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frank RPER
Hi I am Frank as many of you know I started here yesterday and i wanted to make a blog.I am not what you think I am,I am a person with a lot of problems.I am not the one to bitch and that is not what im doing.I am helping my own self out by talking about it because it makes me feel better so I wright it it's easier that way (well for me it is). Well when i was young my mom and dad got divorce i never knew why and honestly I dont want to know,and well it wasn't the best thing that happened to me.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         I want to hear your problems because you not the only one if you think you are because well every persons life is fucked up in some way,and if your literally saying "my life is not fucked up what is this dude talking about" your lying to your own self.Everybody's life is fucked up your just not looking hard enough if you think your life is perfect.Nobody's life is perfect that is what makes people not dull and boring,because if we where all the same it would be really boring.But anyways tell whats fucked up in your life because if you have something to tell your the one that is not boring.So dont be boring and be the weird one because the weird one has the most character.         
frank Yesterday, 11:05PM
Xaivyer Nekokitsunexane Humphrey RPER
//MAJOR WARNING, THIS CHARACTER FEATURES ELEMENTS OF AN ABUSIVE PAST, IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO SUCH MATERIALS, DO NOT CONTINUE READING//



















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With all due respect, do you know what it's like to sit on the side of the road, and have to fight back tears of anger because you can't tell your own feelings from your drunken and abusive father? Do you know what it's like to feel the bullet spinning in someone else's fucking skull as they get shot in the head? *Violet starts this out softly with her head lowered. Her body trembles as she speaks.*
Do you know what it's like to go to school in bandages, feeling the disgust in your classmates when they look at you, and knowing that they can't decide if they're disgusted at you for being so fucking weak that you can't stand up for yourself, or that you get beaten _every other day?_ *This is said louder, as Violet's emotions rise up.*
Do you know what it's like to squirm on the floor, gasping for breath and clawing at your throat while someone across the street hangs themselves in the garage? *She looks up as she says this one.*
Do you know what it's like having to stare at your own skin to remind yourself that that's your next door neighbor putting their own IV needle in because they can't afford to pay a nurse to administer their medications? Do you know what it's like to wake up screaming in pain because some kid got run over in a back alley nearby and broke their legs? *There are tears in her eyes at this point.*
DO YOU KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE UNABLE TO EVEN GO NEAR A HOSPITAL WITHOUT FALLING UNCONSCIOUS AND BEING DECLARED BRAINDEAD? OR BEING UNABLE TO LOOK AT A KNIFE BECAUSE OF THE KIDS IN HIGHSCHOOL WHO WOULD CUT THEMSELVES IN THE BATHROOMS? What do you know of going through hell? *Violet's voice cracks as her tears fall down her cheeks.*
At least you can remember the difference between your feelings and those of the people around you. *Her voice wavers as she spits out the last bit.*
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{Name}
Violet Marie Knight

{Age}
13

{Aliases}
Vi

{Titles}
None

{Birthplace}
Unclear, though based on the heavy prejudices she has met, likely a region where religion is twisted to justify extreme bigotry.

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•\Physical Information\•
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{Species}
Human.

{Looks & Physique}
Violet is a small individual, typically prepubescent in appearance. She stands at around four feet and six inches, with short hair dyed bright pink. Her face is soft, despite her hardships, with round violet eyes, a small nose, and a pair of fine lips. Her body is bony and leaves most clothes hanging loose around her. Her pale white skin is often covered in bruises in deep purple and black.

{Sex}
Female

{Blood Type}
B+

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•\Mental Details\•
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{Mental Stability}
Sound, however there are deep emotional scars caused by her parentage and the people around her.

{Conditions}
Empathic Deorientation Disorder. This is an unofficial Disorder, that many physicians and psychiatrists call a joke and refuse to acknowledge. Essentially the condition makes it so that she feels what people around her feel, often to such a degree that she can't tell her own feelings from those of the people around her.

{Philosophy}
Violet's philosophy is simple. Stay out of people's ways. Only help if asked, but always be just on the edge where she can be asked anyways.

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•\Religious Belief\•
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{Worshipping}
Shockingly, Violet is Agnostic, but leans Athiest. She doesn't know what to believe, but no faith has ever been able to justify why so many people suffer just around her, or why she has to suffer because of it.

{Hating}
Violet is not a hateful person in any way. She'd sooner forget someone entirely than hold a grudge.

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{Alignment}
Neutral Good.

{Code & Rules}
Violet keeps to herself most of the time. She seldom speaks, as she's all too aware that her words can potentially hurt herself by hurting others.

{Vices}
Violet enjoys climbing things. The taller, the better. She frequently climbs a cathedral near her "home."

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•\Social Attributes\•
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{Public Image}
Publicly, Violet is the quiet girl who never wants to go home. Where she was raised, few people cared enough to help her, and even then it never lasted.

{Relations}
Violet's only known blood relative was her mother. Unfortunately, her mother died on someone's doorsteps. The man who discovered the two decided to adopt the child, Violet.

{Rivalries}
At home, she is ever at odds with her adoptive father. She doesn't see him as a father, unfortunately.

{Guilds}
None.

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{Demeanor}
Violet's demeanor is quiet and shy. She doesn't like to put herself out there, likely a byproduct of her Father's behavior.

{Nature}
Deep down, Violet is a very sweet and kind girl. She would gladly put herself out there to talk someone out of a bad spot, even a total stranger.

{Merits}
Again, she's a very sweet girl, yet mature at the same time.

{Flaws}
Her biggest flaw is that she can't forgive easily. She will never hold a grudge, but if you hurt her somehow, you will get left behind and never quite trusted again. She's also very slow to trust people to begin with, unless under extreme circumstances.

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•\Arcane Lore\•
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{Magic Schools}
Violet has basic healing and protection magic schools.

{Spells}
Cure Light/Moderate Wound
Forceful Palm (See D&D)
Clenched Fist (See D&D)
Stoneskin.
Regeneration (targeted).

{Blessings}
None

{Curses}
It could be debated that her empathic condition is a curse, and on many days, she sees it as such.

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{Tools & Weapons}
Violet cannot wield weapons or fight.

{Apparel & Armor}
On a typical day, Violet wears a light shirt with long sleeves and a pair of pants, either jeans or slacks. Her choice of colors is typically subdued, soft blues and pinks that blend in with everyone else. Her shoes are pretty worn down and falling apart. Their original color is indiscernible.

{Misc. Items}
Her clothes have been chosen specifically to cover up any cuts or bruises she may or may not have gotten.

{Trinkets}
Violet wears a small locket with a picture of her biological mother and who she assumes is her father inside. The pictures are too small to make out enough features for a search for the man.

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•\Class Information\•
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{Class}
Child/Healer

{Profession}
Child

{Major Skills}
Using her enhanced perception of emotions to help people.

{Minor Skills}
Healing and protection magic.

{Specialization}
None yet.

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•\Biography\•
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As previously mentioned, Violet was born days before her mother died, and was adopted on the doorstep of her current father. He raised her gently for a few years before his wife passed away. Shortly after that, around Violet's fourth birthday, he began drinking, a lot, and he would get very mean. Within a week, his abuse escalated to beatings. Despite that, he still saw to her going to school and being cared for. He'd always apologize and treat her bruises and scrapes. Her first day of school was as you'd expect of a girl as shy as her. She kept to herself, kept the week old bruises hidden, and managed to make it through the first week. Shortly afterwards, however, her beatings would escalate in frequency. Eventually, she wound up with fresh bruises every other day. Luckily, she's a bright girl, so her grades remained stable, and her father had enough restraint that he never struck her face or broke her bones.

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•\Other\•
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{Themes}
(Undetermined? I'm still working on her and a nicer ending for her.)
Xaivyer Nekokitsunexane Humphrey RPER
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"Hey mom. It's me again, the younger twin. Talvek and I miss you so much. Oh, and we both got jobs at that new church you were so excited about! And they're as great as you made them out to be. I'm training to become a Knight in the service of the Lords, and Taly is becoming a priestess there. I think she also has her eyes on a certain someone, but she won't tell me..."
_Sheanna, to her deceased mother._
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{Name}
Sheanna Arishvan.

{Age}
26

{Aliases}
"Shem."

{Titles}
Holy Knight of the Daemonic Church, Black Temple.
The Angel of Death.
The Good Witch's Cat.

{Birthplace}
Unclear, records lost, memory forgotten. It is believed based on her views on demonology and the supernatural that her life coincides with the reign of King Solomon.
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•\Physical Information\•
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{Species}
Memories of a human.

{Looks & Physique}
True to her origin, appears as a young human girl with long, thick blonde hair that reaches down to her shoulder blades. This hair frames a pleasant face with well defined features for her youth, including a smaller nose, rounded blue eyes as deep as the oceans she remembers, and soft lips that form a contagious smile with ease.
As for the rest of her body, she is remarkably fit, easily fitting the "athletic" look, while still possessing enough curves to be considered feminine and attractive. Most notable about her body is the tattoos. These include a pentagram on her left hip, the star pointed up towards her shoulder in the Wiccan alignment, a raven underbust, size accurate femurs on her thighs, and mechanical raven wings on her shoulder blades. These tattoos, however, are typically covered, whether by clothes or armor, and to be considered a great privilege if revealed to anyone.

{Sex}
Female

{Blood Type}
O+
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•\Mental Details\•
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{Mental Stability}
Sheanna is of debatable mental stability. Some say not for being part of a church that acknowledges and embraces the unholy as necessary parts of life, while anyone who knows her understands how she came to accept said philosophy.

{Conditions}
She does not appear to suffer from any mental conditions aside from a case of ptsd and heartbreak.

{Philosophy}
All things in life are necessary, good and bad. There is no such thing as a perfectly happy life, and one cannot get by without ever crying or frowning in their life, though smiles and laughter are always encouraged.
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{Worshipping}
Sheanna's beliefs are complicated. First, there are seven god and/or goddesses. Harmony and Chaos, Peace, War, Nature, Crafts, and Death. Then there's the daemons, the unholy, yet they are not spurned. In fact, they are considered to be wiser than the angels, and a necessary part of maintaining the balances of all things.

{Hating}
Sheanna bears no open hatred towards any individual, concept, or deity, even if a follower of the latter should threaten her life in any way.
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{Alignment}
Chaotic Good.

{Code & Rules}
Sheanna prefers not to get involved in other people's problems, good or bad, unless said problems affect her in detrimental ways. Should she be threatened or otherwise put in harms way, however, she is flexible and willing to be either intimidating, violent, persuasive, or peaceable as the situation requires.

{Vices}
She takes great pleasure in learning other people's vices to gain advantages in social situations.
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•\Social Attributes\•
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{Public Image}
In public, Sheanna is a modest woman with an odd skill with a blade for the time period she is from. However, as a memory, she has little to no presence on the physical planes of reality.

{Relations}
Sheanna had a father and a twin sister that she recalls. Her father's name is forgotten, and her mother passed away when she was very little, but her sister she remembers clearly. They were almost identical twins, her sister having been born first and named Talvek Arishvan.


{Rivalries}
Her main rivalry is in fact a sibling rivalry between her and her twin sister.

{House}
Arishvan
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{Demeanor}
Sheanna is a pleasant and easygoing individual.

{Nature}
She typically finds a silver lining in just about everything, another surprise from a young adult like her.

{Merits}
High intelligence, perseverance, and natural talent make up her merits.

{Flaws}
She's easily frightened, though not in the "eek, a ghost!" way at all, and typically reacts violently to such situations.

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•\Arcane Lore\•
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{Magic Schools}
Sensory/Perception
Elemental
Binding
Summoning
Creation
Entropy
Conjuration

{Spells}
Various illusions of varying levels as needed.
Mastered manipulation of the four Greek elements plus light and shadow.
Seals of varying strengths and difficulty as needed
Capable of summoning and commanding Mhara class Daemons, considered to be the top class of daemons.
Various healing magics, including a passive aura that grants active regeneration.
She is capable of casting miasmas and reanimating corpses.
And lastly she can scry and confer holy blessings onto others.

{Blessings}
As a Knight of her church, she carries various blessings from each god and goddess. This medley renders her effectively immune to curses such as vampirism and lycanthropy.

{Curses}
None
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{Tools & Weapons}
Sheanna's weapons are quite simple, really. Three long knives, two single edged short blades, and a plain dual edged long sword of the hand and a half variety. There are also throwing knives and a pair of chain sickles with folding blades.

{Apparel & Armor}
Sheanna keeps her armor light for a night. Studded leather is tucked neatly under a light cloak in midnight purple. The armor is quite plain, bearing only a mark resembling the alchemical symbols for sun and moon as well as a pentagram identical to her tattoo on her hip. Her various blades are cleverly arranged around the armor so that only the long sword pokes out of the cloak at any given time.

{Misc. Items}
Sheanna's eyes are actually multi-colored. By default they are a blue so deep people drown in her eyes instead of getting lost in them, but she finds something that she feels passionate about, they change to a fiery amber, like a little flame ignited in her eyes.

{Trinkets}
She carries a ring that belonged to her mother on a chain around her neck.
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•\Class Information\•
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{Class}
Knight/Rogue

{Profession}
Knight

{Major Skills}
Swordplay, stealth, and magic are her primary skills in order.

{Minor Skills}
Sleight of hand tricks are within her many talents, as is painting of all things.

{Specialization}
Dueling is her primary specialty. Challenge her to a fair sword fight, and you should expect to take a clean hit at least once, regardless of the terms.
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Sheanna was born the youngest of two girls by mere minutes in a distant past. From there she grew up quite well despite rampant poverty. When she turned three, however, her mother passed away. This would be her earliest memory from that point on, and it does largely shape who she becomes from then on. Her father would then become an alcoholic, and she and her sister would often find themselves outside, playing swords like boys. Sheanna frequently found herself bested by Talvek in these play fights, yet she continued to play with her. These games would continue until the girls' thirteenth birthday, when they met a young Daemon by the name of Noveck. He was an acquaintance of their mother, and recognized the girls right away, so he offered them both places in a temple devoted to many gods in defiance of the monotheistic practice that was popular at the time. The girls accepted, naturally, and over the next ten years trained for their respective positions. Once completed, Sheanna was formally knighted by the High Priestess of the Church, and her sister became a priestess herself who would then advance her position easily. As a Knight, Sheanna met someone who she took a fancy to, a young Daemon. The two got married later on, Sheanna taking the Daemon's name, Garrone. Towards her later years, the two would become separated and eventually get their marriage annulled. Ten uneventful years later, Sheanna died in a battle of obscure details, likely involving high Daemons trying to conquer the world. Her body was never given a proper burial.

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{Themes}
Main: Buried Alive, A7X
Combat: Megalomaniac, KMFDM
˙·٠•●♥Jibs~is~a~Markiplite♥●•٠·˙ RPER
http://www.roleplaysocial.net/forum/topic/jibs-irene-clockwork


Its pretty lame but there it is I guess

Mr.Jack
The faint cry of a child is locked in a grocery store in the 4094 AA.(after apocalypse) he is looking for food and water appears to be alone in the faint heart of what i believed was called....umarika...it sounds very strange what it was once called but i think it was spelled....U.M.A.R.I.K.A ive found the oldest discovery the other day a CD that had a guitar on it and the name was johnny cash.Ive forgotten what its like to have a name or even what my name was...have i ever even been named? No so i chose johnny cash.The boy got locked in the closet it appears to have a push broom in between the double door but who would be so mean to lock this poor boy in?i went over to the closed closet and opened it.The boy was frightened by my appearence.So i took off my gas mask for the first time in two days.i found it in a tomb that read Mr. the rest was scratched off.the kid was amazed at my white hair.he said you are....and then passed out in shock im guessing. i put the over sized gas mask on top of the boys face he was dirty and was wearing a leather jacket i felt his pulse and he was terrorized.i carried him to the passenger seat of my truck.So i put the cd inside the player it started playing hurt.The boy woke up and i turned it off and he said sir whats going on were is everyone.Kid what do you mean?i remember it all when it happened 2025 BA (before apocalypse).The horror the tragedy the men getting slaughtered in front of their children the god crying because of the failures of his creations the devil being proud of what the earth has done to earn their way down to hell then he fell back asleep.I am terrified i took him back to my log cabin.I built myself.I walk in the door...to be accompanied by my son and wife.John...?yes..why is your hair growing white?my hair isnt growing white..yes it is! my son shreiked.i looked into my half broken mirror.it...is......Marrie?John? we looked at eachother..John....who is the boy in the car.....a boy i found and saved in a grocery store.were in hell did you get that gas mask....i found it in a tomb it said mr on it and....Marrrie's eyes widened in shock and she dropped her mug she quivered...get rid of it...why whats wrong whats going on?you havent heard the legend of the crow have you...?no marrie what is going on....?how many crows have you seen i seen dozens of them following...She said below her voice..oh my god...
Mr.Jack Mar 19
Mr.Jack
so my character i made from a song called total paranoia by serj tankian it said "such a wind through his white hair such a grin on his face" this gave me an idea to make my own fantasy/mystery character called mr jack.i am eventually going to write the story about him but first i am going to throw out my typical ideas like project 17,dragon's heart,the red hand man,The requiem,Living to die,and the children of mr jack series so far these are ideas.I am only 14 and just started this site so don't judge meh if i do something that obviously looks fucking retarded,just correct me if i do something odd
Mr.Jack Mar 18
Eilem Anora Avani Oni RPER
Once a in peaceful and ageless time the gods of old where one until a war divided them. This was done by the deity of the realms Galliano. Galiano was the first abject about the realms and why the creation of time and many more races had to become. He warned that if the God's where to bring time and other beings into existence the balance of power and life would bring and unique yet flawed attbuite to the gods, yet very well indeed the gods keeped to their plans. And so it was done by Dita the deity of time and Gugino the deity of forms .

The gods did not listen to Galiano calling him a simple fool of the realms and striped him of his deity powers condemning to wander through the realms he so loved, until one day he came to be in the realm of the gods knowing that the gods where busy with their celebration as their will had become complete Galiano snuck into the land of eons and killed the gods beloved deities Kryhais and Eilatonly to seal his fate and bringing everlasting war within all the gods. As rhetoric the god of deities was slain. I was brought into existence and given the powers of darkness torn from the hearts of the gods so that no other God would ever again be destroyed. ~continues~

(now the truth) after returning to the realm of the old gods he had seen that what once was shall never be again, the old gods war had taken an unforseen toll. Walking threw the rubble and ashes of the realm he called out to the Gods in their language (Sanskrit) षोव् थ्य्न् सेल्f म्य् गोद्स् fओर् योउ दर्क्नेस्स् - अलभ्यम्, yet there was now answers that came to be nothing but silence fell, until he had reached their castle...ओने व्हो इस् च्रेअतेद् हेअर् - अलभ्यम्अन्द् ओने व्होम् चन् हेअर् अस्त् वेल्ल् अस्त् स्पेअक् - अलभ्यम् रेचेइवे ओउर् विल्ल् अन्द् पोवेर् दिविनेल्य् योउ - अलभ्यम्. with such words he became and forever shall beएतेर्नल् ळिfए ठे एल्देस्त् Gओद् ओf आल्ल् - अलभ्यम्. (Eternal Life The Eldest God of All)

Eilem Anora Avani Oni Mar 18 · Rate: 4 · Comments: 1
Yami Neko ANIME
I am already taken so plz stop sending my request to date plz


SpideyPool Shipper RPER
Hey my name is Tony and I am looking for people that are:

Descriptive

Active

Roleplays marvel Ships



Here are some of the ships that I roleplay:


Spideypool (Peter Parker x Wade Wilson)


Stony (Steve Rogers x Tony Stark)


Superfamily (Steve Rogers x Tony Stark AND Peter Parker x Wade Wilson)


IronWinter (Bucky Barnes x Tony Stark)


Tepper (Tony Stark x Pepper Potts)


That is the list for now. Please comment if you would like a list of my fandoms and if you roleplay any of the ships that I have listed above. Thanks for listening!


ThatRandomGurl RPER

"When winter comes... You'll hear no lions roar... No stags grazing the fields... No roses growing in the meadows... No snakes in the sand... The krakens will freeze where they swim... The flayed men will rot and wither... No trouts swimming in the river and no falcons flying in the air... Not even the dragons breath will warm you in your halls. Only the wolfs howl in the night... Winter is coming."


name:Luna Greyheart

age:22

height:5,2

weight:254 lbs

muscular build

race: shapeshifter

sexual orientation: bisexual


She had a what most would say (and yes this may be generic for most of your characters with a harsh upbringing) harsh upbringing having to watch both of her parents die in front of her for what they were shapeshifters were hated were she lived being tried and found guilty of being one was punishable by death only to escape her herself from death she ran into the woods after seemingly days of running she gave out her body quiting entirely she was unable to move she lacked the energy to do so at this point she was taken in and raised by wolves where she discovered her shapeshifting abilitys and used them to help the pack endure and survive through the years (the rest I will keep secret so I have some unkown qualitys to this character) currently she lives in a village called hammerfall far from the old forest she works as an innkeeper and the  Moonlit Guardians Inn

˙·٠•●♥Jibs~is~a~Markiplite♥●•٠·˙ RPER
My Wi-fi/Internet isn't gonna working too well so i won't be too active.. Sorry!
Timichi RPER
I guess I could post my character here? I mean I think this would be best yeah? Anyway, if you want to RP please message me, I prefer one on one. I really don't like combat or action oriented RP, but anything else is welcome. Mature RP is restricted purely to 18+ both your character and you pls. Message me for RP. 


Anyway, 

Name: Timichi
Age: Unknown

Gender: Appears Female

Race: Angel

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Appearance:


 


Personality: Mild mannered, kind, thoughtful, easily enthralled by humans, finds human activity fascinating, naive but not stupid, aggressive when cornered

Bio: Timichi was created in the late years of God's creation. She was made with the idea of human love and appreciation in mind, although, much like her brethren, Timichi became too curious to simple watch the humans from heaven and joined them down on Earth. Knowing that seeing an Angel would cause God's plan to be unsettled, she hides her appearance while on Earth, though those who know her note her odd Heavenly appearance. While her powers are predominately healing and comforting abilities, Timichi is capable of darker protection magic and will invoke it when she feels threatened. She has a love for all humans and supernatural beings, but she seems to be wary around darker beings.  

Timichi Feb 25 · Comments: 1
Kokyū RPER
OOC: It's been an incredibly long time since I've RP'd on a website like this, so please bare with me and allow me to catch up, it's kind of a learning curve. (I prefer discussion between us OOC before we start, lets me get to know you and how you like to RP but we can always just jump in character if that's what you need)
 I strongly prefer for one on one RPing, so if you'd like to RP with me, a message would be best.
I will pretty much do anything but combat RP, that being said Mature RP I must restrict that to those who are 18+ (that means IRL, not just your character) for clear ethical reasons, please do not lie, and if I catch wind of you lying I will stop any and all contact (which I think is fair). 
Anyway, I prefer Multi-paragraph RPing as I recall short back and forth ends up becoming boring rather quickly, that being said I think that anything is welcome so long as it develops into an interesting story between our two characters. 

I am an MCRP (blog? Profile? Im not sure what to call it yet), so by all means when you message me ask me what kind of characters I am willing to play as or if there is an OC you're interested in me portraying (or obviously my own). 

Anyway, PLEASE MESSAGE ME ANY TIME WITH INQUIRIES. 


Character: Kokyu
Gender: Male

Age: Unknown (appears in his twenties)
Race: Angel (elemental) 
S/O: Bisexual (prefers men, though seems uncomfortable with this)
Appearance: Blonde hair, bright blue eyes, shinning white wings, rather fit (body well sculpted), prefers to dress formally 

Personality:
Tends to be a bit too serious at times, but will soften up to the right people at the right time. He has an old school mindset of the world, which often leads him to stray away from the new world that humans have created. While he dislikes humans, he does not hate them, though it will take a lot more for him to warm up to those who aren't supernatural beings. Unlike humans, Kokyu does hate Demons, and while he won't engage with them in violent ways, he will also not engage with them willingly (basically he won't go out of his way to do so but inquiry by a demon is still welcome). He prefers seclusion, considering he doesn't have to hide his wings, approach with caution if you are a stranger. 

Bio: Kokyu was created in Heaven, crafted by the Creator to be an Elemental of Air. Much like his siblings, Kokyu's job was to ensure that the element that was his charge was kept in balance not only with their elements, but also within himself. The stability of his Element depends solely on his emotions, because of this Kokyu learned quickly that inner peace was incredibly important for his position. After sometime, Kokyu grew tired of the virtues of Heaven, and decided that he wanted to join his siblings on Earth, to understand the appeal of vices. After falling to Earth, Kokyu realized the difficulties that came with being among humans. Not only was he introduced to feelings like rage and sadness, but also passion and lust. He realized rather quickly that being among those with sins, was an unnecessary unbalance to his ability as an elemental. But that did not stop him for falling in love with a human women, who over time found out what he was and too terrified to stay with him. When this heartbreak overtook him he decided to seclude himself. After some time he brought the barrier around his home down (a magical barrier that confused both humans and supernatural beings that approached his home), allowing intruders to approach his home but with extreme caution. He rarely leaves his land and when he does he disguises himself as a young lumberjack or Apothecary, giving help to those in need. (He has limited healing powers like most angels, feathers and tears can be used in helpful ways). His wariness of demons is purely based on the dichotomy between the two factions. 

Power: Controls the element of Air, can fly (and hide those wings with illusions), cannot be controlled by those with thought control, can sense supernatural beings, healing (both to self and others)




Name: Renhet

Gender: Male
Age:22
Race: Vampire
S/O: Homosexual 
Appearance: light hair (reaches between his shoulder blades), green eyes, slim build, pretty boy face, Scandinavian accent 

Personality:
Renhet is a kind and gentle man, he treats his friends and coven with the greatest respect. He is an outgoing young man, and rarely lets his thirst for blood get in the way of friendships with non-supernatural beings. While he mistrusts rarely, he is not naive. 


Bio: Renhet was born in a small village in Sweden, when traveling inland at the age of twenty-two he came across and aggressive group of Vampires who, starved for blood, attacked his trope. Pitied on by the Coven leader, Renhet was blooded and left to his own devices. When he came to, and learned to control his blood lust, Renhet decided to find and kill the Coven that had killed his people. It took him several long years, but with his newly rewarded Immortality, he was not so worried about the time it would take as he was to find them and how he was going to go about it. Eventually, he did find the Coven, though after some careful thinking and time spent with the Coven leader, he decided against the killing. Since then Renhet, has lived within the Coven, choosing not to live among humans any longer for fear of execution. 


Power: Insight, immortality, super strength, healing of self


Name: Nost

Gender: Male
Age: 21
Race: Human
S/O: Homosexual (closeted) 
Appearance: short hair (brown), green eyes, distinct worry lines around eyes and mouth, fit body build, nearly unnoticeable Slavic accent, tends to dress in unflattering clothing

Personality:
Nost is an aggressive Slavic youth with a fierce attitude and a lot to say. While he is kind to his friends, he tends to be cold toward possible lovers, especially men who approach him. While not violent toward men, he definitely becomes aggressively uncomfortable. He has a hard time with being touched by strangers. 

Bio:
Brought up in Baltic States, Nost was raised by a strict and very religious family. At the age of 15, Nost and his family moved from their home to America. There his family was forced to live in the slums of Los Angeles, and from that he learned in quickly that life wasn't as simple as it seemed. While internally acknowledging his budding sexuality, he strongly denies it to any who question him. 



Name: Belial

Gender: Unknown
Age: Unknown
Race: Demonic in nature
S/O: Bisexual
Appearance: usually appears as an androgynous male, slim body, blue eyes, brown hair, feminine face


Personality: Belial is a rather alluring creature, those who meet him find that he is irresistible in a physical nature, though his personality make those around him uncomfortable. He seems to have a woe-is-me kind of personality type, a belief that he is worthless and unneeded, though those who get to know him find that this may be a ploy to get people to trust or pity him. He is kind, and helpful, with the possibility of fits of rage when wrongly treated. He seems to be madly in love with an unknown entity, though does not seem physically or emotionally unavailable

Bio: Belial was created by Lucifer as a personal servant, created to be a slave of the dark lord, when released from the control of his leader Belial was let onto the Earth. (He is believed to be why humans feel worthlessness and anxiety, he may invoke this feeling within people when he is around them). Belial spends his days on Earth, roaming and finding those who seek company.

Powers: Persuasion, insight, illusion



  

Kokyū Feb 25
Pickles(MCRP) Mod
A lot of people have tried roleplaying with me on here and the one question I get often is, "Why are you so selective with who you roleplay with?" or usually something along those lines. So I figured why not just come right out with it.

When I first started roleplaying I tried to rp with everyone I met. I wanted to get better. I wanted people to see that I wished to be a better writer and that I could keep up. However I quickly found that I couldn't. As such I looked for someone who could help me grow. From here though many of my characters became specific to the roleplays I created them for and I began more to focus on simply creating new characters for new stories.

I'm selective for this same reason though. If I put my time and effort into a story then I wish it to be something with detail and with people I know will keep the roleplay going. I've done so many roleplays, including my favored combat roleplays, that have simply ended with nothing more than two posts. As such if you ask me for a roleplay but aren't willing to put in the same amount of effort then I don't wish to roleplay with you. It's nothing personal. I simply view roleplaying as an art form. One that I have done for over 12 years now. So yes I've grown selective to keep stories fresh and exciting.

Now I do have a few characters that I could do rps with as they weren't created for a specific roleplay or they have branched out to the point that they can. However, it still leads to the issue of, if I start this roleplay will it just stop in a week? It's something that's always on my mind. 

Then there's the matter of posting length. Majority of roleplayers today only post between 3-5 sentences or less. If I'm writing a story with you then I want it to be a story. As such my minimum posting requirements are 1-2 paragraphs. No less than that. This is to ensure that people have something to comment to. They can see what's going on in the world and around their character. When someone just says they hear a crack of a branch, my mind immediately goes, okay which direction was it? Was it loud or quiet? How far away did it sound? Is this something we should be concerned about? There's questions that come to mind that will need to be answered before I can make an accurate post to what you're planning. If that's not there then why should I bother?

Finally there's the topic of genre. Most people today want some sort of romance. They want their story to be told through the eyes of them and their lover and show how great their romance is. However, to me this seems extremely played out, cheap, and tacky. It's great for your character to find someone to spend their life with but that shouldn't be all there is to your story. With any great story there's parts to it. You need plot, rising action, conflict, falling action, and resolution, the five main parts to any story that you learn about in any language class however so many people forget to put these in their stories. If these aren't present then yeah I won't want to continue the roleplay. As well too much of a single one will also make the story dull and bland. That's why when authors create an entire series they break it up into different sections or archs. A prime example that many people know would be Harry Potter. Each story takes you through a different set of issues and trials that the heroes have to face and grow before the Tri-Wizard Tournament where Voldemort is revived. This is what makes a story great and makes others want to read.

I hope this cleared up as to why I'm so selective. It's simple to get me to agree to rp with you. Just put forth the effort, stick with giving your story parts, and be willing to put in the detail needed to keep the story going. Do this and I will roleplay with you.
Pickles(MCRP) Feb 22 · Rate: 5 · Comments: 1
Pickles(MCRP) Mod

Name: Eustace Rivers
Age: 17

Gender: Male

Height: 5’11”

Weight: 172 lbs

Appearance

Personality: Eustace is an embodiment of every and all sin. As such his personality varies greatly depending on his mood and events that has happened throughout the day. Although generally he is very caring towards others, he prefers solitude though as he has a great fear of hurting others.

Likes: Solitude, his friends, O- Blood, the dark

Dislikes:  thunderstorms, being in a large group of people, churches

Current Powers:

Demonic Physiology

Demonic Empowerment

Demonic Infusion

Demonic Aura

Vampirism

Current Weaknesses:

Holy Forces

Divine Forces

Silver

Blood Dependence

Self-Corruption

Inability of Self-Control

Demonic Appearance

 

Bio:

Username: GlenSanaster

Password: ************

Subject: Subject 398 ALPHA GAMMA DELTA - Eustace Rivers

 

WARNING - THESE FILES ARE STRICTLY MEANT FOR DR. JEREMY VON BLASKO AND HIS RESEARCHERS ONLY!!

 

Day 1 - A remarkable discovery from the new subject it appears that his rage is formed through a more supernatural force. We must unlock the secrets. This could very well prove to tap into the very existence of super humans and create super soldiers outside of the current subjects. However he does not seem to recall what happened. It’s certainly something that doesn’t seem to be beneficial.

Day 2 - No further chances to the subject. He appears to still not be aware of our discovery as such we’ll continue on to tap into these forces.

Day 7 - It seems that we might have been wrong originally about the supernatural forces. We will put this on hold for now. However a strange thirst has overcome the boy. He can’t explain it but he seems to crave blood? This is unique however we will hold off on giving him the blood to see what happens.

Day 10 - We were forced to give the subject blood it seems as though the boy has become vampiric in nature. We will have to now make sure we keep a steady flow of blood. As such we have decided any further experiments that die we will drain them of this their blood and cleanse it.

Day 43 - An amazing discovery today, the boy seems to actually have a strange supernatural aura around him. We’ll have to see if there are actually supernatural forces at play here. If so then we’ll need to figure out the type of force.

Day 45 - It seems the force is of a more demonic nature. We have not only proven that the supernatural is real but that demons are as well. This is truly a groundbreaking discovery for if demonic forces are real then so are angelic forces and other forms of holy forces. We must see how he reacts to these forces.

Day 50 - It appears that when touched with a holy object it causes the boy significant amounts of pain. However with unholy it appears to almost heals him. However blood still seems to be the key to this boy’s ability. Were these powers brought on by the blood we’ve been giving him from the other experiments? 

Day 75 - We have lost control over the subject. He has escaped alongside the likes of subject 276 DELTA BETA OMEGA - Cecilia Barnett. I apologize now to the world for the hell we have released from this child is far greater than we ever knew.

END OF LOG….

TERMINATE PROGRAM? Y/N

 

It’s been five years since I have escaped that horrible facility. If it wasn’t for my sister I don’t know if I would have made it out alive she is by far the strongest out of all of us. I only hope that one day I can be as strong as her. For now this curse that was brought onto me by those deplorable scientists is all I have along with my new sister. I don’t really know what I am but I will not let that control me. It’s time for me to branch out. I need to learn to control this better. Before it happens again.

Pickles(MCRP) Feb 16 · Rate: 5 · Comments: 1
ChaoticLove(MCRP) RPER

 Please note, this story is for comical purposes only. Though, some of it is true, other parts are not. Also, I am not the best at spelling or grammar. This was written on a whim. 


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Little hands flailed into the air, one gripped onto some paper as she rushed over to the other kids, and some of the adults in the Café. A giant smile on her face as she had finished typing up the story. One for them to all Interact with. Others had been picked for this story she was going to tell. "I finished I finished!!" The chibi-fid Cheshire with white, long flowing hair, yellow green cat-like eyes. Catching her breath a bit as she stood there, ready to clear her throat and begin reading. "Okay, so we all know this is a story about Smoke Boy." She half purred out as her eyes fixed on Kira. The male had looked grumpy at the fact she had still wrote the story about him. Which had coaxed a giggle from her. " Okay, our Hero is Nato The Super Doll!"  


Clearing her throat, as Kira interrupted. "Why am I the Villain? I am more of an anti-hero." The older Cheshire cat's eyes narrowed at Kira as she puffed out her cheeks. Kai, snickered a bit, nodding her head. The younger of the two Cheshire's nodded her head.  "Definitely a stupid Villain." 


Cheshtable looked over the paper in front of her, and began to read the story out to those in the café. 


~~~ 


This is a story about the Epic Failure of Somke Boy, The Stupid Villain. How he became the black katana known as Smokelet. A hero in trainings favored sword! One day, in a nice little café, where some mischief but good times can be had. That is owned by a wonderful and kind werewolf, Scarlett. As well as her Cheshire cat, Kai. While their friend Cheshtable,  Cheshire cat that looked over the dark forests that connect the different Wonderlands together. Cheshtable had been helping to set up the café for Valentine's day, when Fay made them all turn into kids. Shortly after The Stupid Villain Smoke Boy entered the Café, wanting to destroy it. Seeing that the workers of the café had been weakened by the current state! Though  Sam had been sleeping, falling asleep on the job, probably because of how old he was. Which is really old, like anciently prehistoric old! Kira surrounded himself and filled the café with his nasty yucky smelling smoke. "I shall use my smoke to summon forth my demons to crash this café! HAhahahaha!"  


~~~ 


In the middle of his laughing Kira looked up and frowned, waving a fist a bit, "What the hell? I slay demons no summon them!"  


Growling a bit Cheshtable stopped her foot, "Shush! This is my story, Just go with my story telling and act out your part correctly!!"  


 


~~~ 


Continuing with the evil laughter, Smoke boy and the summoned demons had started to tear up as the littles selves of the café workers tried to fend the demons off. Though they were able to defeat the demons, they could not stop the Stupid Villain Smoke Boy. "Man, I am getting board of this. Though it is easier to defeat you all like this, for once I will not fail in destroying the café!" His evil laughter continued a bit. Cheshtable holding up a board and begin to hit Smoke Boy with it. Though not having the usual effect. "Evil evil evil!" She chanted as she continued to try to beat him into submission with the board. Kai, Scarlett and Fay would hid behind the counter, wondering and trying to figure out how they could defeat Smoke Boy and his Evil plan to destroy the café. "If only Nato the Super Doll would come and Lock him into a weapon!" One of the cried.  


With that, none other than Nato The Super Doll would flash into the café in a neon green light that would blind Smoke Boy  as he flaunted to Cheshtable that she could not harm him with a board this time. As well that he will defeat them and rid the plains of existence of the café. Being hell bent of doing so. Using His super powers of good to hold up a katana and finding Smoke Boy's reflection in it. The neon green light would engulf the café. The Katana all that is left, Nato the Super Doll would dart away. Leaving the children to clean up the café, Sam waking up due to some much light flashing. Cheshtable would grab the katana and look at Smoke Boy, whom was now trapped in it. Letting smoke out to try and get free, but unable to. "Let me out you goody toe shoes of a wimpy cat!" Blinking slightly Cheshtable would swing around the Katana that was now black from being filled with smoke. "SMOKELET!!" She giggled as the other would giggle and watch, or annoy Sam as he worked on fixing the café back up 


~~~ 


 


 "The End!" Cheshtable would grin, As Kai and Scarlett laughed, Sam looked a bit confused as Fay slept on his head. Kira grumped about the story, not liking that in it he was eternally trapped in the weapon. Whereas he was only trapped for annoying Cheshtable with the evil word known as 'bored.' Let out with the promise to never say the evil word again.    

ChaoticLove(MCRP) Feb 14 · Rate: 5 · Comments: 1
Cutie Rainbow ANIME
Tokyo,Japan 2020 Mikoshu Love Robot Factory.Dear diary, I can't wait for my new invention to be shown to the public! It's been 3 years since I had made a good invention in the factory without screwing up. It's called love robots,they were made to give people company and affection. It's not my best work but at least people will like it!
Mar Makara RPER
Name: Mar Allen Marie
Age:20
Gender: female
Job: Music career (singing, writing songs, DJ, ext.)
Bio: Mar is a young women, she's been married for 2 years, she was happily married with the hope of having a child but she was never able to, as she came home from work one day she noticed her husbands car was in the drive way but he was not to be home for another 3 hours, curious on why he was home she walking inside only to see clothing on the floor leading to the bedroom, as she walked back to the bedroom her heart broke slightly, she could hear he husband with another women in 'their' bed, Mar slowly opens the door and her heart shattered at what she saw, her husband, on another women, she felt tears fill her eyes but she wouldn't let them spill. Mar slammed the door shut and walks to the basement to get her suitcase. When she slammed the door closed her husband knew he messed up as he kicked the women out and tried to stop Mar from packing her things, mar dident stop for anything she ignored him the whole time, she got out to her car and got in, started it, and drove away, only then did she let her tears fall as she drove somewhere far away from him, it's been 2 weeks sence then but she now lives in a cabin by a lake in the woods, she's content for now but mar was starting to get lonely so she waits in her cabin for someone to come by and keep her company.
Casting Pearls ANIME
Name: Aoki Yuuta
Alias: Ao-kun
Gender: male
Age: 14
Birthdate: April 21st
Orientation: homosexual
Hobbies:
He enjoys taking walks, collecting random items he finds as treasures. he is an avid thrift shopper and loves creating old stuff into new things.
He enjoys sewing and embroidery. even though people make fun of him for it. He's a doll collector, loves making dresses for them!

Personality:
He is sweet, but odd. He has a fear of blood, and all things red. He doesn't get out much, but when he does he wheres a pair of contact lenses that make the color red turn to brown, he finds the color green a safe color. He is easily frightened. has depression issues, and has a hard time trusting people. He is kind to the people he comes close too though, and very clingy.


Positives: Kind, sweet, excepting, loving
Negatives: depressed, fearful, clingy, odd, doesn't like being touched, trust issues.



Appearance:
He has black cat ears and tail. His eyes are golden. His hair a dirty blond. He likes wearing casual cloths that are cute!

Bio:
Do to his constant fear, he was the runt of the family. having five siblings, and being the second youngest. He was always outcast by his siblings, not joined in very much with the family activities. he was the strange one in the family. He looked up to third eldest who was one year older then him, brave smart adventurous. he always wanted to be someone he wasn't. He didn't have any friends at school, and had average grades. He felt like he was boring... while the rest of his family were genius.
He ended up running away at age 12, not wanting to alone anymore, or having to feel like he had to live up to someone expectations.
He ended up in a bad situation, he had made his first friend, a homeless boy (also his first crush). only to watch him get murdered in front of his eyes. while he got raped. His friend was trying to rescue him, but ended up his body at the bottom of a lake. His friend nor him got any justice.
he hasn't returned home yet. started a job sewing stuff online selling it on Esty and other sites. he makes an okay living now. But his first big buy was eye contact lenses allowing him not to see red, because sense the accident, he had the fear or red and blood.
His family still doesn't know where he is or if he is okay.
currently everything on the outside looking in, seems he is fine now. but he is still struggling making sense of things.
Casting Pearls Feb 8 · Tags: aoki, oc, yuuta
`starfighter RPER
k e y : 

[    ] free 

[ x ] unavailable 

*     canon character 


kenji eristoff [   ]

22 / male / straight

russian / rich bitch / spoiled


lovell mönet [   ]

21 / male / gay

stripper / violent tendencies / possessive 


yuuji bastille [   ]

16 / male / closet gay

scottish / selective mutism / daddy kink


ara de loux [   ]

19 / male / pansexual

witch / paranoid / excitable 


kaede hatori [   ]

20 / male / bisexual 

smart mouth / slut / cocaine dependency


anzu fitzgerald [   ]

18 / male / curious 

street rat / quick-witted / defensive


francis machale [   ]

23 / male / bisexual 

vampire / high strung / independent 


abel*  [   ]

18 / male / gay

starfighter / navigator / intelligent 




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