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Hey M-m--Morty-bleh-look what I just joined. It's RP Guild, Morty!!

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(I'm actually not Rick Sanchez, surprise, surprise.)


Used to be Entropsy, you can call me whatever you want--

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@Rick Sanchez Heh, s'okay man. I just need to make it clear, you know? I may overreact a little, but it's human nature right?


Hey, I think we've all been overreacting a 'lil, so... -shrug-
@Rick SanchezLOL. I have quite a few RPs. you will need permission to use most of his powers.


What do you mean? As in I'd have to ask OOC or it's prohibited IC? I can always just nerf him if it's the former.
As it seemed nobody listened to me! Please don't create drama in the ooc, TAKE IT TO THE FUCKING PMS!


Sorry, GM -- won't happen again.


Name: Demetrios Aïdōnides; "Demetri"
Age: 16
Parents: Hades & Persephone

Appearance: An inhumanely tall and thin boy with sharp limbs and a willowy frame, he seems to lack eyes but, oddly enough, can see perfectly fine. He's inherited his father's hair pigmentation (albeit it's actual hair, not hellfire), his mother's body and face shape (distended because of his height and gauntness), and his grandmother's skin hues (the greenish color has paled to an almost normal skin tone, and it's only a slightly noticeable sap color--it's covered in bruises). On the inside of his right palm he has a theta symbol (Θ) birthmark, while on his left he has a tau (τ)--but he tries to cover them with wraps when he can. He's faintly translucent, like a ghost.

Bio: A kind, supportive, and naive boy, with a cold, ruthless, and bitter temper, Demetri's prone to either holding the nastiest kinds of grudges one can encounter or being the most loyal friend a person could have. He likes modern culture and wants to get as far away from his parents as possible, if just for the peace of mind. His smiles never reach his eyes, but that's not just because he doesn't have any: he's fairly consistent in his melancholy.
Technically a very minor god, Demetrios can sense a person's life force, and his touch can either nurture or harm it--it depends on which hand he's using. His right hand is energy vampire and his left heals. He also has a stock of other abilities; necrokinesis, botanokinesis, teleportation, and immortality (not invulnerability). Contrarily, he cannot break promises or use any of his abilities without draining his own energy (with the exception of using his right hand, in which case he would gain energy) significantly.
Anything else will be fleshed out IC--

//Hello, @KatherinWinter! I see your RP's everywhere and I was interested in trying one, so here we are. Also I'm borrowing 2D's face for the character, in case anyone was curious who blue boy was.
At the sight of the plastic handcuffs, Summers broke into an unrestrained, raspy laugh, holding her wrists out for the boy.

"Take me away." No prison could hold her for more than an hour anyways.

Her fun was cut short by Mr. Srs Bidness, who proceeded to drop his tools on the ground. She leaned her chin on her hand, smiling lazily at him.

"Dunno about you, Jughead, I got all the time in the world. But naw, I dunno where Lacey's at the moment."

The girl who'd approached was insufferably adorable, with soft, full lips and wide, black eyes--and that huge, frizzy 'fro--and clad in a short dress with sockings and no shoes? Oh yes. A keeper. Summers perked up in more genuine interest than what she'd shown Charro.

Until the girl curled her lip upon entering their territory and the illusion was shattered. She'd walked in from the Preppie's royal court, of course the pretty ones have horrible personalities. She slumped back into her hand, crestfallen. Not a keeper. Lacey arrived and began chewing out Charro (which was funny, but Summers was still too bummed to laugh) so she absentmindedly announced that she'd 'found her' to Steve, and turned her attention away from the disappointment on legs and onto red-haired punk.

"No, that's a fucking Siren!"

Summers scoffed, and considered spitting on the prep's shoes. Wouldn't like that at all, would she? "That makes sense. Don't do shit for her, Stevie."

When Steve called the rest of the punks to arms, Summers laughed at the spontaneity, but leaned over the table to spit on her shoes anyways.
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what about my character? ^^


Omg um. I can't think of a lot of songs that would fit a mechanic who bottles things up that isn't Leo Valdez--she's kind of like him without the outgoingness and the jokes I guess? So how about: (Rhinestone Eyes) (KLK OST: Ryuko) (Aguas de Marco) (と人類模型)
In a weird change of topic, I've been trying to find a good soundtrack for Amber.


Hmm. I can think of like ten Fleetwood Mac songs that she reminds me of. I don't know if you'd like my taste, but here's some suggestions: (Rhiannon) (Two Weeks) (GS Arise OST) (Safe)
"That's a pretty cool ability."

"It ain't much and it ain't pretty, honestly. Your friend's off a bit, man; chili dogs don't even come close to the top five. Have they ever tried a quesadilla, or...?" Mort watched Tails work in minor awe, the slits of his pupils contracting.

When he'd been younger, he'd been fascinated by this sort of thing. He once tried to take the VCR apart to see if he could put it together again (he could) and when his dad found out, he'd been given hell (he had to. If he hadn't put it back together, he might as well have been excommunicated). He smiled at the other in admiration and growing fondness--Tail's wasn't kidding around when he said he was a genius for his age--and ignored the envy he felt.

"That's the types of robots you work on? Is it an AI?"

@Blackmist16
I don't suppose there's someone available to interact with Natasha? There's only so much I can do by myself.


Man, I would, if I wasn't w/ Tails at the moment. It'd be interesting to see Marvel characters actually talking to each other at some point. If you wanted to come up to them, if @Blackmist16 doesn't mind, I'm cool with having a three-way-convo.
Just by-the-by, anything my character says/thinks in the RP has no reflection on how I feel about you/your characters. I'm finding reading all of it amusing, if a tad disjointed/janky at some moments.


Apparently you're one of the only ones. I think we need a détente.

And just like Sucker Punch, I'm Sweden. I'm Sweden. I'm Sweden.

Nah it just that you automatically seem to know things that we post in narrative yet somehow it's messed up for us to do the same about something that has a very real chance of being known. You never once said that no-body knew about his son, so I made the assumption that people did.


I agree with the point hagro's making here.

Technically, SP's little angst session wasn't displayed towards Cash (he was finding his hot ride when that was happening) and they only thing he actually vocalized to any of them was if anyone wanted him to do something. So Cash probably shouldn't have known exactly what was going on in SP's head.

It's really no big deal, it can just be played off as something that's developed prior to what's currently happening. But little tidbits like that are usually (at least what I do) to develop the character. They'll be fleshed out as the plot progresses, along with his real history, and develop new sides of his personality and abilities and relationships with the other characters. And it's not like that isn't happening already, but it'd have a lot more effect if Sucker tells Cash something like that after chewing on it for a few days, yeah?

I'd avoid knowing that kinda stuff IC because things like that probably will be voiced to Cash or other characters down the lines, or at least he'll come to terms with it on his own. I don't know how other people feel w/ their characters but--my thoughts, if you were interested. //

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