cerulean raised his eyebrow but didn’t refuse the statement.

Hunter squinted his eyes and rolled them, but settled on just growling deeply and continuing to eat. It wouldn't be worth it to compete with someone that stubborn. Navy looked over at ICE with genuine worry in his eyes, and mouthed 'I'm sorry.'

ICE smiled innocently back, and whispered "Its alright, I'll let it slide."

Marco took the cup and swished the liquid around. “'Ensuring victory.' It’s hard to solidify a plan against enemies we don’t know. ...well, so-so we know. For now, we know that it’s consisted of versions of all of you. Every weakness that is yours could be theirs-“

Cerulean hummed, “true. The lack of information is unfortunate. My brothers and I had only minimal interactions with them and the information we had is lackluster. Does anyone here have longer interactions with the other cabin?”

While the two of them bounced ideas, Uncle Mike sighed, looking over at his nephews, currently curled up together on the bed. "I guess Don is probably gonna sit this game out, so I'll see about dropping the kids off with him. As a Raph, I can't let down our cabin by missing out on the action. It wouldn't be very Raphlike of me, y'know."

“Raph? I thought you were Uncle Mike?” Raphael bit the spoon he held in his mouth.

Uncle Mike gasped dramatically, holding his hand against his plastron. "You think I could be that amazing, spectacular brother of mine whomst've I love so much but rarely tell him outright except in life or death situations? Ha!"

Hunter was still struggling to get a proper read on Mike. He trusted the older turtle, for the most part. He hadn't done anything to not deserve that trust. He'd actually done more than anyone else in the cabin to gain Hunter's trust. There was just something so strange about thinking that Mike was supposed to be a version of Scout, his youngest brother. And the fact that, supposedly, Mike had three brothers in his own world, one of which was meant to be a version of Hunter himself. A turtle who he was currently trying to impersonate...

Mike glanced around for listeners in, then pulled up the very edge of his red mask and whispered out of the corner of his mouth to Raphael: "It's a secret identity. I am about to commit many crimes and they're never gonna pin them on me. As long as everyone here can keep my secret, at least." He winked and straightened back up.

Oh boy.

Maybe he really was a Scout.

Raphael blinked once, twice, before grinning in understanding. “Okay then, Uncle Raph. Oh, this is going to be weird,” he mumbled.

Hunter folded up another peice of toast to swallow whole. "It wasn't already weird?"

ICE POV

Tap tap tap, FE!Donnie skipped over to the breakfast table, breaking the tension by adding his own. "Sorry to intrude, buuut, I have some things prepared for the event!!” He smiled as he slipped what looked to be small pink balls in Marco's direction.

Knowing how the True Colors guys felt about most of the Fear's Embrace crew, ICE glanced at Cerulean, who looked like he was trying hard not to roll his eyes.

"I made smoke bombs too! We can throw them off!" FE!Donnie smiled ear to ear as he dropped a bag right in the center of the table. Awesome!!

Hunter put his head heavily in one hand. "No, you were right. It's gonna be weird."

ICE grinned and waved his hand to get FE!Donnie's attention. "Now that's my kind of guy! I'll take extras." He'd take them all!

Out of the corner of his eye, ICE just barely noticed Mikhail retreating into a corner to observe from afar. The cool special ops guy raised a hand to cover his mouth as he observed in silence.

FE!Donnie grinned as he waved to Mikhail. “Hey buddy! Want some smoke bombs? Can’t win without teamworrkkkkk!!!”

Mikhail quirked a brow, not giving the eccentric Donnie an answer as of yet.

“You’re just in time, Donnie, care for some toast?” Cerulean smiled, motioning at the spread before them.

”Oooooo! Sure!” FE!Donnie wiped some dust from his face, reaching for a slice.

“If we’re going for the win then what about placing traps around our flag so it’s harder for the other team to get it?” Spirit suggested, tapping his chin thoughtfully.

Marco nodded, leaning forward. ”...Good idea, we could split up into groups, one that defends the flag and the others attack.”

“Some hidden mines would work.” A voice sounded from the door - Captain, leaning on the doorframe with Angelo smiling on his side.

"Jeez, how freaky are you guys?" Hunter looked around at all of the schemers, and ICE could feel his judgement from across the table. "Like, can I get a freak meter?" He gestured up and down with a flat hand. "Like how freaky are you being today?"

"Freaky enough to explode our opponents; they wanted a competition... we’ll give them one.” Marco smiled slightly, showing off his sharp teeth before taking a sip of tea. He was brutal. ICE could appreciate that.

“I want a pitfall trap! Team rocket style!” Spirit voiced.

“I heard we’re having a competition?” Angelo bounced on his heels. “Something about beating our opponents? I’m in!”

"Oh boy, they're gettin' the kid into it..." Hunter covered his eyes and groaned slightly.

“I like how you think. I have some pitfalls, too, back in the base. Put some spikes in there and it’ll take care of some of the incompetent intruders.” Captain gave a respectful nod to Spirit.

Spirit's eyes grew wide, and he returned Captain's nod with a thumbs up, looking a mix of nervous and excited.

“Nope!” Mika jumped up, flailing his arms around. “Let’s try to keep this as PG as we can, please?!” 

Spirit pouted, “you’re no fun...” ICE nodded in agreement. PG was for wimps. He'd seen worse his whole life, really.

“Maybe something a bit nonlethal, hmm? Perhaps some of those sleeping agents we saw in action that night?” Cerulean prompted Mikhail with a raised brow.

“Or we can just knock em out with something,” Angelo shrugged.

"...I could stun them. You wanted to see my power, right? I’ll have at 'em..."

“Oh yesyesyes yes please!” Spirit cheered at Marco’s offer.

Mikhail tilted his head. "Chemical warfare is Don's field and he's tapped out at the moment. But really, any form of incapacitation is preferred. Pretty sure it's going to have to be a layered process though to make sure they stay down and can't use their abilities out of panic or the like. Relying on a single point asset to take care of targets is never ideal."

Mikhail waved his hand lazily in the air.

"...Something something 'single point failure'."

“Making sure they stay down is pretty important, maybe I could make something…” Captain mumbled.

“Ooh ooh! You could use those tiny robots of yours with a dose of tranquilizers!”

Tranquilizers! ICE perked up more. The more bloodthirsty his cabin got, the more exciting things were.

Captain’s eyes widened. “Angelo, you’re a genius!” He began to pace, “we can set a designated time after we knocked them out so the robots can inject more tranquilizers to keep them down.”

"Combine that with something that can stunt power-use and that should cover everything worth major consideration," Mikhail said.

Marco chuckled. "...Nice to see some teamwork, but let’s make sure we have some fun and, most importantly, let’s not lose, fellas!"

Uncle Mike (wait, he was going by Uncle Raph today, right?) nodded approvingly. "No turtle left behind."

Marco looked out the window in the direction of the mess hall. ”I can go to the meeting point to go stalk the competition; I’ll send information to Chip so he can pass it on to you all. Anyone want to come with?” He turned to give Cerulean a pointed glance.

Cerulean seemed to consider it for a moment, before stepping forward, looking determined. Flipping over to mission mode, or something. "That might be a good idea. Do you need stealth or conversation?"

"Conversation, I'd rather not give them a reason to get their guard up." Marco rubbed his face, sighing, as though he wasn't looking forward to it.

Cerulean placed his hand on his plastron and smiled. “Then may I accompany you?” He glanced at Captain, “and perhaps... Chip, was it? Could send the information back to you.”

Captain’s frown deepened before he finally nodded. “Suit yourself.”

Marco stood up and looked down at Cerulean, clicking his goggles on. "...alright, kid, keep your guard up but not to the point it’s noticeable. Let’s go.” The antennas bounced as he walks over to the door.

Uncle, uh, Raph? blinked, taking a bite of toast. "Glad they didn't ask me," he murmured to Mika and ICE, out of earshot of Marco and the True Colors guys. "Don's my bro, and Mikenstein is my not-twin, y'know, and I probably know some stuff, but I don't wanna let down anybody. Them or us. So I'm not getting in the middle of this. Yet, anyways."

Captain POV

Chip floated over to Captain, whirring in a way that almost came off as nervous. It wasn't unwarranted, Captain was still a little bit interested in dissecting him, but that could wait. The mission was more important.

A hologram appeared in front of Captain, showing video footage from Marco’s goggles. “Here you go, sir!!” Chip chirped. “Hi again! Sorry for trying to disassemble you that time,” Angelo smiled. He prodded Captain's arm with his elbow. An encouragement.

“I’m not going to apologize. It started it,” Captain mumbled, walking to the table and turning so everyone could see the screen. Everyone present leaned in, interested in whatever their team members were about to discover at the meeting point.

Sitting down, Captain tapped his headgear, starting a new file to store the recording.

“You are lucky my sir made me work with you." The digital eye frowned. “But you do have access to some parts of the system! Of course, Marco implemented a kiddy firewall..." 

Chip turned to Angelo, then. “I accept your apology, at least SOMEONE HAS MANNERS!"

Captain’s fingers twitched in annoyance, but he brushed it off. There would be a chance to take revenge later. He ignored the babbling robot and focused on the recording.

Meanwhile, Angelo grinned. “Very cute! Kinda like-“ Apparently remembering their agreement to keep SHELLDON’s intelligence on the down low, he changed the subject. “I really like those markings you have,” he leaned over Captain's shoulder to point to Chip.

“Hm? Thank you! The ones on my rings are symbols, for a recipe! Kinda like a reminder!”

On the side of the hologram, the screen also displayed a file system. At a glance, Captain could see they were all locked. One of the locked files was a video labeled as 'The Incident.' Fascinating.

“Oooh what kind of recipe?” Angelo leaned on the back of Captain’s chair to get a closer look.

Captain stayed quiet, eyes scanning the files along with the camera recording.

“...Well, uhm." Chip whirred, appearing to process a thought before deciding to be open with them. “Are you aware of the substance Empyrean?”

Empyrean? Captain had gotten some good images of Chip in their earlier encounter, but he turned to make sure the 'recipe' was properly recorded just in case, as subtly as possible.

“Hmm? Of course! That’s what made us after all.” Captain glanced back to see Angelo had started to float, kicking his feet up behind him.

"Well it’s also used for Marco’s medicine, it’s what makes him kinda tired all the time and cranky - he wasn’t always like 'this.'"

Angelo’s open and playful expression immediately shuttered off. His feet hits the floor. “You know that can be dangerous right? He’s risking double mutation every time he uses it.” He crossed his arms. “Where do you even get that much empyrean? The council should’ve been keeping an eye on it.”

"Since the Kraang has plagued most of our world, it’s not too difficult to find. Mainly from a large crashed Kraang ship that’s not far from our base."

Angelo blinked. “Oh. Yeah the whole living in an apocalypse thing.” He leaned back, “Still. That’s very dangerous. I would hate to think what would happen if something went wrong. Experimenting with Empyrean is…” Captain could feel the way Angelo shuddered beside him, “dangerous, to say the least.”

"...it’s difficult when your resources are limited. Sometimes we don’t have a choice. So sorry - we got a little off topic..."

“So are we heading out to the mess hall, or cabin? And are we going now or later?” Spirit asked.

“We are currently researching our competitors. Marco and Cerulean will give us the go whenever they are ready.”

FE Donnie laughed. "Ehehe! For a robot designed by Marco, you really like to spill secrets. BUUUT luckily, spilling secrets are fun when they’re Marco’s!"

Angelo brushed past Captain as he pulled away, and Captain glanced out of the corner of his eye to watch him make his way to Raphael's chair and rest his chin on his head. Raphael patted his arm in comfort.

On the holographic iPad, a pop up message of a thumbs up showed from Marco. “Oh! It would seem he is signaling for the rest of us!” Chip said, hovering over the holographic iPad. FE!Donnie jumped up from where he had decided to flop down on the floor. “It’s game time, fellas! Let’s show ‘em! Make sure you don’t alarm them with any of our plans!! Any questions?” he stood there with his arms behind his back for a moment, barely waiting for a response before chiming in, “Good no questions! I’ll see you there!!”

He ran off playfully. “Yippe, game time!” Spirit cheered. He tugged insistently at Mika’s band tails. Mika quickly finished the rest of his cereal and got up from his seat to appease his ghostly brother.

“You have to play in my stead Mika!” Spirit pointed at him like a general giving orders, and Mika saluted at his brother. 

“The opposing team will know no peace.” Spirit nodded upon hearing confirmation and smiled. “Now let’s hurry! I wanna meet the other cabin members!” Mikhail pushed his self off the wall and popped his fingers, already heading out. Captain heard him chuckle in amusement at everyone's excitement. Mike gathered up his nibbles and followed behind. Navy herded his brothers to go along with the group, Scout skipping along in front. ICE followed along behind Navy, still in the process of putting on his eyeliner.

Captain felt the buzzing of his own 'go' signal from Cerulean and stood up. He glanced at his brothers who no doubt also felt it, and tilted his head towards the door.

"I guess we're going now," Raphael stood up, making Angelo, who was still clinging to his neck, rise up with him.

Angelo climbed and sat himself on Raph's shoulder, ducking along when Raph passed the kitchen doorway so as to not hit his head.

Time to see what the other cabin had in store.

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@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion

Hold Every Memory by @languajix

Ghost of the Past by @wandering-ghost

Second Shot by @twignotstick

Fear's Embrace by @karonkar

True Colors by @v-albion

It's a Complicated Equation by @leilanising

Covert AU by @chessman-protocol

[roleplayfinder]

Hello all! I, 23F, am looking for an 18+ roleplay partner or group, long or short term on Discord only. I do Semi-lit to adv. Lit, but my response times vary from day to day as I am a college student. I am down to use Tupperbox if requested.

I don't do NSFW or Smut. I also don't do heavy gore as I'm a bit squeamish. I prefer for there not to be any heavy descriptions of self-harm or suicidal ideation (it can be in the characters' background, but it can't be a focus of the story).

Romance is welcome but not required. I can do M×F, M×M, and F×F pairings. All I ask is that the relationship is interesting! I am down to play more than one character as well.

If having a romance isn't your thing, then I love a good found family, parent and child, siblings, etc.

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-A detective(s) is called to investigate a murder in a mysterious village riddled with secrets and rumors of paranormal activity.

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[spxcemuses]

MUSES.

Here is the list of all the muses I roleplay! Muses will be subject to change over time. Blue dividers by saradika on Tumblr. Muses may change on roster frequently and activity level may vary. Activity level will be sorted from highest to lowest. Edited on 9/20/2024.

CURRENT MUSES: 

Muses I write currently. Activity levels may vary, please consider this before choosing a muse to write with.

MOVIE MUSES (12):

High Activity:

Genie (Aladdin (1992))

John Doe (John Doe/House Hunted)

Tzekel-Kan (The Road to El Dorado)

Wade Wilson/Deadpool (Marvel/Deadpool films)

Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice (1988 film/Beetlejuice Beetlejuice))

Medium Activity:

Fairy Godmother (Shrek 2)

Jack Horner (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish)

Low Activity:

Ruber (Quest for Camelot)

Syndrome (The Incredibles)

Titan/“Tighten” (Megamind)

Hades (Hercules)

Anger (Inside Out 1-2)

TV SHOW MUSES (4):

High Activity:

NONE AT THE MOMENT.

Medium Activity:

Charlie Dompler (Smiling Friends)

Allan (Smiling Friends)

Low Activity:

Pim Pimling (Smiling Friends)

Freaky Fred (Courage the Cowardly Dog)

VIDEOGAME/WEBSERIES/OTHER MUSES (0):

to be added.

“REQUEST” MUSES: 

Muses I have written, but are very selective with interactions and often are "requested". Will be moved to other categories if written enough.

MOVIE MUSES (9):

Death/Lobo (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish)

Dug (Pixar’s Up)

Ethical Bug (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish)

Jafar (Aladdin (1992)

Dracula (Hotel Transylvania franchise)

Prince Charming (Shrek 2/Shrek 3)

Perrito (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish)

Rameses II (The Prince of Egypt)

Shaw (Open Season)

Anxiety (Inside Out 2)

TV SHOW MUSES (0):

NONE AT THE MOMENT.

VIDEOGAME/WEBSERIES/OTHER MUSES (1):

Frank (Spooky Month)

TESTING MUSES: 

Muses I haven’t written yet but am interested to. If enough interest is garnered (and I've written them enough), they’ll be moved to the current/request categories.

MOVIE MUSES (11):

High Activity:

NONE AT THE MOMENT.

Medium Activity:

Randall Boggs (Monsters Inc. franchise)

Not Writing Currently: This generally means I have written them in the past, but have not written them enough for it to count.

Jareth (Jim Henson’s Labyrinth)

Hans Westergaard (Frozen)

Moe Szyslak (The Simpsons)

Bill Sykes (Oliver and Company)

Embarrassment (Inside Out 2)

Haven't Written (Yet).: This mean I am contemplating on writing them. I may or may not actually write them for w/e reason.

Disgust (Inside Out 1-2)

Grimmel the Grisly (HTTYD 3)

King Magnifico (Wish)

General Kai (Kung Fu Panda 3)

Vic Diamond (Thelma the Unicorn)

TV SHOW MUSES (1):

Benson (Regular Show) (HWY)

VIDEOGAME/WEBSERIES/OTHER MUSES (2):

Mammon (Helluva Boss) (HWY)

Crimson (Helluva Boss) (HWY)

“ARCHIVED” MUSES: 

Muses I haven’t written in a LONG time that are going to a metaphorical “back-burner” until I get muse again. This doesn’t mean I’m NO LONGER RPing them; they’re just on a sort of “hiatus”. Threads w/these muses will be archived and brought back at a later date. PLEASE respect my decision(s) with these. 

MOVIE MUSES (10):

Bruno Madrigal (Encanto)

Balthazar Bratt (Despicable Me 3/4*)

Killian (Spies in Disguise)

Maui (Moana)

Mok Swagger (Rock and Rule)

Mr. Piranha (The Bad Guys)

Mr. Shark (The Bad Guys)

Pitch Black (Rise of The Guardians)

Judge Frollo (Hunchback of Notre Dame)

Bob Velseb (Spooky Month)

Thrax (Osmosis Jones)

TV SHOW MUSES (0):

to be added

VIDEOGAME/WEBSERIES/OTHER MUSES (6):

Daniel (Camp Camp)

The Daycare Attendant (FNAF: Security Breach)

SIDE MUSES/”NPC’s” (4): 

Muses who I will RP occasionally along with a main muse of mine, but they’re not “official” muses. They mainly help the threads/story progress.   

Acolyte (The Road to El Dorado)

Chief Tannabok (The Road to El Dorado)

The Shlepper Brothers [Toad/Sleazy/Zip] (Rock and Rule)

Mr. Boss (Smiling Friends)

GRAVEYARD MUSES (8): 

Muses that I likely won’t bring back. Mostly due to limited interactions and/or general disinterest (from me/others). May bring back in distant future (if I want to write them again) but for now, they cease to exist on my muse list. Any relations/etc. with these muses will still be intact (unless you wish to start on a clean slate).

It/Pennywise (It Chapters 1&2)

Rick Sanchez (Rick and Morty)

Preminger (Barbie’s Princess and the Pauper)

Chief Luggins (The Bad Guys)

Dr. Pussycat (Peepoodo)

Asmodeus (Helluva Boss)

Striker (Helluva Boss)

Cletus (Helluva Boss)

MORE TO BE ADDED LATER.

[pain-is-too-tired]

Idea based off a rp I'm doing-

But Hunger Games au where gods and such still exist but things are structured differently.

1. The reason the gods don't really do anything about the situation and government is because the president is a daughter of Zeus and she kisses up to papa really well.

2. Gods and monsters still are involved in the capital and such. Though a lot of gods try to avoid having anymore kids because of the state of things. (Kids fighting monsters and such for you is one thing, but being forced to fight to the death with no real achievement for it can be a limit for a few gods.) They do still have kids, but not as often as they use to.

3. There's not really a CHB or CJ in the way it is in the books. However, district 13 is led primarily by demigods, as they assist both demigods and mortals to safety. Unlike in the hunger games district 13 didn't draw back, they were legitimately destroyed. Demigods rebuilt it underneath.

4. Some gods might lead their kids together or have their kids in the same area. Hephaestus kids are often from District 2 for example.

5. Satyrs are rarer then in pjo, Grover and Couch Hedge being one the few left. They can disguise themselves as tribute escorts and other positions that get them close to children of Panem, and demigods. They aren't just working to help them escape, but also work as spies. Nature spirits do similar jobs.

There's other stuff but I explore it in later post.

Also want to lay out that the games and their victors will be vastly different from Hunger Games Canons. It's a world based off but not completely true to Hunger Games Canon.

I also never finished the books for some reason, I started to read the first book when I was like 12-13 but never finished it. Most my Hunger Games lore is from movies and other creators going into full details on the lore.

I will explore dark themes but not in the way I've seen some do already. (Ex. I'll explore how victors are exploited and dehumanized but I will NOT be touching on SA. Especially of minors. Any victor being obsessed over for looks or personality will be for specificly aesthetic reasons. More akin to how many might see a dog or bird. This is a personal decision on my part as that is my comfort level when wanting to explore dark and uncomfortable subjects.)

Anyway idk if I'll make a fic or just art of this. But I thought it be a fun au to work on. Feel free to ask about details! This au is still a wip ^^

[spirit-of-vengeance]

“ I'm not on fire. ”

“ I am the 𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖊 ”

Give this post a heart/a reblog if you would like to interact with the infamous chaotic powerhouse, Cindy Flame.

𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢-𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬 / 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 / 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝟐�� 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬 (𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐇𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥, 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬, 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐊𝐃𝐀 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝𝐬); 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭. 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞.

𝓤𝓷𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓙𝓪𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮

[charlie-eppes-blog]

Join and have fun!

[gothamradiokid]

I was so happy to create a escape room for English class about a movie I personally like a lot (Spies in Disguise) and my teacher told me "Sorry I don't really like the idea...make it about Batman Enemies".... man I really wanted to make it about the movie :(

but looking on the bright side, be careful riddler I'll be ready for your riddles

[quokkamemes]

SPIES IN DISGUISE SENTENCE STARTERS.

“ when i want a grenade, make me a grenade. ”

“ pretend like you’re a normal person talking to a much cooler normal person. ”

“ i need a funnel, jumper cables, and a nickelback album. ”

“ we should probably do something about that. ”

“ do you have any idea of how much motion sickness medication i’m on right now ? i can hardly feel my legs ! ”

“ i’m here because i believe… together, we can find a good way to stop the bad. ”

“ when the bad guys hit you, you hit ‘em back. you hit 'em so hard that they don’t get back up. ”

“ there’s no good guys or bad guys  –––  just people. and people are worth saving. ”

“ first time in venice ? ”

“ it’s always been my dream to come here and feed the pigeons. ”

“ we’re gonna talk about you throwing me off that roof, though. ”

“ i really thought that would work out better. ”

“ you don’t have to do it this way. it won’t make anything better. ”

“  what happens in the submarine stays in the submarine. ”

“ there’s gotta be something... a footprint, a candy wrapper, some overpriced face lotion… because there is no way that his skin looks that good without help. ”

“ i’m taking everything from you. ”

“ you should know better than anyone  –––  someone always gets hurt. ”

“ you gotta admit, it was a little scooby-doo. ”

“ i was aiming for your face. ”

“ you keep doing your thing, and i’ll do mine. ”

“ your thing seems to be a lot easier than my thing. ”

“ we have different skillsets, that’s what make us such a great team. ”

“ why do i smell lavender ? ”

“ i’m not telling you anything. ”

“ don’t let go… please don’t let go. ”

“ it’s okay. it’s okay. you can’t do this alone. ”

“ what does internal bleeding feel like ? ”

“ well, we did break a bunch of laws, and defied orders… and, i mean, committed a little bit of treason. ”

[phoenixborn]

“I'm not ‘ on fire. ’ ”

“I am the 𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖊. ”

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 & 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 // 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐨

The infamous chaotic cosmic powerhouse, Cindy Flame is fucking back with a few tweaks, more explosive and unapologetic than ever.

🐦‍🔥 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐎𝐂

🌌 +𝟏𝟖 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐧 & 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 +𝟐𝟏

🐦‍🔥 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 & 𝐎𝐂 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲

🌌 +𝟖 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

🐦‍🔥 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞

🌌 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝟎 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐝

🐦‍🔥 save

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐧: the beauty & terror of a cosmic entity, unapologetic talent, endless contradictions & polar opposites within the same being, gifted child syndrome, self destruction, the universe itself, destined to die and reborn, the weight of reigning over creation & destruction, destiny is a choice, embodiment of rock n roll, generational trauma & trauma in general, the last of her own blood

ꪜ𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖘

𝕴𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖌 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

𝕿𝖍𝖊 ꪜé𝖌𝖍𝖛á𝖗ꪗ 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊

𝓤𝓷𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓙𝓪𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮

[laidbare-a]

Hello! Would you be interested in a displaced Arceus or two in disguise? Water that spies on you? A pebble-eating man who looks like the fresno nightcrawler wearing a wizard’s hat? Then have I got the duo for you!

This is a dualmuse Pokemon OC blog based on game and anime canon. Multi-verse, multi-ship, mutuals only. Mun and muses are both 20+, minors and non-RP blogs DNI!

Please reblog if you’re interested in interacting and I’ll check you out!

[info] [rules] [verses]

[museswithattitude]

Muse list.

Marvel: Blade, Black Panther, Bishop, War Machine, M'Baku, Luke Cage, Falcon.

DC: Green Lantern (John Stewart), Black Lightning, Mister Terrific, Cyborg, Azrael (Michael Lane), Bloodsport, (Robert Dubois), Deadshot, Bronze Tiger, Martian Manhunter.

Anime: @kumogakuremuses , Dutch(Black Lagoon). @african-samurai (Yasuke)

Video Games: Jax Briggs (Mortal Kombat), Cyrax (Mortal Kombat), Balrog (Street Fighter), Raven (Tekken) Barret Wallace (Final Fantasy).

Disney: Wasabi (Big Hero 6), Lance Sterling (Spies in Disguise)

Other muses: Spawn (Al Simmons), Winston Zeddemore (Ghostbusters), Zack Taylor (Power Rangers), Shaft (John Shaft).

Rules: I am of age so mature themes such as blood, sex, explicit language, violence, etc may be and will be present.

Do not interact unless you're 18 or older.

Personals do not reblog my posts. I will block on sight. Rp blogs please reblog from the source or at least send something if you're gonna reblog my memes. Under no circumstances do I want my ooc posts reblogged. Kinda strange I have to say this.

I do not participate in cancel culture or callout culture. I am old enough to make decisions for myself. I have no interest in joining a mafia. If need be warn me and keep it moving. I don't want any drama.

All muses are heterosexual. Please respect that. If you have any questions please IM and don't be nervous. I normally give most a chance. I'm very crossover friendly.

Reasons I might not follow back or drop some rp's: One liners and multiple short replies. I'm not good at short rp's and I struggle with them. It doesn't have to be extremely para heavy, just I need something to work with. Exceptions are memes and starters.

Black Panther: I will not be using Chadwick Boseman as a fc. Outside of costume he'll have a different fc.

[roleplayfinder]

Heyo! 18+ looking for another 18+ to do a Spies in Disguise rp. I'm specifically looking for Walance, and I would prefer to be Walter. Anyone out there with the same niche interest is welcome to interact with this post!

[rpmemesbyarat]

RP Meme from " Bastet" in "Chapter Two: The Changing Breeds" from the World of Darkness "Changing Breeds" book (20th Anniversary edition)

Beauty, grace, ferocity, cunning, and — by no means least — vanity.

The insult to their pride was unbearable.

To them, he’s dangerous, seductive, and ultimately essential.

A secret disguised as a story or riddle. If you understand one, you’ve learned something; if not, you weren’t smart enough to deserve enlightening.

While not suited to long-term cooperation, they nonetheless represent a devastating short-term concentration of power.

Once they slumber, nothing short of violence can awaken them.

They still protect knowledge, as they always have.

The legends lie.

Spiritual songs have the same effect, even for those with no religious leanings.

Neither subtle nor patient, they are infamous for their explosive tempers.

Immerse him in its toxins and he will quickly perish.

No horse will bear him, no dog will follow him.

They are regal, proud, and powerful beyond compare. However, they are also arrogant, domineering, and malicious — even under the best circumstances.

They must always lead, and if their fellows do not recognize their authority, they will battle for dominance until their opponents are beaten into submission.

To defeat a lion, steal his roar.

Those who refuse tend not to survive long.

They are drawn to repair what is broken and make whole what has been torn asunder.

They have been betrayed by others often enough that they do not give their trust easily.

Whether this newfound status liberates them or destroys them remains an open question.

Some make good use of their numbers, relying on rapid pack tactics to take down their foes.

Mix it into his drink, and he will dance and laugh for days.

The exact form of the ritual varies widely, however.

After all, when you rarely see others of your kind, what time do you have for prejudice?

They can be taken at their word, and prefer straightforward battles if conflict is necessary.

They have an optimistic take on the world and the events therein.

They are questioners and questers, seeking the truth behind the scenes.

They are often detectives, lawyers, spies, or mystics, searching for hidden meanings in all of their endeavors.

Although they might not be actively malignant, they often have short tempers, quiet ways, and fiercely guard their privacy.

These don’t inflict damage, but can blind or distract an opponent, and provide illumination as well.

The message can be anything that could be imparted in about a minute’s speech.

You claim to rule by right, but too many of you fail to live up to your grand promises.

They know pride, that’s for sure. But stroke their ego, and offer them some new secret, and you can make a friend for life.

You do not know the true value of a secret, flapping your beak.

If it’s important, tell us.

I’ve heard that they might not be dead. But that? That is not a secret. A real secret would be finding one, and escaping with your life.

They believe that hoarding secrets is the path to power.

[t-mcford]

Roleplay blog for Killian, A.K.A Tristan McFord of Spies in Disguise

13 years of roleplaying experience

Multifandom friendly

OC friendly

Post film AU

Currently accepting asks and rp proposals! Please read my pages before interacting!

About | Rules

[enigmatic-elegance]

🔥🔥🔥 non-si:7 or ravenholdt spies/rogues etc also 🔥🔥🔥 ic royalty/people with titles etc

Oh man, that’s a lot. Okay, let’s go for it.

🔥 Frequent lack of finesse/subtlety, god-tier levels of flawless skill, feel free to apply what I said in my SI:7 post here as much of it does carry over.

🔥 This might be more a personal gripe and venture into the realm of petty but it’s still kind of a pet peeve. Why are most spy/rogue characters almost identical? I know it could be said for a lot of different classes/styles but still..

Handsome/Beautiful rogue with a sharp, typically dry wit. Likes to keep everyone arms distance but has those few people they ‘open up’ to typically in ways that send the character into spirals of negative emotion. Has an easy-grab vice (e.g. smoking/drinking/sex) and goes into great detail to play up said vice in every RP setting. Typically poly/open relationship type. ‘Consumed by the job’ in a way that it affects their home life you never actually read about. Did we mention sexy? They gotta be sexy.

I just want one.. just -one- spy/rogue who is just like.. a normal person. We really don’t need any more James Bonds or Beatrix Kiddos. We got those characters. I just want rogues who are less.. gimmicks. I know, petty of me. As I said it’s more a personal thing than anyone doing anything ‘wrong’. People should write the characters that interest them.

🔥 Being a spy is risky, -especially- of you are unaffiliated. You’re already a narc/snitch. That’s a bad gig to be in, lotta risk. Now you don’t have an agency like SI:7 to back you? Bitch you are going to be constantly on the run. Wish more spies went into things like hideouts, fake IDs, disguises, and simply how one lives their life in two ways. Their job, and their home, and the means by which they stop them from ever crossing. Would be interesting.

-  -  -  -  -

🔥 Same thing with people who make big military titles. Respect is earned. I don’t care if you are the Lord or Dutchess or whatever. I don’t care how much land your characters own, how many castles, how many peasants they oversee, give them a whole continent for all I care. If you rock up on the RP scene and expect people to immediately respect/fear/obey your character without putting in the legwork and the time, you deserve nothing.

Gotta walk the walk. Crawl before you run. Be patient and let your character earn their place in the RP sphere. If you try and force it, you’ll wind up ostracized fast.

🔥 ‘Bodyguard NPCs’. I hate that shit. I’ll tell you why. Because it’s a bullshit way of opting your character out of ever having to worry about anything. I mean, if I wanted to, I could say my character have 500 snipers on every rooftop in the city so if anyone tried to do anything they would be dead.

It’s lazy writing, and even lazier storytelling. It reminds me of this image in just how lazy it is. ‘My character is surrounded by 2 bodyguards at all times’. Well you and your bodyguards have a great day I’m going to go write with an RPer who is actually willing to open their character to events.

Also, if you want bodyguards, -have players as your bodyguards-. There are plenty of folks who would love to play bodyguard to a noble for that dynamic and story. Don’t just horsecrap in guards, actually hire guards. Played by players. Now that would be cool.

Ugh, it really bothers me. Such lazy writing..

🔥 I wanna conclude by saying something in defense of the noble RPers. I made a whole post here about this exact point. While I know many noble RPers get a well deserved bad rep, there are many decent and even phenomenal noble RPers who understand narrative flow and don’t always need their character at center of attention.

And it bothers me when people don’t ICly give nobility their dues. I understand if people are being a dick, but if a noble RPer is giving an honest go and not being invasive.. work with them, okay? Most people would show some degree of respect to nobility, even if it is just as simple as ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am’ or ‘my lord’ or ‘my lady’.

I know.. everyone’s character is too big and badass for that, but if a noble RPer is being respectful, then for the love of god be respectful back and show that character the respect the title deserves, yeah? Or at least -acknowledge- that the character has power and influence and you wouldn’t say.. spit in their face or insult them in person.

In a world where no one takes consequences.. fucking ever.. for anything.. it’s easy for people with titles to be abused by fellow RPers because they know they can’t really ‘do anything’. That’s just shitty. Try and play to what the character is, yeah? It will make everyone happier, and you’ll get some good RP out of it too!