#indpendent rp
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Aiden & Open
Connection: Somebody from his past that he doesn’t recognise
Aiden was always happy to do Conner a favour, and closing up the record store was one he had done countless times before and didn’t mind doing one bit. He swung by after band practice to get the keys and hang around for the last hour and a half. It seemed to go by pretty slowly, even talking to customers only seemed to make a few minutes pass. He had been in the back when he heard the front door opening, there was still fifteen minutes to go so he just walked out to tell them, when they just began to stare at him. “Um hello, are you alright, you look like you’ve seen a ghost or something.”
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Ben & Open
"Listen, I know that we had fun the other night, but I thought you wanted just that. One night together and nothing more. What changed your mind?"
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❥ Netflix Wednesday’s
“ I find social media to be a soul sucking void of meaningless affirmation.”
“ You’re a brilliant girl, but sometimes you get in your own way.“
“”Never meet your heroes.”“
“Except I won’t cry and whine like a child.”
“I’ve learned so much from you. Part of it is admittedly criminal behavior.“
“ Are you mansplaining my power? “
“Too odd for the normies, not odd enough for the outcasts.“
“The most interesting plants grow in the shade.“
“ Look at you my little deathtrap. “
“I like to win. Is that so wrong?“
““The only person who gets to torture my brother is me.”
“ Emotion isn’t exactly your strong suit “
“Emotion equals weakness.“
“These are all traits of great writers. And serial killers.”
“Being your friend should come with a warning label.”
“I don’t believe in heaven or hell, but I do believe in revenge.“
“Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it.“
“Because trust and cooperation have always been the hallmarks of our relationship.“
“There’s nothing quite like the feeling of being proven right. “
“I can’t believe I’m actually going to miss your creepy, lifeless eyes waking me up every morning.”
“Anytime I grow nauseous at the sight of a rainbow or hear a pop song that makes my ears bleed, I’ll think of you. “
“ Not hugging is kind of our thing “
“if you hear me screaming bloody murder theres a good chance i'm just enjoying myself.”
“Smells like childhood.“
“Typically I have great admiration for well-executed revenge plots, but yours was a bit extreme, even for my high standards. “
“Please. Flattery will get you nowhere.“
“ Terrible. Everyone would know I failed to get the job done. ”
“This is far too unique to wear to something like class. I suggest we wait for a more special occasion, like a funeral.”
“I’m not interested in participating in tribal adolescent clichés.”
“…I see the world as a place that must be endured, and my personal philosophy is kill or be killed.”
“I act as if I don’t care if people dislike me. Deep down… I secretly enjoy it.”
“For the record I don’t believe that I’m better than everyone else. Just that I’m better than you.”
“Use the words ‘little’ and ‘girl’ to address me again and I can’t guarantee your safety.”
“If he breaks your heart, I’ll nail gun his.”
“What kind of dystopian hellscape is this?”
“Every day is all about me. This one just comes with cake and a bad song.“
“It’s not my fault I can’t interpret your emotional Morse code.”
“Genuine and sweet? How could you do this to me?!”
““My appetite eludes me. The same way the truth eludes you.”
“I don’t bury hatchets. I sharpen them.“
“I haven’t always been against birthdays. Each one reminds me I’m a year closer to death’s cold embrace.”
“I enjoy funerals. I’ve been crashing them since I was old enough to read the obituary section. “
““If you are discovered, I will disown you and collect the reward tied to your capture.”
“Because for some reason I cannot fathom or indulge, you seem to like me.”
“I will ignore you, stomp on your heart, and always put my needs and interests first.”
“Of course the first person I kiss would turn out to be a psychotic, serial-killing monster. I guess I have a type.”
“Just some light torture. Don’t worry, I won’t leave a mark.”
“You can’t wake the dead. Believe me, I’ve tried.”
““Will today’s stalker become tomorrow’s nemesis?”
“ I’m not friend material, let alone more-than-friend material. “
“People like me and you, we’re different.”
“The truth is, there are monsters everywhere. And sometimes the monsters we least suspect are the most dangerous.”
“one coincidence is just a coincidence, two are a clue, and three are proof.”
“It’s either they write our story or we do. You can’t have it both ways.”
“Ask again, and you’ll be down to eight lives.“
“Sartre said, “Hell is other people.” He was my first crush.”
“Emotions are a gateway trait. They lead to feelings, which trigger tears. I don’t do tears.“
“Tears don’t fix anything. So I vowed to never do it again.“
“ Do you make a habit of scaring the hell out of people? “
“You guys are making me nauseous. Not in a good way.“
“I’ve always hated the expression, “write what you know.” It’s a hall pass for the imagination-impaired.“
"Believe Nothing You Hear and Half of What You See."
“Whoever Invented High Heels Clearly Had a Side Hustle as a Torturer."
"You Are the Reason I Understand How Imperative It Is That I Never Lose Sight of Myself."
“Honestly, I wish I cared a little more.”
“Somewhere no one can hear your screams.”
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i've been a fool to allow dreams to become great expectations. // an all female historical fiction multimuse. as written by fleur.
#indie historical rp#indpendent rp#indie oc rp#wss rp#indie victorian rp#musical rp#broadway rp#indie rp#self promotion.
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#indie rp#indie fandomless rp#indie oc rp#indie oc#{ self promo }#{ promotions }#indpendent rp#independent oc#open rp
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" You really think that you would have loved me if you knew the real me? I'm not like you. I'm not like the woman that you obviously attract. I can't be rough and tough like the women you desire. So I lied and myself into a woman that I thought you'd want me to be ... "
Open: M/F/NB 30+
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Open to: Anyone
Muse: Adelaide La'Rue-Conner
Au: Gods Au
Plot: Y/M is in need of something. Whether that be information, an object, or a person. After a lot of research, you find yourself entering what looks like a nursery/flower shop in search of the owner. A former goddess who can get you anything you want for a price.
Beta Editor (Continuation available for legacy editor)
Addie was standing in front in front of an Azalea bush making the flowers change color when the shopkeeper led her 10 o'clock back to her. The sorceress took a moment to point them to a table set with a late morning tea before going back to the bush. Once she had finally settled on orange she made a note in a nearby book before coming to join them.
"Thank you for being so patient. Not enough minutes in the day or whatever that old adage was." She commented as she began to pour herself a cup of tea. Over the years the woman had changed the way she went about making and fulfilling deals. Some religious texts mistook her for a demon in want of souls to feed on. Addie was not the death god and had no need for souls. Why would she trade for a thing she could create? Instead, she painted herself as a humble florist who had the means to help if people were willing to give her what she asked for. Anywhere from buttons, to babbles, memories, and secrets. The person sitting before her today was a different story altogether. People found out about her because she allowed it. A third party person suggested them to her when they were desperate for help. But they were not her usual clientele.
"Putting that aside I find myself feeling rather curious. Why have you come? And what exactly couldn't your resources give you that you had to come to me?"
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“ he wouldn’t be a single parent if he hadn’t killed his wife ”
#indpendent rp#independent roleplay#Law and Order SVU rp#law and order rp#law and order svu roleplay#alexandra cabot roleplay#svu roleplay#law roleplay#( promotion. )#( tell a friend to tell a friend -- she's baaaaack )
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a study in: sisterhood; being the older sibling; growing up; familial bonds; transitioning from girlhood to womanhood; sacrifice; nihilism; the macabre; death; blood pacts; eating the neighborhood dogs; lycanthropy
Dark themes and NSFW content will be present. Minors DNI
Semi-selective, independent, and somewhat divergent portrayal of Ginger Fitzgerald from the 2000 film Ginger Snaps. Transformed by Lila
*This blog does not have access to Legacy, Beta editor only.
Slides / Headcanons / Memes / Open Starters
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open to: anyone,
based on: this
info: adrian is a firefighter with a tendecy to act impussively in order to save people.
sitting on the box, he thanked the doctor with a small smile and a soft nod and chuckled at the reminder that rushing into cars about to explode wasn’t part of the job. it wasn’t the first time adrian had required medical assistance after bringing a patient in, it was reckless and it was an unnecessary risk but he couldn't bear the idea of letting people die. shifting in his seat, he was about to reach for his uniform shirt when the curtain suddenly opened harshly to reveal a familiar face. “don’t start, i’m fine.” the breakup had been ugly. as much as he wanted, he couldn’t provide them with what they wanted. that didn’t mean his feelings for them had vanished. that didn’t matter, however, because they were about to get married to someone else.
#adrian santos*interactions.#indie rp#open starter*#indpendent rp#made with legacy but can be changed
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Conner & Open
Conner could hear the muffled music from the front door that he was standing at. He was a little bit late to the party, but he had a good reason. Ringing the doorbell, he stood and waited before the door swung open, giving the familiar face a smile. “Sorry, I’m late, traffic is a nightmare out there, I haven’t missed the cake have I?”
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Amelia & Open
It had been a long time since Amelia had lived with somebody and she seemed to be getting along well with her new roommate. She began to get protective over them, she couldn't help it, it was just her nature, so when she noticed the door open when she got back from work, she went in to overdrive. She called out for them and ran right up to their room,seeing the door was open. "Hey are you okay!" She called out,turning the light on to hopefully find her friend.
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“Maybe the witches you burned were the daughters of something more holy than you could ever handle. So you set them alight for being different, forgetting that even the son of your God was once condemned for being too pure, too beautiful, too different for this world. “
You see, fire never forgets.
Original Character. II Independent II Selective
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Veronica & Open
“Hey what are you doing tonight? I was going to see a movie and didn’t want to go by myself and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me. It’s alright if you don’t want to of course, no pressure.”
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looking for more urban fantasy rp partners on my multi-muse blog full of supernatural royalty at @esserisupremi. if anyone is interested, feel free to shoot me a message.
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Open: M/F/NB
“ We were together for three fucking years and then one day out of the blue you just break up with me over text , and now you think you deserve a second chance ? Over my dead fucking body would I ever think about getting back with you ! “
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