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  • нαℓℓσω's εvε мσση •´¯`•» Anyone want to plot with Cecilio?

    Yay, hi magic. Sure we can kick the rp off from when they first meet. Do you have a preference for which character you'd like to play? I dont mind playing either the guard or royal. Hope you dont mind if I share a few questions and ideas I have quickly thought of to build off from the prompt. ( I really like plotting hehe)
    Would the setting in the rp be medival-like? Also what do you think of it being set in a universe where dragons and magic folk exist or would you like it to be more realistic and modern-timed?


    I was also wondering why the castle would be attacked.( I think we can make these fit either a historical or futuristic setting) Like it could be because a group of rebels wanted to bring down the king/queen who was a greedy tyrant. however the reason the ruler demanded a lot of money from the citizens doesnt have to be because they were greedy. Perhaps there could be another reason behind it? The ruler could have been secretly using the money to build defences to try and protect them from a greater threat. Which Our characters would later find out of. a second reason could be an invasion from a neighbouring country. Got any ideas for the plot? :3

  • Obake High|The School for Rare and Talened Demons|Roleplay

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    "You're going to have to talk to them eventually, Yumi, might as well get it over and done with as soon as possible," Ayin patiently reasoned, more amused than intimidated by the darker tone in his friend's voice. Pushing up the sleeve of his blazer he peeked at his watch. He had three hours to spend before classes. That was more than enough to get to know the group. Although he was given the chess piece of a king, he highly doubted anyone would regard him with respect unless he made a good first impression.


    Perhaps he could invite his squad members to the cafeteria to get to know each other over snacks." Of course you can just mope here with your cat if you want," He added dismissively, though truthfully he would a bit disappointment if Yumi chose to do so. The brunette understood that Yumi struggled with being sociable and openly friendly but simply letting herself succumb to being a loner wouldn't help her improve; if anything it would make it worse.


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  • Йоcтцґиє Acadєму { roleplay thread }


    • мσияσє gαℓє ¢ιяια¢σ •
    18 || male || 6th Grade || Human
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    Monroe gave a shake of his head as Loki quickly left. Well as far as first encounters went, that hadn't been so bad. No one had ended up raising their voice during the conversation, nor leave in a huff of indignation. He supposed Loki was an alright individual, cheeky but sociable. He wondered if there would be any night students who were easier to talk to. The partner he had been assigned in his fifth year had been bad company. Just thinking about that person made him grimace in annoyance. However, the failure of that allegiance didn't deter him from wanting to help other night students.
    Perhaps this year, if he were lucky enough to be asked to fill the position, he might be partnered with a more agreeable night student.


    With the distraction gone, he headed over to the potted plant, picking it up. He frowned thoughtfully, sniffing the sweet fragrance. His brows furrowed, gaze calculative. The redhead then headed towards the living room, where he placed the plant on the centre of the coffee table. "Much better" he muttered as he nudged the plant a little to the left. Now with plants around, it was beginning to seem a little more like home for Monroe. Not to brag but he bet this dorm looked far better than the any other now.

  • Falkirk City | Land for humans and mythical beings alike | Roleplay

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    Icarus Hutton|| Wendigo - Hidden scrolling


    Just to play it safe, it wouldn't do them harm if they moved to a different location. Even if the current weather wasn't the most agreeable. Though he did not stop his approach to the exit, Icarus grimaced at the flurry of ice through the door's glass screen The footpath was once again being buried by a new layer of snow. " I don't mind a little snow," He dismissed but quirked a smile in appreciation for Vieno's concern. Having grown up here, he was used t these sort of situations . A blizzard effected him as much as it would effect a human. The chilliness made him miserable, numbed his nose and the tips of his fingers but it didn't have any critical consequences. A glance at Vieno made him presume that cold didn't bother her as much. Fighting back the urge to cringe as a wind buffeted through the open sliding door, he stepped out.


    It wasn't so bad. So long as the storm didn't start piling up and filling the streets. Flakes of ice flew past him like bits of confetti, some landing on his dark hair. He cast a look over his shoulder, double-checking that nobody was tailing them. With the sudden change in weather, there weren't as many people walking out. His coat buttoned up, he tucked his hands under his arms to keep the fingers from getting numb. At least with the shades he didn't have to worry about the wind lashing at his eyes. Hearing Vieno, he gave a laugh." All you need to know is that I eat enough to keep myself alive, " he said with an easygoing nature as if he were merely stating his favourite books."Are you like that too? Do you have to have taste of human blood every now and then?"
    Funny that now he mentioned it, he could smell the aroma of blood tainting the frigid wind. Lots had spilled by the strength of the copper tang. Possibly the wounded person was dead. Now it was he who was trying to subtly sniff the air, seeking the source yet also keeping his attention partially on Vieno for her answer.
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  • нαℓℓσω's εvε мσση •´¯`•» Anyone want to plot with Cecilio?

    Name suggestions? Perhaps something dated back to the victorian era or even further like the roman ages. Though the name's aren't limited to be english. I was thinking the kingdom could have an ethnically diverse community. I actually use a name generator for most of my characters. I just click through until I find something that sounds nice. Here's the link for the site I use if you're really stuck: name generator click! hope I've helped a little.


    yup now we have something to fall back on if we run out of subplots. we just have to actually think of the aforementioned mini plots that will aid in developing our characters relationship as well as keep the rp going. :D
    I think it might help if we choose how their first encounter of one another ends. So which sounds better? If they immediately hit it off and are quick to become friends or will they be strictly professional, eventually opening up to one another, or do you have any suggestions?

  • Йоcтцґиє Acadєму { roleplay thread }


    • мσияσє gαℓє ¢ιяια¢σ •
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    For the second time within the hour, Monroe had been sneaked up on by another colleague. He really had to work on being more aware of his surroundings. Better yet, people should start walking more loudly, something to clue him in on their presence. He was joking of course; it was nice not having any intrusive noises hinder his thoughts. By the sound high-lilt of the voice, the person was most likely a female. Pleased that somebody appreciated the small flare of nature, he turned around, green eyes surveying the fellow plant appreciator. "Thanks," he responded." You're right, I am. It's pretty obvious isn't it?" He gave a lopsided smile." Are you also in this dorm?"

  • Falkirk City | Land for humans and mythical beings alike | Roleplay

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    Joenie Chest|| Human||


    This was a bad idea. Not even her mittens could protect her poor fingers. Jojo had even dragged along her bike. It was too dangerous to ride it in this weather, sadly. The moment School had cancelled, she eagerly left. Although, she immediately regretted the decision. Now it was obvious why the teacher had tried to keep her within the building. Although, there wasn't anything to do there what with Drama club being cancelled for the day as well. Squinting as ice scraped at her, she set her sights on a shop. The golden light visible through the window like a beacon to a safe haven. Deciding to seek refuge there, she pushed her bike and leant it against the building, shouldering her way through the door.


    Teeth chattering, Jojo rubbed her hands together, bits of snow falling from her hair as she shook her head. Her eyes landed on the cashier, feet shuffling over. If she didn't buy something the owner might boot her out for taking up space. Although, it wasn't like the area was particularly busy. There weren't that many people there.


    " I was so close to freezing my butt out there. So glad I found this place," Though the warm temperature of the shop embraced her tightly, the last of the cold had yet to be squeezed out. She squinted at the menu as if she were making a crucial decision before placing her order.


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    Icarus Hutton|| Wendigo - Hidden scrolling


    Icarus hunched his shoulder's as a particularly icy gale whipped past him. The front of his hair was shoved back by an invisble hand, leaving his free unobscured b Although it diefintely put a dampener in his mood, the coldness did not deter his hunger from resurfacing once more. In fact, the scent of blood had intensified his own urge to hunt. A blizzard like this would make it easy to sneak up on a human. Maybe if he stocked up on supplies as well he wouldn't have to hunt as often but everything was better fresh. Sorta like raw fish in sushi. His gaze had been trained on the snow covered footpath, the Wendigo had no wish to slip on a frozen puddle, but immediately turned his head to Vieno. By the sounds of it this pale-haired girl could eat just about anything if she placed her mind to it.


    He was glad that he hadn't crossed paths with her when she was hungry. He didn't want the tables being turned with him being the one being hunted. That was just one reason why he didn't live near the outskirts of the city; there was too much of a chance of meeting a supernatural being that was more interested in a next meal than a little chit-chat. But Vieno was pleasant company and though he may be surprised he had no intention of skedaddling. At least now he understood why his instincts had intentionally told him to keep away.


    Pushing away his fringe that obscured his face, he glanced through a window they passed. Observing a teenager shaking herself free of snow as if she were a wet dog. "Somewhere warmer," He mused. When his stomach decided to gurgle, he then added rather hesitatingly," You mentioned you kept a supply of the food you caught, would you be willing to share some with me?" He was asking a lot from somebody he had only met a while ago but it was worth a shot. Who knows, maybe she'd take pity on a starving chap and save him from the labouring task of finding prey.


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  • Йоcтцґиє Acadєму { roleplay thread }


    • мσияσє gαℓє ¢ιяια¢σ •
    18 || male || 6th Grade || Human
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    "That sucks," Monroe frowned. It would have been nice having somebody to turn to for critiques about the plants. Though he could ask just about anybody, they probably would only give half-hearted opinions. The most honest answers were often ones by people who genuinely shared an interest in gardening. The corners of lips twisted into a brief scowl.


    " Didn't realise you were related to him," he trailed off. Today he was getting a lot of visits by well-known people. Certainly, anyone who knew the head of the academy would know of his children. Even the people who lacked much of a social circle would be somewhat aware of their existence. It was good to know that their prestigious titles hadn't gotten into their heads. If there was one thing Monroe despised more than troublemakers it would be arrogant people. Though he supposed he did like them, enjoying the arguments he gets into with overly-confident peers. "I was talking to him a minute or so ago. Don't know where he's run off to though."

  • нαℓℓσω's εvε мσση •´¯`•» Anyone want to plot with Cecilio?

    hmm sorry but how are they first meeting? Like would the king be announcing my character's, assigned task of protecting yours during a gathering in the throne-room, and my character-Whom I've named Cornelius :3-, would do some sort of ceremonial pledge promising his loyalty; or would it be something established just between the three of them. Like the king would ask your character to come to his study-room and introduce him to my character as his bodyguard?

  • a prιnce and a ĸnιgнт --private --


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    Cornelius Percival
    Royal bodyguard || 19 years ||
    Personality:There isn't much to say about this character. His loyalty towards the kingdom is unfaltering. His Colleagues consider him an all right chap, easy to work with and pleasant to be around; however, he does have a rather unethical way of doing things. With his solemn expression and serene gaze, it comes as a bit of a surprise to most people when they realise how much of a liar and manipulator he can be; a master of disguise, he can play the part that would benefit him most in a situation be it as the aggressor or the sympathiser. Yet negative traits aside, there are moments in clarity where he behaves out of genuine passion.
    His sense of humour is well restrained or perhaps it just doesn't exist. The only jokes he laughs at are his own and they often come in the form of sarcasm-if they ever come at all. He is cautious; yet a risk-taker. Polite but also brash. Manipulative but honest.
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    The expansive castle was a sharp contrast to the dwellings of a commoner. It was luxuriously decorated as expected of a place where royalty lived. It was of no surprise that the King's studyroom would be of no difference. At the call of his name, a young man with wavy, black hair had --- stopping break pondering muse.



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  • Aʙᴜɴᴀɪ Hɪɢʜ Sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ [Bᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏғғ Yᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ Sɪᴍ.] - Sɪɢɴ Uᴘs! [CLOSED]


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    [size=15pt]♡ Lovise ♡ Vivian ♡ Maja ♡[/size]
    [font=trebuchet ms]Nicknames♡ Lovi
    Gender♡ Female
    Age♡ Sixteen
    Personality♡ Now here's a sly minx. Terribly cheeky, flirtatious remarks slip as easily as air from her lips. Compliments are also something she hands out often. When she sees something that looks nice, be it a hairstyle or a flower: she'll point it out. You would presume someone who speaks so openly would be an open-book but she lies a lot; mostly to keep another person happy or to prevent herself from getting the blame. She is optimistic, keeping her sights on the possibilities rather than the consequences. She doesn't take many things seriously, believing that responsibility is for prudes. For this reason she is careless and lazy. These characteristics make her a notorious procrastinator. In group assignments she's more of a distraction than a helping hand. On the downside, her chatty attitude can get her into quite some trouble. She's horrible at keeping secrets. Lying she can do without a flinch but asking her to keep her lips sealed is near impossible.

    Relationship?♡ Nope
    Crush♡ would that be okay if she became infatuated with a senpai? Though, it'll be like puppy-love rather than the extremities of a yandere.
    Sexual Orientation♡ Bisexual
    History{Optional}[color=pink]♡ may edit
    Other[color=pink]♡ decided to magic up a regular student to stir up complications :3

  • Aʙᴜɴᴀɪ Hɪɢʜ Sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ [Bᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏғғ Yᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ Sɪᴍ.] - Sɪɢɴ Uᴘs! [CLOSED]


    [size=15pt]♡ shigeru ♡ -- ♡ orochi ♡[/size]
    [font=trebuchet ms]Nicknames♡
    Gender♡ male
    Age♡ 18
    Personality♡ Shigeru's appearance is deceiving. Stoic and silent are the first two observations that are made of him. Some may even see him as illusive or even pompous. These should all be discredited, especially the latter. Indeed he is a soft-spoken person, owning a pleasant voice that is as smooth as honey. He could've been quite the star in choir; however, his loyalties lie on getting perfect grades. he is studious, spending hours on end studying. A wanderer, he drifts from one group of friends to another, enjoying the different company. For this reason, he has numerous companions- or at least acquaintances. not only that but he is moralistic; even if he doesn't want to, he'll make the right decision. a pacifist through and through, he will pick away at a problem with words rather than raised fists. He is extremely polite, both in speech and in practise, to the point in which people may consider him old-fashioned. in some sense it is true; he doesn't approve of immaturity or crude jokes. however he does have a sense of humour and often sees the amusement within it after his initial reaction. he can be a bit of a pushover with his easygoing personality. although, he can be pretty stubborn too. when it comes to something he's worked his butt off, he can be extremely boastful as well, wanting people to know of his achievements.
    Yandere(s)♡kyousuke
    Relationship?♡---
    Crush♡---
    Sexual Orientation♡ bisexual
    History{Optional}[color=pink]♡ shigeru came from a large family. his parents were constantly encouraging him and his sisters to do their best, pushing them to get the top marks or to win that medal from a competition. as the youngest, he was constantly overshadowed by his two sisters. compared to him they were unique, special little gifts presented to his parents. its for this reason that shigeru subconsciously turned to his friends for words of approval and congratulations whenever he succeeds in something. compared to his sisters, his achievements were of little importance. this habit grew to be what most people perceive as a boastful demeanour.



    Other[color=pink]♡