I'd be interested in trying a fantasy RP with you. I've got a couple of ideas but I'm open to suggestions!
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I have been craving a plot for months now, so if you're interested in some supernatural/fantasy mystery, a PM would be awesome.
John Smith? This had to be a joke. It was ridiculous, even as he snatched her hand to kiss it. He was doing this on purpose. Was he just mad, or was he some psychotic predator trapping her in. But he knew her, he'd known her name, since whoever was at the end of the phone wasn't speaking to her at all.
With that in mind, Hazel started striding off, hoping to lose him in the crowds. It wasn't worth this for her phone. She was due an upgrade pretty soon anyway, she thought. But she'd keep walking and point him in the right direction, and life would go on. Hopefully. She didn't say much, just pushed her hair out of her face as she looked back and gestured for him to follow her.
Why the hell had he kissed her hand? Where was he from? No, that didn't seem right. It was better to ask 'when was he from?', but she didn't ask, since that would verge on weird. "Really, what's going on?" She asked eventually, glancing back to him.
With that in mind, Hazel started striding off, hoping to lose him in the crowds. It wasn't worth this for her phone. She was due an upgrade pretty soon anyway, she thought. But she'd keep walking and point him in the right direction, and life would go on. Hopefully. She didn't say much, just pushed her hair out of her face as she looked back and gestured for him to follow her.
Why the hell had he kissed her hand? Where was he from? No, that didn't seem right. It was better to ask 'when was he from?', but she didn't ask, since that would verge on weird. "Really, what's going on?" She asked eventually, glancing back to him.
Frowning, Hazel looked the man- The Doctor- up and down, not bothering to hide how doubtful she was about him. He didn't even look her age, too young to be a proper doctor of anything, never mind medicine. Unless he had been some immense child genius, now somewhat unhinged by pressure, or whatever a child genius had to cope with. Still, she didn't have to be rude. But she was anyway. "Right. One. Your name can't just be The. Who names their child 'the'?" She laughed, pulling a face as if to say 'I'm not actually a total idiot'.
"Two, that's the road next to mine, what's going on with that? And answers, don't want them. Just the phone. And for you to stop being creepy, which leads me to point number three." The dress he'd mentioned was probably the one hanging on the front of her wardrobe now, the one for tomorrow night's dinner-celebration-thing. Simple, but probably a little bit too risky to wear when you were no longer dating your superior, but still, she couldn't exactly afford another now. And if it was risky enough to tempt him back, then she'd not refuse. She tried her best not to feel like a total idiot for that.
"That's personal. What I send, through my locked, passworded phone, is my business. Mine. Be happy you weren't flicking through any other contacts." She snapped, straightening up to make herself as intimidating as possible, or at least an attempt at such. "Look, I'll get you there, you give me the phone. I'm going that way anyway. And you can drop the miss, it's not exactly the nineteenth century any more, love."
"Two, that's the road next to mine, what's going on with that? And answers, don't want them. Just the phone. And for you to stop being creepy, which leads me to point number three." The dress he'd mentioned was probably the one hanging on the front of her wardrobe now, the one for tomorrow night's dinner-celebration-thing. Simple, but probably a little bit too risky to wear when you were no longer dating your superior, but still, she couldn't exactly afford another now. And if it was risky enough to tempt him back, then she'd not refuse. She tried her best not to feel like a total idiot for that.
"That's personal. What I send, through my locked, passworded phone, is my business. Mine. Be happy you weren't flicking through any other contacts." She snapped, straightening up to make herself as intimidating as possible, or at least an attempt at such. "Look, I'll get you there, you give me the phone. I'm going that way anyway. And you can drop the miss, it's not exactly the nineteenth century any more, love."
I love the assassin plot, if you would be interest in trying that with me?
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Hi! I'd be really interested in trying a Victorian/ supernatural roleplay, if you were still interested.
Okay, great.
I liked the idea of them both being dreamers. Is that ok with you?
I'm really interested in this!
Yeah. Magic is becoming outdated and therefore unfashionable, and is being phased out. Things like maids were employed for their ability to provide a perfect atmospheric light without candles, enchanted pianofortes playing themselves, that sort of magic. As households realize they can save money by dropping their magical servants, a new wave of crime floods the city's underworld, perhaps. Mostly focused on social dynamics and relatively simple magic to add to inequalities and such..
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