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11/26/2020 11:18 PM 

Yuzu 🐰

Yuzu Sakuza, known famously as Zu.  Such a small thing, only standing at 5 feet and having a slim body, she seemed to fragile within the world that everyone lived in! Though her assets had a lot of yes on her... C breasts, small waist and a plump peach of an ass that her little tail flicked around. Her hair was long, the color of wheat and her bunny ears dragged down to her hips. Her skin was the color of chocolate yet also.. caramel? She had vitiligo yet very mild as there were only about three or four spottings; the midst of her back, her hip, her inner thigh, her lower half of her calf on her left leg and half of her left hand. Her eyes a fiery orange.. Everyone, EVERYONE, was an animal or had animal like looks or just an animal like body, and she was a bunny hybrid, a human with a bunny tail and ears as well as abilities... very low on the food chain of course! But she was as stubborn and feisty as they could come! Not caring what others thought of her or who dragged her down, she clawed her way up to being the star of her baseball team! Reaching the high leagues even! Though her team was a girls team.. so it was belittled and they were given such revealing clothing, but to her, it was fine since she dressed that way naturally.  Currently she was up to bat, getting her footing ready and keeping her eyes close upon the pitcher as people screamed and cheered; her calm expression turning into one of excitement and a widening smirk as the ball was pitched, hitting it a little too hard out of excitement and hitting a fan as the ball reached far and into the stadiums seats. Zu gasped and shook her head, dropping her bat as her coach yelled after her but she went on to jump over the stadiums gates and barriers before reaching the male with a nervous smile as she brushed over one of her long bunny ears with her minor anxiety and apologetic look “I’m so sorry! I hit a little too hard, I was excited... Are you okay?” She asked, reaching up to brush her fingertips over the small bump over the others head as her small fluffy tail flicked “I’m so sorry! What can I do to repay you for all of my trouble making..” Zu huffed  •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Hello! I’m looking for somewhat of a master x pet/predator x prey rp! Yuzu is a character and I can even send a picture of her if you’d like! Though you can still message me with other ideas!

フェニックス T&L

11/26/2020 11:01 PM 


Respect. This one is literally the most basic I can get. And it's the most important rule. This rule says that I will change any other rule if I feel necessary in order to respect someone else's rules. I'm not saying I will change my rules all the time but if I feel like I am disrespecting someone with one of my rules, I will take into consideration to change that rule either temporarily or permanently. But the same goes both ways. I will respect EVERYONE as long as they respect me. And this is basic kindergarten logic people, I don't think I should have to explain what respect is. You know what is and isn't respect, so just do it.  Be literate. Please? Okay, so I have some friends who are paragraph writers. I don't mind writing in paragraphs some times. But please do not be lazy and don't do texting language and please don't lower yourself to only writing a sentence or two. That's how people get ignored.  No erotic! I do not like erotic. Like, at all. To me, it's demeaning and it doesn't feel right. I'm not an online role-play sex toy and if any of you want/think I am, I will have a serious problem with you.  If you send me a friend request, you do the greeting. I don't care if it's in messages or comments, I will respond to either. But all of my greetings will be sent in messages. I just prefer messages. I do not care if OOC is in messages during the role-play, or in comments. I really don't. Either way, it is difficult to mix up OOC in a role-play. It's the different between: The battle was bloody and people were dying (etc.) vs. OOC: Hey! What's up? You can tell what is what. It's not that hard. I feel like if it's difficult to tell the two apart, then we are not doing good in our roleplay. 


11/25/2020 09:50 PM 

My characters! (Please read as much as you can about it!)

Well, here are my characters! Just doing this to make it easier for everyone to choose a character!Chixie Roixmr: Chixie Roixmr is a young Alternian troll living in Outglut during the time period of Hiveswap and Hiveswap Friendsim.  Chixie's a talented singer who dreams of being recognized by all, even though her blood caste means that she would face a lot of obstacles in her bid for fame. Her musical skills are best illustrated mere moments upon her introduction, the player gawks at how Chixie is able to make her voice fill the entire alley way even without the aid of a microphone. Apart from that, she is able to get the hang of rapping just in time to place her cerulean opponent in a humiliating defeat. It should be noted that all the lyrics Chixie used in the rap battle were all improvised on the spot. She is also shown to be quite emotional at times, despite knowing full well that she would be subjected to hardship and sorrow on Alternia. After being informed that she was no longer performing for the night, Chixie returns to the dressing room in furious tears, incensed at losing her spot to a band that had a purpleblood drummer. Upon realizing that said band were singing her songs as well, Chixie becomes both furious and despondent that all her hard work and creativity would go unnoticed, once again in tears.Skylla Koriga (Brown Blood): Skylla Koriga is a young Alternian troll living in Outglut during the time period of Hiveswap and Hiveswap Friendsim.  Skylla is a friendly, compassionate troll; the only troll so far to give the player a proper meal upon bringing the player into her hive. While she might have a cheerful disposition towards most things in life, she is well aware that she can never really amount to anything as a bronzeblood in Alternia. Like Xefros, she seems resigned to the fact that her life as a lowblood will be filled with hardship and tragedy. She is very open and accomodating, despite the player being an alien. Skylla outright states that she should get used to the sight of aliens anyway, and reassures the player that she wouldn't call the drones.Chahut Maenad (Purple Blood): Chahut Maenad is a young Alternian troll living in Outglut during the time period of Hiveswap and Hiveswap Friendsim.   Chahut is a preacher in Clown Church, and does a stellar job of rilling the crowd up with her words. She also appears to be a significant presence in said church; all she needed to do was smirk at the preaching troll onstage to make him scamper off so that she may take his spot. As it were, she is capable of managing the crowd on her own, and captivates her listeners easily. She is also noted to be quite devoted to her religion, informing Amisia that being able to praise her messiahs is a privilege and a revelation. She is noted to be quite laid-back, not getting particularly angry even when insulted by others. This is best illustrated when Amisia throws a barbed comment about Chahut's profound love for Clown Church; instead of getting furious with the blueblood for saying such a thing, Chahut merely reminds Amisia that being able to sing the Mirthful One's praises is all that she lives for. Another example would be when the player exclaims that church sucks, Chahut just gives the player a steely look before going along with Amisia's initial plan. Even though Chahut is indeed annoyed with the player for insulting her religion, she mostly uses passive-aggressive behaviour to unsettle the player as opposed to lashing out. Despite her frightening appearance, Chahut still has a soft side to her. When the player is unable to preach to the crowd, she sympathizes with the player's nervousness and offers them a seat so that they don't strain themselves. She also snaps at a clown to stop macking on the player, clearly defensive of the player's wellbeing.Joey Claire(Human): Joey Claire is a playable character in the video game Hiveswap, and the older sister of Jude Harley, another playable character. Joey is an intelligent, even-tempered girl with a knack for puzzle-solving. Joey is a dancer, practicing both ballet and tap, which she uses to escape some tricky situations in creative ways. She is also an aspiring veterinarian, and keeps a small kit of medical tools on her person.Although she is constantly confronted by strange events and circumstances, she repeatedly shows herself to be adaptive and creative despite it all. Joey is a survivor that is determined to reach all of her goals.Lynera Skalbi (Jade Blood): Lynera Skalbi is a young Alternian troll living in Outglut during the time period of Hiveswap and Hiveswap Friendsim. Lynera is a troll with a distrustful and stringent nature, immediately suspecting the MSPA Reader to be a spy when they come to meet Bronya in the brooding caverns. Despite the player insisting that they aren't in league with hostile parties, Lynera ignores the player's claims and continues to treat them with nothing but harshness. When the player takes her to a cafe to interact with trolls of other castes, Lynera is unable to fully relax as she has trouble viewing others with an open mindset. Apart from that, when a teal comes by to chat, Lynera remains cagey as ever and winds up lashing out at a potential friend.  Lynera is also shown to be quite emotional; she is either incredibly angry or upset depending on the situation. Upon meeting the player, she furiously demands to know why the player thinks they could possibly be friends with Bronya, snapping that the player was nothing but a nusiance to everyone around them. When Lynera speaks about her less-than-likely chance of being matesprits with Bronya, she bursts into tears as she is visibly distressed with the nature of her current relationship with the other jade.Folykl Darane (Yellow Blood): Folykl Darane is an Alternian troll living during the time period of Hiveswap and Hiveswap Friendsim.   Her personality, like Kuprum's, is somewhat based on 4chan culture. However, she is shown to disapprove of Kuprum's obsession with the empire and Trizza Tethis. This may mean she is based on one of the less political boards as Kuprum is, and just 4chan culture in general. A possible candidate for the board she's based on is /r9k/, which is stereotypically populated by unhygienic NEETs. Her second bullet point, "whats a shower", seems to support this claim, as 4chan users are stereotyped as messy and often unhygienic. Folykl seems to find great joy in pranking highbloods due to her dislike of them. She was shown laughing and snickering at the highbloods' expense in Hiveswap Friendsim: Vol. 6 alongside Kuprum, and was proud to announce that it was Kuprum that hacked into the blue bloods' GPSs to lead them to the wrong part of town. When the player suggests that it was time to call the prank off, she dismisses the player's idea as idiotic. Even though she and Kuprum view highbloods as outright enemies, they have yet to inflict actual harm on them.Bronya Ursama (Jade Blood):  Bronya Ursama is a young Alternian troll living in Outglut during the time period of Hiveswap and Hiveswap Friendsim.  Bronya is a patient, compassionate and dutiful troll, immediately taking the player in upon hearing that the player is suffering from some injuries. She is also in charge of the nursery for ill and wounded wigglers, taking care of them instead of letting them die per Alternian tradition. While she states that she herself isn't particularly sure why she feels the compunction to tend to the sick and the injured wigglers, it is clear that she has a kind heart and wishes the best for everyone. While Bronya is a capable leader of her fellows, she can be quite neurotic and anxious at times. This in turn causes her to have a bit of trouble delegating responsibilities to people she just met, as she has no way of telling whether said person is truly capable of handling important duties. Most of the time, she prefers to manage situations by herself.That's all!Hope that helped you get an idea!


11/25/2020 09:22 PM 

A Short Interlude

The world seemed to gently drift far below and the clouds were the wake upon which her airship traveled. Up here the air was clear, crisp, and clean allowing for her to do her best thinking. Monika was a far more complex creature than she ever let on. There was a lot more going on upstairs per se than most, if not all believed. Sure she was clever but intelligence? That was something that she had built a wall around a very long time ago…Her thoughts drifted toward a time in her life when she was happy. A time when there were no cares but what to do for the day. She longed for those days, deep within her hardened heart she kept those memories from making their way to the surface. Just this brief glimmer of her past was enough to wake lose the beast. The damnable thing that lived within the darkness of her once beautiful soul, now corrupted by the life she was promised would never be. It stirred there, briefly touching her on a level she didn’t want and had fought for years to keep at bay yet here it was doing its damnedest to grab a hold of her and shake her back from the brink. But it was the brink that kept her sane these days.And with that, the lonely tear that was allowed to well up and streak across her porcelain features began to dry in the crisp air. She closed her eyes tightly and bent her head skyward, taking a moment to allow the wind to caress her face, her body… to run its fingers wildly through her long red hair. This was her zen, this was her center.A moment later she was herself once more; “Alright men!” she shouted above the dim, “hoist the yardarm and let’s get this bucket underway!”

Future wife ℋℯ𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇18+

11/25/2020 08:19 PM 

Heathers Info

Name Heather  Last name Boudreaux  age 35  sex female  Status Widow  height 5''5'' weight 120 LBs  Hair color Dark brown in her human form  Hair color in goddess form pink  Weapon form white and light pink  eyes purple  or dark brown with gold in them  Likes nature Hot coco tea and coffee she loves animals and  camping outside she loves all furry and cute things and cats  and dogs loves horses  she loves walking on the beach and chilling with her close ones she holds dear  she loves rainbows  dislikes cold  death and darkness hates being a lone and hates men that yell or abusing someone in front of her she hates Men who harms animals favorite food  anything she is hardly picky on her food items as well  very much she wont eat liver and onions she hates that she will eat meat but animal oregons she wont eat or touch it favorite fruite watermelon and any melon and strawberries blue berries and raspberries as well as pineapple and green apples favroite ice cream cotton candy and bubble gum favorite colors? all she don't hate any color favorite hobbies any arts and crafts and singing to her children mostly her animal children animals are her children so are human children she never has a favorite all she loves all the same way weakness her past memory that she has forgotten like her family who died now and is no longer living though her memory was taken away once she was turned into  a weapon the regrat she choose to be a weapon to protect all human life after her lover died causes her weakness state so she has her memory taken away and hidden somewhere close to her but can not see it  though her lover who died is also a same weapon but they also do not remember their lover at all or her kindness that they shared together children 0 by blood created children 20 adopted children 88 trillion children she taken in animal children 99 trillion children furr babies Mates 0 Lovers 0 husband 0 crushes 0 Boyfriends 0 girlfriends 0 wifes 0 why have a lover that can hold her down and give her more weakness her job is to protect all humans yet she can not be killed by anything at all the only thing that can kill her is her weakness that no one knows is and what is and its hidden with in her and no one can wound her flesh to get to the weakness powers teleportation reading mindserasing memories and others minds controling a soul killing someone by speaking their full name healing wounds and mental wounds by kissing someone can see through their body to locate broken bones or broken wounds or damage on the body can teleport in time past and future can make light  around her  she can make planets and also a new universe can make life with a snap of her finger can make other weapons and give them faulse memory can make money in thing air cant kill or harm humans unless they have fully sinned to die its against her law to harm a human give powers to people of her choice can speak any language or tongue of any alien or animal by touching them can forseen things that happen to someone and spot a traitor can control all elements can make poison by a snap of her finger her wounds heal faster then they are inflicted she can still powers from other beings and gods being one stronger then all NO god slayers can harm her or kill her let alone any living being only person that can kill her is herself or a weapon she made for her to die when she wants to die or when she gives up on living and protecting all human life and when all human life dies thus she dies with them only then her hair color changes with her mood and emotions she never gets close to anyone or gets attached to anyone she says she loves them but yet she does not her only love was her lover when she was human who sadly died and was turn into a weapon like her  that she became a weapon as well and her memory gone has mother  powers of protecting her children can make shields can shape her weapon into anything she wishes she can teleport into any detention even into books movies and interreact with them as if they are living things or beings she can bring people along with her and she can give them life and purpose as well she can teleport into any detention around the world and even jump into movies and interact with the people in the movies she can shape shift and gain that power and use them for protection with her memory gone she can also look back into her past and not know it was her in that state of mind   she can morph info anything water mud fire earth and dirt etc even air  children names Mayleen  daughter pink blood vampire princess mayline  moon goddess daughter pink blood risku  son black blood demon lord riska  son black blood demon princeHayley goddess of life beauty and infertility   anna  goddess of healing and creativity emma  goddess of lust sex and forgiveness jude  god of destruction Mira  demon cat hybrid god of animals Nathan  god of war and space ashton  god of Love and seasons midnight  grim reaper god joker  god of death and sin Kiba  god of wolves and wild life valerie goddess of vampire kind kuro god of mix breed and  water Madeline god of judgement and death Z god of darkness and  battle Shiro god of thunder and harvets Luka god of Luck and  protection more children she will make in due time  


11/25/2020 02:04 PM 

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11/25/2020 09:12 PM 

Rules ♡

1. I write  triggering  themes, I focus  on a lot of violent  themes,  blood and  gore; I don't  avoid acts of murder or self  defense and  I  honestly  refuse  to  do  anything  less than action, Slice of Life, Supernatural, Occult, Witchcraft, anything  in regards  to  demons or killing. I  honestly  refuse  to  remove anything  in regards  to  the  Canon themes of the verse. 2. If you  do or don't  like  the  reboot and  have  never  played  it,  add me,  write  with  me and  invest  yourself  in  my writing, don't  focus  on  anything  else  when  writing  with  me  besides  the  storytelling, the character  development and  the  world  building.3. If you  want  to  complain  about  Reboot  Dante, and  try  to  compare  yourself  to  my writing  partner  who  can literally  write  circles  around  you because  I  taught  him, be my guest  in attempting sweetie, but if you  back  out and  are just  trying  to  be an edge lord,  I will  block  you. 4. I multiship because of my characters job, but she's  always  going  end up  at Dante's  doorstep  and pretty  much in his shop, sleeping  on his couch, covered  up  with  his jacket  that  smells  like  him- more  so  because their  relationship/connection is canon to my main. 5. Have  fun,  don't  force  your opinions, don't  ridicule  or name  call and  expect  me  not to educate  you  eloquently in regards  to  your  opinion or just  remember this: "It's  your  opinion, your opinion to me means  as much  as a dog pissing on a kitten"- in short, as much  as the dog pissing  on a kitten? Not at all,  it's  your  opinion and  it sucks  as much  as that analogy but I  would  have  the  same  reaction  to  it- Laugh  at the kitten and  walk away. 6. If you  don't  have  anything  nice  to say, then  don't  add me.  7. I  do whatever  I  want,  I reply whenever  I  want,  I will  write  with  whoever I  want. No lies, Drama, control  freaks, divas, basic b!tches or cringeworthy  OC/ canon writers with  poor fashion  sense and  lack  of  basic  knowledge  in Color theory is going  to  dictate  who I choose  to  write  with  and  if that's  how  you  want  to  live- then your princess  is in another  castle, sweetie.  8. I am  extremely  picky when  it  comes  to  who  I  write  with. If you  cannot  keep  up with  Novella, can't  be patient  and if you  expect  me  to  write  on your time  instead  of letting  me  take my own time  because  you  cannot  accept  that  I  have  a life outside  of this site then don't  write  with  me.  9. I will let people know in status when I am In Character or Not, the Out of Character statuses one is able to repliy to so look for the statuses with ♡ooc;♡ Others are closed when dealing with Specific areas with other characters between those characters. I shouldn't have to say this, but apparently I do- If these statuses are for someone else, do not butt in. Even a monkey knows better. They will have {Closed For Display name} in the brackets. 10. Sorry to dissappoint you all but I play a character, an online persona; this character isn't a real person. So referring to me by my character name makes you look like an illiterate idiot instead of "Writer of_".♡ 


11/24/2020 11:37 PM 

Olivia Uzumaki-Uchiha
Current mood:  adventurous

((Please not that she is MY OC and I have made her to MY satisfaction. If you don't like her. Oh well. I will NOT change her for anyone. Also. ALL pics in this blog belong to ONLY me. NO ONE is allowed to use them. They were drawn for ME specifically.))Name: Olivia Uzumaki-Uchiha Age: 18 Family: Kushina Uzumaki *Mother, deceased*, Minato Namikaze *Step-father, Deceased*, Obito Uchiha *Biological Father*, Naruto *Brother* Crush: Sasuke Uchiha Friends: Hinata, Neji, Shikamaru, Sasuke Enemies: Sasuke Fangirls and anyone against Konoha Personality: At the ages of 12-15 she was fun loving, Carefree and outgoing. Now at 18 she is mostly emotionless.  General: She was born to Obito Uchiha and Kushina Uzumaki. She was conceived thru rape. At the age of  14, tho a late starter, she started going to the academy and she became friends with Sasuke, Neji, Shikamaru, and Hinata. Of course being friends with Sasuke made her a target for his fangirls. At the age of 14 her and Sasuke dated till he decided to leave to go to Orochimaru. Being heartbroken and unable to stay in the village anymore she left the next day, on her 15th birthday. Only she didn't  go to Orochimaru, she went to the akatsuki where she trained with Madara aka Obito and Itachi. She also found out why Itachi did what he did. While with the Akatsuki she dated Deidara for a year. She broke up with him a year before leaving the Akatsuki cause she walked in on him sleeping with another girl. Due to Obito parading around as Madara Uchiha she doesn't know that Obito is her father but thinks that Madara is.  Abilities:Mangenkyo Sharingan: An Advanced form of the Sharingan. She obtained this by seeing Kushina die when she was only 2... but it was unknown till she was 10 and her sharingan awakened automatically in the form of the Mangenkyo Sharingan. She hid the fact that she had the Sharingan up until she left the Akatsuki.  Wood Release: Advent of a World of Flowering Trees:  Taking advantage of the innate properties of Wood Release which allows the user to force trees to grow on any surface in an instant, the user creates a dense forest of flowering trees. The pollen produced by these flowers is then released into the atmosphere and when inhaled, renders any afflicted target unconscious. Wood Realease Secret Technique: Nativity of a World of Trees:  A technique developed by Hashirama Senju, founder of Konohagakure, the user forces trees to grow on any surface, easily creating a dense forest anywhere they choose. A small plant can grow into a forest in an instant. By generating chakra, the user maneuvers it as they see fit for attack and defense; and furthermore, this omnipotent technique even allows them to capture the enemy at the same time. With their tremendous life force, the trees can pierce through earthen walls, and extend their branches at their prey in an instant. Even stating that Konohagakure wouldn't have been established without this technique wouldn't be an exaggeration.Tsukuyomi: Tsukuyomi is noted to be one of the most powerful genjutsu in existence. It is unique to the Uchiha clan and only those who have awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan can perform it. It is said to represent the "Spiritual World and Darkness" (精神界と闇, Seishinkai to Yami), the antipode to Amaterasu — a ninjutsu of similar power.Tsukuyomi requires eye contact to be performed, trapping the target within an illusion completely under the user's control. Itachi's prowess with the technique has allowed him to alter the perception of time with ease within the genjutsu to make a few seconds seem like many days as a means to torture the target. This results in the victim suffering psychological trauma that incapacitates them for a considerable period of time. After Itachi used it on Kakashi in Part I, Kisame was surprised that Kakashi's mind was still intact. Only Tsunade has been shown capable of curing this psychological damage. Susanoo:  Susanoo, also known as the Tempestuous God of Valour, is the third ability granted by the Mangekyō Sharingan to those who awaken the abilities Tsukuyomi — which symbolises the "darkness of the spiritual world" and Amaterasu — which denotes the "light of the material world". It creates a gigantic, humanoid being that surrounds the user. As one of the strongest techniques granted to those that have acquired the Mangekyō Sharingan, it is the user's guardian deity, but at the same time, it consumes the user's life.  Hers is shaped like a leopard. Multiple Wood Release Clone Technique:  This technique is essentially a mass version of the Wood Clone Technique wherein the user forms the clone-oriented hand seal and then, using the pre-existing vegetation in the immediate vicinity as a medium, creates a large number of wood clone. Fire Release: Great Fireball Shower:  Kneading her chakra and then converting it to fire, the user creates a multitude of fireballs at the same time which then rain down on the target causing severe, widespread damage around the field. These fireballs can easily destroy Earth Release-created shelters and even overpower Water Release attacks. Blocking Technique: Absorption Seal:  A highly advanced sealing technique granted by the Preta Path, that is capable of absorbing any chakra, regardless of any shape or nature transformation, and dispersing it within one's body by spinning the chakra within one's body in the opposite direction. As a result, this technique can absorb any ninjutsu based technique, regardless of power, without harming the user. Should the user get close enough to grab the opponent, the barrier can absorb chakra right out of an individual's body, effectively draining them. Amaterasu:  Amaterasu is the highest level Fire Release technique, and is noted to be Itachi Uchiha's strongest ninjutsu which stems from his dōjutsu. It is said to represent the "Material World and Light", the antipode to Tsukuyomi — a genjutsu of similar power and a fellow Mangekyō Sharingan dōjutsu. Use of the technique puts a great deal of strain on the user, usually causing the eyes to bleed.Olivia and Sasuke(Olivia's age here is 14)Olivia and Medeia(Olivias age in this is 15)Olivia at the age of 18 after leaving the Akatsuki

𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵 𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮

11/24/2020 08:06 PM 


1. I don't respond to copy pastas or comments.2. I write novella and completely novella. 3. I am multiship, I don't waste my time on single ship partners anymore.4. I will block you if you harass me, bully me or even and I swear to god this is so petty to believe I have to make this a rule- lie about me to people who don't know me. 5. don't take roleplay seriously. Enjoy it, it's fantasy. 6. Respect everyone on my list, follow my rules or be blocked if you don't follow my rules. 

Blood & Chocolate (MCRP)

11/24/2020 06:13 PM 

Ryona Winsor

Name: Ryona (Pronounced Ree-oh-nah) WinsorAspects: ♌Age: 18Date of Birth: July 30thPlace of Birth: Kingdom of MerciaCurrent Residence: The Kingdom of MerciaSpecies: Human-FaeHair: Golden Blonde with orange endsEyes: Light BrownStatus: AliveSexual Orientation: PansexualParents: Aldrich Lord of Winsor, Adella Lady of Winsor (Mother is the daughter to the Fae King)Siblings: Theon, Ilaria, LysandraChildren: NoneRelationships: Married to Aethelwulf of MerciaOther Family: Alios (Nephew, Son of Theon), Melantha (Niece, Daughter of Theon), Lady Olwenna (Maternal Aunt)Rp Status: Open (historical)Personality: Ryona is a prideful princess, being the middle child and the new queen of Mercia she has a lot to prove. She is confident, Fearless, charismatic and powerful. When dealing with her husband she can become possessive and jealous over him. According to Aethelwulf she can come off as intense, her sisters would call her passionate. She is also known for having the love of the Mercian People and is known as an Affectionate and cheerful queen.

𝒜 𝑅𝑒𝒹 𝑅𝑜𝓈𝑒

11/24/2020 04:37 PM 


*ERO REQUESTS: Since a lot of people are fishing, I'll cut right to the chase; see rule number 3.    1) I've experienced some appaling drama in the past that caused me a lot of hurt. So please, if you're expecting something from me, just tell me straight away so we can clear the air.  2) I will not be using Discord. There are no exceptions to this rule. Using it takes away from my RP experience and it gives me very bad anxiety.3) I'm not interested in any "mature" or erotic content outside of a well thought out story. Further, I won't discuss fetishes or what I "allow" in role plays. Let things develop naturally. It's more immersive that way!4) Para and up please. Personally it's difficult for me to write anything under a few paragraphs, but I'll do my best for those of you who have difficulty with lengthy writing.5) No meta gaming, god modding, or any of that other crap. And that doesn't just go for fighting. It goes for EVERYTHING. 6) I'm not interested in anything romantic or sexual out of character. I'm happily married and I am NOT my character. 7) Unless there is an emergency that needs tending to I will reply to roleplays anywhere between one to two weeks. I'd appreciate the same from others. As for greetings, I will try to respond within a day or two. I'll allow up to a week for others to respnd to my greetings or to greet me after they've added. 8) If you have a tendency to make a scene in the status stream (frequent whining, complaining, blaming, etc.), I'm going to unfriend you. That's it for now I suppose. If I have anything else I need to add here in the future I'll let it be known. Let's have fun!    


11/24/2020 03:11 PM 

Sonya Zwielle brief bio and sample starter

Name: Sonya Zwielle   Age: 29   Heigh: 5'5"   Weight: 179 lbs   Gender: Female   Orientation: Lesbian   Occupation: Bounty hunter/smuggler   Place of Residence: Varnisia   Hair: Red   Eyes: Charcoal Grey   Lost Diadem:  Neil ArmstrongBrief bio:Sonya flunked out of fleet academy her first week there. Her father had insisted that she go and follow in the families footsteps. But she hated the military and everything it stood for after her mother had been KIA. Eventually joining a mercenary group, Sonya took the stars. After a few years under someone else's command, she decided to strike out on her own. Hiring her own crew, Sonya began taking whatever jobs would come her way. Her only rule was to never take a job the went against the Imperial Council. She told her crew that she didnt want that type of heat, but in reality... She couldn't bring herself to do such a disservice to her father. Sample Starter:Sonya pushed out her glass as the android manning the bar passed by her once more. Sighing loudly, as it was the third time it had happened, Sonya smacked her fist on the bar. She couldn’t prove it, but Sonya knew it was doing it on purpose. Slapping a couple credits down on the bar, she stood up and moved away from the bar. The second Sonya had stood up, the android was there collecting the glass and credits. The oddly shaped head of the robot nodded and bowed slightly. “thank you for visiting the Lunar Lady. Please come again.” Sonya just glared at the bartender and stomped off.                   “F***ing rust bucket. Someone should turn you into scrap metal.” Sonya muttered as she hit a couple of buttons on his wrist communicator and sent a message to her crew. Seeing the balance of Imperial credits, Sonya sighed. They needed to find a job soon. Or else Sonya would have to try and get a line of credit from the FHA. And she had loathed doing that last time. Making her way out of the seedy dive bar, Sonya stepped out onto the cold winter night of Segovia Prime. Zipping up her Zargothian lined fur jacket, Sonya began to make her way through the packed streets back towards the docks. She kept her hand in her pockets, right next to her blaster. Being in the poorer district, Sonya had been mugged several times when she came to this bar. But her contact had insisted that they always meet here. So Sonya had no choice.                   As she weaved in and out of the throngs of people, she quickly crossed through the slums and into the shipyard. As she crossed the seemingly invisible line that divided the two districts, Sonya watched as a little Thorinian zipped in between a few cargo workers riding a hover board. As the cargo workers yelled at the little green haired alien, it turned around to yell back. Not paying attention, the Thorinian zipped in front of a maglift. The driver behind the hulking piece of machinery swerved to miss the little man, the mag lift began to tip over. Sonya only had a moment to process all of this as she saw the shadow of the mag lift envelop her. A moment later, she felt someone grab the hood and yank her back as the machine fell right where she had been a moment ago.                   Turning around to see who had grabbed her, Sonya was beyond excited to see her navigator, Orlon. Hopping into the 4 beefy arms of the Conviolon, she squeezed his neck. “You are always saving my hide. Next time it is my turn.” She said as she dropped back down to the ground. Her second in command just smiled and blushed. “ I didn’t know you felt that way about me, Cap’n. I thought you didn’t swing my way. I am flattered… But I don’t think it would be a good idea to fraternize between the crew. I am sorry that I must break your heart.” The brute of a man said in a heavily accented tongue. Sonya just smiled and smacked his arm.                   Sonya looked around as she dusted off the imaginary dirt. “You would be too much for me. I have seen that mammoth. I would rip in half. No thanks… I will stick to my species. And gender.” Checking her pockets, Sonya was pleased that her blaster hadn’t fallen out. Looking at her navigator, the captain side of Sonya kicked in. “The rest of the crew back? We might have a job. And from what my contact said, it was a big one. We just need to go to Ganis IV. There is a Info cube there that will have all the details.” Sonya said with a devilish smile.                   Orlon whistled as he heard Ganis IV. “It must be a big number if you are willing to risk going back there. The crew is back and we are loaded up. I was just coming to find you. Just in case you got mugged… again.” The big man teased as they made their way back across the docks. As the reached Sonya’s ship, a Class-C Avalon dubbed the Varnisia, Sonya climbed up the cargo entrance and closed it behind her. Her crew was already busy making sure everything was secure, so she didn’t bother them as she made her way through the ship and up into the cockpit.                   Turning the ship around and getting out of the shipyard, Sonya deftly missed several other ships as they were not paying attention. Lifting off, she began to break orbit before she turned on her cloaking and decoy. Once she passed Minos Heloc, Segovia Prime’s only moon, Sonya turned on autopilot as she went to do her final checks before going into lightspeed. Unbuckling the harness that kept her strapped in, Sonya smacked the anti-grav at the last minute. Thankfully, she had only risen a few inches out of her seat before she did. Falling back into her seat, she heard a small crash behind her. Turning around, she saw that Orly had unbuckled early and had made his way to her. Standing up, Sonya unzipped her jacket and set it on her seat.                   “It seems we have a small problem, Cap’n. Please follow me.” Orly said as he made his way back through halls, Sonya close behind. Her toned stomach glistened with sweat as the heat rose. The ship had been working overtime lately, and Sonya sorely needed to give it some TLC. Wearing a black sports bra, and a pair of cargo pants, Sonya was probably the least dressed of her crew. It came from being human. The rest of her crew came from temperatures much hotter than this, and considered the ship freezing.                   As they made their way down to the storage shed, Orlon handed Sonya a spare blaster. Cursing herself for forgetting it in her jacket once again, Sonya accepted it with a small blush and a grunt. Orly held one finger up to his mouth as he pointed at the stray container that wasn’t one of theirs. Turning the safety off of her blaster, Sonya walked up to the box. Wrenching the lid off, Sonya shoved the blaster into the face of the person that was hiding in there. “Who do you think you are, stowing away on my ship? Give me one good reason I shouldn’t blast your head clean off?” Sonya growled as her crew closed in around her.   ​​​ ​​​​


11/24/2020 02:50 PM 

Kevon Delior brief bio and sample starter

Name: Kevon Delior   Age: 19   Heigh: 6'6"   Weight: 230   Gender: Male   Orientation: Bisexual   Occupation: Student  Place of Residence: Feladrin   Hair: Blonde   Eyes: Sapphire   Lost Diadem:  MerlinBrief Bio:Kevon's parent were extremely well trained mercenaries. They protected caravans, foreign dignitaries, and even a princess a time or two. One of their biggest claims was that they brought their son, Kevon with them. They were so confident that they could protect anyone, they bet their only son's life on it. Eventually, by the time Kevon was 17, they had made enough money to retire. Picking a tiny little village on the edge of the country, Kevon's parent chose Feladrin. When Kevon turned 18, a letter came asking his parents to come help the king in a private sojourn across the country. The amount of money that was being offered was too good to pass up. But the local wizard Virgil had taken Kevon as a protege, and his parents didnt want to stop his studies. So his parents left him at home. Sample Starter:_Kevon grinned like a mad dog as his blade danced savagely as he raced around the caravan. His mother and father were injured and he was holding back the bandits single handedly. As he vivisected one of them with a savage leap and pushed the carcass on the ground, Kevon turned to look at the remaining brigands…_                   THUD!!!                   A book slammed down in front of Kevon, snapping him out of his daydream and rushing him back to reality. Startled, Kevon looked up at the old Wizard Virgil and was barely able to hold in his groan. Virgil gave him a critical eye and cleared his throat. Sighing, Kevon sat up straighter in his old wooden stool and opened the dusty old tome. Virgil took the only other stool in this ramshackle cottage. The shabby, dirty, dilapidated shack reeked of Bachelorhood. Not to mention old feet, at least to Kevon. As Virgil got comfortable, the mage reached into his robes and pulled out a small, glassy river rock and placed it in front of the book between the two of them. “You know what to do.” Was all the old man said as he stroked his snow white beard that he had tucked into his belt.                   Kevon sighed as he found the bookmark. Opening up to the proper incantation, Kevon began to mutter it and follow along with his finger. Even though he had tried this so much that he had already memorized the spell, Virgil insisted that memorization was nothing when he could follow the proper way to cast a spell. As he finished the reciting, Kevon narrowed his vision until he could only see the pebble. Focusing on it moving, he reached deep inside of himself to the well of energy that Virgil had shown him was there. Pulling it out slowly, he tried to get the pebble to rise.                   After a few moments, the rock began to wobble back and forth. It rocked up to rest on its side before, ever so slowly lifting off the table. Beads of sweat appeared on Kevon’s forehead as he focused harder. Inch by inch, the stone rose higher and higher until it was resting at eye level for both men. Then it clattered to the table as Grimal, Virgil’s cat, hopped into Kevon’s lap. There was an audible Pop! As the magic from his spell dissipated, no longer having a focus to direct it. Kevon cursed and pushed the cat back down onto the ground.                   Virgil watched the entire debacle without moving a muscle. When the rock clattered to the table, a bony white claw snatched out and grabbed it before it disappeared into his robes once again. “Sloppy. Very sloppy. Do you think that when you are working a spell on the battlefield, that your commander is going to understand that your spell failed because a cat jumped in your lap? Do you think your Customers will still pay you if you couldn’t focus and ended up not protecting them from a bandit attack? No, I think not.” Virgil chided as he stood up and grabbed the book off the table. Looking at Kevon’s glower, the old man said as he shook his head. There was no point in trying to talk to him right now. He wasn’t going to hear it. Pointing to a worn basket, Virgil sighed. “Go collect Knousecaps. We ran out yesterday and I am going to need them for something I am working on.”                   Kevon didn’t need to be told twice. Grabbing the wicker basket, Kevon slipped on his buckskin boots that his Father had help him make two years ago. He knew he should probably throw them out, because they were getting quite snug… But Kevon could not do it. As he raced through the village, a thousand thoughts raced through Kevon’s head. He could feel eyes on him the entire time as he passed through the square. Wishing everyone would just leave him alone; Kevon disappeared into the tree line right as the sun started its descent.                   Once inside the safe haven of the monolithic trees that had made his parent choose this town to retire to, Kevon tossed the basket down at the base of one of the trunks. The Feladrin Forest was infamous for being full of odd monsters that stalked between the unearthly trees. Most of the village wouldn’t step foot in here, so Kevon ended up here often. To get away from everyone. Picking up a fallen branch, the sapphire eyed protégé quickly tore off all the small leaves and other branches. Before long, he began to brandish it like a sword. Walking through the exercises his mother had taught him, Kevon once again slipped into the daydream that had been interrupted by his mentor earlier.                   Several hours had passed and night had begun already. A full moon bled through the canopy down onto him, Kevon fell down onto the soft mossy forest floor. Drenched in sweat, Kevon closed his eyes as he let his heartbeat resume its normal pace. Knowing he had to collect those blasted mushrooms, Kevon stood up and collected his basket. Making his way through the trees, he quickly collected a basketful. As he delved deeper into the dark forest, the hairs on the back of his neck began to prickle. As he was on his way back towards the village, Kevon swore he saw something dart between trees out of the corner of his eyes. Drawing his pocket knife, Kevon sat down the basket slowly. Making no sudden movements, he began to make his way to where he saw the shadow. “hello? Is there anybody out there? Helloooo?” Kevon called out. He knew that no wild animal of any consequence to hurt him, and anything that was out there should be scared away by his voice. If not… Well, Kevon had to hope that whatever… whoever was behind the trees was friendly. Kevon reached the place where he had seen the movement and jumped around the tree. Nothing was there. Neck still prickling, Kevon slowly looked around warily. Wondering what he had seen, Kevon sheathed his blade and walked back to his basket.    


11/24/2020 02:29 PM 

Geneva's Story and Bio

Name: Geneva   Age: 1200   Heigh: 6'2"   Weight: 195   Gender: Female   Orientation: Pansexual Occupation: Enforcer   Place of Residence: London   Hair: Black and Red   Eyes: Chocolate brown (occasionally Red)    Lost Diadem:  LillithBrief Bio: Geneva was born in Paris on the same day the Charlemagne became the Holy Roman Emperor. She grew up the daughter of a farmer. Her family was poor, and so they sent Geneva to a cloister. So Geneva grew up a nun of the Good Sisters Katherine's cloister of God. Growing up her entire life devoted to spreading the word of the Holy Spirit, she was eventually sent on a mission to help a nearby cloister when they had a few deaths. When she arrived, she met a mysterious figure at the entrance to the cloister. The next thing she remembered was waking up in a bath of blood. The mysterious figure was gone. And Geneva had been... Changed. She had been turned. Eventually as the years dragged by, Geneva learned to control her new found powers. Around the 1400's, she was approached by the Lords of Night to become their enforcer and help them keep the world ignorant of the existence of vampires. Sample starter. (This is only going to be used if you want to try novella rp.) :Geneva pushed the man roughly up against the front door. Pressing her lips to his, she quickly overpowered him and took control of the evening. She had wanted to waste a few hours until her appointment, and had decided to go out for a snack. 2 hours later, she had ended up at this mans apartment. He had a cheesy pickup line and it made Geneva giggle. 15 minutes after the first drink, he was inviting her back to his place.     The studio apartment gave away his bachelorhood. Everything is functional. On the coffee table is a wrench set and a new set of wheels for a longboard under a small mountain of pizza boxes. Under the oaken centerpiece of the room is a pack of beer. It was clear that he didn't know one end of a vacuum cleaner from the other. His bed was heaped with dirty clothes. Thankfully, the couch was clean. A pillow laid at one end, indicating that it probably served as his bed more often than not.     Geneva took all this in am instant, and smiled to herself as she grabbed the top of his silk black button up shirt and ripped all the buttons off as she stripped it off of him. She had chosen correctly. The man was a loner. He didnt have family over. He was definitely alone. No one would miss him. Geneva broke off the kiss as looked into his eyes with her own deep dark chocolate irises. "Dont get too many visitors, do you?" She whispered into his ear as she nibbled on it gently "Do you have something to eat.... I am famished!" She whispered as she tossed the ripped rags aside.    Her amber painted nails dragged down his chest slowly; leaving ten little red lines as she reached his belt. Grabbing it, Geneva unfastened it and used it as reins to pull the intoxicated hunk she had picked up from the bar towards his couch. Pushing him down onto the couch, she kept a hold of his belt and was met with the satisfying sound of the leather snapping against the fabric of his midnight black demin jeans. Geneva folded it in her hands and snapped it with a wink. The man sat there enthralled, although immediately starting to fumble his pants off as the belt hitting the floor was some kind of alarm.    His attention was soon diverted however, as Geneva slowly slid one of her shoulder straps off; the other quickly followed. She lifted her hands through her deep auburn locks and into the air. He long, lithe fingers reached to the side of the slinky deep ruby red cocktail dress. Grabbing onto the zipper, Geneva winked at the man once again as she unzipped it. As it pooled around her ankles, she stood there in a pair of deliciously sinful red lace panties slither down her thick thighs and her luscious legs. As she peeled off the sheer garments over her glittering red stilettos, she deftly unlaced them and stepped down into her natural 5'6” stature. By the time the show was finished, the man sat there slackjawed; his pants half off and his excitement betraying him.    Geneva bent over low, holding her 38DDD breasts in one arm. As she helped him slide his pants off as well as his emerald green silk boxers, her supple breasts brushed against his leg; her thick and yet toned ass was visible to her victim as well. Once Geneva was done helping him out of the remainder of his clothes, she straddled him viciously; pinning his hands under her thick thighs.    As Geneva tool control the situation, it was clear that the man was clearly so far into the throes of ecstasy that he was having troubles breathing. His eyes rolled in perfect harmony as she plunged his manhood into her over and over. The mindless hunk that Geneva had lured back to his place tensed and moaned loudly.    A smile broke out across Geneva's face. It was at that moment she struck. Like a cobra, Geneva lunged down. Her teeth elongated into dagger tipped fangs as they plunged into the man's jugular. Sliding up, her canines slid free of his skin as geysers of blood coated her as she gasped in her own pleasures. The mans choked screams as he tried to move and cover his wound. Her glistening white fangs plunged into his neck once more. Geneva began to drink eagerly. As she drained the man of his lifeforce, she took her own pleasures. Draining the last drop, she stood up from her straddled position as she wiped her lips off. "Thank you for the meal. Sorry, I was a tad more hungry than I thought." She said as her eyes slowly turned blood red.    Geneva ran her hands through the scarlet raindrops of blood that had speckled her naked form in thick droplets. Looking down at the rapidly cooling body of the sap that she had seduced, she chuckled as she licked her hands clean daintily. Geneva collected her clothes walking towards the bathroom. Looking back at the corpse once more, Geneva snapped her fingers and watched in satisfaction as the body started to crumble into dust.    Walking into the bathroom, Geneva quickly turned on the dingy standing shower in the corner. The pipes above began to rumble as naked showerhead began to growl to life. Water began to sporadically sputter out burst of water as it warmed up. Before too long, the room started to steam as the water had finally warmed up. Stepping under the torrential spray, Geneva sighed as she cleaned herself of all the blood. She always ended up playing with her food and getting messy.    Geneva quickly finished cleaning herself off. She hopped out of the shower and briskly rinsed herself off as she fished out her sleek black phone out of her compact. Geneva smiled even wider as she realized she had finished her meal right in time. Slinking back into her evening gown, Geneva decides to forego her panties; Stuffing them into her black compact instead. Geneva took a moment to freshen up her makeup and tousle her hair before she slid back on her blood soaked heels and left the studio.    Walking down the cool autumn streets of New York City, Geneva sighed. She disliked New York, And Hell's Kitchen especially. She hadn't been to the city since the 60's and didnt want to be here now. But she wanted some information. And the only person she knew that would have it was Papa Midnight. And he never left the Fairytale Lounge. Geneva hoped he would be able to tell her where... He was. So she made her way down to 48th street. She could hear the club long before seeing it. Geneva could smell it soon after that. A safe haven for all sorts of supernatural beings and beasts, the Fairytale Lounge radiated power. Geneva took a heady deep breath in as she had forgotten how intoxicating that scent was.    Geneva hurried inside and made her way up the marble staircase. Two men stood in front of a pair of massively ornate doors. The guards were identical in every way. To their velvety smooth chocolate skin, the military haircuts down to the same color custom made Italian suits. The Desert eagles that were strapped to each of their sides even matched. the guard on the right held up a hand as the other reached into his pocket and pulled out a single card. Holding up a vantablack card back to her, the guard raised an eyebrow up from under his sunglasses. "A dove flying in front of a moon over a field of starflowers." Geneva described the illustration on the other side of the card perfectly.    The two men stepped aside as the doors slid open of their own volition. Geneva nodded at each of them as she stepped into the dark interior of the Lounge. Neon and ultraviolet light gave everything an ethereal quality as her dress began to twinkle like a starry sky. her red irises glittered like rubies. Walking through the quiet crowds of fae, skinwalkers, witches, fairies and other supernatural creatures, they all turned their attention to Geneva. She strutted herself across the dance floor and over to Papa Midnight's office.    Geneva stepped inside and closed the door behind her. Looking over the dimly shaded room, she saw Papa Midnight. His black snakeskin leather cowboy boots propped up on his desk. His pristine white cowboy covering his face. Standing up with a flourish, he pulled the hat away and stared at Geneva with a smile and a bow. "Geneva, my love! My Dearest! It has been too long! My heart has weeped for you! Too many women have tried to fill the hole you left all those yeara ago!" Midnight looked up at Geneva between his theatrics. His cocoa colored skin wrinkled around his eyes in merry laughter as he teased his old friend.    Standing up straight, Papa Midnight slid his cowboy hat back on as he sat back down. Rubbing his goatee softly, he poured the a pair of glasses with an aged Jameson. Offering one to Geneva, Midnight took a deep drink. "I know why you are here. I have some thoughts. And maybe a bit of information, but its not going to come cheap. I need some help." Papa midnight said, getting more serious as he settled into business mode.    Geneva smiled and nodded as she took a seat across from his desk. Grabbing the drink, she leaned back as she crossed her legs with exaggerated care; giving Papa Midnight a glance at her "forgotten" underwear. Geneva winked at her old friend as she took a drink. "I wouldn't be here if I didnt expect it to cost me something. What is it you need from the likes of me however?" Geneva purred as she finished her drink in one long draught. Sighing as she admired the crystal of the glass, Geneva smiled and saluted him with her glass. "Perfect way to top off my snack earlier, thank you."   "Well, there is two things I need you to look into. The first, and the main payment of the arrangement... There is a rogue vampire on the loose. He is not cleaning up after himself. And making it very unpleasant for the other supernatural. The police haven't caught on yet, thankfully; they still think its a serial killer. But one or two more bodies... They will figure it out."   Geneva nodded. She had been almost certain that he would need her to clean up after a vampire. After all, it was what she was suited for. Setting her glass down on the glass table next to her, Geneva pulled out her phone. "I will need a bit of help on that one."   Papa midnight only chuckled and nodded. "Of course. Thats the second part. And also the part you are really going to enjoy. You are looking for... Him after all, arent you? Well... There is only one person I know that has any relevant info on your quarry. Just promise to play nice." Papa Midnight said as there was a knock on the door. "Ahh... Thats them now."    

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11/23/2020 07:31 PM 

Rules n whateverrrr

General -19 y/o!! 18+ themes welcomed happily (from NSFW, triggering themes or topics, horror/gore etc. Open to discussing kinks if that's being involved!) I tend to match post length, though I stay within at least a paragraph+ range. Literate writer, 3rd person POV. In character greetings are definitely welcomed, though I'm totally fine with discussions as well. Discord available!! Personally, pretty much nothing bothers me when writing, so I'm open to generally any topic or themes! I have few limits, don't be shy to ask in case!!but yeah,, that's about it!! Osan specific -Caught up entirely with s3 so far!! I'll avoid spoiling anything though.Really, the only thing worth mentioning is anything in regards to BLMatsu. I'm not against it, and it's not something that absolutely has to be included, but if it is I'm most comfortable with KaraIchi or OsoIchi. It'd be appreciated if those were stuck to, thanks! profile picture by blacklimes on tumblr!

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