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Plots!
In need of plots! Feel free to suggest plots as well. Open to discuss and brainstorm together. I’m still on semi-hiatus but during this time I would like work on my muse, creating relationships and so on.
GENERAL PLOTS/ RELATIONSHIPS
Rival adventurer or party out for the same goal for different reasons
An ancestral necklace was stolen from his family, and he asked you to help him retrieve it. And so you guys on a journey filled with danger and mystery. Butting heads, getting to know each more and show sides that haven’t been seen before throughout this journey.
“There was a legend about the well in the garden...’’
Going back in time to stop an event from happening. Person A and Person B must avoid their past selves. Having them run into their ancestors.
“He looked around to see if anything had been taken..”
Enemies: for whatever reason maybe his family saw you as a threat?
AU’S
muse a is a guardian angel that has been masquerading as a human for centuries. muse a’s mission is to infiltrate themselves into their assignment’s lives and keep them safe until their time is up. there are 3 rules that each guardian angel must follow. don’t harm your assignment, don’t tell them your true identity, and never fall in love with them. muse a has never broken a single rule, until they meet muse b, their newest assignment. muse a ends up falling in love with muse b and struggles with the decision to tell muse b the truth, or keep their secret to themselves.
Hogwarts themed plot. Slytherin and Hufflepuff because who wouldn’t want that? Rivalry, best friends, etc
Stranger things themed
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Midnight Circus ~
Welcome to the Circus-tronic
Crazy Sunny Land
Welcome to the Circus-tronic
Crazy Sunny Land
One, never look back
Two, never listen to anyone else
Three, fall
Here comes the highlight of the show
Staring at the invitation that had been slipped under her door, the witch wondered just what it meant. Inside had been two tickets to the ‘MIDNIGHT CIRCUS’ and a map to the event. A glance up and down the hall showed no one else there and yet hadn’t she heard foot steps after the envelope had slid across the dorm floor?
A glance at the clock showed it had been roughly two hours since she had found the tickets and she still didn’t have a decision on whether to go or not. Despite looking on the school website, various portals and other medias she had found no information on this midnight circus which meant it could have been something dangerously shady, but it was also intriguing. If there was one thing about the witch that always posed a problem, it was her curiosity and need to discover new things, including this event.
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xiao post? xiao post
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A Different Book
The young man was at a loss as to why more people didn’t like the library. Sure it wasn’t exciting like a an arcade or the movies but it was quiet and had air conditioning (most of the time). Ilsung already had a few books already one on healing spices and herbs and another on sewing techniques. He wanted to find a 3rd book and browsed the isles to find something of interest. Ending up in the area about warfare and tactics he quickly scanned the spines. Though he had powers he was rather nonchalant about them. It’s not like he was trying to save the world or in a constant state of danger.
“New Age Battle Tactics” well that sounded something more recent than most of the other titles. Ilsung picked it up, if he didn’t like it he could always return it. Making his way to the check it out there was no one there. Figures. . . he rang the bell twice waiting for a librarian to show up.
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Definitely need more threads so like this post and I’ll tag you in a starter from a random IA location.
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Plotting
Stuck : During a stormy night, muse A comes in for a quick drink soon after the hurricane alarm rings around the city. What at first was a drink before heading home becomes a night stuck inside a bar during a hurricane storm. Only to make it worse when the electricity goes off and they are stuck in the dark.
Mystery Package : Jinki keeps receiving mysterious packages at his doorstep, day after day it appears with someone else’s name but with his address on it. After a week the curiosity gets the best of him so he peaks inside one of the boxes only to find it’s full of sexy lingerie. Days later after Muse A realizing their mistake of putting in the wrong address they show up at Jinki’s home. Now Jinki is all flustered because he knows whos going to be wearing the sexy lingerie and he wants to see them in it.
Old Friends : Jinki is an old soul,both figuratively and literally, muse a comes in to check the new bar in town and recognize an old friend (pre-established relationship)
Stranger Sext : “you accidentally sent me a nude, thinking i was someone else, but i’m an asshole and i kept sexting you whilst i jerked off.”
More TW plots on here
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Trust Your Senses // Open Event Starter
Perhaps it wasn’t the greatest idea to venture into the notoriously dangerous, rocky, possibly creature-filled caves in a foreign country.. alone. Not to mention Jinwoo was not the most attentive and never had been one to create a back-up plan. Oh, and also he’s completely blind. He was just so incredibly excited to be outside, enjoying the fresh air of nature. It had only been a few months since the half-siren started classes at Insolitus but the announcement of a trip had him out of his seat faster than you could say Dionyssos-Rapendoza. Among all the sites to experience, Jinwoo was most excited to hear what mystical sounds these caves might create. What kind of colors came from places outside of the rural living he was so used to?
Jinwoo began walking, albeit somewhat slowly, along the rocky path towards the dark cave-site just beyond camp. He had left his white cane, instead donning two broken branches as walking sticks for leverage. He had had full, little-thought-given, intentions to make this short journey by himself. It hadn’t occurred to him he might be much safer with at least a pair of eyes along side him. Ah, well, if he fell, he fell.
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Plots & Para
Hello lovely dolls, I updated my plots page if you would like to take a look.
I’m also open to plotting!
Plots!
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Flowstone or Fluorite // Open Event Starter
We dig up diamonds by the score
A thousand rubies, sometimes more
But we don't know what we dig 'em for
We dig dig dig a-dig dig
It was involuntary. Unavoidable. He just couldn’t help himself. The clinking of each strike of the hammer and pick stoked the fire that lived, burning, in his stomach’s furnace. When the chisel hit just right and revealed a new section of earth, there was a minuscule mental moment of bated breath, hoping a glimmer of color would shine through the dark underground terrain. Thickly gloved hands would rub at palm sized bumpy mounds of earth, working to possibly reveal a crude mineral that would later be shaped and shined by those same gloved hands.
Of course, he had to keep an eye and careful ear out for his surroundings. Inguk had ventured decently far, though not too deeply, into the Davelis caves. These were likely already well excavated (or perhaps eroded by the weather, he hadn’t decided yet whether they were man made), but the mining experience was far too enjoyable for this hard working steambot. It was likely quite illegal that he was doing this without a permit or rights to the land. So, the tools stayed securely in his belt and he was ready to continue his whistle and twiddle his thumbs the second it looked as though he were caught. No need to be arrested in a foreign country… again.
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.plots.
if anyone wants to plot, you can call me!! Any other type of plots, you can message me, so we can discuss.
Not so sober – (it can get sexual if the person want it)
Baek was going to a club, he was up to get some fun by himself. He just didn’t expected to see that many people in a closed space, in the end he ended up sitting in the bar, and this nice person showed up to bright his night, getting a good talk and some drinks.
Games n’ Chill –
There was this new game that come out. He wanted so bad to play it, so he went to a computer room, but the other person in his team was getting him angry. After some swearing and angry screams, he realise the person on his team, was by his side.
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Stranded in this spooky town Stoplight is swaying and the phone lines are down. Floor is crackling cold She took my heart, I think she took my soul. With the moon I run Far from the carnage of the fiery sun.
The song played softly through her headphones as the witch trotted along in the shadows. She had often heard about the "bad side of town" but it wasn't until tonight that she realized exactly where she was stumbling.
As a witch it wasn't unusual to meet her clients in places to exchange payment for potions, spells and other less appropriate things. The same could be said about ingredients she bought that weren't always so...on the nose. Privacy was very important in her work and usually it went fine.
But tonight...
Tonight felt off.
The protection spell she had cast upon herself still crackled with a burning energy keeping some of her worry down and yet the anxiety was still there beneath the surface casting a less than pleasant taste in her mouth.
Up ahead she could see the place they were to meet. The client had said it was a bar, a red door with an iron handle - to keep out undesirables, two large men stood smoking in front of the door seemingly normal, but she wasnt a fool, they were demons and she didnt like how they felt.
A glance at her watch, still twenty minutes before they would meet.
Clutching her bag she was about to move forward when a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder pulling her back. Before she could brandish the knife on her hip she heard a familiar voice hiss.
"What are you doing here?"
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—Me So Bad 💎 w/??
It hasn’t been long since her last trip to London, but it has been long since she had a break to go out. All these classes are seriously exhausted and lowkey she often wonders if she can avoid taking them and just move into one of the villages, then again she is almost sure she’ll turn into the lonely hot cat lady. That’s why she decided to go out, even on a Wednesday. Fay needed some air and to shake her small bum.
However, being the middle of the week, the club is not as packed as it would usually be on the weekend—reason why she was glancing over to the dancefloor from the bar while sipping from her martini. Despite how much she loves to be the center of attention, all these people seemed boring. They were barely bouncing on their heels and she felt zero motivation to go put up a show. There was no thrill, no competition, no other girl to steal the spotlight from. A heavy sigh left her lips and she was almost about to leave when someone sat beside her and caught her attention; maybe they’d kill this boredom for her. Smirking softly, she nipped on the small straw on her drink as she glanced up at the other. Though she would normally be tsundere enough to not approach first, that’s how desperate for attention she was that a gentle “Hey” escaped her lips.
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Casino Run In// OPEN
God, how long had it been since he’d stepped into this subpar casino. Last time he was here he had given away himself, he certainly wasn’t planning on making that mistake now. He was simply casing it out, checking to see where that Kitsune would be, if he was here at all. If he wanted to start fucking with the man he needed intel, his least favourite thing. Marrok was more a man of action.
With a dark hoodie on and sunglasses, yes he was aware he looked stupid but it was best not to be visibly recognisable through the cameras, he moved to one of the slot machines. This was the least action packed area of the casino, nothing overly strange went on here and security hardly moved through.
He threw in some coins and went to work whilst his attention drifted around the halls. He peeked between machines, looking and scouting the security presence as well as if he could see that brat walking around the floor. He had to remain unseen after all. That is, until he felt someone saddle up beside him. He honestly looked to them as if to say, what the fuck? There were numerous machines down this line and they had chosen to sit right next to him.
“Really?”
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Open plots!
Open plots. Some are fluff, some are adventure, some are kind of heavy. If something strikes your fancy shoot me a message here or on the ooc discord. If nothing strikes your fancy but you want to plot that's cool too!
[Some plots may not work for specific characters but we can see c: ]
Curiosity really can [and almost did] kill the cat [OPEN]
She always makes comments about how her curiosity is going to be the end of her and one day it seems like it will. While wandering in the city Jieun stumbles upon an unlawful act between what she assumes are a pair of humans and instead they turn out to be supernatural beings [can be discussed more]. In the process of seeing them, getting caught and trying to escape she winds getting injured [shot, stabbed in the wing, something bad enough to need help]. Either she stumbles upon you, or you upon her but either way its evident she’s going to need help getting back to the school and a scolding on when and when not to stick around to see some action.
-Open to those not afraid of getting into a fight and a bit strong
Potions, Dreams, and all that's in between [OPEN]
With her sleep often on the fritz Jieun finds herself barely making it through her classes and day to day life. Knowing normal sleep medicine won’t work on her she decides to see about getting a [very] strong sleeping potion made. Along with that potion she inquires if such a potion exist that can rid one of nightmares and other problems. It never hurts to ask right?
- Open to those with potion knowledge,
Whatever it takes -[OPEN]
More than a year ago Jieun allowed holy retribution to come upon two thugs who tried to jump her. In the turmoil a locket of hers was lost and despite searching everywhere she never figured out where that locket went until now. Watching the news she see’s a shot of an evidence room in the city's largest police department and what’s sitting in one of the evidence bags calling her name? The very locket she never thought she would see again. That locket is one of her most treasured and important items and she will do anything to get it back. In comes your character. She knows you can help her get back such an important trinket but will you help her willingly or for a price?
—-> Open to Teachers and students with strong magical powers. More plotting needed.
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Time after Time - [OPEN]
While cleaning her room Jieun stumbles across a box that she hasn’t opened in years. After dragging it out she prepares to settle at the table to go through it when she hears a knock at the door and remembers she invited you over to study. Inviting you in she directs you to the table while she goes to prepare some snacks and when she comes out she sees you looking through the box and the pictures of her. That would be normal if the pictures weren’t dated between 30 and 60 years back.
—-> Open to Someone she’s acquainted with who is unaware of just how old she really is. Or someone who knows but it doesn’t click until they see the photos.
—->Mindless fluff with past life head canons
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The Jetset life is gonna kill you - My Chemical Romance [OPEN]
Gaze into her killing jar, I’d sometimes stare for hours (sometimes stare for hours). She even poked the holes so I can breathe. She bought the last line. I’m just the worst kind. Of guy to argue. With what you might find. And for the last night I lie. Could I lie with you?
When it comes to getting in trouble Jieun’s mouth often cashes checks that are near impossible to pay. This time she finds herself with a hit upon her head having offended a very powerful being and she’s dragged your character into the mix. Getting to the safety of the academy proves to be a problematic danger and if the two of you make it she’ll definitely owe you one.
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Amor Fati - Epik High - [OPEN]
"God doesn’t love me. I’ve got some anger to burn. Forget a confession. Just pass me the ashtray. Inhale, exhale. Curses precede the smoke."
The more years she spends cast out from Heaven the more bitter Jieun has found herself becoming when it comes to things heavenly and pure. All the angels she knows are ones who didn’t deserve to be cast aside and yet they have been. You come upon her one night in a trashed cathedral with a bottle in one hand and a pack of cigarettes in the other standing before the one thing she didn’t destroy, the alter. Is your goal to diffuse the situation and try to calm the anger burning beneath her skin? Or will you help her let it burn?
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Lacrimosa - [OPEN]
"Mournfully be that day, On which from ashes shall arise. The guilty man to be judged; O God, have mercy on him. Gentle Lord Jesus, Grant them eternal rest. Amen. "
Usually Jieun is good about covering the scars upon her back from where her wings were first torn off because she knows what they’re truly capable of. One day her guard is let down and you happen upon her with a curious need to touch them, feel them, but when your hand directly touches the raised skin neither of you could be prepared for what will happen. To touch her scar is to be yanked within the turmoil of her mind without knowing where you may land. Transported to her memories you find yourself in the land of Sodom and Gommorah as its about to be destroyed by a band of righteous angels of which Jieun is apart. Of course plans change as she realizes you’re there and now she has to not only keep you safe, but somehow find a way to stir you from this memory without getting you killed.
—-> Open to any race, Student, staff etc who is stupidly curious. Leading to either an exasperated friendship or a hate for you invading her privacy.
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Scape with transparent wings - Klaha [OPEN]
"An appirition is bound with visible chains. A phantom is born in the midst of being lost. Now I’ll give you wings that can’t be seen. So notice that I’m holding out my hand. Just with the wings"
In old lore to be given an angel feather is quite a powerful thing and such a rarity that if you happen to be given one you are truly blessed. Jieun could count on one hand the feathers she’s given out through the years either as payments in desperate times or as a symbol of trust. What will happen when she’s summoned through one of hers that wound up in the hands of someone whom she didn't give it to in the first place?
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it's hunger, baby ― open
tw: mind games, mind reading
He was starving. Not in the literal sense of the word, though. His hunger was something different, being produced by his core, deep in his instincts— those he couldn't fight back when surfaced. Months had passed since Kayl had fed himself in that way; his interests laying in other matters, the victims of his powers not being enough for him to call those little games some kind of meal that'd actually satiate him completely, at least for the next two, three months. The best target? Certainly humans or even creatures that could be considered having a good, pure heart, but still, they should be filled with fear inside their chests and mind, fear that to the demon were utterly delicious, worth a feast. But even so, tonight he couldn’t dare choose; anything would taste incredibly good.
It was in this situation the male found himself right now, discreet and silent steps as if he were a snake slinking through stout trees concealing his frame almost perfectly, alert eyes as he visualized his forthcoming prey, waiting for the best moment to attack. While this all sounded a bit extreme, the action itself was completely smooth; the demon walked out of the darker spot, revealing himself and finally having his eyes connected with the other― voila. Now it's just a matter of getting inside their mind and feeding on the chaos that he himself would create inside.
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Hop To It! - Open Starter
Life... just... sucks sometimes, doesn’t it?
Incompetence and stupidity were the two words circling the word pool in Jinwoo’s brain. It didn’t help that the ‘stu’ combination of letters was dastardly. S was a righteous man and T had an attitude. Combine that with the ever selfish U and things became explosive. Anger was rearing it’s spiky blue head from the corner of his inner-sight and it was worrying. He didn’t want to get mad, but with all the crap that had happened today, it was likely to happen. Lost (later retrieved) phone, falling down a flight of stairs, spaghetti spilled, accidentally breaking the umbrella shading a shadowperson. He came to question not only his own competence but also his level of luck.
Perhaps the world did indeed smile upon the half-siren. The next morning his white cane ran into a package at the dorm doorway. He pulled the box back in and opened it with haste. Inside was what felt like a round bottle with some liquid sloshing around. There was a small card attached to it and in braille it read “Mr. Jung Jinwoo. This will bring luck to you today.’ He kept the bottle with him for his first class but it only took one failed test to lead Jinwoo to duck into the bathroom and chug the entire thing. His head began spinning, and he stumbled out of the bathroom, barely landing on a common room couch. Jinwoo felt an odd sensation, and then he felt smothered, like he was covered in heavy blankets.
A tiny black bunny jumped out from the pile of Jinwoo’s clothes on the couch. The blind animal reached its paws up to feel around, coming into contact with tall, furry ears. His ears. He was breathing hard, and felt power in his legs. His nose twitched and he let out squeaking noises in fear.
What on earth just happened.
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