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[ashehole]

Open RP Post


⊛ find a character you want to play with and respond to their thread. can't find who you want? let me know!
⊛ we can make up a scenario, adapt a meme of some sort, or... something else? whatever the fuck we want.
⊛ if you need ideas, the random scenario meme has just about anything you could want.
⊛ wanna do a picture prompt? we can do some picture prompts.
⊛ FUCK YEAH WE'RE TOTALLY ROLEPLAYING RIGHT NOW!!!

Handy-Dandy Quick Links:
Vanessa Cleveland ⊛ Catty Turner ⊛ Finnick Odair ⊛ Belle Beaumont ⊛ Chloe Saunders
Commander Shepard ⊛ Piper McLean ⊛ Jordan Langley ⊛ Jaime Lannister ⊛ Eli Keaton
Sally Malik ⊛ Corey Carling ⊛ Shadow ⊛ Fenris ⊛ Meetra Surik
Revan ⊛ Keiko Nakagawa ⊛ Alyss Heart ⊛ Ava ⊛ James
Percy Jackson ⊛ Frank Zhang ⊛ Helen ⊛ Jason Grace ⊛ David Levin
April O'Neil ⊛ Galen Marek ⊛ Reyna ⊛ Jackson Swift ⊛ Jaime Reyes
Fran Zhang (AU) ⊛ Jasa Grace (AU) ⊛ Piper McLean (AU) ⊛ Gretel ⊛ Sirius Black
Cullen ⊛ Liv Durand ⊛ Maddie Moss ⊛ Daniel Bianchi ⊛ Finley Odair (AU)
Persephone Jackson (AU) ⊛ Derek Hale ⊛ Raleigh Becket ⊛ Allison Argent ⊛ Liam Hunt
Seph McCauley ⊛ Jonah Kinlock ⊛ Edward Kenway ⊛ Aveline de Grandpre ⊛ Gale Hawthone
Will Scarlet ⊛ Korra ⊛ Carswell Thorne ⊛ Scarlet Benoit

Comments

[excusing]

I guess ... [ It's only now that Heather starts to back away from the subject. She knows she isn't eloquent, and explaining herself to Reyna, of all people, numbs her tongue. A beat passes. ]

I guess my point was that, to me, you seem so separate from the others. I guess that's what some leaders have to do to lead. But now, it's like - I like talking to you. That's all.

clashing woof canons are go

[untames]

[dutysexual]

[I like talking to you. Now that's... something Reyna doesn't hear often. Or at all. Like ever. Not even Jason has said that to her, and they spend time together the most.

Her head tilts a bit, braid flopping over her shoulder as she glances at Heather.] I... like talking to you, too. It's refreshing. I worry about letting others see me with any guard down, just in case.

all the woofs

[tsunderek]

[Derek's had control over his wolf form for a long time now, years. Maybe ever since Paige. Becoming an alpha helps, though, he realizes as he stalks around the woods on the night of the full moon. It feels good, letting go a bit. He doesn't get to have this kind of release often anymore.

Ever.

His eyes flash red in the moonlight as his run comes to a stop, head lifting in the air. He takes a deep breath. There's something here. Another wolf. Not a scent he recognizes.

That's never any good.]

[glaux]

[ It's good for his health, being around someone who can crack his often dour mask. He knows he is capable of being intense and intimidating, struggling for respect because he worries no one takes pretty boys seriously.

It's safe to say the the ratio of frowning to smiling at Persy is an even one. He reaches to sweep her hair away from her cheek, nudging her lips apart when he kisses her, even chuckling because underwater kisses will always have a soft spot in his memory. ]

[untames]

[ Vivian tears through the woods, a laugh in her howl. Blessed moon, thank you for giving her this opportunity for an escape. She runs away from pack duties and scared human boys. She does not want to be their queen, not today.

The long bus ride west was spent sleeping, curled in a row of her own with her backpack as a pillow and her suitcase overhead. Upon checking in with a distant relative (a friend of Uncle Rudy's), she takes off to explore.

The wolf skids to a stop when a scent catches her attention and she lifts her snout. Who goes there? ]

[soughs]

[That's something that Persy doesn't worry about. She's loud and ridiculous and tosses herself into situations that are insane. If she worried about people not taking the daughter of Poseidon seriously, she wouldn't have gotten very far.

One arm wraps around his waist, holding him close to her. Her lips part when he nudges, breathing him in. This is perfect. They're perfect.]

[tsunderek]

[A wolf. Another wolf. How many of them are going to converge into Beacon Hills anyway? It's going to make them even more obvious at this point. Nothing in this town is going to be kept a secret for long.

He gives a growling huff, torn between approaching and just leaving.]

Who's there?

[untames]

[ Let her tell you about her pack problems, wolf man. Silly girl, thinking she could escape the mess southeast. Trouble will always wolves since Homo sapiens rule the earth now.

A wolf, larger than a normal wolf, emerges from behind the tree. She keeps her snout lowered, though her eyes as fixed on this -- is he caught between forms? Her tail remains stiff, though she does cant her head to the side, sniffing and observing. She means no quarrel here. ]

Raleigh Becket | Pacific Rim

[401k]

[excusing]

[ Refreshing. That's a pleasing word to her ears, like she's a glass of lemonade. She doesn't even try to mask the swell of pride when she breathes in. ]

We're all human, Reyna. I already feel a little closer to you. Like, a little bit. Like I could come to you with any question.

[tsunderek]

[It's a wolf that is... definitely unlike himself and the others, and he wonders if maybe he's seeing things. Hallucinating, gave in too much to the full moon this month.

Derek remains where he is, jaw clenched tight. He doesn't like new things. You know what that means? Trouble. Lots of trouble.]

Whoever you are, you don't belong here. [Yeah. That's super effective, Derek, good job. A+.]

[dutysexual]

You could have come to me before this. [But even as Reyna says it, she knows why people wouldn't feel that way, feel comfortable enough. Heather's right; she has kept her distance. It's been for all the right - and all the wrong - reasons, but that doesn't change it.]

But I'm glad you feel that way. It's... a nice feeling. [A beat.] I feel the same way.

[wotcher]

[ Right then. Tonks puts her feet in his lap. What? It's comfy. She can totally invade his personal space like that. She doesn't need permission. Or maybe she doesn't care. Either way! ]

Blimey Sirius. How long've you known her? Molly should scare you. She might suspect I'm being a bad influence on you and besides, you've never heard her yell. Not really. I've heard her Howlers. They're the worst. Especially when you're on the receiving end of them.

[ How had Nymphadora Tonks received a Howler from Molly Weasley? That's a story worth telling but Tonks skips it. ]

She's the Mum of Feorge and Gred and Charlie. Of course I had to be clever about hiding the whiskey.

[ What do you think she is, an amateur? ]

I wonder where I put them?

[glaux]

[ It takes a long time before Avery breaks for air. (And thank the gods for those underwater air bubbles.)

Taking a page out of her book for once - though he would claim to be well-versed in the ways of Persephone Jackson - he dips down and actually blows a raspberry over her stomach just to get a rise out of her. Even if the action itself is out of character for Avery, the intentions are most certainly not. ]

[soughs]

[Avery's dipping down, and for a moment, there are a thousand things flashing through Persy's head, and not all of them are very clean, if you know what I mean. But then his mouth is on her bare stomach, blowing, and she laughs, gripping his shoulders.]

Avery! [She pushes away from him.]

[untames]

[ I know, she seems to say, opening her snout to grin, panting lightly. She means no harm - unless he makes a move. Surely he must be smarter than that.

No way is she showing him her belly, but she does give an air of friendliness, waggling her tail with a little bark. Come on, halfling, she would chuckle if she had words at the moment. Instead she drops down on her front legs, sticking her very fine canine tush in the air. ]

[pawpular]

Currently, Maya is a cougar. Derek, on the other hand, is still human, and she decides that she likes this turn of events. She prowls closer to him, not directly, but talking a sort of meandering path. Almost like she's teasing.

If she were human right now, she'd be smirking. But she's not, so her tail twitches with a distinctly smug air instead. Nowhere to go, Hale.

[tsunderek]

Derek watches Maya closely, eyes narrowed. With that frown on his face, it could definitely be taken as a glare. His arms cross over his chest, but he doesn't move as she stalks around him.

"What do you think you're doing?"

He ain't got time for you stupid kids and your stupid pranks. Fucking shifters.

[pawpular]

Honestly? His face is too pretty for Maya to really be intimidated by his glaring. She chuffs when he speaks, clearly amused. Her tail twitches.

Playing, you big jerk. Too bad he doesn't speak cougar. She winds her way closer before doing a complete circle around him. There's nothing threatening in her body language, but she's still a hundred and something pounds of muscle and power wandering around him.

[tsunderek]

This isn't funny to him, and he doesn't enjoy being laughed at. Where's the fear and uncertainty? He gets plenty of it from Stiles and Isaac, so why not her?

His eyes follow her as she moves around him. There's power in her body, the way her muscles move and ripple beneath of her skin. It's beautiful to watch, he'll admit to that. Privately, at least. His body language doesn't change. He's irritated, but that's nothing new. And he's not intimidated, regardless.

"Go bother someone else."

He's just trying to take a walk here, okay.

[pawpular]

Because Maya's already lived through losing everything important to her at one point or another. In the face of that, Derek's just a grumpy asshole who needs to lighten up.

She sighs, the sound clearly exasperated even as a cat. Her tail swishes a little more intently before she bumps her head against his hand. She doesn't stop there though, licking a raspy stripe over his fingers.

That's a 'no'.

[tsunderek]

Well, then.

Her head is bumping against his hand, and his fingers twitch slightly. It could almost be considered something akin to petting. Almost. He'd never admit to it, if questioned.

He sighs. "You are all going to be the death of me."

[pawpular]

She notices the way his fingers twitch, and a loud purring sound emanates from the big cat. She nuzzles into his hand, encouraging more petting. It'll be their little secret, she swears.

A snorting sound comes from her when he says that. She bares her teeth at him, not threatening. What she's actually suggesting is that the death of him will probably come from his own kind. Scott and the others are cute, but jeez, Maya has a hard enough time just looking out for her own crew.

[tsunderek]

A giant cat that is actually a teenage girl is purring at him, nudging his hand, and there's a clear Do Not Want look on his face. Still, he obliges her. Nobody is around, nobody can see him. His hand drifts over the top of her head, between her ears to feel the silky fur.

There's still that look of irritation pursing his mouth and crinkling his eyes at the corners. "I mean it. You included."