forum It's been a while...RP anyone? //Open//OxO//
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@gracehustle

Hey y'all, it's been a while since I've started a new one of these. A little background: I'm Gracehustle, or grace for short and I've been around this site for….well….way too long. I haven't started any new rps in what feels like years, and I have a craving for one. Or multiple. I enjoy writing, though I'm also a full time student working several jobs, so my schedule is erratic. I also tend to write fantasy/sci-fi much more frequently than any realistic or modern day things.

With that done, I have several ideas I've been mulling over. They're all open to play, and if you're interested but this thread is full already, simply reach out in a PM and we can talk about starting a new thread!

  • Invaders raid a city and while they're ransacking the city, one soldier finds a local/enemy soldier who hasn't been…dealt with. The soldier/local manages to take them down and the soldier finds themself stuck with the person, who is dead set on getting back their city with the help of the soldier. No matter whether or not they want to help. (Could end with friendship, the soldier turning to the other side, or any number of other ways)

  • The city of Trehon is one of the largest cities in the world and a hub for technology and science. Many universities are located in the city, as well as bustling factories, major trade hubs and more. But under the façade of a pristine and bustling city, there lays much more underneath. Gang leaders control major parts of the city, and they fuel Mech fights; illegal fighting rings that involve heavily gambling and insane feats of tech. Character A is an up and coming university student, heralded for their work in robotics and machinery. But while they look like the next big star to the world, they have a much darker side. While by day they do schooling and work, by night they make money taking part in Mech fights. They have a reputation as being one of the toughest fighters, as well as being one of the most secretive and unattached from any gang. Character B is a gang member, close to the top (Or running one of the gangs). They used to be a Mech fighter, until they dropped from the business without any reasoning. Character B's gang is an underdog, trying to muscle it's way into the big leagues. And the easiest way to do so? Find a good Mech fighter to solidify their position. Or better yet, find a way to get the bright university robotics student working for them to up their Mechs. Character B is set on tracking down both the student and the fighter, but what will happen when they turn to be the same person?

  • A princess who is an illegitimate child, but favored by the king, and in order to solidify their claim to the throne, they need to get married to someone powerful, so they marry this one noble who turns out to be one of the most powerful generals on that side of the world…and who is also one of their childhood friends. Their friendship had been severed years ago, and it was a messy end, leaving them as bad acquaintances at best, loathed enemies at worst. (Essentially, much drama and mutual hating. I would prefer this to be a bit of an enemy to lovers trope if possible?)

Enough with that, here are the rules!:
-G R A M M A R AND P U N C T U A T I O N P L E A S E (I understand that even I'm not perfect and we all make mistakes, but please try)

  • Be alright with romance, and possible steamy things (Will be discussed)
  • I'm a bit picky about response length, try to get at least a paragraph or two though. If you want effort from me, I need effort from you, so I will tend to match post lengths.
  • Please try to post at least once or a week or let me know if you're going to disappear for longer.
  • Cursing, blood, everything is alright here, but triggering topics will be avoided (This will be talked over privately if someone shows interest)
  • All my LGBTQ+ children are welcomed, accepted and loved here
  • If you are a smol child please steer away, this may not be suitable for young eyes
  • I may add more to this list, please read and make sure everything listed is safe territory for you

If there are any questions or interest in this don't be shy! :)

@gracehustle

Awesome! Do you have a preferred role you’d like to play? I originally showed it with the idea of me playing the prince/Princess but if you want to take it that’s fine

@gracehustle

It’s totally up to you! I’ll get a character sheet pulled together in a few minutes and whatever role you’d like just take it. I’ll base my character off of yours :) do you have any questions before we start this? Any topics you’d like to avoid? Preference on straight/gay/lesbian relationship between characters?

@gracehustle

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@Elder-God-Jacks347

It’s totally up to you! I’ll get a character sheet pulled together in a few minutes and whatever role you’d like just take it. I’ll base my character off of yours :) do you have any questions before we start this? Any topics you’d like to avoid? Preference on straight/gay/lesbian relationship between characters?

So sorry I've been so inconsistent, today's graduation so I've been real busy.
I typically write gay relationships (aka I suck at writing realistic female characters) so if that's all good with you, we can go with that!

@gracehustle

All good! I’ll be in and out because of a birthday party and other stuff but I’ll be around! And that totally works for me so we’re all good to get characters and stuff

@Elder-God-Jacks347

Okay, first and foremost, I'm so sorry for basically ghosting this, it was graduation weekend and I've been super busy plus recovery from graduation. Second, I swear I'll have a character up soon!

@gracehustle

Sounds good lol, I started working on my character but seeing as I’m waiting until you finish most of it is still up in the air.

@Elder-God-Jacks347

Name: Logan Harlet
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance (pictures welcome): (This is going to sound like such a cop out but he literally looks exactly like this character and I don't feel like typing all of it out. Only difference is Logan has a faint scar going over his right eye and a tattoo of his family seal on the inside of his left wrist. Also like, slightly neater hair.) https://pbs.twimg.com/media/E7EMgkjWUAAbbGW?format=jpg&name=large
Clothing/style (pictures welcome): Logan prefers cool and dark colors above all else. Usually sticks to a classic military style, as is his position, and keeps a hand crafted silver sword at his hip that his father gave him when he rose to the position. It has the family sigil engraved on one side of the handle and a bright green emerald on the other. (Basically this but take off the metal hand armor and add a fur cape to the back. Plus loud stomping military boots) https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f7/9c/39/f79c3964e123fe1f1722f1c0758dc51e.jpg
Personality: Logan is extremely cold and foreboding. Think Levi from Attack on Titan but less of a neat freak. He's blunt and straightforward, dealing with all of his issues swiftly and with little thought to the emotional turmoil behind it. He's cordial at best, oftentimes coming off as rude or snappy when in reality, that's just how he is. However he's incredibly intelligent, especially in military ordeals and strategy. He has a near sixth sense when it comes to strategy, some think he's telepathic.
History: Logan comes from a long line of military commanders and generals who have all given their entire lives to the protection of their country. He's watched and experienced death all his life, including his own mother who he was incredibly close to when he was 13, which has made him quite numb to it. Because of that, he's ruthless and cold, wiping out his enemies without a single ounce of remorse. He was never given his power or status, he earned it himself just like everyone else in his family. Logan used to be kinder, in his early years. He used to smile and be kind, if a bit of a flirtatious ladies man. But then…something happened. No one is exactly sure what because he refuses to say but all of a sudden, his trips outside the kingdom stopped and he completely withdrew into himself. Now he rarely speaks, let alone emotes. He almost never makes public appearances, choosing instead to have someone go on his behalf. If he ever does show up to something in person, it's because he absolutely has to and never speaks unless absolutely necessary.
Family: Logan doesn't have much in terms of family. His father, an almost equally hard and intimidating man who taught Logan everything he knows, is the retired head commander of the royal military, leaving the position to his firstborn son. He lost his mother when he was 13 to an attack from a foreign nation. He has three younger siblings, his brother Cameron and his two sisters Cecilia and Valerie. Despite his personality, he loves them all dearly, especially his little sisters.
Likes/dislikes: Likes rain, reading, iris flowers (they were his mother's favorite), and his horse Fiero. Dislikes dealing with people, cats (he's allergic), beets, and the color yellow. Has a deep seated loathing for traitors and backstabbers, values loyalty and honesty above anything else.
Other: His favorite food is corned beef (as it is one of mine, fight me). It's one of the only things that makes his eyes light up and his face brighten even the slightest bit like it used to. The cooks only serve it every once in a while because of this.

@gracehustle

(Sorry for the break, I needed a mental rest, but I'm back and here's my guy! (May have gotten caught up in designing him when I was resting my mind lol)

Name: Prince Ciaran Sereno
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Appearance: Ciaran has fluffy blonde hair that falls to around his jawline, he also has wildly blue eyes - both of which he inherited from his mother. He's fairly tall, right around 6' 0", but he's lean; fit, but fit in a way that's less like he needs the muscle and more like he just works out because he can. Looks sort of like this or this
Clothing/style: Ciaran wears a variety of clothes, and though his father hates it, he tends to wear both clothes from Refla and from his mother's home country of Witton. When in public and at official events, his clothes will be similar to this, this, or this. For military events, he wears this with a shorter coat.
And around the palace, when he's not at an event or such, he wears Witton-like clothing (lighter, more open. Witton was a costal country known for sailing and storytelling) such as this, this, or any combination of light, open shirts and breathable pants.
(All his outfits normally tie into royal colors, but they sometimes are darker or other colors if it's not a formal event)
Personality: Ciaran grew up being taught how to run a country, and because of such, he became a brilliant student in politics, business, history and much more. He’s smooth when dealing with those around him and he doesn’t show anger easily, but when he’s mad…he’s pissed. It’s easier to find him buried with his head in books and papers than dealing with the social dance of gaining supporters for the throne, though he’s not bad at dealing with them by any means.
History: Prince Ciaran is the oldest of four Sereno children, and heir to the Refla Empire. His father is the current king and a tyranical ruler; he's expanded the empire greatly, even conquering neighboring lands (where his wife was taken from). Ciaran grew up as the heir to the throne, but because of his mother's orgin, many of the nobles that backed his father never even looked his way. As such, he was left mostly alone as a child, and picked only a few other children around the palace (Soldier's children, servants and such) to befriend and goof off with. Until he was a teen his life stayed the same, still one day things changed; his title for the throne became an increasing issue, and most of his close friends went their separate ways. Because of this he forced himself into his work as a future ruler and the problem of getting the nobles to back his claim to the throne. Some turned his way, but many refused because of his ancestry, saying he needed to marry a full Reflan citizen to keep the bloodlines strong; even as he's stated many times he refuses to marry a woman, the nobles insist simply someone of Reflan origin will do.
Family:
Father: King Soril Sereno
Mother: Queen Asralyn Sereno
Brothers: Prince Oryn Sereno (3rd in line), Prince Olwyn (4th in line)
Sister: Princess Katrilla Sereno (2nd in line)
(His brothers are twins, age 17, and Olwyn is younger by five minutes. Katrilla is 20 and is set to marry the prince of one of the country's allies in just over a year.)
Likes/dislikes: Likes learning, being taken seriously, not being ignored, the colors of the country (Red and gold), birds, and the view from the palace at sunrise. Dislikes being mocked, mud, eating fish and plums.
Other: He has a horse named Helin that lives in the royal stables

@gracehustle

(Shit I realized his personality isn’t done…I’ll finish sometime tomorrow then we can start lol. Feel free to think up ideas for how you want this to start or we can talk it over later)

@Elder-God-Jacks347

Okay so idea, what if the start is just the two being introduced to the arranged marriage (I'm assuming it's arranged?) and both like immediately rejecting it

@gracehustle

Awesome!! I can start working on a starter tonight, but it might not be up until tomorrow if that’s good with you?

@gracehustle

In the Reflan Empire, very few people had the authority to boss Ciaran around, something that he liked immensely. Still, there were two people that could; his mother and father -the king and queen of the Reflan Empire- both of who called him. What they had in store at an ungodly time in the morning was a mystery even to him.

Ciaran groaned as the servant knocked on his door once again, calling out softly for the prince. "I'm coming, give me a second," He huffed, tugging on a wrinkled but clean white shirt and a clean pair of gray pants. He didn't bother with his hair, which stuck out at every side. After pulling on socks and crisp black boots, he opened the door and nodded at the servant who promptly walked off, leaving the prince to head to his parent's shared office.

To call the room an office was quite the understatement, but in Ciaran's mind, that's all it was. The room was large, bigger than his spacious bedroom. Light wood floors covered with a handmade red and burnt gold rug, and with shelves of books taking over an entire wall behind the desks, it looked imposing. Details of gold decorated the room, and a large tapestry hung against one wall with the family crest emblazoned on it. Two identical desks shared the room, both facing the door, with the wall of books behind them, and a wall full of windows at their side, with two chairs facing the desks for guests. The desks were polar opposites of each other in many ways. The first was made of light wood almost the color of cream, and only a single stack of paper sat on top of it - his mother's desk. The other desk was a deep rust red wood, and almost every inch of the surface was covered in stacks of mismanaged papers and teetering piles of books, with only enough room separated to see the chair behind it - his father's.

"You called for me?" Ciaran called as he entered the room, raising an eyebrow as he looked to his parents. His mother sat calmly at her desk, while his father had his back turned, standing as he scanned the wall of books. Both were dressed in their formal clothes, which was his first sign that something was off. He didn't notice the final person in the room until he approached the chairs and found a figure sitting in one.

Instantly his face dropped into a blank look as he stared at the man sitting in the chair. It was someone he hadn't seen in many years, and frankly someone he never wanted to set eyes on again.

"Ciaran, we've been looking into someone for you to marry for quite some time now, you know that. But we've finally found someone worthy of your hand, and someone that will gain you approval by the nobles you need support from to rule." His father said, turning back to face his son, a proud smile hiding under the unruly black beard the king was known for. "General Logan Harlet. I believe you two know each other?"

Ciaran didn't dare scowl at the man, but his jaw tightened in anger as he responded, "Unfortunately."

@gracehustle

(Alright, sorry for the wait but there's the starter! If you want me to change Logan's title at all, let me know, I just chose one at random for him :) )

@Elder-God-Jacks347

Logan only narrowed his eyes coldly when Ciaran came in, scrutinizing. Which wasn't all that different from his usual appearance so no one could really call him on it. Although his aura certainly did seem to get a lot colder. Or maybe just more agitated. It was honestly hard to tell. But it was certainly obvious that this wasn't going to end well for anyone involved in this.

Logan did not want to be here in the slightest. He swore to himself he'd never step foot in the Reflan palace again after what happened that fateful day. Yet here he was. He had fought this whole wedding thing from the very beginning, absolutely rejecting the notion the very second it was brought to his attention. Unfortunately, he wasn't given much of a choice. His father, damn him, had sold him off to be married to some high ranked noble, although he had failed to mention which one. Probably because he knew Logan would fight even harder if he did. He claimed that Logan was getting too old to be unwed, that it looked bad in the eyes of the regional nobility. Logan himself didn't care. A spouse meant dedication and time, things he didn't have enough of to give to himself let alone anyone else. Plus, he swore to never let anyone get close to him ever again after that day. All it did was bring heartbreak and sorrow. Absolute pain and anguish. If he never let anyone close, no one would ever be able to hurt him again.

But against all odds, here he was. Being begrudgingly presented to his future spouse who happened to be the one person who made him like this. And he wasn't happy about it. At least his father had the decency to acknowledge his preference when it came to partners, if that was any consolation to his misery. He just wanted to go home, to be with the family that actually cared that he didn't want this. He wanted to be back with his sisters. But no. Of course not. Because his life was never that easy.