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2 mos ago
I love Studio Ghibli <3
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2 mos ago
For anyone out there that feels wronged, you will never heal until you allow yourself to move on. Wallowing in the past will only cause you more pain. It is time to move on.
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5 mos ago
That one concept you've been dying to use in an RP for forever, but for one reason or another, never got to use yet! lol
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10 mos ago
If you're ever disappointed, it's okay. All will be well. :) Let that bittersweet sting motivate you to create something wonderful.
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2 yrs ago
Maybe I can make time for 1 RP. Right?
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Strange the Dreamer

The Last Tale of the Flower Bride

The Starless Sea

The Gracekeepers

Perfect Peace

The Thirteenth Tale

The Secret Garden

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@NoriWasHere

Hey love. I've already got the character sheet finished. Should I post it here, or wait till the OOC is up?

Cheers!
In Primality 4 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Location: Dorm Building Interior, Merryweather Institute


The dorm room gleamed with a spotless perfection that didn’t match the chaos and clutter from the night before. Every surface was wiped down, every item meticulously placed in its rightful spot. The scent of lavender polish hung in the air, mingling with the faintly herbal aroma of tea from a steaming mug left untouched on the desk. Hugo stood near the window, his hands raw from scrubbing and his body aching from bending over the floor. Cleaning had become a ritual for him, a tempered ceremony to bring some semblance of order to a world he couldn’t fully control. Though no one had asked him to do it, not even his dorm mate Paige, he couldn’t help himself. For Hugo, there was something soothing about the monotony of it—some way it quieted his mind when everything else felt too loud.

Yet his face betrayed him. He looked unhappy, his delicate features pinched in quiet frustration. His thoughts were interrupted by the shrill ring of his phone, vibrating against the now-pristine bedside table. The screen lit up with a familiar name: Mother. Hugo hesitated, his finger hovering over the answer button before finally pressing it.

"Hello, Mother," he greeted, his voice soft but steady.

"Hugo," she began, her tone clipped and devoid of warmth. "You called earlier...What do you need? Make it quick."

"I wanted to ask if you could send my diary from home. It’s important to me," Hugo said carefully, knowing how this conversation would likely unfold.

There was a pause on the other end, followed by a sharp sigh. "Your diary? Hugo, I don’t have time to deal with your childish whims."

"It’s not a whim," he replied, the strain in his voice barely noticeable. "You don’t even have to do it yourself. Just send the butler with Athena and Malcom. I’d… I’d like to see them."

Her voice turned colder, each word like a knife. "You know that’s not possible. I don’t want you near them, Hugo. What you are—it’s dangerous. I won’t have you corrupting them with… whatever this is."

Hugo’s grip on the phone tightened, but his tone remained calm. "I don’t plan to come home, Mother. I just—"

The line went dead before he could finish. He stared at the phone for a moment, his heart sinking into a familiar ache. Even now, away from their house, the shadow of his parents’ disapproval followed him. They had always taught him to hate Primalists, to fear what they could do. Now, being one himself, that self-loathing was a quiet undercurrent in his life—one he didn’t dare share with anyone else. Though he cared for those around him with a motherly tenderness, there was always a part of him held back, unable to just let go and be like the others.

He slipped his phone into his pocket and took a deep breath before stepping out of the dorm room. The hall outside was bustling with the sounds of students, but Hugo’s attention was immediately drawn to a figure leaning casually against the wall. Francisco. The tall student’s presence was a dark cloud in Hugo’s day, and he knew exactly why Francisco was here. Before Hugo could even react, Francisco was in front of him, his broad frame blocking the hallway as he loomed over Hugo.

"Morning, Darling," Francisco said, his voice syrupy and mocking. He held out a stack of papers and shoved them into Hugo’s hands. "Homework. Due next week. You know the drill."

Hugo stared at the papers, his jaw tightening. "You’re so childish, Francisco," he said evenly, but the words lacked venom.

Francisco’s smirk widened. "And you’re so obedient. That’s what I like about you. Always the perfect little helper." He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Don’t forget—I’ve got a whole folder of dirt on your family. You can thank my dad for that. Would be a shame if the tabloids got hold of it, you know?"

Hugo’s chest tightened. His thoughts went immediately to his siblings, to the quiet lives they deserved. Protecting them was all that mattered. Without a word, he gave a small nod of compliance.

Francisco’s grin turned predatory as he reached out and ran a finger down Hugo’s cheek, a gesture that sent an icy shiver through him. "You’re so beautiful when you comply, you know that?" Francisco mocked, his tone dripping with condescension. "Smart, pretty, and so delicate. You’ll make the perfect bride for some lucky man someday—always following the rules, no backbone to speak of. Just a delicate little flower."

Hugo closed his eyes, letting out a weary sigh as Francisco finally stepped back. His tormentor strolled off, whistling as if he hadn’t just crushed Hugo’s spirit underfoot. The snowmancer stood there for a moment, his hands trembling slightly before he steadied himself. Hugo clutched the papers to his chest and headed toward the opening ceremony. The halls were alive with chatter, excitement buzzing in the air as the school prepared to welcome the new arrivals. As he passed by one of the communal washrooms, Hugo noticed a familiar figure waving at him—John Summers. Always so cheerful, John greeted everyone he passed, Hugo included.

"Good morning, John," Hugo replied with a slight bow of his head. His tone was polite, even friendly, but there wasn’t much else to it. He didn’t linger, didn’t stop to chat. Though John had always been kind to him, Hugo’s mind was elsewhere, preoccupied with worries too heavy to share. Hugo straightened his posture, smoothed the creases in his uniform, and continued forth, ready to bury his own troubles for the sake of the ceremony.

Wonderful character Avril. I will review the applications once a few more are submitted.
I'll toss in interest for this! Love a concept that blends the magic world with the modern world.

Cheers!🐸
I am still keeping my eye on this for the record! I'm working on a character but was planning to take some cues from others before posting mine.


No worries. I'm working on my sheet as well. When you have your face claim reference image, feel free to PM it to me or post it here when you're ready and I'll start working on a character banner for you.

@Little Bird I've updated the character sheet with the code view and placeholder text. Just remove the two code tags to view it normally after you copy it.

Cheers! 🐸
In Primality 8 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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These are cool! Marko wishes he looked like that though lmfao


LOL Think of these banners as a school photoshoot. Some hotshot photographer from an acclaimed magazine or whatever came to the school wanting to take photos of some of the students as part of some promotional material to humanize the perception of Primalists to the general public. Look at these totally normal students. They're just like you and me, blah blah blah. Theme, brick wall. LOL So they asked each student to pose in front of a brick wall and of course, this photographer knows how to capture the best version of you with really good lighting and perhaps a little photoshop and airbrushing pre-publication. LOL That's how I pictured it in my head anyways. This is what Marko looks like when a professional takes his photo. XD!
In Primality 8 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Figured I'd make some character banners people can put at the top of their posts. I like to use them, as it helps with immersion, but feel free to use it if you want, or not. LOL It was fun making them either way, so no biggie if its not your thing. Some are not as accurate as I'd like because Midjourney can be a bit of a prick. Some reference images work better for MJ than others. Cheers! 🐸

@Carlyle


@Ti


@Crimson Flame


@Scribe of Thoth


@BurningCold


@Crusader Lord


@Chrys


@Animal


@sovlereign


@Aeolian


@AWildSquirtle


@Little Bird

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TBH, I don't know how people do it. I'd have to ask someone myself.

EDIT: If you take the character sheet with its coding and put everything (minus the hiders) in [ code ] [ /code ] (no spaces of course) that keeps it in raw form. I'd also request, if it's not too much to ask, for placeholder text as it helps to keep track of where things go within all of the coding.


Okay let me give it a whirl! :)
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Any chance you can post the CS with the format coding visible/copy pastable?


Sure. How do I do that?
Okay great!

Will get to work on my character once I'm home from work.


Wonderful! Feel free to PM me your face claim reference images when you've figured that out and I can get to work on your character banner :)
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