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The first Animation I've ever done and it was for a discord server rp XD

Hope you guys like it anyway 🤣👍

(click image to see better cause Tumblr be like that)

Please help I have Plague Doctor brain rot rn and drew this for a Discord RPG server and I love this character to bits rn. And for those of you who are familiar with the Legends of Arthur. Yes she is named after the Kight Bliant. Bliant was the one who helped Sir Lancelot when he was love sick.

She also has her Plague Doctor staff, and you can thank @clqveris for the big brain idea of combining the one snake staff with the typical plague doctor staff (The staff with the hourglass and wings on it).

(click the read more if you want to see a more close up drawing of Bliant's staff and info on it as well)

Bliant's staff is no ordinary staff, the snake that is mounted to the staff, is named Nehushtan. Which was indeed inspired by the biblical story of Moses. Nehushtan was a metal serpent mounted on a staff that Moses had made, by God's command, to cure the Israelites of snake bites while wandering in the desert. Also the snake itself is sentaint, though it mostly just takes the form of an inanimate golden snake coiled around the staff, but it does have a true form, but more prefers to travel this away with its owner(s???).

Bliant can also talk to Nehushtan even when the snake is inanimate, and only she can hear Nehushtan talk. So most of the time when Bliant is talking to Nehushtan, to onlookers it just looks like Bliant is talking to inanimate staff, since Bliant is the only one who can hear Nehushtan through the deep connection she has with them. So to those that don't know her and about her staff, they just assume she's crazy, which many people do, but Blinat isn't to bothered by this fact that no one else can hear Nehushtan. In fact she is rather causal about it when people ask her why she talks to her staff, whether they believe her or not is up to them, and again she isn't bothered if they don't.

Welcome home roleplayer!!

I realized I NEED to roleplay welcome home soon!! 😭😭😭 So looking for rp partners I have a intro on my board and everything!

I made this :] i love My wife

//hiiii sofrry for dying chat I was preparing shit for my bday!!!! And easter!!! And school ig.

Aaanywayy! !!! Last night (April 24th) was my bday!!!!! Eoahahh I have aged up!!! And I have come here to show THIS AWESOME SAUCE POSTER THAT WAS MADE BY @verybug420 !!!

So injection-sectioncore!

THIS WILL BE MADE INTO A ACTUAL POSTER THAT WILL BE HANGED!!!!! (heh....just like era—)

Portrait I made for a Call of Cthulhu table, for now he looks like this, he will probably end worse than my other character, Nemara, when the table is finished, if he manages to survive to the end :I

Also sorry if the face looks a little weird, I didn't try too hard to correct that this time.

I legitimately didn't know what kind of light to use, or what to put in the background, lately I just feel like I can't do anything right xb

Worked pretty hard over the week to make more spells done to hand out at the lest weekend of faire! I have adults, kids and some for both! I'll miss this till next year. 💔

My babies

My babies

"Greetings everyone, I'm Dr. Indiana. I'm the second medic on board the Tulpar."

"If you wish to know more about me, it be greatly appreciated if you reach out. Is this how these things work? Daisuke was ... excited when showing me this app, so excuse my unfamiliarity with this place."

(Will either reply with whiteboard art or just plain text.)

....

OOC !!! :P

heya! this is the person behind this account speaking! :D Just wanna say this is a rp account / Ask blog of my mouthwashing oc, so any other ocs or canon characters are free to interact with this account!

i will say this might be before the crash, since my oc wore glasses before the crash (dumbass lost them after the ship crashed, so he was basically blind as a bat during the post-crash incidents. /silly)

Writer is a MINOR! 16+ (no super suggestive stuff pls! i can handle some flirting or anything of the sorts, just.. treat this like any other regular person)

I'm just here for some fun, so don't mind me hehe :3

-- COLORS! (For speeches, mostly just my oc for obvious reasons)

Blue is my oc!

Pink is Daisuke!

Red is .. JIMPY (if he ever gets involved in my asks)

Purple is Anya!

Green would be Curly, heh

and Orange is Swansea (bro where is yellow? sob)

Hola~

I'm Marina! I'm here just to hang out with people! Not many navy folk in my waters lately :(

Come chat with me!

And pick up your trash >:(

Edit this is no longer an OC roleplay, as I've introjected into the system, however still please please ask me questions about my memories or my home please I love to yap! :D

Hello Hello! My name is Beal and I am looking for rp partners (Not replacing anyone!)

*A little About me*

- PST timezone 

- sometimes slow replies [often busy]

- I rp with oc's but I'm open to do doubles 

- dislike one liners

- all my oc's are straight  

*Requirements of you!*

- fine with playing male characters

- No ghosting Please

- Communication

- Don't spam, if I haven't responded in like a week then you can send a follow-up dm

- If you are looking to do doubles and want to use an oc PLEASE have one already ready and one with detail, sorry but i'm not a big fan of 'hold up let me make a oc rq' Not trying to be mean but it can be a little annoying, of course the rule doesn't apply if you're looking to play as a cannon character

*Now, Here is some information about my rp interests/style!*

- Mirror/Lit

- Romance is a must

-Fluff, Angst, Fantasy, Drama, are all genres I adore

- although I do mostly choose fxm, pairing for my oc's I'm fine with doing almost any pairing for your oc!

- Currently interested in fandom oc x cc rp

*FANDOMS*[progressively a adding more fandoms]

If more than one love interest there's gonna be a '☆' next to my favorite's and if there's no star it means I don't mind either of them, there's gonna be a ‘▽’ next to what i'm most interested in at the moment BUT I dont mind rping other things on the list [willing to do ocxoc fandomless if talked about, I have a female and a male oc talk about in dm's]

▽Ride the Cyclone {Musical}

{Love interest: Mischa}

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One Piece {Live action}

{Love interest: Zoro ☆, Luffy Or Sanji}

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▽Umbrella Academy {Show}

{Love interest: Klaus☆, Diego or Ben}

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Stranger Things {Show}

[Love interest: Steve or Eddie}

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▽Detroit become human {Game}

{Love interest: Connor}

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Bridgerton{Show}

{Main oc love interest: Anthony or Theo}

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Squid game s2

{K-Drama}

[love interest: Thanos or Min-su]

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▽House of dragon

[Love interest: Aemond or Jacaerys☆]

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The Outsiders [movie]

[coming soon]

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▽Monster high g1

[Love interest: Deuce ☆☆, Clawd ☆ or Valentine☆]

[interact if interested!]

back w/ another rp call because i am in fact relentless. developing a daisy edgar jones oc and i absolutely need a glen powell fc to write against her! pls pls pls bring him into my clutches,, i write on discord! i’m 20+ so please only interact if you are 18+, i do write nsfw as well! i’m up for pretty much any vibe we want to go for, but i do love some slice of life plots! i’d love to brainstorm and come up with something we can enjoy together <3 if you’re interested please like this post or send me a message!

pls someone give me an oc with ayo edebiri as the faceclaim for a fxf rp... i am begging (dm or like if u are interested!!!!!!!)

Visit Clear Springs!

Clear Springs is a small town nestled between Foley and Orange Beach, in Baldwin County Alabama. It’s a small quiet town where not much happens…. At least that is what everyone wants people to think. There are rumors of werewolves and witches roaming these woods. Some people even claim see humans shift into other animalist forms. Even the occasional hunter will hunt these woods hoping for a news breaking kill.

I don’t know if these creatures exist, but I do know that late at night you can hear something howling from the woods and weird things happen. Maybe, just maybe all the stories are true.

Y’all stay safe, The Rogue Alpha

Welcome to Clear Springs, a supernatural slice of life RP server!

We are an 18+ and LGBTQ+ friendly roleplay server. Are you a werewolf, a shifter, a witch, or a human? The choice is completely up to you! We do have a server wide plot, but you are more than welcome to plot your own adventure. This is place for you to be as creative as you please.

We will be so happy to have you and we hope you enjoy your stay.

Visit Clear Springs!

Clear Springs is a small town nestled between Foley and Orange Beach, in Baldwin County Alabama. It’s a small quiet town where not much happens…. At least that is what everyone wants people to think. There are rumors of werewolves and witches roaming these woods. Some people even claim see humans shift into other animalist forms. Even the occasional hunter will hunt these woods hoping for a news breaking kill.

I don’t know if these creatures exist, but I do know that late at night you can hear something howling from the woods and weird things happen. Maybe, just maybe all the stories are true.

Y’all stay safe, The Rogue Alpha

Welcome to Clear Springs, a supernatural slice of life RP server!

We are an 18+ and LGBTQ+ friendly roleplay server. Are you a werewolf, a shifter, a witch, or a human? The choice is completely up to you! We do have a server wide plot, but you are more than welcome to plot your own adventure. This is place for you to be as creative as you please.

We will be so happy to have you and we hope you enjoy your stay.

Join Clear Spring!

The Rot - Part I, Chapter II

The armour had many problems.

It looked perfect to the naked eye. Built of alloys that would be far too complicated to name, it hugged every contour of Castiel's body, as if it was shaped while she was wearing it. Though it looked marvellously ornate, with engravings and ornamentation that made one think of the beauty of Golmore, it was sturdy enough to withstand the mightiest of blows.

Castiel knew of all the secrets of her cursed birthright. How it was more than just metal shaped to fit a person. She also knew that it was too cumbersome to remove by herself.

Lyra undid the leather straps on the front, sides and the back of the cuirass. There was a particular process to be followed when donning or removing the Levinplate, and the blacksmith was well aware of it by now.

"Why bother wearing half of it? Hells, why bother wearing any of it?" She asked Castiel, leaning to the side as she carefully undid the last strap, near the tailbone. "I thought you were only checking out the body." Her voice was like that of a songbird that had worked far too long in smoke and smog, giving it a scratchy undertone Castiel enjoyed more than she'd admit. Lyra was much smaller than the Viera, but that didn't stop her from stomping up on a wooden stool until she stood as high as those lupine ears and sliding her fingers under the top half of the cuirass. Her soft appearance masked the strength of a blacksmith. Toiling away at hunks of metal built enough strength for her to lift the pieces.

The cuirass was split into two halves. The upper half covered Castiel's chest and upper back, while the lower half covered the rest, and rose high to offer additional protection.

"What if I got attacked?" Castiel asked with a smirk. In response, the girl snorted.

"Nobody around here's stupid enough to jump you, Cas. Not by their lonesome." Lyra responded, having removed the pauldrons and the gloves, leaving the Viera's upper half with only the chainmail and dark leather. "What did you learn?"

Castiel rolled her shoulders, freed from the weight for the moment. Her thoughts seemed clearer now, but strangely, a dark cloud remained. A cloud that hadn't left since she entered the village. It was why she had stopped here, after all.

For some strange reason, all the burdens of her soul felt heavier in the village of Hatterton.

"Magic," She responded simply at first, but Lyra looked up from where she was crouched next to Castiel with an annoyed expression. The Viera sighed and continued, "Something was done to the poor fellow. There was magic around him. Magic flowing through the spike. That's why he hadn't slid down--"

Her voice caught in her throat as she felt the girl's hands around the inside of her thigh, through the dark cloth. Castiel wasn't stranger to physical affection, but her life of travel meant that she often missed out on... opportunities.

"Hm?" Lyra hummed in a tone that seemed too innocent to truly be so, and rose to settle the greaves on a table with the rest of the plate.

Castiel cleared her throat and continued. "That's why he was suspended. Why there were no flies or maggots on him. Now, I just need to figure out the who and the why of it." She kept the details about the scar to herself. She didn't need anybody to wonder why the town's fresh cadaver and the passerby had almost the exact same scar.

"I suppose it's your job. You accepted it, you have to see it through." The sabatons came off, and for some reason, Castiel felt naked. There was still the leather and the cloth, but she could feel the blacksmith's eyes looking at her more than any modest woman in a modest village should.

It wasn't the first time, of course, but it had always been brief. Short bursts of physical contact, as if she were tasting of some forbidden fruit. She could feel Lyra's hands tremble, like she had done something terrible by touching her thigh.

Castiel turned and stripped herself of the leather underarmour and the cloth undershirt. As expected, Lyra blushed furiously and looked off to the side, clearing her throat. "Castiel, you are a guest, so you cannot just--"

"Just, what?" Castiel demanded, a devilish smirk painting her visage. She had only been here a few days, but it wasn't hard to notice how Lyra would steal glances at the Viera when she thought she wasn't looking.

"Just... strip. This is not a brothel," The blacksmith steeled herself. "And I'm spoken for." She looked up, glaring with as much authority as she could into Castiel's crimson eyes.

In response, the Viera nodded and leaned closer, causing the girl to mutter something incomprehensible. She didn't look away this time. Castiel extended her arm forward, her body coming dangerously close to Lyra's. All she did, however, was reach for a shirt on the table behind her.

She didn't move any further, however, staying in that awkward position, her body inches from pressing against someone whose breathing seemed to come out harsher than it was moments prior. There was a mirror behind them, and Castiel understood why the girl was practically frozen.

The Viera looked as if she had been sculpted from the finest of stones by the finest craftsmen. Every muscle looked to be rolled steel under bronze skin, which shone in the glow of the hearthfire. Her arms were made to bear great weights, and her abs were no less magnificent. Under the leather pants, her legs were as stalwart as the rest of her. Messy black hair, highlights dyed crimson, crowned her sharp, angular face.

She had the body of a warrior, marked with countless scars. Each one was a victory. She was perfect.

Except, of course, her left arm. It was sleek and black from the shoulder down. It was as muscular as her other arm, but it appeared sculpted in a more literal sense. She had built that mechanical arm herself, and more than two winters had passed before she perfected it. It moved almost exactly like her real arm.

Lyra wasn't focused on the prosthetic, though. She was looking straight ahead, at Castiel's breasts. She could feel the girl's breath, coming in quick and shallow, the warmth blossoming between her breasts. It wasn't unpleasant.

"Spoken for," Castiel repeated. "I don't see Jerome anywhere." She reeled back her hand, leaving the shirt on the table. In a few short moments, she had come to a decision and no longer needed her clothes. She leaned down, her fingers nudging Lyra's gaze upward by her chin. The blue of her eyes was speckled with violet.

"Do you?"

Lyra glanced at the door. It wasn't uncommon for that man to spend his days and nights at the tavern. Farkle and Triple Triad were more important to him. Lyra inhaled sharply and said, "Fuck it." Within moments, she had climbed upon Castiel, arms wrapped around her broad shoulders. She hung on as their lips met in a fiery connection of hot, desperate need, suppressing her shaky breath. Castiel's hand pressed into her brown curls, tangling and finding what purchase they could. Their bodies pressed against each other, melted into each other with the sweat and the rainwater, and Castiel could feel how hard the girl's heart was thumping. She could feel her own, too, beating against its cage.

With her prosthetic hand, Castiel made Lyra's legs curl around her hips and kept her there while moving forward. The motion only made the kiss deeper and hungrier, as if she thought it'd end if she breathed. Their tongues curled around and toyed with each other, but with a sharp motion, Castiel's tongue slid into Lyra's mouth. She tasted her saliva, and this invasion made her moan into the Viera's mouth.

They separated with breathless gasps when Castiel set her on the table, but before any regrets could be shared, she pressed her lips into the side of Lyra's neck. She could feel the heat of her breath spread, as she kissed and bit. Her prey groaned, "Oh, Gods... You make my heart stop."

She felt it again. The urge. The hunger in her depths, clawing at her soul, pushing her to take what was hers. This was not the armour. It was her very being whispering into her thoughts. The scar on her back pulsed. Lyra was a willing prey, and there was no reason to hold back. The war drums in her head grew louder. They were always there. They always made her tear flesh apart, but this would be enough. Tasting the girl would satisfy her enough.

It didn't matter that, while Castiel was beneath the curtain of the girl's hair with her eyes shut, teeth biting Lyra's neck whenever she wasn't kissing it, her mind wandered. For the briefest of moments, she was far away, in a cabin in the snow, with someone she lost forever ago. Lyra moaned into Castiel's ears, her need rising, her legs pulling her closer between them.

A woman's scream from the outside woke Castiel from her trance.

The Rot - Part I, Chapter I

As Castiel looked over the spiked body on the side of the small hill, she realised that the weight of the armour kept growing the more she chose to resist the influence.

The armour didn't appear to be anything malicious. If anything, any onlooker would find it to be ornate; something a royal knight would wear during a parade. Definitely not suited for a tall Viera woman who seemed uncomfortable, despite the metal being practically formed around her body with how well it fit her.

Of course, none but she could possibly understand how it made the war drums in her mind so much louder. Simply wearing the pieces made it easier for her old self to claw its way back. She could remember it all as clear as day now, the horrors she had committed with glee. Her skin crawled, the disgust with herself obvious on her face, and her gaze trailed downward, past the small patch of woods and toward the village.

She didn't know quite what to call it, really. 'Village' didn't seem quite accurate. That seemed to imply a community that was more tight-knit, perhaps. Here, people seemed disparate. Perhaps 'settlement' was a better term, she thought.

Castiel looked back up, and brought her attention to the job at hand. Before her was the body of a man, positioned awkwardly, with a large metal spike driven through his skull and into the grass. She couldn't tell exactly how young or old he had been at the time of his death. He had been flayed almost entirely, save for the bits between his fingers and his toes. She didn't wish to move him, because the spike appeared to be propping him up. How he hadn't slid down the spike was a mystery.

She walked closer, taking a deep breath as she did. The smell of a rotting body - a sickly sweetness, the smell of garbage in a bin left for too long - wasn't new to her. Castiel had dealt in death for far too many years for the pungency to bother her. She didn't ignore it, of course. It was simply another mental entry in her notebook, part of a list of what she noticed and learned as she conducted her autopsy.

Another entry in that notebook was about the state of the body. Besides being flayed, it was charred. As if the man - or boy - had been tossed onto a grill for a few seconds before being pulled off. He wasn't burned to a crisp, but the flesh had been exposed to heat.

Interestingly, it looked as if every part of him had been exposed to the same level of heat at the same time. No part of his body looked darker than the rest, and there were no burn marks separating the meat. All of him had been blasted with fire.

She took another step forward, and found herself standing over the face. Though the man was bent backward, with his now non-existant eyes looking skyward, even at his full height, Castiel would have dwarfed him. She was tall. Tall enough that, even without her lupine ears, she would easily stand out in a crowd. She leaned in closer to the face.

As had been evident, the face had been crushed inward, the skull cracking and giving way. The dried meat on the grass beneath him meant that some of it had seeped through with the spike, but it had created a gruesome plug of sorts, keeping the rest of the man's face within him. The spike had been driven through where the nose had been, and taken with it the upper jaw and both eyes. The lower jaw hung limply, and from the looks of things, most of the brain seemed intact. On the flesh of the chin, a jagged scar split the skin—a wound that had never fully closed, its edges gnarled like a crack in porcelain. A tiny, jagged line. Another note.

The gore didn't keep her attention for long, though. The light buzzing from around the head had distracted her.

Castiel crouched, an armoured knee pressing into the dirt beneath, and reached out tentatively at the air between the ground and the upper half of the burnt body, and extended her senses. What are you hiding?

It wasn't the most complicated magical technique. Aether was part of all. The people and the environment were connected in a web of energy, and her chosen discipline, that of the Dark Knight, gave her a deeper insight into the magical workings of the world. She would always know when magic was at play, and in that dead, sweet air, there was power. A small field of energy permeated the air between the body, the ground, and the spike.

Castiel could tell that it was magic that was keeping the body awkwardly suspended like that, but the reason for such a thing wasn't hidden in the Aether. Slowly, she reached for the metal spike, and let her metal fingers curl around it. Static bounced from the spike to the gauntlet, but she didn't feel anything. The spike ended with a sharp tip, allowing it to be buried in the ground effectively, but it grew broader as it progressed upward. All in all, the spike was roughly as tall as the man. Almost six feet.

She prepared to rise to her feet, looking upward to ensure she didn't collide with the body, but something far stranger than a little magical field caught her eye, and she gasped.

On the man's back was a large scar, running down his spine, that was white in colour. The scar ran down to the tailbone, and split off into different directions the entire length, looking like a white birch made of scar tissue.

Castiel recognised it.

She reached out again, and her gloved fingertips pressed against the scar. It was thick tissue, and it felt solid. Untouched by whatever flames had burnt the rest of the man. The power she felt in the air was more concentrated within that scarring.

She recognised it because there was a similar scar running down her own back. Larger and deeper, yes, but the similarities couldn't be ignored. It felt like her own had come alive in this moment, and she could feel it burning. She inhaled sharply, taking in more of that awful stench, and steeled herself. That feeling faded as quickly as it had come.

She pulled back. Damn it, she thought to herself, grimacing. This was meant to be a normal one, but there's something here. Another connection.

The clouds above roared in response to her discovery, it seemed, and within moments, her raven-and-crimson hair became drenched. The afternoon sun was cloaked by the dark clouds as rain started in earnest, and Castiel stood up.

She reached into the bag she had been carrying on her back alongside her enormous sword. The crystalline key was still there, but it hadn't worked for some time now. She sighed and turned toward the settlement.

Of course it had to rain. The world always wept when it was inconvenient.

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OC Info 1:

Kaliza.

Kaliza is the sister (if Telemachus were to have one) of Tele, at about 18 and a half years when her father returned from his 20 years of being gone.

She was gifted by the Gods to Penelope, not long after Odysseus left. Or, a gift you could at least say. For Penelope, this made it even harder for her to raise Telemachus, now handling another kid.

Anyways, over the years, she starts to become much more aware of what's going on in her household, and mostly is kept away from it all by either herself, her brother, or her mother. It's not until she turns twelve that she actually began having to handle them herself. By this age she also starts training with Telemachus.

I'm not going to say much else, because, I have some plans in the future. But, enjoy nonetheless.

NÍGHTMÆRÉ - Darien

I'm terrible at drawing hands oh my GOSH- /SRS

Darien is currently wearing a nightish gown in this picture, and, obviously had a nightmare lol.

I used a IbisPaint model for this, but did the arms, hands, clothes, eyes, etc, by myself ^^.

More lore!!!

Before all of this, Athena and Miara had already been having a flashback for a while!!! So, now, this is the end of the Troy Saga, onto the Cyclops Saga...

chat. I am obsessing over multiple fandoms at the same time. Send help- SCREEE

1: WC/Warrior Cats... self explanatory?

2: PJ/Percy Jackson... Dude, I haven't even read the books, and oh meh gerd-

3:... Epic: The Musical. I'M LITERALLY BASING INE OF MY OC'S OFF OF ODY SEND HELP!!!

Chat, I'm doomed, I have OCs for all of these and I have no idea WHAT to do with them...

Frieda - Daughter of Aphrodite.

Hensley - Daughter of Athena.

Serah - Daughter of Ares.

Kantrel - Unclaimed daughter.

Helsa - Goddess of Light.

Nymphadora - A female from Odysseus' crew :o?

Shadeo - Goddess of Darkness and Shadows.

Moonpaw - Female apprentice.

Polarleaf - Female medicine cat.

missed lore!!!

Since y'all weren't there, here's what happened to Miara and the others today:

Miara, Polites, and a smaller group of men went out to explore the island, that's where the song 'Open Arms' comes in, mainly being sung by Polites.

The two met a group of lotus eaters (lotus are a fruit in Epic, that can control one's mind. It glows, and it's seeds glow), and they suggested that them and the men should go explore a cave to the East side of the island.

While this is happening, a portal making inchling is currently in the realm (one of Isabela's inchling child OCs, Viola), and has ended up on the ship that Eurlochus (if I spelled this man's name wrong, apologies), is currently on. They're stationed at the shoreline ^^.

The two meet, talk to each other, etc, he suggests that she tries to get back to the normal realm. Viola does so, but then returns only seconds after, to just say hello to Miara this time around (by popping into her head, peeking down over her forehead and staring into her eye, and saying hi LOL), then she jumped back into the portal.

Now, the smaller group have set off back towards the ships, so they can sail around the island to the East, and find the cave.

Now, for the next part, I have one question...

It's every important...

Have you ever heard of

. . .

Polyphemus ? . . .

Lore, that will lead to it being real...

*Darien stood, staring at her sister, tears slowly rolling down her face.*

"You betrayed me," *She said, with a small sniffle.*

*Her sister quickly went to start speaking,*

"I did what was best for-" *She was cut off.*

"-for me?..." *Darien finished, wiping her tears while doing so.*

"Yes- Me, mom, and dad, did it for you... We just-... I-..."

"You, only, hurt, ME..." *Darien said, her eyes slightly filling with anger.*

"You got rid of my memories, and made me think you all were DEAD..."

"Yes, but we're not-!" *Darien's sister stated, before pausing. Her eyes looked about, before slowly speaking again.*

. . .

"Where is mom and dad?... They were coming too..."

*Darien shut her eyes, letting her tears slowly dry up... Before she opened them again. A brighter light of blue shown in them,*

"I-... I killed them."

F.A AU: Part 3 of Characters

Secti ~

Type: Spotlight

Gender: Male

Appearance: Secti is a spotlight. His lens acts as his eye.

Personality: Accusing and assuming of strangers, another sideish character ^^.

Magnum ~

Aliases: Chief Inspector

Type: Gun

Occupation: Head of Police Force in the Forgotten Lands.

Gender: Male

Voiced by: Brandon Fague

Appearance: Magnum is a gun. He has a silver body and wears a police hat, with a validation sticker.

Personality: Admires the Enforcers, and is a bit energetic. A mainish character!

Fig ~

Type: Display Mannequin

Occupation: Former Rebel Leader

Gender: Male

Fig is a forgotling and the original leader of the Rebels. During the game, he becomes Anne's, perhaps, best friend and greatest ally during her journey.

Appearance: Fig is a display mannequin. His face is located on his chest, instead of his head and he has a goatee. He wears a blonde wig, brown gloves and boots, and carries around with him a rapier sword.

Personality: Fig is brave, and loyal to Anne, in both the game and this AU. He's also dramatic, seeing how he was a mannequin of an actor and their daughter ^^. He used to be leader of The Rebels, as mentioned above. I'll dive into who's the leader now in a moment.

Powers and abilities: Fig is capable of making huge leaps that Anne is unable to. Even when using her Arca-wings, she had a difficult time keeping up with him during their chase over the rooftops. Later in game, he uses this to boost Anne up to places she would otherwise be unable to reach. He uses his rapier to stay in place on a wall, so he can use the position to boost Anne.

Bulb ~

Voiced by: Christopher Tester

A lamp fixture who once lived in the office of a government agent, hence his obsession with clandestine operations. He is the new leader of the remaining Rebels, having been co-leader when Fig was with the group.

<Spoilers!!!>

Heroic Sacrifice: Manage to take away the Arca of Bonku during the final, but dies almost immediately after. (He's alive in this lol, I swear. But still, fr rip.)

Punny Name: His name is Bulb, but despite being capable of emitting bright light, he's not particularly smart. He's a dim bulb.

Secretly Dying: Part of his reason for wanting the Arca is that he's very far along in crystalizing, which he hides with his cloak.

Villainous Rescue: He "saves" Anne from the Lost Pieces so he can publicly capture her for the Rebels and restore his legitimacy as a leader after having lost much of his gravitas to the more charming and competent Fig.

Appearance: Bulb wears a dark cloak, and a top hat. His head is quite literally a light bulb, but, yes, he does have eyes and can speak normally, like most forgotlings.

Personality: Bulb is most commonly typed as ESTJ (Extraverted, Sensing, Thinking, Judging). This suggests Bulb is Objective, Pragmatic, Critical and Tough-minded.

Plumbum ~

<May have spoilers>

Voiced by: Ingvi Stein Steinsson Snaedel

A 1940s-era gasoline pump and subordinate to Chief Inspector Magnum.

Cassandra Truth: Downplayed. He never trusts Anne, Enforcer or not. When she comes back on their side, he expresses rightfully that something is weird, but Magnum brushes it off.

Dumb Muscle: He's not good for much besides physical tasks, but he's strong enough to break down a hydraulic steel door with no damage to show for it.

Easily Forgiven: Is seen during the epilogue of the Sacrifice Ending.

Eyepatch of Power: Played for laugh. He doesn't even have eyes. Double point for smoking cigar without having a mouth.

Hulk Speak: How he talks.Insistent Terminology: He constantly refers to Anne as "Endorser".

The Big Guy : Easily the tallest and strongest character if we don't count Tink

There will be plenty other characters, that I will write about later on!!! For now, this is all you get, my hands are dead.

F.A AU: Part 1 of Characters

[This will go over my OCs in this universe as well! (For now, though)]

Anne ~

Other Names: Enforcer and LittleHawk

Gender: Female ♀

Species: Forgotling (Human)

Occupation: Determinant

Background Information:

Voice __ Rachael Messer.

Appearance: Anne is a young human-looking woman. She appears to be around her late teens or early twenties, regarding her age. During the game she is wearing the same blue and white dress together with brown boots. She wears a glove on her left hand (The Arca) and has a pair of mechanical wings (Arca-Wings) which helps her jump higher and climb. She has brown eyes, pale skin, and ginger hair.

Personality: Anne's role as the enforcer makes her strict, but she is also compassionate. Some of her actions are dependent on the player's choices.

Bonku/Master Bonku:

<SPOILERS???>

Aliases: Master

Occupation: Dictator

Gender: Male

Voiced by: Lou Lambert

Bonku is a main character in Forgotton Anne. He is a human forgotling and the totalitarian ruler of the Forgotten Lands, who usurped control from the original ruler, The Caretaker.

Appearance: Bonku appears to be a middle aged man. He has long, blonde hair and a beard. He wears a white shirt, with a red vest and brown pants. Bonku sometimes wears a green cape, though not always. On his right hand, Bonku wears one of the Arca's and he is always seen carrying with him a walking cane.

Personality: Once an inventor in the human world, otherwise known as the Ether, Bonku is the totalitarian ruler of the Forgotten Lands. He is determined to escape the Forgotten Lands and be remembered once more. Though some are loyal to him, Bonku sees all forgotlings as mere objects and a means to an end. Despite this, Bonku does appear to care deeply about Anne, raising her from infancy and desiring for her to be remembered, just like himself. (Of course, he no longer is THIS cold, he actually respects forgotlings, most except for the remaining rebels.)

Kyson ~

Other Names: Enforcer. [When him and Anne are together, they're called the Enforcers]

Gender: Male

Species: Forgotling (human)

Occupation: Determinant

Background info:

My OC

Appearance: Kyson usually only has one single clothing choice throughout the whole RP, besides occasionally changing his hair style. ---- He has slightly long, and dark, ginger hair, that's seen either in a bun or hanging down. His eyes are a minty green, and he usually has such a innocent little look on his face <3. ---- His Arca is seen on his right hand, due to him being right handed. He has on a cyan long sleeve, with a white woolen vest, and black leggings (they're a bit baggy, due to them not fitting him.) His shoes are simply a pair of black and white slip-ons, not even needing to be tied. ---- When on a mission, he will have Arca-Wings most of the time.

Personality: Kyson is a newer forgotling human, having only been in the forgotten realm for about two weeks, and only has been on three patrols with Anne. He's curious, energetic, sometimes anxious, and overall just a innocent little silly :D. Though, he has autism, and often copes with things by playing his guitar, which he ended up in the realm with. It's rare for forgotlings to bring another item, and it not become one itself. He just wants everyone to be peaceful, but, sadly, he'll come to find that isn't always possible...

Forgotton Anne: Game Story, and AU Premise

So, in the game, usually, there's only two MAIN endings. This AU takes place in a alternate-ish ending.

The original premise of the game, goes into Master Bonku, attempting to open a portal to a place called the Ether. Which used to be home to him, and Anne, before they were forgotten. It is the same for other Forgotlings.

During this, there is a group known as The Rebels, who are attempting to keep this from happening. Anne, as the Enforcer, is trying to stop The Rebels from messing up the plan.

Without spoiling too much, in this AU, The Rebels and Bonku have made full peace with each other. At least... Some have...

Other Rebels are still against peace, and are causing chaos, as well as trying to get the Arca's for themselves.

Anne, Bonku, and multiple others, are attempting to figure out why they don't want peace. All the while, you will also see stuff within the hidden base of The Rebels, and how they're doing things as well.

New AU:

Hello y'all, new year coming, new AU to play around with!!!

This AU is based off the amazing, and heartbreaking game, called Forgotten Anne.

You may want to watch some gameplay of it, or read some!!! Unless you would like to play the game for yourself. You can get it for free on the app store, but you can also get it on switch, and some other platforms.

The game plot follows a girl named Anne, within a world of the forgotten. Most things here are items come to life, consisting off mirrors, bowling balls, flower vases, pieces of armour, mannequins, you name it.

Few are humans, yet, Anne is one of them. Including another character, called Master Bonku. I'll go into more detail later on.

Anne and Bonku are few who own things called, Arca. Now, if you don't have an Arca, and your a forgotling (the forgotten people of this universe), you will at some point crystallize. There is no exact time when one will, though.

If you have an Arca, you are able to not crystallize. Yet, not everyone can have an Arca... Due to there being one single stone that they can be made from.

And, it's currently with Bonku, in the Central Tower. Which is where he has his office, private office, etc.

Anne lives in her own little place, and oftenly uses communication mirrors to communicate with him. He's basically like a father figure to Anne ^^.

Anyways, all forgotling souls are made up of a thing called Anima. If an Arca is used to absorb the Anima from a forgotling, they basically become lifeless. Anne's is able to restore Anima back into forgotlings, how this became to be? I don't wanna spoil anything ^^. Anne also, in the game, and in this AU, has a pair of Anima powered wings, allowing her to glide, and jump up to higher places.

Back to the crystallizing, there has been no formula made up to stop it, but people are trying to figure out some way...

I'll be going over the main premise of the story, when the AU is set in, the main characters that will appear, and such, in another post. If you have any questions, please, let me know.

Once again, check out the game for more context, it'll help me a lot of y'all already know what it's about lol.

@l3m0n-c0r3 @c-large-pancake-with-holes @w1llow-w1sp @ekster--exotic @azrael-1121 @teddythetriceratops

{PS: For those without MC currently! I will roleplay with you all through messages, and inform the others with what has happened. I'll also be telling you about what goes on as for on MC rp with this AU ^^. If you ever wanna rp, let me know!}

Hello!

Hiya everyone. I just want to wish you all a good and happy Christmas Eve and Christmas!

I hope your family is there to be with you, in spirit, or physically ^^.

Just remember, Christmas isn't about the candy, the tree, the presents, or the holiday music and movies. It's really about celebrating your family, friendships, and He whom died for us.

We have a new year getting ready to start... So, everyone try your best to do things differently than the mistakes you made before. And even if you can't make them all right, God and the Lord will love you, and guide you no matter what, I'm sure of it.

I know 2024 has been rough, for me, and a lot of others. But, I'm sure we've all had our happy times too! One of mine, would be having returned to MV, and met you all. You all have been part of my roleplaying life for so long, and you guys are absolutely amazing.

I'm so happy to call you my friends, :D.

I'll see you hopefully soon, everyone. Love ya'.

[Notes to all:

@l3m0n-c0r3 I hope you can return to MC soon! We'll be waiting ^^, because we all miss you!!!

@ekster--exotic Hoping the same for you as well, keep up with the beautiful paragraphs dear birb!

@c-large-pancake-with-holes You keep up with your paragraphs as well, and keep your sillies going and- Being silly lol.

@w1llow-w1sp Heya girl! How's dance been? I hope we can see ya' more often in the coming year ^^!

@azrael-1121 Wishing the same for you, Az! I hope school is going well, and that you're not stressed out :D.

@teddythetriceratops Hunter!!! I hope your fosters will be someone that will actually take care of you. I hope you get a ton of presents and that you're happy and safe. Your family is with you, even if it doesn't seem like it <3. Love you little dude. ]

Dec. 19, 2024 -

[New Subject, #1]

[Subject Name: Unknown]

[Subject Species: Unknown]

[Rarity: I have never seen one, so, quite rare it seems]

I collected another subject today, one that I have never seen before. I have been watching the individual for some time now, from afar.

I finally had the opportunity to bring them in, and I am excited to see what I can learn.

The individual seems to be female, and is young... Almost fifteen<15>, perhaps? Younger? I will have to ask.

I am taking things slow, in order not to spook the girl. Besides, I already threw a net over her head, that's not normal for a person to do to another, right?

Anyways, what I have learned by just observing:

Firstly, the individual has wings. Almost one's of a dragon, but, instead of being covered in scales, they are covered in feathers.

Secondly, they/she also has feathers on certain parts of their body. From what is visible, she has some on the neck, cheeks, ankles, and wrists.

Thirdly, I have yet to determine if the eyes or hair have something to do with abilities or anything. Of course, I may be over-shooting. But, with the things I have seen, you can't be too sure. Their hair is black, besides the strands of blue in it that I see. And her eyes seem to be a teal looking blue.

Finally, the young girl/woman, has two purpleish blue horns on her head. Also a tail, that almost depicts a demon-tail shape, and is a similar color as the horns.

The only thing that throws me off from this statement, about it depicting that type of tail, is the fact the tip of it has a glowing star shape to it. It as well has scales covering the whole rest of the body part itself. And around the tip, seems to be feathers— it seems to be more like fur, though. It is the same around the base of both horns.

This is all I have gathered, that is, so far. I am excited to figure out what the name of this species is, and what the name of this young girl is.

One thing I didn't add, was the fact that she's shorter than I believe one would be for her age, even if I don't know what it is to be exact. It may be genes of the species itself, or it could just be her. I'll try to find out.

I'm just hoping she geta comfortable, because... Well... She's going to be here for a while...

———

Doctor Mishap.

@l3m0n-c0r3 @c-large-pancake-with-holes @w1llow-w1sp @ekster--exotic @teddythetriceratops @azrael-1121

✨+*Scary? My God You're Divine*+✨

COSMO IN HER STAR FORM IS SO... AHEBEABBDS-

Ahem, anyways!??!!

This is Cosmo! One of my star sister OCs! She looks so good in reality oh meh gerd...

If you want to know lore... Let me know :D!

Description:

When Cosmo is in this form, she doesn't really have eyes... Nor a mouth... She speaks telepathically in this form.

As you can tell, she has more of a galaxy design on her face in place of that.

Around her galaxy-like veil thingy (man, idk what to call it LOL.) Are actually feathers! (I know that's up your alley, Exo...)

She usually wears a dark red dress, as seen a bit on this drawing. I just didn't want to draw her full body tbh, 😭.

In RP she is going to have... Wings <3. Not sure if they're going to be designed off a type of bird, or an angel-like design. We'll find out!

Anyways, hope y'all like it, and cya!