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Art Nouveau Doors
(Photos uncredited as I collected them on my hard-drive a long time ago!)
Source: sweetvisage
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Uncommon Questions for OCs and their creators:
Send me a # (questions for OCs) or a letter (questions for creators) and I’ll answer
QUESTIONS FOR YOUR OCs
- What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?
- How easy is it for your character to laugh?
- How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?)
- How easy is it to earn their trust?
- How easy is it to earn their mistrust?
- Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?
- What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?
- What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child
- Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?
- What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?
- How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?
- How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?
- What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?
- What animal do they fear most?
- How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?
- What makes their stomach turn?
- Are they easily embarrassed?
- What embarrasses them?
- What is their favorite number?
- If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?
- Why do they get up in the morning?
- How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)?
- How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)?
- Is sex something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom?
- What are their thoughts on marriage?
- What is their preferred mode of transportation?
- What causes them to feel dread?
- Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth?
- Do they usually live up to their own ideals?
- Who do they most regret meeting?
- Who are they the most glad to have met?
- Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?
- Could they be considered lazy?
- How hard is it for them to shake a sense of guilt?
- How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive?
- Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap?
- Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)?
- What memory do they revisit the most often?
- How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people?
- How sensitive are they to their own flaws?
- How do they feel about children?
- How badly do they want to reach their end goal?
- If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so?
QUESTIONS FOR CREATORS
A) Why are you excited about this character? B) What inspired you to create them? C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story? D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look? E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you? F) What do you feel when you think of your OC (pride, excitement, frustration, etc)? G) What trait of theirs bothers you the most? H) What trait do you admire most? I) Do you prefer to keep them in their canon universe? J) Did you have to manipulate or exclude canon factors to allow them to create their character?
(This looks like a fun one!)
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reblog this if you’re an indie roleplaying blog with both an LGBTQIA+ mun and LGBTQIA+ muse(s).
i’m trying to get an idea of how large portion of the indie rp community consists of queer muses being written and represented by queer people themselves. allies, don’t interact.
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Guys please reply to this with what your url means or references I’m really curious
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She knew there was no malice in his intention; or rather as far as she could tell anyway. But for the most part the strange male appeared to be most sincere in his words. By now she had figured that such a response was almost natural for her. Too many roads walked, too many chances taken and too many mistakes made.. Not only had it made Radha weary of people but it had also made her weary of causing trouble.
Yet this world... this land? she wasn’t quite sure which it was yet.. Regardless it was certainly quite different from her own. Sure certain things were rather familiar. The technology, magic, landscapes... they all seemed at least a little like they were back home. But there were other things that most certainly were different. For starters her kind.. or rather those who appeared physically similar to her kind roamed free without the fear of pogroms or violence - and for that matter so did Gnomes, Dwarves and Halflings. It was indeed a strange feeling to walk into a town and be greeted with a smile or... complete indifference? Liberating even. Had she done such where she was from she would surely receive distrustful glares, snide remarks and if she was unlucky.. threats. And then there were those like this man. Something, someone completely new. She was completely ignorant to what it was he exactly.. was.. but this was not to say she wasn’t at least a little eager to find out.
“ I understand. Its more of a.. natural reaction for me at this point. But I am not so proud to admit I still have no idea as to where I am going.. “
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@cxrvinae
The sun was setting. Even now, the forest started to quiet and branches rustled with the weight of birds returning to their nests. Some crickets began to chirp. The air, cool and earthy. Valathaan watched her in silence, his hand wrapped firmly over the strap of his satchel, and he let his thoughts wander as the daylight hours died away.
Radha, twenty-five, here in the woods–
“Unforgiving are the perils of the world, and yet alone you brave them.” It sounded like it was almost to himself, but it wasn’t. Some birds cawed far off someplace and the grass muffled his steps. “Is it here you wish to remain?” All by herself?
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Shifting to the side she came to rest upon the verdant moss covered trunk of a fallen tree that littered the path through the weald, body littered in the remaining globules of afternoon light scattering and dancing among the leaves. Amber eyes browsed over to the source of she sudden impromptu question.
“ The world is never forgiving my friend, even to little girls it can be cruel. I learnt that long ago, so do not betray to think I am so niave. Yet your concern as ever is heart warming. I am not so alone as you would believe.”
A smile capered its way onto her youthful features as she turned to face Valathaan with some mirth hidden in her voice.
“ Though I fear people shall begin to assume that you are my father, with the way you watch hawk eyed and dote over me. “
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hir·aeth
/‘hir,āeth/
noun a homesickness for a home you can not return to or a home that never was.
❝ I like it. What is it? ❞
( Meme//accepting )
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“ To be quite honest? I am still figuring that out”
She checked over the cube - artefact looking for some sort of inscription or indication for its use. It sounded like something was in it and seemed to look like it would open; however no matter the force it would not budge.
“ It would appear its enchanted to open only on certain conditions... as to what they are I am uncertain. regardless it is indeed a curious discovery and I pray it will enlighten me at least a little to possible technologies and knowledge that my people have lost. “
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friendly reminder that even if i take ages to reply, i still want to roleplay with you
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KING ARTHUR / LEGEND OF THE SWORD PROMPTS .
- ❝ Why have enemies when you can have friends? ❞
- ❝ I thought you’d be taller and would have a beard. ❞
- ❝ I see you’re trying to get me to do something razzle-dazzle with that sword. ❞
- ❝ There’s an army of you, there’s only one of me. ❞
- ❝ I’ve talked, I’m happy to talk, but there is no way… that I am fighting. ❞
- ❝ Hang that up, don’t want it getting creased. ❞
- ❝ It should be clear by now that whatever you and your friends think I am, I am not it. ❞
- ❝ It’s all yours, son. Though I warn you, it’s got quite a bite. ❞
- ❝ You wanted to know what gave me such drive? It was you. ❞
- ❝ I am here now because of you. You created me. And for that, I bless you. ❞
- ❝ You’re no longer dealing with the man you previously met. ❞
- ❝ You’re no longer a myth. You’re starting to mean something. ❞
- ❝ You are resisting the sword. The sword isn’t resisting you. ❞
- ❝ You want him to think big? Give him something big to think about. ❞
- ❝ They’re fighting in your name. ❞
- ❝ How do you get money from a Viking? ❞
- ❝ You have won, [ NAME ]. You have won. Now, play with me. ❞
- ❝ When people fear you, it is the most intoxicated position a man can possess. ❞
- ❝ You know what happens now. You’re quickly becoming a legend. ❞
- ❝ This lot’s been trying that for years. Good luck doing that for them. ❞
- ❝ And once you finish it, how are you supposed to get to the middle? ❞
- ❝ Let me show you what your uncle will do if you do not accept. ❞
- ❝ The sword is yours now, son. Take it. ❞
- ❝ Long live the King! Long live the King! ❞
- ❝ I’m a little old for finger-wagging and speeches. ❞
- ❝ Can you just get around to telling me exactly what it is you want? ❞
- ❝ It’s quite dangerous being one of you lot, isn’t it? ❞
- ❝ You’re good with animals, aren’t you? ❞
- ❝ Never met one of you in the flesh. I thought you’d be taller… ❞
- ❝ You have to break his old self completely, wear him down. ❞
- ❝ You’re playing with fire, [ NAME ]. ❞
- ❝ I’m not killing the king before he’s even become one! ❞
- ❝ Pick it up. Pick it up with both hands. ❞
- ❝ If you want that sword so much, your lordship, you can keep it… ❞
- ❝ Now, that would have hurt a lot more if I’d left the ring on. ❞
- ❝ It was [ NAME ] who murdered your father ❞
- ❝ Did you see everything you needed to see? ❞
- ❝ I need you to do as I tell you. I need to get you and the boy away from here. ❞
- ❝ You sharpened the blade. You created me. ❞
- ❝ Why has the water dropped? Why does the sword reveal itself now? ❞
- ❝ As your power increases, so do to the forces that will oppose you. ❞
- ❝ The born king will come. It is inevitable. ❞
- ❝ You felt it, didn’t you, my power? ❞
- ❝ I’ve never had any power or any desire to achieve it. ❞
- ❝ Don’t worry. You will soon understand what all the fuss is about. ❞
- ❝ What you didn’t account for is what you can do with this sword. ❞
- ❝ You wanted the prophecy, this is your prophecy. ❞
- ❝ The man who pulled sword from stone, behold, your born king! ❞
- ❝ Because for the first time, there is something you don’t know. ❞
- ❝ What gave you such drive? you felt if, the power, didn’t you? ❞
- ❝ I’m not getting drawn into this mess! ❞
- ❝ There are rumors, the legend of the sword, of a king other than yourself. ❞
- ❝ Listen to me, I need you to do as I tell you. ❞
- ❝ If I go down, you follow him. If he goes down, you follow me. ❞
- ❝ Did you see everything you needed to see? ❞
- ❝ Are you scared? You should be. ❞
- ❝ You make sense of the devil. ❞
- ❝ You put me in that brothel. You cut me on the streets. ❞
- ❝ But doesn’t it make the palace burn well? ❞
- ❝ No, I mean I’m sorry. You’ve made a mistake. ❞
- ❝ I’ll step off this throne and you can deal with me as the man you previously met. ❞
- ❝ Well, now that’s out the way, let’s eat. ❞
- ❝ I understand there’s been a change in the leadership. ❞
- ❝ I am confident that you will still honor the agreement made. ❞
- ❝ I’m prepared to extend the deadline by a week. ❞
- ❝ We’ve been wondering what you were doing in here. ❞
- ❝ I like it. What is it? ❞
- ❝ I’m not getting drawn into this mess. There’s an army of you. ❞
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( © ) sᴏᴏɴᴇʀ ᴏʀ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴇɴ sᴇɪᴅʜᴇ; ᴀʟʟ ᴅᴡᴀʀᴠᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɢɴᴏᴍᴇs. ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʟʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ, ɪᴛ’s ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴇɴᴇs. ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴs: ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇsᴛ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʀs ғʀᴏᴍ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴀ ᴅɪᴍ-ᴡɪᴛᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ʙᴀʀʙᴀʀɪᴀɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʟɪᴍʙ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴘɪʟᴇ ᴏғ ʙᴏɴᴇs, sɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴄʟᴀɪᴍ:
“ ɪ ᴡɪɴ. ”
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It's Sexual Sunday so...
- send my muse inappropriate questions
- flirt with them anonymously or not
- try to make them blush
- kiss them at random
- send me terrible pickup lines
- get my muse hot and bothered
Pretty much this is your excuse to do what you want to my muse and see if you can get away with it. So go crazy!
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“The man is iron, hard and unyielding.”
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“ And yet Iron rusts, breaks and fails for nothing is truly forever-lasting. “
Amber eyes stared up into the eyes of the Aen Elle woman. A slight curved smile.
“ So.. I’m guessing there is a point to your statement? “