#thelegacieshqs.starter

[defectivekai]

♊ — “May I have the next dance?”

[blondiebekah-blog1]

💋 — “When I was told the dead walked the earth, I was expecting something more cinematic,” the blonde posed, humor lacking in her tone. “Come to my surprise, Mystic Falls looks the same as always. What wasted potential.” 

[theselegacies-blog]

“At least there’s booze...”

[hereticnora]

❝ Hey you there! ❞ Nora approached the first person she saw ❝ Can you tell me what year this is? This is not the Mystic Falls I remember and that was in... ❞ She paused. How long had she been dead? She was confused and that was not normal for her, and where was Mary Louise and the others? Why was she here alone? ❝ I have no idea when that was ❞ She raised a brow.

[fallenxmartyr]

“I know i’m a little late...feel free to kick my butt over it.” 

[thelegaciesbuilt-blog]

Sitting in the game room sipping on a coke (with blood mixed in) doing an arts and craft project with kindergarteners wasn’t what she had in mind when she signed up to do something to help out around the holidays but they were happily making cards for family members but a few have stuck to sticking little red nose stickers on themselves instead of on paper. Hope sees another and she couldn’t help but smile. ❝You want to make a holiday card? We have plenty of supplies left..❞ She is offering out the signup sheet to the other just in case they say yes to making a card or ten. The sheet was just a way to judge if this activity was popular so they know if they should do it next year with everyone.  ❝Come on, I will even do it with you!❞ Even if it meant doing little trees on cards that she has no one to send it to so any cards she made this holiday season would end up going to a nursing home or something.

[cxrclinefcrbes]

It’s been a long trip, far longer than any she’d taken before, but for a moment for one single moment she’d thought she was onto something. There was supposed to be a coven with a gemini grimoire one that she hoped would have some clues into the finer details of The Merge. Maybe something she could give to Bonnie in the hopes of undoing or creating some kind of protection spell. Anything, anything at all. Instead it was just a regular old grimoire, a lie spun by the witch she’d been talking to. They were already so old, just enough for all she knew to be consumed by the other. Her back had been turned away from the door to her office hands set on her desk as she stared out the window jaw clenching. She couldn’t afford to keep leaving them, to spend more and more time trading in her time with them. The disappoint was just so strong, dragging in a ragged breath she resisted the urge to push something off her desk just to get the catharsis, to have something she could fix or clean. Grabbing for a random planner the blonde ripped it in half tears beading in her eyes before she heard the door opening. Setting it back down she wiped at her eyes quickly before painting on a smile not yet turning around. “I’m still settling back in at the moment if you can wait. If you need immediate help though, Alaric’s office should be open.”

[ofisadora]

❝ This society evolved far more than I’d expected. People are walking around with an odd device in their hands ❞ Isadora frowned. She loved everything the mankind had developed, but at the same time was it a tad sad. The mankind no longer seemed to have a conversation with each other the way they used to have when she was alive. Then people walked over to each other and knocked on the door, asking if their friend could come out and play. Now? They only seemed to speak through this device ❝ What is it? I can’t take my eyes away from them. It has gone so far that someone thought I was staring at them and presumably thought I would steal it. It looks somewhat similar to a telephone, but it can’t be, right? Telephones has a chord connected to them ❞ She had been alive for a few weeks now, but she still had much things to learn.

[hybridorion]

🐾 — “I don’t know much on the subject but, uh, the genius who spiked the punch... they should never become a bartender. Never.” The hybrid sniffed skeptically at the little paper cup he held in his hand. Alcohol was rarely his thing -- he could enjoy a bottle of champagne here and there -- but this was a hangover waiting to happen, and probably tasted like battery acid. 

[thelegacieshqs]

                                                   OPENING DAY.

It is with great pleasure that we announce the opening of thelegacieshqs! There are just a few things that you will need to do before you can start rping with everyone, members!

Write your intros for each character and tag each one with thelegacieshqs.intro

Write your questionnaire information and tag it with thelegacieshqs.firstpost (there was a change to this questionnaire to add in your pronouns as the player as well so if you have already posted your questionnaire please update! This is just so everyone knows your pronouns.)

Follow every blog here

Make sure that all tags are tracked that you need to be tracked (Please recheck this as there was a last minute change)

Check the locations page for the boarding house

Check the locations page for around Mystic Falls

Post your first starter in thelegacieshqs.starter

Start plotting if you want! Any major plots must be approved by the admins. (Pregnancy, species changes, surgeries, etc

Send in your name, age, pronouns, timezone, and characters you play to the main so that you can be added to the ooc list as there was a change to the questionnaire last minute, this is just to help the admins add you to the ooc list. You can send in this information to the IMs or even the ask box.

Vote on these polls in the vote here tag on the main if you haven’t already

Like this post, so we know that you have seen it!

Things to remember:

Meme days are going to be on Saturdays meaning and the memes you can send to others are going to be reblogged to the meme tag on the main (Which hasn’t been created just yet) You can send memes in though any day of the week but only the memes that were reblogged on that Saturday and none before. 

We do have one event written up and a few tasks but we will not be dropping an event until we are at least maybe a week into this group or so. (Maybe it will be a little longer but the first event will be around December time)

Tasks are not mandatory (Unless it says otherwise on the post as there will be some that require you to team up with others, etc). We do encourage you to do the tasks as they promote creativity and they are fun to do

Please pay attention to the pronouns of players and their characters! We want everyone to feel comfortable here!

This group is for diversity meaning if you have a character of a different race, gender, age, disability, religion or sexuality it is welcomed here will open arms. We do not tolerate bashing or hate because of the said things above. Everyone is different and that is okay meaning characters can be different as well. 

Always include others, promote diversity and do not send in hate to anyone.

The year is 2032 as 2027 was when Hayley and Klaus died. Hope was born in 2012 and she is 20 now. 

Non Members that want to become members:

Application for canon/original characters that have no tie to a wanted connection: ❪ALIAS, AGE❫  ⵧ 🙶Is that FACE CLAIM? No, it's CHARACTER NAME，AGE，SPECIES. They came to the Salvatore Boarding House because of REASON HERE. They are GENDER and go by PRONOUNS.🙷

Application for taking on a wanted connection:  ❪ALIAS, AGE❫  ⵧ 🙶Is that FACE CLAIM? No, it's CHARACTER NAME，AGE，SPECIES. They came to the Salvatore Boarding House because of REASON HERE. They are GENDER and go by PRONOUNS.🙷 ❪PUT IF THIS IS A WANTED CONNECTION AND WHAT CONNECTION IT WAS YOU ARE TAKING❫

Read the rules 

Check the wanted connections page. 

See what characters are taken

Send in your application. 

The gifs above were made by Admin Jennifer, do not take them or repost them.

[defectivekai]

♊ — “Long stories aren’t my thing anymore.” He’s looking the other in the eye, feigning sympathy. They may have asked his story, or just simply given him any kind of look -- he had low standards when it came to conversations.  “When I try, I usually end up shot. Or drugged. Or with my neck snapped. It rarely ends well for me, and no one really listens. What’s the point?” It was all bullshit, obviously. Kai was in a committed relationship with his monologues, despite all the blasphemy. It was just his way.

[theselegacies-blog]

“This is supposed to be a Christmas Party, right?” Landon asked to no one in particular as he looked around the room at the smartly dressed attendants. 

[fallenxmartyr]

“I’m finding that being drunk and here...makes everything that little bit more easier to deal with.” God knows he just needed a drink too or five..somehow he couldn’t quite remember how many it had been but he wasn’t gonna complain or be all brooding and that is what counted. “You want one too?”

[thelegaciesbuilt-blog]

The tracked tags in case anyone wants to use this as a guide to go check everything is tracked. Not all of these need to be a tag on your blog though so we are good.

thelegacieshqs.starter

thelegacieshqs.unfollow

thelegacieshqs.follow

thelegacieshqs.task

thelegacieshqs.event

thelegacieshqs.askmeme

thelegacieshqs.admin

thelegacieshqs.intro

thelegacieshqs.ooc

thelegacieshqs.firstpost

thelegacieshqs.headcanon

[resurrected-mikaelson]

He felt a shiver as he watched over his brother for a moment before everything went black. The next thing g Henrik knew was a feeling that he would find difficult to describe. He was both warm, and cold. It took a few moments for the Male to realise that the cold he felt was in fact the wet rain that fell onto him. 

Looking around, the Male frowned a little. He had never felt the weather before. Sure he felt warmth when he seen his family having their little uplifting moments but never from the heat. Suddenly feeling a burn in his chest he looked down to notice the wound on his chest. He knew that wound. It may have been over a thousand years but he had spent hours processing his death while watching it. 

It was only after the initial burning subsided that he realised he was naked. And his heart was beating. He could hear it. As if he was hearing it for the first time again - his brain not ignoring the sound like normal. "Dritt"  His body covered in blood and dirt as if ripped from time at the moment of his death

[defectivekai]

♊ — “I’VE GOT A NEW FRIEND --” the heretic wailed in his joy; hands cupped to contain said partner closely (and affectionately) to his chest. “-- and he probably bites!”