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Hey there. I'd be interested in a revolution, x-men, or mass effect rp. Which of these most interests you?

A Song of Ice and Fire RP

Hi, there. I'm looking for anyone interested in doing a RP from the ASoIaF universe. Looking for people who have read the books or, at the very least, know the lore pretty well. Would be open to any time period and plot and we can collaborate on that when you message me.

So, anyone interested please shoot me a PM.

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MircusAshby

Mircus couldn't help but to laugh at his friend. He was such a ball of energy and constantly going. It was amusing. He always seemed to be in a good mood when Damien was around. He especially enjoyed listening to him as he tried to explain who Mircus was to the transfer student. Damien then commented on his sister's sorting. "Aye, it'd have been nice to have her here, but 'least I know she'll be safe in Gryffindor. Wouldn't be able to say the same about the other houses," he lied. He knew his sister was more than capable of taking care of herself. She'd been raised just as he had.

Finally, Damien announced a race back to the Hufflepuff basement. Mircus chuckled as he watched his friend disappear from the Great Hall before turning back to the new girl. "Bleu, was it," he said, knowing it was. "Come on, I'll show you to the common room. Just let me say something to my sis, real quick?" He gave her a smile before moving over to the Gryffindor table. The Prefect was gathering all the first years. "'Ey, Nyra," he called to her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he gave her a squeeze. "Congratulations. You're a Hogwarts student now."

"Aye, thanks," the small blonde girl smiled up at him. "It feels weird, you know? Like a dream almost."

Her brother chuckled. "Yeah, wait til classes start, you'll lose that feeling." He saw Demi nearby and recalled her promising to take care of her. Mircus motioned her over. "You see that lass there?" He said.

"The pretty one?" Nyra asked, pointing back to Demi.

"Aye," Mircus laughed. "Her. Well, she's an ole friend. If you have any questions about anything, just ask her. She'll help you out. And if you're nice, she might consider you for Quidditch try-outs next year." He looked back to Demi and thanked her under his breath before waving to the two of them.

He returned to Bleu's side. "So, shall we?" he motioned to the door of the Great Hall. The Hufflepuff common room was in the basement of Hogwarts, and the entrance was just outside the Kitchen, so it was the closest to the Great Hall. Mircus led Bleu through the doors. "So, what's Beauxbaton's like? Any better or worse than Hogwarts, from what you've seen so far?"

After a bit of chat he'd finally arrived to the barrels that covered the Hufflepuff entrance. "Third one over, right here," Mircus informed before tapping it with his wand. The barrel opened up and revealed a small stairwell leading down to the Commonroom. It was filled with chairs and tables, bookshelves and chandeliers. Windows sat in the high part of the far wall, letting the sunlight shine on earthy looking basement (or it would, if it were daylight outside). "Right, so girl's dorms are that way," he pointed to a pathway leading out of the room to the side.

He turned and made his way to his own room. A familiar screech made his face light up. "Hey, Talon. Have you missed me, mate?" He opened the door on the small birds cage and let the Kestrel jump onto his hand. "I know, you want out. I'll let you off tomorrow, give ya a letter to take to mah and dah, eh?"

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@Pie Flavor
I love your name. Is it in reference to the asdfmovie?

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MircusAshby

The platform was crowded and Mircus and Nyra had to weave between the mass of families saying goodbye to their families. Their parents always sent him off alone, and they appeared to be treating Nyra no different. A small Kestrel Falcon jumped around in its cage as she didn't like being shook around, and it gave a loud screech to let her friend know she was unhappy. "I know Talon, but we'll have you on the train shortly." Once their luggage had been placed into the undercarriage the sixth-year student led his eleven-year-old sister onto the Express.

They moved down the narrow path as Mircus checked for a place to sit. He found some long-time acquaintances sitting in one and gave the Cummings twins a smile and nod as he passed by. It looked as though they were in the middle of a serious discussion, and given what Tate had been through recently he understood and continued moving. Soon he came upon another Gryffindor. He poked his head in the doorway. "'Ey there, 'team captain'," he smirked. "Aye, I'd heard. I'm sure you'll do well, but good luck." He smiled at the fellow captain before squeezing past three first years. He finally found a small compartment already occupied by two others, but since there we no other available compartments he and his sister sat down.

"You look nervous, sis. Don't be. No matter what House you get sorted into, you'll do fine. And I'll be there to protect ya' no matter what." She finally grinned up at her older brother. "But, honestly, I hope you get sorted to Hufflepuff. We are going to need a new Seeker this year." They had a makeshift quidditch match in their yard and practiced constantly. Nyra had always been great at catching the snitch. She had gotten the talent from their mother.

~*~

Mircus had been one of the first in the Great Hall. He loved seeing all the new faces and reconnecting with old friends. Suddenly a commotion arose behind him and he turned to find that the Gryffindors were carrying their new team captain to the table. An exchange between the girl and a Slytherin only hinted at the rivalry. "Hell, she can't do any worse than your captain, Slytherin," Mircus coaxed up, using the House name as he didn't know the loudmouth. "Ye haven't had the trophy in three years." Mircus had been made team captain three years ago when the previous captain had graduated and drove his team to break the Slytherin's win-streak. Then, the bane of his quidditch career, Thunder Graves, had begun focusing him. And since, he'd been unable to be as successful on the field.

Putting the banter behind him he looked down the Hufflepuff table, finding a familiar and friendly face. "Damien!" He shouted, moving behind the Korean and placing his hands on his shoulders. "I've missed you all summer, mate. How've you been?" He looked down, spotting a new face. She was unfamiliar but looked as though she was in her later years. Must be another transfer, Mircus thought. "Who's your friend."

Not long after, the sorting ceremony had begun and Mircus had taken a seat beside Damien and Bleu. His sister was around the tenth to be sorted. When she came up onto the dais Mircus smiled brightly and lifted a hand to her as she waved fervently at him. He waited, watching eagerly as the Hat spoke confidently to her. "Yes, you are a bright one, aren't you. Perhaps you belong to Ravenclaw. No, you're too nice for that, they'd eat you alive. Maybe you belong in Hufflepuff then, huh, with your brother. You'd like that, I can tell. But you would have no room to truly prove those talents you keep hidden away. Oh, yes, I know your secrets as I knew his. No, no, I know the spot for you..." Mircus leaned forward, anticipation at an ultimate high. "You belong in Gryffindor!" A sea of scarlet and gold rose, and Mircus along with it. "Wooh!" He shouted, clapping and whistling loudly as his baby sister made her way to her new home.

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MircusAshby

Birthday
May 27, 2081
Age
17
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Hetero
Ethnicity
Irish
Blood Status
Pure Blood
Wand
12^1/4" Rosewood with a Phoenix Feather core
Familiar

Talon, The Kestrel Falcon

Appearance
Mircus is 6'0 and has a toned, athletic build. His eyes are an emerald shade. He always wears is long brown hair in a messy fashion, although it takes quite a bit of work to make it look like he puts no work into it at all. Even when Mircus is wearing casual clothing he like to show his school pride by wearing some combination of black and yellow.
Likes
Irish Rock and Folk music|Quidditch|Kenmare Kestrels|Magical Creatures|Helping Others|Being Carefree
Dislikes
Hurting Others|Feeling Helpless|Orangemen
Year
6th Year
House
Hufflepuff
Personality
Mircus has always been a carefree person, even since he was a child. He would always run through the fields or fly around on his broomstick, exploring the land. He was also very loyal, to both his friends and family, coming to their aid whenever necessary. He was a kind-hearted person to everyone he met, until they had given him reason not to be. He could be very helpful to his allies and quite dangerous to his enemies.
Place of Origin
Dublin, Ireland
History
Growing up in a multi-generational pure blood family wasn't as demanding as most people would have you believe. At least, not for Mircus. His parents were a bit more liberal in terms of blood status and Hogwarts Housing. He was fortunate to not have the burden of such things placed on him at a young age. However, he did find conflict soon into his early teen years. His parents came to him, explaining the importance of knowing and practicing the Dark Arts. They believed that to be a true and powerful wizard one must be able to use every school of magic available to him, not restricting himself.

It made sense to a young child's brain. However, soon after learning to practice Dark Arts in secret during the summers at home, his parents began teaching him of the Dark Lord. The most powerful wizard of all time. Lord Voldemort. When he began his term at Hogwarts he had already been taught of the greatness of Voldemort and brainwashed against the "lies" he would learn in school. But he was also taught about the importance of secrecy.

Soon, though, Mircus began to slowly contemplate. He wondered, what if the books and histories were true. What if Voldemort truly was as evil as they said. What if he did do these horrendous things to people. Mircus would become internally divided, wanting to be a loyal son, but not wanting to worship someone who had done such horrid things.
Other
Mircus is a Chaser and Team Captain for House Hufflepuff, taking his team to the House Cup twice, but always falling short, due to their seeker's incompetence. He didn't like to blame anyone, but there was only so much that could be done. This year, however, the seeker had graduated, and it would be his job to find a new one.

Being a lover of all creatures, Mircus excelled at Care of Magical Creatures. His favorite was the Hippogriff.

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@iSuspect
Great. I'm working on my app now. Where should I post it?

Time's are Changing - Steampunk NRP set in the 1800s

Anyone going to attempt to breathe life back into this thing?

Medieval or Modern Political Militaristic RP

Long Time, No Bump

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Notice your lacking a bit in Hufflepuff (my favorite house). Still room to join?