@Foster Yes! Lets start a zombie rp!
writingrin
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7 yrs ago
Please check out my RP search thread! ✿ roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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9 yrs ago
Once I start the RPs I'm plotting now I can go on to start some more! Because I know there'll be lots of waiting in between. :) Putting my interest check on hold now.
9 yrs ago
OMFD. That interest check was more successful than I expected. Thank you all for your lovely RP offers! But I need to slow down!!!
9 yrs ago
Going to try to start some rps tomorrow!
9 yrs ago
The thing about me is that I need to be in a lot of RPs at once. One post will get the engine going for all the others. I've honestly never been in "too many" at once. RP with me a lot! <3
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Female, Late 20's, Southern USA, Single, Straight, Religious
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Introverted, anxious, cat lover
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Watercolors, blues and greens, mermaids, books, hidden faces, cats, old stuff, florals, typography
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Read, write, consume TV. Pinterest/Wish/Etsy. Commissioning Art. Tumblr. Tea. Podcasts
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ASL, Graphic Design/Typography/Web Design, MY HOUSE 😣
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Modern: Brandon Sanderson, Tamora Pierce, Gail Carson Levine
Classics: Pride and Prejudice (and Zombies too), Robin Hood, The 3 Musketeers, Sherlock Holmes, Phantom of the Opera
Anime: Yona of the Dawn, Hikaru No Go, Pokemon, Inuyasha, Hayao Miyazaki, Sailor Moon, Naruto (fandom more than canon)
Movies: Pirates of the Caribbean, Pride and Prejudice, THE PRINCESS BRIDE
TV: Gilmore Girls, Stargate, Stargate Atlantis, The Librarian, Firefly, Timeless, Leverage, Alias
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@DemonMiyu Well, Wiseman is too creepy for me so can I just have demande be an antagonist on his own?
Do you like him as a bad guy? Or can we do an AU of some sort with him?
Do you want me to write him or you? If me, what's your OC like?
Do you want me to write him or you? If me, what's your OC like?
See my other thread: https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/167221-rins-genres-tropes-and-fandoms/ooc
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PAUSED. FULL. Only accepting Inuyasha or Naruto RPS ATM
Shinrai sat up quickly. KAMI THAT HURT! Her eyes narrowed on the hanyou, ready to attack. But he wasn't planning to attack her. Suspiciously, her eyes snapped to the exit. Seeing it open was good. She glanced at him. He hadn't moved. Also good. Her gaze shot around the shrine, noting the absence of others and the remains of a fire, then returned to him. He looked... unthreatening. Her aura subsided quickly.
She sucked in a breath and sighed heavily. Very unprincess like. But the adreniline was still rushing. And her ribs were hurting. So she continued to breath deeply, pausing when he spoke. She kept her eyes fixed on him the whole time.
After his plea and explanation she finally looked away. With another sigh she settled back down on her back. It was undignified and vulnerable but it was too painful to rest any other way. She took a moment to think, while dodging away from livewire memories and dreams.
She smelled the sea, yes. Both from outside and from their clothing. She was also sandy and still damp, especially her back. The air was too muggy to allow for complete drying. She didn't remember landing in the sea or on the shore but she believed it and he really must have carried her here then. And he hadn't hurt her.
Appologetically eyes roved back to him. "Forgive me," she rasped. She swallowed and continued stronger. "Thank you, ah...?" She paused and raised an eyebrow hoping he would fill in with his name. Should she use her own when he asked?
She sucked in a breath and sighed heavily. Very unprincess like. But the adreniline was still rushing. And her ribs were hurting. So she continued to breath deeply, pausing when he spoke. She kept her eyes fixed on him the whole time.
After his plea and explanation she finally looked away. With another sigh she settled back down on her back. It was undignified and vulnerable but it was too painful to rest any other way. She took a moment to think, while dodging away from livewire memories and dreams.
She smelled the sea, yes. Both from outside and from their clothing. She was also sandy and still damp, especially her back. The air was too muggy to allow for complete drying. She didn't remember landing in the sea or on the shore but she believed it and he really must have carried her here then. And he hadn't hurt her.
Appologetically eyes roved back to him. "Forgive me," she rasped. She swallowed and continued stronger. "Thank you, ah...?" She paused and raised an eyebrow hoping he would fill in with his name. Should she use her own when he asked?
Eventually the dragonness stopped being unconscious and started being asleep. Her closed eyes began to dart rapidly and her expression became fretful. It was all replaying...
Hieri in the museum, stealing the orb, killing the guards, running away from her. The chase. Over the edge. Down down. Storming like crazy. Past the point of no return. The battle!
Shinrai whined in her dream, weakly rejecting what she already knew was happening, had happened, was fact.
BETRAYED!
It hurt so bad, as bad as the first time. He hurt her. But every time she hurt him, she hurt herself too. You can't win when you're fighting someone you love. But she did fight him. She clawed and bit and ripped and gouged until she got that orb back.
And then what? She had it in her jaws. She was looking at him, with tears in her eyes. She already knew she couldn't go back up. So she had to just... get away from him. But he was already coming back at her. But she couldn't keep fighting him! She loved him too much! She wished...
No, NO! She'd only wished... She hadn't meant to WISH wish!
She'd caused that all-powerful lightening to strike. SHE had.
This time Shinrai keened and came awake with a gasp. Which turned into a sob. She would've cried then and there, but when she tried to raise her arms and sit up she found that her body was too heavy. This kicked her instincts into gear and distracted her from her grief.
She struggled to breathe evenly and quietly and strained her senses to get a picture of her surroundings before she moved. So far nothing alive seemed near but she couldn't just lie here unprotected. So she flexed her claws, readying to attack, lethargy or not. She drew her lips back in a threatening snarl. Then her emerald eyes flew open to fix on...
Hieri in the museum, stealing the orb, killing the guards, running away from her. The chase. Over the edge. Down down. Storming like crazy. Past the point of no return. The battle!
Shinrai whined in her dream, weakly rejecting what she already knew was happening, had happened, was fact.
BETRAYED!
It hurt so bad, as bad as the first time. He hurt her. But every time she hurt him, she hurt herself too. You can't win when you're fighting someone you love. But she did fight him. She clawed and bit and ripped and gouged until she got that orb back.
And then what? She had it in her jaws. She was looking at him, with tears in her eyes. She already knew she couldn't go back up. So she had to just... get away from him. But he was already coming back at her. But she couldn't keep fighting him! She loved him too much! She wished...
No, NO! She'd only wished... She hadn't meant to WISH wish!
She'd caused that all-powerful lightening to strike. SHE had.
This time Shinrai keened and came awake with a gasp. Which turned into a sob. She would've cried then and there, but when she tried to raise her arms and sit up she found that her body was too heavy. This kicked her instincts into gear and distracted her from her grief.
She struggled to breathe evenly and quietly and strained her senses to get a picture of her surroundings before she moved. So far nothing alive seemed near but she couldn't just lie here unprotected. So she flexed her claws, readying to attack, lethargy or not. She drew her lips back in a threatening snarl. Then her emerald eyes flew open to fix on...
It was great!
Mwuahaha, okay! I'm PMing you now.
Thanks!
Thanks!
The young woman was clearly a princess. Something about the two gold, rose shaped, kanzashi clipped to her horns suggested it, as well as the very fine--but shredded--dress. It looked a bit Chinese, but at the same time so unusual that it couldn't possibily have come from there. She still wore shoes (they were strapped to her feet) and they were beautiful and strange as well.
What was a princess doing falling out of the sky? Well, she WAS a dragon. Never mind that only 1 had so far been seen in Japan since The Great Migration. There was no doubt this was another. A scaly, light-green tail was curled around her. Forest green hair, the same color as that on her head, ran down its length and formed the paint-brush like tip. She had long furry ears extending from the sides of her head; they were cow-like, except for the light green color matching her scales. Branchy, brownish green horns jutted from the sides of her head, growing backward and then gracefully curving back up. Of course her hands and feet were clawed, like any youkai. Finally, she had a sprinkling of scales on her cheek bones, half-circling her eyes, a bright green jewel on her forehead between her bangs.
Unlike a human princess, her body didn't appear noodly and unmuscled. But this did not necessasarily mean she was prone to exercise. She had a faint black eye but she wasn't bleeding anywhere and none of her bones appeared broken. Her hair was stripped from whatever style she normally wore it in, so it sprawled around her--all the way to her feet. Aside from being soaked to the bone and very chilly, if the paleness of her skin indicated how chilly she was feeling. Nothing on her face gave away her discomforts. It was slack with unconsciousness. Or death... But there was, thankfully, still a slight rise and fall to her chest.
Whatever power had made her glow and washed her onto the beach was probably not her own, and was definitely dormant now. Perhaps it had protected her before, but it wasn't anymore.
It didn't look like she would be stirring for quite a while, leaving her virtue and the pure gold accessories she wore unprotected. She looked beautifully tragic at the moment. But still, perhaps, not worth the trouble of saving. Since when did a DRAGON need saving, anyway? Then again, she clearly wasn't a normal dragon.
What was a princess doing falling out of the sky? Well, she WAS a dragon. Never mind that only 1 had so far been seen in Japan since The Great Migration. There was no doubt this was another. A scaly, light-green tail was curled around her. Forest green hair, the same color as that on her head, ran down its length and formed the paint-brush like tip. She had long furry ears extending from the sides of her head; they were cow-like, except for the light green color matching her scales. Branchy, brownish green horns jutted from the sides of her head, growing backward and then gracefully curving back up. Of course her hands and feet were clawed, like any youkai. Finally, she had a sprinkling of scales on her cheek bones, half-circling her eyes, a bright green jewel on her forehead between her bangs.
Unlike a human princess, her body didn't appear noodly and unmuscled. But this did not necessasarily mean she was prone to exercise. She had a faint black eye but she wasn't bleeding anywhere and none of her bones appeared broken. Her hair was stripped from whatever style she normally wore it in, so it sprawled around her--all the way to her feet. Aside from being soaked to the bone and very chilly, if the paleness of her skin indicated how chilly she was feeling. Nothing on her face gave away her discomforts. It was slack with unconsciousness. Or death... But there was, thankfully, still a slight rise and fall to her chest.
Whatever power had made her glow and washed her onto the beach was probably not her own, and was definitely dormant now. Perhaps it had protected her before, but it wasn't anymore.
It didn't look like she would be stirring for quite a while, leaving her virtue and the pure gold accessories she wore unprotected. She looked beautifully tragic at the moment. But still, perhaps, not worth the trouble of saving. Since when did a DRAGON need saving, anyway? Then again, she clearly wasn't a normal dragon.
@shinigami94
I don't know why I get the feeling you might be into Zombies but I think I'll go ahead and suggest it.
I have a girl from New Orleans who gets stuck out of state during the zombie apoc. and is trying to get home in her RV. Or maybe 5th wheel. With all the windows boarded up like its for a hurricane.
She needs a mechanic and some help salvaging gas as often as possible. Someone to watch her back while she does it.
We can work out details about this version of the apocalypse. Like is it viral? And how fast you turn. And how quick they are and what draws their attention.
Its not going to be a romance, at least not at first. And she won't want to let anyone help her or help anyone else but she's getting to the point where she'll have to.
Interested?
I don't know why I get the feeling you might be into Zombies but I think I'll go ahead and suggest it.
I have a girl from New Orleans who gets stuck out of state during the zombie apoc. and is trying to get home in her RV. Or maybe 5th wheel. With all the windows boarded up like its for a hurricane.
She needs a mechanic and some help salvaging gas as often as possible. Someone to watch her back while she does it.
We can work out details about this version of the apocalypse. Like is it viral? And how fast you turn. And how quick they are and what draws their attention.
Its not going to be a romance, at least not at first. And she won't want to let anyone help her or help anyone else but she's getting to the point where she'll have to.
Interested?
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