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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

[brashy]

[He misses his mom, but he misses Annabeth more. Like if she's out of his sight for too long, she won't be there anymore. Like they'll take her away this time, instead of him.

It's a feeling of panic that crawls up his throat, but he tries to ignore it when he can. When he's with her, it doesn't matter.

Percy squeezes Annabeth's hand with a slight laugh.] Only if we get to be retired sailors.

[excusing]

[ That's a new thing! She likes the look of even slightly relaxed Reyna if only because she always seems like she never lets her own muscles relax ever. ]

I offered to help him out and he said it'd be a joke if he got defense lessons from Gladiator Barbie. So, yeah, totally threatened him. [ Heather tries to look modest about it, but there is no fighting the smug look on her face. ] Which ... isn't really my place to do so? I just can't stand around passively while some bro insults my femininity.

[allnerves]

Of course we can.

[ They can find a charming place on the coast of wherever and she can customize everything to her liking. More and more she finds herself daydreaming about a different life away from it all, even momentarily. Just a year or so before they're called to the front lines once more. ]

Obviously, you need your own boat first so we can retire.

[ Annabeth chuckles, resting her head on his shoulder. ]

[dutysexual]

Gladiator Barbie? [Another thing about living on an island of women with a witch who turned men into guinea pigs? Reyna has no idea what a Barbie even is. Oops.

She likes that smug look, though. It says Heather has confidence without being overbearing with it. There's a beat as Reyna looks the other girl over. Not really checking her out, but... Maybe sort of checking her out. She is incredibly feminine in ways that Reyna definitely isn't, but it's not something that bothers her so much.] No, no. If any of the boys - or girls - decide that you're not up to Roman standards, you have every right to put them back in their place. [There's maybe a hint of pride in her tone.]

[brashy]

[A nice home away from the rest of this chaos, away from the world needing them and the nightmares and the separation anxiety. For a moment, the grip on her hand tightens a little more before he relaxes again. It's unlikely that they could really live outside of Camp Halfblood, not with them being two of the most powerful demigods.

There's another laugh, easier this time, more himself.] Okay, so I'll get us a boat first. I'm guessing that the Argo II doesn't count?

[excusing]

Cool. I mean, got it.

[ She takes a moment to check on the state of her lipstick in the reflection of her shield. Not a smudge out of place despite the big talk from earlier. That's not so surprising since she tends to look near impeccable even after war games. Looks matter to her, and though she tries not to let the opinions of others effect her performance in the Leigon, she can't help but preen after gaining some approval from Reyna. ]

Barbie, though. She's the most popular doll brand in the world, supposedly the female ideal? Mom loves that kind if thing. Barbie has been everything from a surfer to a dentist, so - hence the dumb nickname.

[dutysexual]

[Reyna isn't exactly unaware of her looks or unaware of the whole dressing up, looking pretty sort of thing. It just isn't much of a priority to her. Bellona doesn't care about looks, she cares about the fight. About duty and honor and winning. So there's maybe a bit of confusion and a lot of studying as she watches the way Heather checks to make sure everything still looks good. And maybe she's straightening her purple camp shirt a bit, smoothing down a few strands of hair that's come undone from her braid.

It's all unconscious movement.]

I've never heard of her. [How shocking.] The female ideal seems to be a woman taking up every profession under the sun?

[allnerves]

[ There's still the thought of establishing a community similar to New Rome's but there are more pressing matters to tend to nowadays. She's still happy to hope, glad to hear him genuinely laugh. ]

Not really. I think you need your own boat eventually.

[ Better than borrowing a boat with a hole in it. ]

[excusing]

[ Heather isn't keen to notice these small movements, even as she rolls the sleeves of her shirt up to avoid an awkward tan line.

It's a bit funny to her, a curious funny, how someone today can grow up with little knowledge of any recent pop culture. ]

Well, no! Barbie is a California blonde like me but she has an impossible body shape. Her wide range of professions is to show girls that they can do anything, which is pretty awesome.

[dutysexual]

[Ogling your fellow legionnaire members is probably not the best of things to do, Reyna. So she tries to not follow every movement that Heather makes as if she's something that the Praetor is trying to figure out. Even though that's exactly what she's doing.

Her lips purse at the explanation.] So the ideal is for women to look like... you? [Reyna hates that this conversation makes her feel like a bit of an idiot, but she's also genuinely curious.] I do like that aspect, though. About girls being able to do whatever they wanted.

[brashy]

[Percy is tired of pressing matters. They have put in their time, him and Annabeth. They've given so much of themselves to camp and the gods and the world, that they nearly lost everything. That he nearly lost her, and that's something he can't deal with again.

Her lips press to her forehead for a moment, breathing her in.

He snorts this time.] Who needs a boat when you can just travel through the water the way I do? But I guess if it's what will get us into Snug Harbor, I'll take one for the team. Besides, a boat could be fun to have. Just adrift at sea whenever we wanted to go. [So like always.]

[excusing]

[ Heather laughs, not at Reyna, but more at the idea that she's some kind of ideal. Se has always been confident about her own appearance but - perfection? Not at all.

She wrinkles her nose and attempts a serious expression. Because talking to Reyna about Barbie dolls probably isn't very appropriate. ] Um, yes, I agree completely. It's a compleat subject of discussion.

[dutysexual]

[Just going to be arching an eyebrow at you, missy. What's so funny? :V

Whatever. Reyna gets to decide what is appropriate and inappropriate at the moment, and she's honestly curious.] Too many people think that girls aren't capable of much other than looking good. [She says it as a girl who has faced that kind of problem before.]

[allnerves]

[ Annabeth sits up to rest her forehead against his, distinctively remembering the days when she was actually taller than him. It feels like a million years ago, waiting for him to regain consciousness upon arrival. Those struggles back then seem so small compared to what they just faced. ]

Thanks for the sacrifice.

[ She keeps smiling, already imagining the possibilities. ] And we can explore the world, seeing the sights.

wow so many ipad typos - complicated*

[excusing]

Uh-huh. [ She shifts her weight to her other leg, the hand not on her shield on her hip. Heather's still in training gear after a long session, though hardly any sweat was broken. ]

I didn't think I'd really face it around here, but some people don't take the Venus thing seriously. [ She shrugs. That sort of thing she doesn't want to complain about very much, preferring to prove it in battle. ]

dfghj it's cool, i totally understand that

[dutysexual]

Even the legion has some idiots in it. [There's another small smile on her lips now. She'd like to say there weren't idiots around here, but there definitely is. Some people believe themselves to be better than others, even here. Mars above Apollo, Jupiter above them all, Pluto at the very bottom. Despite skills, their parents still defined them.

Reyna doesn't hold the Venus thing against Heather. She's seen her in action.] Some people will do what they can to make themselves feel like they are higher up on a food chain.

[excusing]

It's sooo silly, but I guess there's no way around that even though we're supposed to be working as one Legion.

[ The whole godly ranking system was stupid, in her opinion. No use fighting about strengths, especially when everyone has a different skill set. ] Good thing we have leaders like you, huh.

[brashy]

[Percy doesn't hesitate to press his forehead gently back against hers. He loves being this close to her, to have things feel so natural to them like this. He could never love anyone even a quarter as much as he loves Annabeth.]

Anywhere you want to go, Annabeth, we'll go. Just say the word. [It might seem impossible, considering who they are, but that's a definite promise he's making right now.]

[dutysexual]

Idiots are still idiots, no matter where they are. It's a fact we have to deal with. Or, that they have to deal with when they are confronted. [Yeah, she's still thinking about the way Heather threatened that boy, and another smile flashes over her lips without meaning to.]

I am just doing what I can to watch out for everyone's best interests. [But she's hella pleased with the comment.]

[excusing]

Of course you are. It's good.

[ She smiles sweetly as usual, with a roll of her shoulders. An idea strikes her, partly because she lacks female companionship here, but really because Reyna is so closed off that she can't help but be curious about her. ]

I'm... gonna walk this off after I put my shield away. [ She shoots her a welcoming glance with an inquisitive tilt of her head before taking off to put away her things. ]

[dutysexual]

[Reyna takes a moment to think about that. She recognizes an invitation when she sees one. While she's generally pleasant with camp, and while she regards them as her family and responsibility, the truth of the matter is that she's not really close to anyone. Except for Jason. And unfortunately Octavian.

So she finally nods.] I'll walk with you. I could do with a little bit of leg stretching.

Cullen | Dragon Age

[noleniency]

Re: Revan | Knights of the Old Republic

[roseonthegrey]

[ he doesn't know how he wakes up here, but this...place is odd. and bleeding cold. and it had better not be the Fade because Maker's most holiest of swiss cheeses, a Fade was no place for a former Templar. And it had smelled funny the last excursion.

And that whole mess with Goldana.

And almost being killed by demons.

So yes. It had best not be the Fade. Because if it was the Fade, he was going to need a new pair of-

-well, quieter boots for one. The metal clanged quite loudly on the metal floor as he explores, hands gripping his longsword. ]

Hello? Any pesky demons running about? No?

Preferably no?

[unifying]

[Revan's no stranger to, well. Strange people. Or aliens. Or just strange in general.

So the man walking around in what looks like a metal suit carrying a blade almost too large to be helpful is not that surprising to her.]

That depends on how much spice you've taken today.

[roseonthegrey]

[ and then enter a beautiful woman with a somewhat menacing aura. All misbegotten hopes of this place not being the Fade are immediately torn into tiny, tiny bits and scattered to the wind ]

You aren't by chance here to tempt me into wicked, wicked ways are you? Because I'll be honest, after fighting a horde of darkspawn and getting a rather large rock in the bottom of my boot earlier, I don't have the energy.