No complaints with being one of the funky kids!
Also I'm enjoying how we refer to them as "the funky kids" lol
oh yea I'll probably be a human kiddo too
No complaints with being one of the funky kids!
Also I'm enjoying how we refer to them as "the funky kids" lol
oh yea I'll probably be a human kiddo too
I think I'll just stick with 1 funky kid and 1 regular kid. I'll probably work out the regular kiddo first
jimmy i swear to GOD get away from the D&Demon
I had one brief idea where the funky kid only speaks like... one language, and it sure ain't English, but they sorta learn it along the way and figure stuff out based on how people act. Only problem is, I sure as heck am not fluent in anything other than English, and I don't really trust google translate lol. i'm kinda dedicated to the idea now tho so i'm gonna find a way lmao
lol i guess i could cheese it if i wanted. i'll probably just find a more accurate translator or just google translate and sprinkle words in like you said. i don't really wanna cheese it though, i like to go all in with my charas lol. just an hour ago i was frantically googling the lifespan of prosthetic legs for a zombie rp lmao
Not really sure if I wanna go with a classic psychic kiddo, or expand on a completely different power. Completely different would be cool, but I don't really have any good ideas for a power right now. I'll probably wake up later like "I GOT IT" and then forget in the morning or something lmao
also AAH it's that gif from quiet place! the mom in that one was such a badass tho
edit: regarding the question in the first post, discord for ooc talks sounds good. also it's faster
oof for double posting but would y'all prefer i post a lil translation of what they're saying in the rp post (under the actions and dialogue & stuff) so u know what they're saying (bc I don't trust anything to translate it through correctly lol) or do you think it would be more interesting just to like... not have a translation
come on grandma!
oof finding faceclaims for kids is hard
edit: i put down a basic idea for a kiddo but if anyone wants to be this kid's sibling or parent or whatever w/ their character then that is also welcome
for lesbian and Nohrian , for figuring out ur teens, it might help if y'all think about what kind of dynamic you want them to have?
like if you wanna hit that classic high school movie dynamic you could go with the Super Popular Girl and then the nerdy (or grunge) kid. like, people who would never really interact otherwise but are forced to interact due to the supernatural bs.
siouxsie. I already kinda had a thing down for my funky kiddo so idk about that plotline specifically but then can still be connected n stuff! the idea for this kid was that they would have originated from a completely different country & got yoinked to the US bc they were a "special case." so when they escape whatever they're escaping, they're in a completely new place and reaaaally don't know what anyone is saying. in summary they're gonna need some help
but i still have that normal lil kiddo if you still wanna do the like. parenting thing. of course this does not stop from eventual parental figure development regarding the funky kid lol
Pride. tbh I just kinda built my own little form for it
siouxsie. i like the sound of em finding the funky kid tbh. also yes i also like the sound of a conspiracy theorist lol gotta have a mulder
if it helps my basic little form is just this
full name;
nicknames;
faceclaim;
age;
gender/pronouns;
sexuality;
personality;
abilities (if ur a funky kid);
background;
trivia (if you want. basically headcanons and/or themes and stuff);
nahhh you good! entire reason i put it up was so people could borrow it lol
Pride. i was gonna make my regular kiddo a big fan of D&D, so I'm glad Lisa will let her kid go & play it lol
Somebody should probably be the kid just cause then it's waaaay easier to bring her into the plot. I could probably make it my normal kid
Yee I'll do that then
My kid doesn't really lean either way tbh. He doesn't want to go in and punch the monsters, but he's not exactly keen on letting them hurt his friends either.
this isn't your everyday barb, this is.... advanced barb
HI THESE ARE MY COMPLETED KIDS 1 NEEDS HELP AND 1 IS VERY HELPFUL. liam's the regular kiddo and 09's the funky one

Full Name; Liam Mercer Day
Nicknames; Gets called a dork or a nerd pretty often, but he takes them as compliments rather than insults. He’s not bothered by them.
Faceclaim; Isaac Hempstead Wright (his younger self at least lol)
Age; 13
Gender/Pronouns; male, he/him
Sexuality; Isn’t sure, but he doesn’t really care to figure it out right now.
Personality; Above all, Liam is a gentle and tender soul who likes to wear his heart on his sleeve. He’s an artsy type, and loves everything fantasy and science fiction. Liam’s especially a big fan of D&D, and always likes to run the games himself- he’s always got a story he wants to tell or work on. His favorite stories are ones that span across countries, continents, and worlds, and always loves to see the hero come out on top. Liam easily can focus for hours on things he likes, but when it comes to everything else he’s spacey and it’s hard for him to pay attention. Liam doesn’t like to hide his emotions and always says what’s on his mind, but generally likes to be polite and nice to as many people as possible- unless whoever it is starts messing with his friends. Liam’s very empathetic and tries to be as considerate of other people’s feelings as he can. He likes to use as many “smart-sounding” words as possible, but he definitely doesn’t know what all of them mean. Liam is easily convinced of supernatural happenings, and knows all the moves he shouldn’t be making in a horror movie scenario.
Background; Liam’s lived a pretty normal life. He wasn’t that old when his mom divorced his dad, so he doesn’t remember much of him in the first place. Liam knows that he wasn’t that great of a person anyway, so he’s not too bothered by it.
Trivia;
(Finding fitting pics of her is hard because the faceclaim isn’t all that popular, but if you’ve seen Dina in The Last of Us II trailers… that’s her.)
Full Name; Vaska Sofya Mikhailov- but she doesn’t remember that.
Nicknames/Aliases; 09 is what the American scientists called her. For a brief amount of time, some Russian agents called her Red.
Faceclaim; Cascina Caradonna
Other Physical Traits; There’s small, jagged bits of metal sticking out from between her knuckles on both hands- sort of acting like makeshift brass knuckles. They’re embedded in the skin, and right now she thinks them too much of a hassle to remove. Just a tad muscular, and has pretty dark circles under her eyes.
Age; 17 or 18. She isn’t sure, but it’s in that range.
Gender/Pronouns; Typically goes with she/her or they/them, or if any researchers were feeling particularly pissed off that day, “it.”
Sexuality; Hasn’t really defined it or anything, but not straight. But she hasn’t really figured that part out yet.
Personality; On paper, 09 sounds like a wild animal- wary, fearful, paranoid, aggressive, isolated, and easily spooked. It’s a result of her upbringing, she’s spent very little time out in the real world. It’s not hard to piss her off. Her rage and aggressiveness comes from her primary defense mechanism; she thinks that if she’s gentle, she’ll be further targeted by danger. By acting threatening and angry, she’ll have far less people trying to capture- or kill her. As far as she thinks, she can’t afford to be gentle or soft- she has to be rigid and sharp to stay out of harm’s way. 09’s never been big on conversation and firmly believes that actions speak louder than words. And it’s a good thing too, as she pretty much is only fluent in Russian, and doesn’t understand English. When she does speak, it’s in her native language, and she absolutely swears like a sailor. She’s unaware of any social conventions or norms, so she won’t grin and bear it or just come up with a retort if insulted- she’ll skip straight to knocking ‘em flat on their ass. 09 talks with her fists if she can’t, or doesn’t want to, use her power. Right now, she’s focused on self-preservation. She’s even more quiet and reserved if a trigger comes up that reminds her too much of the research lab- she almost totally shuts down for a while because of it, if she’s got nothing else to focus on.
Abilities; Magnetokinesis, aka the ability to manipulate magnetic fields- but she primarily just uses it to manipulate metals. She’s not entirely proficient in it yet, and only really uses it if she’s being legitimately threatened or is in danger. They become more potent yet harder to control the more pissed off or fearful she is. Due to the warping of the magnetic field, nearby electricity seems to go haywire whenever she uses it- she’s accidentally static shocked a couple people after they touched her while she was using it, and light bulbs seem to pop or fizzle. Over extension in any form- using it too long, too intensely, etc, results in nosebleeds, bleeding out the ears, spitting blood- generally speaking, it takes a toll.
Background; Considering she was born and raised for only a year in one of the smaller towns in Russia, it’s a wonder any agents found her at all. The Russians hadn’t stolen her with the intent to use her for experimentation- it was a willing adoption, and they had actually intended to help her rather than hurt her. At least, that was the intent of the doctors (who briefly nicknamed her Red). When she was around 6, American agents conducted an operation to storm the facility and steal away with every superpowered kid they could find- at the time, it was just her. She was terrified of them at first, before a Russian-speaking man called Dr. Charlie Cain convinced her that he was there to “rescue” her from the evil doctors, and take her to his home country. She believed him, but that was short-lived. Ever since then she’s never really known where she was in the world- she got moved around to a couple facilities, and Dr. Cain was always there to oversee. 09 never bothered to learn the language, and nobody bothered to teach it to her- only really being able to understand Cain when he spoke to her in Russian. They pushed her to her limits- broken bones were pretty common, and she continuously tried to escape, which only lead to worse and worse punishments over the years. But she’s escaped now- and is roaming the forest near Hawkins, looking for literally anybody.
Trivia;
good i intended him to be Baby
gonna reply in a hot secccc! have been doing things the past couple days
★ - KEANU
Keanu was about to refuse Colt’s offer before Rosalind came along. Thank god, he thought- Alani would argue with him day and night, but she (usually) listened to Rosalind. He was almost bewildered at how fast Alani gave up her stance once she suggested fishing. Maybe Alani just really wanted to kill something. Which was equally concerning.
Either way, at least it wasn’t walking, rotting, decomposed corpses. Keanu sighed, smiled, and nodded as Alani tugged on his leg. He turned back to Colt. “You wanna come along?”
♟ - ALANI
Alani was about to give a ‘yes’ to Colt before Rosalind interrupted. Alani stuck her lip out in a pout, before perking up at the suggestion of fishing. “Let’s do that!” She exclaimed, before grabbing the leg of Keanu’s pants and tugging it. “You’re coming with me!”
Liam blinked- the action to seduce whatever bad guy he threw at them wasn’t new, he was just bewildered by how fast they had given up on making a fresh plan. Instead, they went for their classic- seduce whatever was in front of them. Liam wasn’t actually sure what seducing involved. As far as he knew, it was like… trying to get someone to kiss you? He had explained this hunch to Alex, and Alex had just laughed. So... he’s gotta be at least a little close to being on the right track. He was just glad that nobody expected him to roleplay it or something. Liam only ominously nodded at the mention of an overpowered boss. It was always fun to see them guessing about what he was going to do next- it let him know that he was doing a good job at keeping everybody entertained.
Even though Heather’s rolls usually wrecked whatever cool thing he had been planning for the session, he was glad that she was finally coming over to play again. Liam hadn’t known what had happened to her- all he ever heard was his mom and Heather’s talking in hushed voices over the phone just so the kids wouldn’t hear. He was even more confused when she didn’t come to the session he had planned, or spoken to him, or looked at him, like... at all. Liam had vigorously tried to fix whatever he had done wrong to get Heather to stop interacting with him. Apparently, it had worked, because now she was back after a pretty long character hiatus. He didn’t wanna kill her character off or anything, so he had just… let them go off and party for a while. A really long while. As for Nic... Alex had dragged her here, and she didn't look too happy about it.
Liam squinted and furrowed his brow after Heather had announced her roll. Her character had gone above and beyond, so… they could succeed. For now. Liam smirked at the thought of coming up with a brilliant plan to somehow turn this around on them. “Oh, yeah, that works.” He confirmed. He pursed his lips in thought at the next question. “Well, she’ll help you out in the next fight.” Liam smiled. Curse his nice demeanor, he should’ve made this harder! “You don’t know how powerful she is. She hasn't cast any spells yet, so you can't tell.” Challenge 8, and I had built her custom stats and everything!
🗡- 09 // interacting with: her own thoughts?
There was far less snow here compared to the last time she had been in the forest. Of course, she barely remembered what it looked like- it was nothing like the pictures Cain had let her see. What she had seen was bare ground covered in brown, dead leaves. Trunks of thin, weak-looking trees sticking out of the ground like needles.
...She hated needles.
This is what the world looks like, he had said. This is what humans cause. Do you really want to go out into a wasteland? Well, if it was between the lab or the ‘wasteland,’ she’d pick the wasteland in a heartbeat. Even if she had been murdered the second she stepped outside. Bein’ dead in the wastes of the world was preferable to the laboratory. But she was outside, painfully alive, and Cain was a liar. Nothing new.
Luckily, it wasn’t too dark- but it seemed late. The sky was an orange hue, and the trees cast hard shadows from the setting sun. Nine had some time, but it would be dark soon enough. And if she was out in the dark on her own, she’d be fucked. God knows Cain was probably on her trail. It wouldn’t be hard, the blood splattered across the front of her shirt and dripping from her hand would be an easy scent for a couple of dogs to catch. The blood wasn’t hers. Most of it, wasn’t, anyway- and the wound from the bullet that had grazed her forearm kept her painfully aware of that. Nine was thankful that she wasn’t gushing blood, or she would’ve been dead an hour ago.
All Nine had been able to accomplish was aimless wandering. She had seen nobody, and heard nothing but the sounds of chirping and buzzing. Shadows began to stretch across the ground like arms- grabbing at her, pulling her back-
There were way too fuckin’ many things in this forest that could mess with her head. The sounds and noises and colours and movements- the forest barely whispered, but it was still too fuckin’ loud for her.
Speaking of loud- there was a new sound that broke its way into the peaceful forest backdrop. Something deep and booming and… rhythmic? Either way, it was welcome. Anything that meant she wouldn’t have to stick around here. Exhaustion was settling in her bones.