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⚔️Shout Out To The Muses That Are UNAPOLOGETIC About Being Assholes, Antagonistic Pricks, and  Generally Bad People™ ⚔️

Stories need conflict to thrive. The Roleplay Community benefits from having muns that play antagonistic characters. Characters that not all others muses will like and get along with. Muses who do fucked up shit and love it. It can be lonely playing a character that everyone wants to treat like a punching bag, or wants to walk over, or ignore.

Reblog if your blog APPRECIATES, SUPPORTS, and RESPECTS Villains and antagonistic muses!!

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   - - STARTER CALL - -

  | | With new followers I wanted to make a new one, keep up with things! Please Like, Reblog, or Reply to this post if you’d like a starter from my Roman Torchwick! They’ll be maybe one paragraph, if that’s ok!

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   | | OOC:: [[ I’ll be honest, seeing everyone trying new muses makes me kind of want to start a sideblog for a muse I’ve been wanting to do publically; Leonardo-- But agh that might distract me from this lad. But also; What if I DID anyways? ]]

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Assumptions! You seem like you would like caffeinated drinks!

- - - > SEND ME YOUR ASSUMPTIONS ABOUT ME

   | | “ Nope. I haven’t had those since I was younger and started smoking cigars, ” he confessed, shaking his head. “ They keep my mind clear during work, which caffeine.. doesn’t. ”

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Vanny reaches out, like she wants to touch his face before thinking better of it. "You don't have the same scars!" She runs her fingers down a spot on her chin, unblemished on her, but holding a scar on her brother's face. "He has one right here, but you don't."

   | | “ …Scar? ” That took him back, turning away enough to look at the girl while he reached up and momentarily tapped his chin. By the time he turned back, his perplexity only grew, leaning down towards her to give her a small point with his cane handle. “ Where’d my doppelganger get a scar? I would have expected he would cover something like that up. ”

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   - - STARTER CALL - -

  | | With new followers I wanted to make a new one, keep up with things! Please Like, Reblog, or Reply to this post if you’d like a starter from my Roman Torchwick! They’ll be maybe one paragraph, if that’s ok!

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Send Me Your Assumptions About Me And I’ll Respond With “Correct,” “Nope” or “Kinda”

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   | | OOC:: [[ Oh jeez- What did I miss? I hope everything’s alright, ]]

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Raven watched his hands spread out to the sides, motioning at nothing that she could see. “Indeed it is.” She murmured in agreement with a brief nod. “And that’s yet another thing we have in common then, it seems.” The similarities between them were glaring. If she had to guess, she assumed he’d grown up orphaned form a young age, which she could also relate to on some level. He didn’t seem like he was from Mistral, which meant he had to be from one of the other places. “You’re not from around here, are you?” She took a drink from the water in her glass.

   | | His eyebrows raised as his hands sat back down on the table to a more relaxed position in front of him. “ You’re really observant, ” remarked the ginger with a lean forward, a teasing but lighthearted tint of sarcasm in his voice before he rested back again and nodded, affirming her assumption. She was from Mistral, so it made sense she could tell. Roman made his own guess that she was either a huntsman.. or a barbarian of some kind. “ No no, you’re right, I’m not from anywhere around Anima. I’m from Vale, but business calls for travel if I want to keep ahead. ” After a pause, he tipped his own glass towards her. “ What’s your work, then? ”

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 - - - > @aurahealed​ continued from here;

   | | Roman paused from being genuinely surprised at the sudden cling to his torso. With a rather concerned expression, he leaned down and wrapped an arm around his friend in return while his other hand reached up to put his hat back on his head before joining it. “ I’m not upset. You caught me off guard! How could I be mad? ” he acknowledged. “ It’s alright, I know I’ve been busy because of our business deal. We’ll find time to sit and enjoy ourselves with some food and drinks and maybe new clothes like we used to. ”

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Reblog this and put your birthday in the tags so your followers know

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“That is exactly why.” Raven said, still floored that he understood exactly why she operated the way she did so well, even though she kept it off her face. She had years of practice hiding her emotions so no one knew how she felt about any given situation unless she explicitly wanted them to know. At his question, she scoffed out a laugh. “You would be correct in assuming that. I take it you know, on some level at least, what that’s like.”

   | | “ Of course I do! ” he rhapsodized, spreading his hands out as if he were motioning to something nobody could see. “ That’s the way of the underground and the best way to stand through the real world, isn’t it? ” There wasn’t any reason for him to be afraid to say that, though the way she was dressed seemed somewhat barbaric in comparison to normal attire. As if she was ready to fight at any moment. “ And well, I don’t say things unless I believe what I’m talking about. ”

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Her brow rose. This man was the first person she’d met who agreed with her-at least, who hadn’t grown up in the tribe like she had. “I don’t think you have either. I prefer to keep a…low profile.” Raven said as she looked him over.  “Raven Branwen.” She sat back, too, loosely clasping her hands together as she looked curious at him.

   | | Branwen was a name he thought he somewhat knew, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. “ Keeping a low profile is the best way to make sure nobody knows what to expect from you. I can understand that lifestyle. ” His posture adjusted to to let him shrug an arm to the side. Comfortable but careful, his smile stuck. “ I’m assuming that’s something you thought of when you chose that, hm? ”

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   | | “ Aha. Mind your business before you regret saying anything, kiddo. ”