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[formerprinceofegypt]

What’s happening, everyone?

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[igotswag77]

Witness the Will of the Social Media Roleplayers (RPers): Moses Ingram as Inquisitor Reva in Obi-Wan Kenobi on Disney+

Star Wars does not support roleplayers (RPers) on social media. Those who roleplay for Star Wars are left to fend for themselves. Forget the fact that most social media RPers are cosplayers that Disney Lucasfilm Star Wars enjoys at their conventions. It has been explained to them. They know precisely what RPers are. And what they see is a lot of fandom infighting that leads to toxicity. The…

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[ittybittywordsmith]

couple of modern day moses’ searching for the promised land

CHAPTER ONE

Ms. Mariana Navarro James 1632 Mulligan Street New York, NY WZ10023

Ms. Navarro James,

On behalf of the Magical Congress of the United States of America, the Department of Magical Security has reviewed your application and is pleased to invite you to join us at the Auror Academy this coming fall. We are thrilled for you to join the ranks of the nation’s bravest and brightest. We look forward to your attendance on September 1st.

Mariana Navarro James has always known that she wanted to be an auror. She had declared it with utmost confidence to every vocational counselor, friend, and nosy old biddy who had inquired about her future since she was five. And of course, how could she not? What else could a kid ever dream of being when they had the Director of Magical Security as their dad and grew up snuggled against his chest, listening to him recount his adventures of the week?

(It was only in the last year or two that it had occurred to Mari that perhaps her father had tidied the stories he told her, sanitizing reality until it was an appropriate bedtime tale for a little girl. She had taken some advanced History of Magic courses in her last few years at school and had eventually come to the realization that some of the more terrible events in their recent history didn’t match what she thought she knew. Sometimes the bad guys won. Sometimes the good guys never made it home again. Sometimes the mundane becomes a nightmare. That thought had shaken her a little, but then again, she supposed they weren’t known as the nation’s bravest for nothing, were they?)

In the end, it wasn’t just the stories or the long shadow of Scott James that had drawn her to this field. Mari was eighteen, fresh out of Ilvermorny, and certain she knew what she wanted from her life. She wanted excitement, she wanted adventure, she wanted meaning. She wanted to know that the things she did made a difference. And the letter Mari had just opened in the foyer with trembling hands – it was everything she knew she wanted. The first step of the rest of her life.

So, quite rationally, her first reaction was to stuff the letter in her sweater pocket and dart out the front door before anyone had even seen that she had come home.

Mari rushed down the sidewalk she had jogged up only a few minutes before, trying hard to not look too much like she was fleeing the scene of a crime. She had no idea where she was going – only that she needed distance, room to breathe before she suffocated to death. She turned random corner after random corner with no specific location in mind, and eventually her panicked heartbeat began to calm. She drew in deep, needy breaths and slowed down, but she continued to let her feet take her where they would. What was she doing? Why was she being like this? It wasn’t like she hadn’t expected the acceptance letter, of course she had. Her dad would have told her if anything had gone wrong with her application process–

A car honked aggressively, followed by an impressive amount of swearing, and Mari jumped, jostled out of her thoughts. She blinked and looked around, taking in her surroundings for the first time since she’d run out of the townhouse. Oh. She’d somehow made it into the city proper. She must have been walking longer – or perhaps just faster – than she’d realized, to have made it this far. She almost never came out this far into the city on her typical runs. Usually she liked to use running as a way to clear her head, but the noise and distraction of the congested New York streets battled with the noise and distraction in her own thoughts, almost always resulting in nothing more productive than a pounding migraine.

Mari began to slow down, to let her brain catch up to what her feet had been doing, and was immediately shoulder checked by a woman behind her with a large purse, complete with very sharp brass hardware. “Ow!” she complained as the purse’s buckle smacked her hard enough to leave a bruise. The woman didn’t even glance back. Mari scowled, but kept up the pace to avoid being run over by anyone else. It was only a momentary distraction, but in that moment, the realization of where she had subconsciously been heading smacked into her harder than the purse.

Oh. Duh. Jacob’s apartment was only a few more miles away.

In the couple years since her brother had moved out of the townhouse, Mari had rarely gone to visit him on foot. There was a period of time after she’d gotten her Apparition license where she’d taken to popping up right in the middle of his living room, but it hadn’t lasted long – Jacob had instituted a ‘Front Door or Floo Entry Only’ policy after she’d caught him eating cold pasta in his boxers for the third time. Still, Mari felt pretty confident that she was going the right way as she took in her bearings with this new context. Oddly, she found that having this destination alleviated some of the pressure on her chest. Taking a deeper, steadier breath, Mari increased her speed to an easy jog and wound her way up the streets of New York.

It didn’t take long to find the right building. Mari jogged to the front door and punched a code into the adjacent keypad – a code, mind you, that her brother had no idea she knew, which she took as concrete evidence that she would be great at investigative work.

The door swung open with a short, sharp beep!, and as she ducked inside, Mari caught her reflection in the window. She wrinkled her nose. Her hair was back to its natural color – a mousy dark blonde that Mari insisted automatically made her fifteen percent more boring in any conversation. She had gotten the hang of changing her hair color on a whim and keeping it that way without much thought before she’d even started school, but sometimes when her attention was thoroughly engrossed elsewhere, she slipped and the natural color came seeping back without her even noticing. That wasn’t something she was willing to deal with today.

Mari glanced around the lobby – once she was suitably convinced that she was alone, she closed her eyes and concentrated. With a little pop! that was almost definitely just in her mind, she felt the change take over. She glanced back in the window, and her reflection this time was sporting her pulled back ponytail in her preferred color of bubblegum pink. She managed a little smile.

Much better.

Turning on her reflection, Mari bounded up the stairs two at a time. By the time she made it to the fourth floor, she was wheezing – she leaned against the railing for a moment, fighting for her breath. It had been unnecessary and had certainly worked up a sweat, but it made her feel better to have a reason she understood for her erratic heartbeat. Mari gave herself ten seconds for her breathing to become less dramatic before she pushed herself off the railing and stumbled down the hall. She knocked at the door marked 4D and leaned heavily against the doorframe while she waited, her gaze down to the floor as she regulated her breath. One breath. Two breaths. Three. Then the door swung open.

Mari glanced up, a flippant greeting to her brother already on her lips – and immediately, she found herself snapping ramrod straight. “Atticus!” she said in a bit of a gasp. “. . . hi!”

Stupid, Mari chastised herself. Stupid, stupid. It had never occurred to her that her brother’s roommate might answer the door, and now here she was in front of him, sweaty and breathing hard and probably not the best she had ever smelled. Rationally, Mari knew it was a dumb thing to be worried about – she’d known Atticus Prewett since she was a little kid, from back when  Jacob first started bringing friends home to visit over the summer. He’d certainly seen her in worse states, but that didn’t mean Mari wasn’t cursing herself for not taking the extra minute to lengthen her eyelashes or make her breasts a little perkier when she was fixing her hair downstairs.

Atticus blinked blearily at her, tugging absently at his worn, crinkled shirt. Clearly, she’d woken him up – probably better for him, really, since it wasn’t exactly what Mari would call early in the day. He gave her a lazy, somewhat confused smile, and even with the disorientation in his expression, Mari felt her stomach do a small flip in response. “Uh, g’morning?” he said, half reply, half question. He glanced over his shoulder at the fireplace in the living room, dark with cold ashes. “Is our floo out again or something?”

Mari felt her cheeks flush, but tried to comfort herself that, after her sprint up the stairs, she was probably already so red with exertion that he wasn’t likely to notice the difference. The thought wasn’t all that comforting. “Uh, n-no, I, um. . . I was, y’know, just in the neighborhood,” Mari stuttered, embarrassed. She shifted back and forth from her heels to her toes, awkward, before the words she needed finally came to her. She looked past Atticus into the apartment. “So, uh, is Jacob up yet?”

To her surprise, his expression fell. Mari’s brow furrowed slightly and she nearly asked if Jacob was alright, but Atticus spoke first. “No, he’s been at Vanessa’s all week,” he replied with a shrug. “He hasn’t been around much lately.”

“Oh,” Mari replied, her voice hitching a little in surprise and disappointment. Jacob had always been good to talk to. He never got impatient with her rambling, no matter how many tangents she went on – it was why, when her head had finally cleared enough for her to figure out where she was going, she had come here. Jacob had always had time for her. . . except, of course, that had been before he’d gotten himself a girlfriend. Pursing her lips, Mari considered heading back home – but the thought sent a panicky thrum through her chest, and she knew right then that she wasn’t ready for the scene that awaited her at home, when her parents found out she’d gotten her acceptance letter. No, Mari couldn’t go home, not yet. . . her gaze fell back to Atticus, still looking a bit like an abandoned puppy.

Well, she was already here, wasn’t she?

Mari walked past Atticus into the apartment, perfectly uninvited. “Got any water?”

Atticus looked after her with a frown. “Sure, come on in, I guess,” he muttered under his breath before closing the door. He made his way into the kitchen. “Tap okay with you?” Mari gave an acquiescent shrug in response. She was parched enough now that he could have juiced a shoe into a glass in front of her, and she still would have drank it. He grabbed a somewhat dingy looking glass from a shelf and filled it in the sink before passing it to her.

Mari took it with a nod of thanks and perched herself on a wobbly barstool, looking around as she rehydrated. She caught sight of the living room – there were scattered sketchbook pages everywhere, covered with half-realized drawings, and a crumpled blanket and pillow on the couch. She raised an eyebrow and looked back at her begrudging host. “What, did you sleep there last night?”

Atticus cringed and raised an arm to run a hand through his dark hair, exposing a few inches of midriff. Mari tried not to be too obtuse as she stared, but subtlety had never been a great skill of hers. She’d have to work on that at the Academy. “Uh – more like I slept there this morning,” he admitted, looking a little sheepish. “I sort of hit a block with the novel, and I was up all last night trying to figure it out. All I managed was a pile of wasted paper. Normally I would have bounced ideas off of Jake, but. . . y’know. . . he’s been preoccupied. . .”

Oh, the novel.

Mari couldn’t help a sympathetic look. Jacob and Atticus had been working on a graphic novel together since they were sixteen and now, seven years later, it was still coming along at a trudge. Jacob was the writer, Atticus was the artist – and what an artist Atticus was, although Mari could never admit that out loud without sounding like a doe eyed lovesick schoolgirl. Jacob was good at what he did too, she guessed, and for a while, it had almost seemed like they might be able to actually put something together. But then they had their graduation exams, and then they’d had to go out into the world and find jobs, and then Jacob started his apprenticeship with their grandfather, and then he met Vanessa Thornwood (who Mari was convinced stole her brother’s heart, brain, and testicles to keep in a bottle around her neck), and the longer time when on, the more progress had slowed to an almost nonexistent crawl.

And yet, neither of them could give up on it. Certainly not Atticus, if his expression of tired frustration was anything to go off of. “What do you think the problem is?” Mari asked gently, her own problems already fading to a distant glimmer in her mind.

“I don’t know,” Atticus sighed, leaning against the counter with a defeated hunch to his shoulders. “I think I’m just. . . in a rut? I don’t feel like I have any new ideas, or at least, nothing worth playing out. So maybe – maybe that’s it. Maybe I’ve just used them all up?” Mari sipped her water and nodded sagely, trying not to overthink the situation. She knew Atticus only saw her as his best friend’s little sister – or, worse, as practically his own little sister. The vulnerability he was showing now was the kind that you can only get between childhood friends who have known each other almost as long as they’ve known themselves, the ones who have seen you at your worst and most embarrassing. It was the way he would have opened up to Jacob, or any of their old school friends, nothing more. He sighed again. “I know that must sound dumb – but it’s like I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel.”

Without thinking, Mari reached out a hand to rest comfortingly on Atticus’s arm. He didn’t even glance up at her touch. “It’s not dumb,” Mari said firmly, before taking a second to reconsider. “Or, well, it does sound kinda stupid–” That got his attention, and Atticus looked up at her, looking vaguely hurt. Mari winced. Oh Circe help her, why was she so bad at this? “What I mean is, uh – maybe you just need some new inspiration. Go see some new sights, hear some new sounds. Have an adventure or something. You can. . . refill the barrel, or whatever you artist types need to do.”

Atticus scoffed lightly, looking at her like she’d just suggested they picnic on the moon – a lovely idea, of course, but completely unrealistic. “I can’t just up and ‘have an adventure’, Mar. I’ve got, like, adult shit to take care of. I have a job. I have rent. And besides, what about Jake? He’ll be at your granddad’s all summer, preparing new wands for the next school year. And all of his free time is going to be spent mooning over Vanessa. It’s not like I’m going to be able to convince to just up and leave for a month–”

“So? Who needs him?” Mari replied with a sniff, slightly less enthused now that her heartfelt suggestion had been met with stark incredulity. Still, she persevered. “And I know you have all that grown-up bullshit to deal with, but come on – that’s just an excuse. You can find someone to stay in your place for a month or two, some rich kid right out of Ilvermorny or something. And as for your job, you hate that place anyways.”

Atticus blinked in surprise. “How did you know that?”

Mari tapped the top of her nose playfully and winked. “A lady never reveals her sources.” The truth was Mari only had one source, and it was Jacob, who tended to relent information after an extended period of constant annoying questions. That was how she knew that Atticus had for a short (and surely meaningless) while dated the lovely hostess at the fancy white tablecloth restaurant he waited at. That was also how she knew they had broken up six months ago, and he still had to see both her and the bartender he’d caught her with every day when he went to work. After that, it was only a hop, jump, and skip away from the conclusion that Atticus probably hated his job.

See? She was good at sleuthing.

As for her current proposition, Atticus still didn’t look convinced. Mari had only been talking out of her ass, really, when she’d originally made the suggestion – but the more they went back and forth, the more sure she felt that this was the right option and the more determined she was to make Atticus see that as well. Her mind, unbidden, went back to the folded up acceptance letter in her pocket, and her breath hitched for just a moment. Was it possible that she could kill two birds with one stone? Before she could doubt herself, Mari spoke again, trying not to sound too eager. “What if– what if we . . . ran away? Together?”

Atticus looked at her sharply, clearly alarmed, and seemed to notice for the first time that she was touching him. He pulled away from her gently and shifted to put some distance between them. “Mari. . .”

Panic flooded her system and Mari launched into damage control mode. “Not like that!” she blurted out sharply, her voice a little higher than usual. She winced and cleared her throat before pushing through in a voice that was a closer approximation to her usual, casual tone. “I meant, uh– you’re not the only one who could use a change of scenery, y’know. I want to spend my last summer of freedom doing something– something totally insane. I want to be crazy and spontaneous one last time before I’m tied down with all of that bullshit too, and I can’t just live my life anymore. So. . . what if we went off on separate adventures, together? Just to keep each other company and make sure the other is alright and stuff? Would that be so bad?”

Atticus still looked dubious. “You don’t have school friends your own age that you would rather do this with? One last hurray and all that jazz?”

And honestly. . . Mari didn’t. Oh, sure, she had friends and all that, she wasn’t a complete loner – Vee would be down to go to Hell and back as a lark, if she asked, and the girls from her dorm were always up for a good time. But if she took this trip with them, it would wind up being something silly and juvenile – one last beat of her school days before she gave it all up. The idea of going with Atticus. . . that felt different. Bigger. Like– like the first step of the rest of her life?

(Mari might have laughed then, at how that thought now in this ridiculous context didn’t scare her nearly as much as the same thought she’d had earlier this morning, but she didn’t want to freak Atticus out by explaining, so she held herself back.)

“Nope,” Mari replied cheerily, completely confident. “Can’t think of anyone.” Atticus rolled his eyes and looked away from her, his gaze settling on the window. The view wasn’t much, just the gray stone of the too close building beside them, but Mari could tell he wasn’t really looking at it. He was considering her offer, really considering it. . . and in his own way, she could tell he needed this as badly as she did. He just needed one last push. She gave him a few moments of peace, and then wheedled in a singsong voice, “Also, I have a bank account my parents have been adding to since I was a kid that is begging to be blown through with irresponsible abandon.”

That drew an unexpected laugh from Atticus, and for a moment, Mari beamed with pride. Atticus could be so serious sometimes – it felt like a victory, to be able to make him laugh. But the joy she felt from his laugh was nothing compared to what she was about to experience in the next few minutes. “Okay,” Atticus agreed suddenly, nodding to himself. “I mean. . . yeah. Sure. Okay. What the hell, right? It’s not like I have anything to lose.”

For a moment, the world stopped turning. “Really?” Mari asked breathlessly, unsure that she could actually believe it. But Atticus was just looking at her – no correcting her misinterpretation, or laughing that she had fallen for such a joke. Just Atticus, serious and somber as a headstone; except, of course, that headstones never have smiles slowly creeping into their expressions. Mari gave a wide grin in response and, to keep herself from doing something phenomenally stupid (like launching herself into his arms), she downed the whole remaining glass of water. She might have choked, but who cared about something as stupid as that at a time like this? “Okay then!” she said in a tone of declaration, jumping down from the barstool. “We leave tomorrow, first thing in the morning! Show up at my place bright and early, seven am on the dot. No sleeping in. Bring everything that you’re going to need for the next two months. And bring plenty of sketchbooks!”

“Tomorrow??” Atticus said in alarm, scrambling to keep up with Mari’s sudden decisiveness. “Like, tomorrow tomorrow? You don’t think we need a little more time to get affairs in order and shit?”

“Tomorrow!” Mari shot back in a tone that brokered no argument. She strode to the door in her best imitation of the long, confident walk her mother used when she wanted people to get out of her way. “You said you would go, and it’s too late to turn back now.” Mari opened the door, and glanced back to see an awestruck Atticus still standing in the middle of his kitchen in his wrinkly pajamas. That was a sight that she would end up seeing a lot, she suspected, over the next two months. Her grin brightened. “See you in the morning!”

Mari closed the door behind her without waiting for a response. For a moment, she didn’t move, her brain too preoccupied running over what had just happened to consider anything so much as directing her feet to walk forward. She had really did just convince her brother’s best friend, the object of her ridiculous schoolgirl crush, to run away with her to nowhere in particular for an entire summer. It didn’t feel real – and yet, it was starting to feel more real with every passing moment. She laughed and pushed herself off the door, making her way merrily back into the real world. Tonight, she would let her parents celebrate her acceptance into the Academy. Tomorrow, she and Atticus would leave everything behind. And after that–

Well, who knew what would be waiting for them after that.

#writing #my writing #tgswide #multichapter #future timeline #canon #character specific #mariana navarro james #atticus prewett #jacob navarro james #genevieve navarro #scott james #blackinkpen #couple of modern day moses’ searching for the promised land #rp #hp rp #look I wrote something how fucking wild is that

[lemonadecabaret]

🍋 OPEN MOSES STARTER

OPEN TO : f / m / nb PROMPT : moses has agreed to do a nude/semi-nude portrait of your muse for whatever reason. birthday present, hannukah gift, christmas present, owed your muse / their significant other a favor, lost a bet, etc. CONNECTION : tab*o, stepc*st, family member or best friend’s significant other, colleague, neighbor, etc. be as a creative as you want!

“I’m - I’m blushing?” Well, if he hadn’t actually been before then Moses certainly was now! Flustered, the male could do little but swallow thickly and avert his gaze back to the canvas he was currently sketching out their very naked, very aesthetically pleasing form on. “No, I mean - it’s just that this isn’t really my usual line of work, you know? I restore other people’s paintings, I don’t, um, well I haven’t painted anything of my own since college.” He had a tendency to spiral when he was feeding the creative monster in his chest, going to places that were far scarier than this largely unassuming Jewish boy felt comfortable going. It was easy to become obsessed with perfection…and here it was posing in front of him.

#indie smut rp #indie kink rp #🍋 open threads #🍋 open threads ● moses

[melodiaemfrp]

hi this is arc on 2/8 being silly and asking for a role call for distortion detective castmates! particularly moses or ezra, but anyone is great

hi silly arc! any distortion detective rpers want to come take a look?

Melodiae is an 18+ modern fantasy/sci-fi Discord Multifandom Roleplay Group set in the strange city of Leitmotif and its surrounding areas. Brought here at the whim of a lonely God, its home is now yours, whether you like it or not

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#project moon rp #distortion detective #distortion detective ezra #distortion detective moses #mfrp #discord mfrp

[thisisnotthenerd]

d20 finale thoughts.

for being the ‘horror season’, the intrepid heroes really go all in on the comedy in neverafter. i was laughing through the finale, in between some high stakes roles, npc and pc deaths, and wave after wave of enemies.

now that i think about it, this finale just shows how much the intrepid heroes have really tightened up their strategy as players, to the point that they can pull really crazy bits in the midst of battle and still hit a victory at the end of the day. for every ih season, they’ve had to step up the final battle to make it something that’s conceivably a challenge to the players

like in fhfy, they had some quips in the final battle, and a clutch beardsley roll to kick off the final ep, but it’s all battle focus. more individual attacks, and just trying to keep everyone alive pre-aguefort intervention. they had a few smaller enemies to deal with, but the primary issue was kalvaxus.

with tuc, it’s a similar scenario, but they have more options in terms of calling allies and a more complex environment. the individual appeals from the american dream, as well as the continuation of their fight with robert moses make this a more involved combat than fhfy. they were more confident coming in.

with acoc, the balance between troop mechanics and individual combat was the new challenge--the gimmick of the battlefield being the one they had previously fled from, as well as the task of getting rid of the leaders as well as the general troops added a new dimension to the ih final combats. edit: the intra-party tension added to this battle in particular; saccharina & ruby really defined the end of the campaign.

once they hit fhsy, battles became longer and carried out over more than just the two finale episodes. with theater of the mind, brennan could give them a longer sequence of individual and group combat. it starts with the nightmare forest individual fear scenes, layers on the need to rescue their attacking/trapped allies, as well as the continuity of the lore going on throughout the battle. i would say this style of battle, with multiple waves to exhaust the intrepid heroes, set a precedent for future combats.

with tuc II, the longer battle sequence continued, but more condensed. tony simos @ gramercy took 1 and a half episodes to get through, and so did null at the dragon’s hoard. again, each battle had layered mechanics e.g. having to stop the umbral engine overload and then having to birth the dragon. this style of battle aligns with what we saw in previous final combats, and has just the funniest instance of a divine intervention that i’ve seen.

in starstruck, they have talespire. they also have a lot of enemies, with their guns, trained on you. there were a few layers to this combat. again, the extension from a previous battle episode, the split between minis and ship combat, and of course, who could forget margaret encino, turning their enemies away with the power of emails and girlbossing her way into a campaign office. literally overwhelming odds that they managed to pull through including a 2 on the die from gnosis.

and now with neverafter, they had waves of powerful enemies, going from a siege to a tower defense from one episode to the next, the baba yaga, the ally persuasion mechanics, and the objective of holding concentration on bottle of ink that has hand(s), while either convincing or killing everyone else. the actual battle was not the hard part--as evidenced by the shenanigans they pulled off by the skin of their teeth. it was just the singular goal, and more rp than previous final combats. they also just crit. so much. no need for a beardsley crit when you’ve got siobhan one-shotting fairies and zac killing god and rolling an 18 that makes a new universe.

in short, as d20 has grown, so to have the intrepid heroes (+brennan). i’m excited to see where they go from here.

#dimension 20 #neverafter #dimension 20 meta #d20 meta #fantasy high #the unsleeping city #a crown of candy #a starstruck odyssey #tuc #tuc ii #acoc #aso #nva #fhfy #fhsy #d20 fhfy #d20 fhsy #d20 tuc #d20 tuc ii #d20 acoc #d20 neverafter #neverafter spoilers

[blue-eyed-kaiba]

I am pretty sure I made this already but I have lost it so here's a new post with all my rp blogs on it so everyone knows which are my side blogs!

Maximillion Pegasus - @lccneytccny

Yomi Kita (YGO OC) - @ofbluercses

Kheper-mose (Yomi's Ancient AU) - @oracleofrcses

Priest Seth - @ofthetcmplc

#{ blog list } #TUMBLR DONT LOSE THIS ONE PLEASE

[tricornonthecob]

I got nothing clever

LK 105: Not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider

(pt1)(pt2)(pt3)(pt4)

why is she dictating while writing? Does she do that every time I wonder if it gets annoying.

The way the VA says "backgrounds" makes me wonder if she's Canadian or just having a real hard time with RP. Which also makes me wish they had made the colonists have a more reconstructed accent like they did in Turn because that piratey-ass accent is delightful and I can just imagine James with it, but also calls water "wooder."

I wonder where the budget for this episode went.

You got some marmite to spread on those words 'cuz you're probably gonna eat them.

We finally get a good view of this chair, it has been bothering me for like 4 episodes. Also are those drawers in the wall??? I love them.

James there was probably a better way you could have done that. Do you have a thing for coming up behind her and muffling her mouth.

Sarah you can't just give the excitable beagle/great dane mix of a boy ideas.

"I've made a terrible mistake."

They're kinna giving "Guy from Super Solvers: Midnight Rescue" vibes.

The Chaos Crew is primed and ready for poorly-thought out decision making, also what the fuck is James' face doing here.

that is a MASSIVE STACK OF POSTERS jfc.

Stupid headcanon that I spun from this: "oh my god the really pretty smart girl is doing chaos with me?? She wants to do chaos with me??? To protecc the journalism???? With me????? :) "

"right... gotta - uh - gotta look Capable. Focused. Intimidating."

man the Super Solvers sure are twitchy tonight.

HIS LUMBAGO

and in this moment they all turned into clueless golden retrievers with their heads cocked to one side. Even Henri's brain cell isn't at 100 tonight.

Unlikely, but you never gonna catch Spy!Henri sleepin'.

He's holding back so much exasperated sass right now. Exsassperated.

Oh that's right, Moses is a spy, too

Translation: rich fuckers

They're good at what they do, Henri, keep up.

He smells danger, like a shark smells blood in the water.

...well, actually, nobody said that, Sarah.

I'm sorry I'm not sorry.

#liberty's kids #james hiller #sarah phillips #18th century #amrev #henri lefebvre #tricorn on the cob watches LK and makes inane commentary

[futurespacess]

OPEN RP | Muse: Solid Snake

There wasn’t enough time to hang around, as much a he would’ve preferred to just observe the enemy from afar. It was something else to get up close and personal with them. From sneaking around, to grabbing someone around the neck and choking them unconscious. Solid Snake was a force to be reckoned with, and had that silly title of “Legendary” to go with it; a title that he really did not care for.

Yet, it was enough to spook his enemies, if they ever did catch sight of him with his bandana, and those practically bloodthirsty eyes as he pounced upon them. From their perspective, he must have appeared as some monster in the shadows, only coming out to snag the next prey. Quietly, he crept around the area, a frigid temperature was felt, that would occasionally brush past his exposed face, as the winds of Shadow Moses whipped about him.

#metal gear solid rp #mgs rp #solid snake rp #video game rp #video games rp #c: solid snake #OPEN RP #rp

[tiptapricot]

Did a short story with some original characters from a cowboy town rp server! Reuben and Montego belong to me, and the rest of named or cameo-ing characters belong to other server members and are credited under the cut :-)

Word count: 3,046

Summary: “Montego never actually sees the property before it’s bought. Reuben asks him to come with, when he gets the confirmation in the mail, says they could make it something together. But Montego has that sad little tilt in his eyes that tells them he could never say yes to that. So Reuban goes alone.”

Bios for my guys under cut, content includes unbound chest and facial scarring, and talks of animal-caused facial injury. I hope ya enjoy!

Reuben “Bullseye” Lowery (trans, nonbinary, they/it/he)

Growing up around ranch and farm work, Reuben was kicked by a horse on a job when they were 25, an injury that caused severe damage to their jaw and left ear. They developed hearing issues and pain that made being in populated spaces difficult, struggling with overstimulation, balance, and tinnitus. As a result, it moved up to a house on the outskirts of a town called Silent Run to live its best autDHD life in relative quiet, tending to a small garden, a few cows and chickens, and a farm cat. Being somewhat of a mystery to the townsfolk, many stories and tall tales have popped up around Reuben, developing him into a sort of local cryptid. They’re just vibing though, baking, crafting, and occasionally being visited by their traveling musician lover.

Montego Maldonado/Dantae Angel (trans man, he/him)

Reuben’s traveling musician partner, Montego is only an occasional visitor to Silent Run. His mother moved up to the states from Argentina during the period of the civil wars, and Montego grew up on a ranch with a stepfather he hated. He eventually ran away and transitioned as he took up a generally successful music career under the name Dantae Angel. He met Reuben before their accident, where the two of them formed a close bond and eventually privately connected on their transness. Montego was the one who took care of Reuben in the aftermath of their injury, helping it to recover. He’s not ready to settle down and likely never will be, but cares deeply for Reuben and visits a few times a year, sending letters and gifts otherwise. Montego is thoughtful, headstrong, and feels things deeply and fully. He likes anatomy, and paints animal bones between practicing on his guitar.

(Montego is an AU version of one of my main OCs Moses, who’s canon info can be found here. However he’s a very different man in this timeline, having been able to experience a much more enjoyable life and find happiness. General pictures below, though he does not have the same lip scar or way of dress as Montego.)

Left picture by tira3sii, right picture from Krispy Bits’s picrew

(ID in ALT for all photos)

Additional characters mentioned in the story:

Valentino the mail man: lostleeches

Jebediah Claridge: Elias & Co.

Badger: Fernweh.969

Amy Lee the apothecary woman, Beau the scared newsboy: meat_h3ad

#yahoo!! #the fruits ocs #the fruit is writing again #my fic #my-fic #reubenSR tag #montegoSR tag #cowboys #cowboy OCs

[formerprinceofegypt]

Another year has come and gone. What are your favorite memories?

#moses #moses rp #moses gifs #the prince of egypt #2022 rewind #going into 2023

[iheartgod175]

An old design of Punkin's evil cousin, Moses or Cousin Mose, as he appears in both Temporary Truce and its sequel, A Hillcat's Requiem.

Similar to Drag-a-Long Coyote Jr, I worked to distinguish him from Punkin, while giving him scruffier fur and sharper claws. Mose was going to appear in an RP on my Punkin' Puss RP blog, @orneryhillcat-blog, but he never did 😕

#hanna-barbera #Punkin' Puss and Mushmouse #fan art #my art

[mademoiselle-krystal]

Answer

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1. Yosep, Cherine, Cesel, Miu, Rofen, Cla, Obed, Moses, Azel, Osi, Clai, Elxy, Alcy, Sea, Andharu, Kuzov, Richelle, Xiano, Havian. Mereka semua kalo menurutku soalnya sering muncul di gdm dan sering interaksi juga, tapi kalau semuanya muncul juga pasti bakalan lebih rame

2. Successful people don't fear failure but understand that it's necessary to learn and grow from

3. Krystal soalnya dari awal main rp sampai sekarang engga pernah ganti chara, kalaupun ganti chara ataupun punya side chara lain pasti bakalan balik ke Krystal engga akan pindah ke lain hati

4. Elxy, Cesel, Sienna mereka bertiga lucu banget apalagi kalo udah mulai nge drama sama aku

5. Taylor Swift - Enchanted soalnya aku lagi dengerin ini

6. Ketemu sama orang yang suka gangguin hubungan orang lain, terus yang suka jadi kompor buat engga suka sama orang lain padahal engga salah apa apa

7. Aku selalu jbjb orang walaupun engga dibales lagi 😭

8. Krystal selalu membawa body lotion di tasnya, soalnya Krystal anti banget sama kulit dia yang kering

9. Nangis sebentar udah gitu tidur sampai lupa kalau pernah pacaran

10. Olivia Rodrigo - Traitor soalnya ini beneran sakit banget

11. Happy - Skinnyfabs

12. Pastinya aku bakalan join lagi kalo belum lrp

13. Jeanne sama Jitef engga tau kenapa tau aku ingin deket sama mereka

14. Actually, I'm also confused, but if I had to choose, it would definitely be Kuzov, Rofen, Osi and Sienna

15. SEMUANYA, soalnya takut buat approach keliatan agak galak

16. Miu, Tania, Bene, Cilaf, Yosep, Cesel, Jenol, Saoirse, Xahel, Belsa, Qidoy, Pelin, Layev, Dirsa, Rofen, Kak Pucio, Lail, Dale, Qilef, Kazel, Khana, Arshella, Elina, Estel, Jovelyn, Cisy, Zefanya, Sea, Rimut, Richelle, Yeim

17. Yeayy aman

18. Ini fi nya sama semua ramah ramah banget terus kocak juga. Desc nya apa ya kalau yang cowok cowok lebih kalem kali yaa, Serena sama Blair juga kalem sih, yang jamet Jenny doang.

19. HAVIAN SIH ENGGA ADA YANG NGALAHIN BOTINYA DIA KAYA GIMANA

20. Siapa ya Cherine sih, kalau boy nya Kuzov

21. Boleh percaya diri engga sih yang pasti aku sendiri

22. Alcy sama Miumiu mereka bokem

23. Havian

24. Engga pernah

25. Elxy moodbooster banget

26. Confess sih meskipun engga sampai pdkt juga

27. Biasanya aku bakalan suka dalam diam sampai udah cape sendiri

28. Ini sih soalnya keliatan banget elegant banget pokoknya ini style Krystal banget

29. Cherine aku ingin tau se jamet apa dia

30. Yang Clara asli engga selesai selesai mana engga jelas juga jadinya merembet kemana mana, terus drama orang selingkuh sama flexing yang kemarin rame

31. The way he interacts, i think..

32. Aku engga akan ngaku kalo pernah suka sama dia dan bakalan diem aja

33. Tempat pelampiasan lelahku tapi main juga sih

34. Jenol, Xahel, sama Saoirse mereka tempat curhat ku ah iya satu lagi crush ku sendiri

35. Engga

36. Ketemu orang yang mau kenal sama aku sampai sekarang dan engga pernah ribut sama sekali

37. Sama yang dikit dikit spill di tl biar apa sih, terus yang tadinya jadi akun rp malah jadi akun engga jelas

38. Diselingkuhin sih apalagi diselingkuhin nya bukan sama satu orang malahan tiga orang sekaligus dalam setahun 🧎🏻‍♀️

39. Apa ya, oh iya aku pernah dadakan jadi dokter buat lahiran anaknya temenku dan itu seru banget berasa jadi dokter beneran HAHAHA

40. Sayang banget pokoknya!

41. Jujur pakai banget ya ini FI nya sama semua alias semuanya keliatan kalem sama humble

42. Yang engga pilih pilih buat interaksi kaya gitu, yang selalu balesin semua bubble chat member lain

43. Gesta, Rue, Yora

44. Kebanyakan login akun yang mau di sell

45. Diri sendiri yang gampang banget nyerah 🧎🏻‍♀️

46. Karena join Manthattan

47. Banyak tapi aku engga mau ceritain soalnya itu buruk banget

48. Kangen fams lamaku sama temen temen yang udah pada lrp

49. I'm okay

50. Maaf banget kalo pada kaget sama muka Taeyeon nya

51. Yeay aman lagi soalnya engga sampai 10

52. Jokes nya cruaku yang bapak bapak banget tapi emang beneran lucu banget

53. Salad sih

54. Orang orang yang udah aku sebutin di nomor 16

55. Akhirnya aku punya cute messages yeayy

56. JAMET

57. Samain jawabannya kaya nomor 36 engga sih

58. Buat temen temenku di nomor 16 makasih udah mau kenal sama aku yang ada aja kelakuannya kadang suka ghosting dm kalian padahal lagi cerita ini itu, buat cowokku atau crush sih apapun itu makasih juga udah mau dengerin semua cerita aku dari a-z selalu kasih solusi juga dan negur dengan baik kalo aku salah

59. Twenty-five Twenty-one, kaya orang gila emang selalu rewatch drakor ini T___T

60. Go back to the past

61. Sleep

[hexagio]

── ( s.id/SOD-Manheattan ).

1. No specific names to mention, but I love watching you all interact. You guys can put me in a better mood.

2. I don't remember much about this kind of thing.

3. Honestly, I'm used to senior characters and being a young character is a challenge in itself. If I never fail to deliver senior's chara, then I shouldn't have any trouble either brought young chara, right?

4. No one.

5. I accidentally heard this song, and I like the lyrics. ( https://open.spotify.com/track/39kzWAiVPpycdMpr745oPj?si=rsf2Pea_T5WbwZNEbVHXKg )

6. Being the topic of conversation about what I didn't do, meeting the wrong friends.

7. If I'm interested, I'll chat with s/he for small talk.

8. He has a fur allergy but instead keeps 3 cats.

9. Live still going on.

10. Awdella.

11. Av7x.

12. Of course.

13. Nothing specific, I tend to feel outside the circle.

14. There are many, these days people have developed very well to play their muse.

15. Dan, Chuck.

16. Icelio's, Trial Kings, Kontrakan Hj Bolot.

17. Drink (1)

18. Hey CT Manheattan, I know we're not that close but you guys are awesome. I don't know all of you but you've done a lot for Attanie, so thank you for being this nice.

19. Havian.

20. Lol, I dunno.

21. Reuby, Jehno. I was amazed at the way they portrayed their characters.

22. Obed.

23. Obed.

24. Never.

25. Most female members.

26. I dunno.

27. Never been in that kind of situation, but if I was I probably would have forgotten about it in the first place.

28. I can't pick one because there are so many.

29. There isn't any.

30. So many dramas irp.

31. How they potrayed their muse.

32. I've never liked anyone before them first.

33. Playground.

34. Devan, Cebe.

35. Better not.

36. Get the best role for Park Chanyeol.

37. Getting involved in drama.

38. I was accused of doing things I didn't do by my ex.

39. Got married in rp, had a cute kid, and received an award for playing the best Chanyeol in rpw.

40. I liked everything about him. How he is, his voice and the way he behaves were the first things that attracted me to him. There were so many things that I wanted to know more about him.

41. Everyone is good and has their own way of building chemistry and no one fails in building an atmosphere as long as we get to know each other.

42. A comfortable atmosphere that doesn't discuss one particular thing.

43. Reid, Moses.

44. 11 acc.

45. Liar.

46. I'll go soon.

47. Not worth remembering.

48. My old friends.

49. Always said I'm good.

50. Faster - NCT 127.

51. (-)

52. Rizel.

53. Junk food.

54. Devan, Cebe, Voghoe, Rizel, Jovan, Zoe, Alfar, Kemod, Gabriel.

55. She is sick today.

56. Cool.

57. Got married and had 4 cute kids.

58. To all my cf, I'm so lucky to have you guys.

59. Last month with my gf, but i forgot what the movie is.

60. I want to correct my mistakes first, not all of them, just the important ones. Then I will continue living in the future.

61. This is what I've been feeling lately, I'm responding to it by thinking about other things even though it's not completely successful.

[yosephinec]

#SpillOrdrink with Manhattan St.

dek miu, cerine, alcy, sienna, gijav, obed, moses, cla, clai, elxy, rofen, azel, xiano, osi, havian, menurutku karna mereka sering on gdm dan kalo semua muncul gdm jadi rame banget itu sih positive vibes menurutku.

"i thought i was getting better, i honestly did. but now i'm laying in bed trying to figure out the hell is wrong with me and why i'm never enough" dari kalimat itu belajar introspeksi diri sama belajar cara buat menerima diri sendiri.

ningning ngga tau kenapa betah aja ngerasa mirip gitu centil centilnya wkwk

i have crush on cerine, cilaf, cesel, cherine, karinanya manhattan cantik banget lagi kesemsem sama karina hehe

taylor swift - all too well, labirinth - jealous, conan grey - heather, blackpink - hope not

di dm sama PK alias acc rp cowo yang ngedm mosud pengen ngobrol taunya minta hal berbau rated thingy

dengan bawel wkwk nanya nanya aja basa basi

orang pertama yang viralin ending fairy sampe sekarang ending fairy itu kek kewajiban gitu

off from internet, touch some grass, hunting foodie

taylor swift - back to desember

awkarin ft younglex - bad boy wkwk itu lagu gue hapal banget tapi jadi ngga suka sekarang karna terdengar jamet

pake nanya? JOIN DONG. plsss verif aku lagi ya

semuanya pengen tapi yang jarang interact sama aku mungkin ini > bene, hex, K, ningninz, abrar, elxy, degaf, younjungn, yora, reid, rue, fano, jekar, qei, kiming, altha, gervan, volta, kean

jujur semuanya cocok

semuanya laaah

yujinay, galak.

jomblo aman

Blair: fi sweet desc sweetheart. Dan: fi cool desc cooler. Serena: fi humble desc fun. Chuck: fi cool desc humoris. Jenny: fi cute desc cutest.

OBED, HAVIAN

sadgurl: athla, sadboy: kavin

tercantik: clai, sienna. terganteng: moses, marvion

havian, elxy, miu, moses

ELXY, HAVIAN

karinanya manhattan alias cerine, cherine, cilaf, cesel

alcy lucuuu

pepet terus secara ugal ugalan ngga boleh jaim jaim

have never felt something that deep, I don't expect love from someone I have a crush on because that would only be hurt

foto di ava yang sekarag itu jadi one of my fav sih

29. tukeran jiwa sama dedek miu deh

30. drama yang ngirim menfess ke diri sendiri dengan mengatasnamakan cowo yang udah taken as sendernya, terus si pacarnya cowo itu jadi salah faham, itu aneh banget sih.

31. how they think and edits they profile needs

32. i have ever, just loving someone is fun enough, don't add to it the feeling of wanting to possess

33. tempat bermain

34. yujinay

35. ngga sih, tapi gue ngga pernah nyesel juga kenal main rp

36. jadi budak activis gini kaya ikut squad dan main games bareng

37. banyak orang yang mukdu, manipulatif, ego, banyak drama

38. Momen waktu acc kesuspend semua sampe ngga punya lagi 1 acc pun, itu juga yang bikin gue pernah vakum lama.

39. pernah punya mantan pacaran selama 4 tahun and he never hurt me that much selebihnya day by day sama dia indah banget

40. sesayang kalo ada yang ngehate aku lebih baik tutup mata tutup telinga

41. fi: humble, classy, cool

42. suasana yang kalo di gdm sopan, cara ct memperlakukan member itu bijak, membernya solid, grup rame terus

43. sienna, miu, moses

44.

45. digaslightingin, dighosting, dikasarin

46. masih pengen main rp aja

47. pernah dulu dapet menfess terror beberapa kali disuruh mati sama orang yang kita ngga tau siapa

48. Kangen imagine sih, yang bener bener imagine formal

49. that "i will never leave you and never hurt you"

50. //

51. buset mantan gue cuman 2 wkwk

52. manhattan dong 🤭

53. makan paru balado crispy

54. yujinay galak sama mantanku mungkin

55.

56. JJANG!

57. join manhattan adalah pengalaman yang bahagia :p

58. for my bestie i will always feeling lucky to have you

59. classroom of the elite

60. I would skip time to take a look at your future instead

61. The key to coping with sadness is accepting that it's a natural part of life and learning to deal with it in a healthy way. This can include talking to supportive people, exercising or doing activities that make me feel good, and recognizing that what im feeling isn't permanent. When i feel like im not good enough, remember that it's just a temporary feeling and doesn't define my life or my true worth. Remind myself of my strengths and accomplishments and remind myself that i have value, no matter what anyone says. But, if the sadness and feeling of not being worthy enough become too much, I usually cry a little.

[taeyhong]

1. @ cyizhuo anaknya positif vibes, soalnya keliatan lucu terus cla ningning 🙏🏻

2. "Tanpa aku kamu bisa sendiri"

3. Taeyong. Udah setahun lebih ngecharain beliau tumben betah.

4. Crush di Manhattan sih siapa? Blair aja ya kiw

5. Juicy Luicy - asing

6. Ga dihargai tuh nyebelin banget

7. Dipaksain akrab walaupun awkward. Kalo ga kaya gitu bakal tetep canggung

8. Lagi botak

9. lebih menyayangi diri sendiri, sibukin diri, perbanyak teman, join sq sq biar ga galau (kalo ga loyo) gatau sih ya apalagi nikmati aja lah, jalanin aja ga ada list gimana-gimana

10. Skyline - night shift

11. Lagunya maliq-dia

12. Join dong

13. Kean, cesel, havian, moses, milan, reid, cyizhuo, andharu.

14. Cyizhuo, reuby

15. Blair, chuck

16. Kavela, delta, alesha, océlla, kaju, jeklin, moren, arga, arka, cipei, sienna. Banyak lagi maaf ga kesebut semua.

17. Aku jomblo

18. Fi sq classy. Aslinya hangat banget crewnya, terus seru-seru banget.

19. Havian

20. Sadgirl siapa? Sadboy gua dah

21. Reuby, cyizhuo, reid, xel

22. Havian

23. Havian

24. Ga punya maaf ya

25. Havian

26. Pepet aja coba, semangat berjuang

27. Cukup diem dan pendem sendiri.

28.

29. Havian kayanya dia energinya ga abis-abis

30. Banyak yang aneh

31. Ketika ngobrol nyambung, lucu, gemes, talkactive keliatan attractive

32. Mundur, sadar diri

33. Pelampiasan lelah awalnya tapi kok makin lelah

34. Delta, sienna, cipei

35. Engga, mending engga kenal

36. Ngerasain suka sama seseorang

37. Benci orang yang jahat di rp

38. Dulu kalo lagi berantem sama mantan

39. Kenal temen-temen itu berkesan

40. Sayang banget

41. Fi crew Manhattan semuanya hangat sih, ga pada sombong, mengayomi, seru-seru juga

42. Kalo udah ngobrol random itu seru

43. Andharu, cesel, havian

44. Drink lagi males ss

45. Perubahan, ditinggalin, di bikin feeling lonely.

46. Masih join Manhattan. Gatau kalo udah ga di Manhattan. Soalnya lagi ga ada gairah buat ngerp lagi

47. Banyak, tapi bingung cerita yang mana

48. Upchar hahaha

49. Drink

50. Asing banget ya

51. Mantan rp cuma 3

52. Ga ada anjir man galau bae

53. Sushi

54. Para fams sama ex seenggaknya kita pernah bahagia bareng

55. Drink, gua ga punyaaa!!!

56. Solid

57. Bahagia tuh dulu pas pacaran, pasti ada masanya lagi bahagia-bahagianya. Tapi ya itu dulu.

58. Seluruh fams gua i'm lucky to have you in my roleplayer life

59. Parasite the grey

60. Yang udah terjadi ya terjadi. Fokus masa depan

61. Gatau, dinikmatin aja lah. Sedih ya dinikmati sedihnya. Kalo ngerasa ga cukup berharga coba buat hilangin perasaan itu karena setiap manusia itu berharga.