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The Most Fabulous ([personal profile] ashehole) wrote in [community profile] masturbatorium2013-05-21 04:38 pm

this is fuckin' awesome


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
amageing: (TO KNOWLEDGE! I mean. OUTDOORS)

ALL YOUR CULLENS

[personal profile] amageing 2013-07-31 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
noleniency: (I had a crush once...)

ALL OF THEM 5EVA

[personal profile] noleniency 2013-07-31 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Cullen isn't much of a templar these days. He still wears the armor though, most days. All days, but whatever. He's a templar that doesn't know where he is. What he's doing. He wonders if mages should be locked up or let free; neither solution works entirely.

It's hard to keep asking himself that whenever he looks at Solona. Ridiculous, really. Maker help him, you'd think several years would have given him time to get over her. She had been nothing but a silly boyhood crush, naive and wistful. They're not innocent anymore. Not naive or wistful or even entirely whole. They've seen too much at this point.

But when he looks at her, he doesn't really see a mage. He sees a woman who has carved a path for herself, who broke out of the circles that bound her and made her own way.

What Cullen sees in Solona is something he's never been able to do. Not that he believes she's free. She traded one cage for another, but at least this one allows for freedom of movement.

Today, he's out of the armor that bound him too. It makes him feel naked. Kirkwall is a hothouse of insanity, but he doesn't want to be a templar today. His sword is still strapped to his side, however.]
How much longer do you think you will stick around?
noleniency: (All the deep thoughts)

[personal profile] noleniency 2013-07-31 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
I know he doesn't. [It's an automatic response, but one he also believes in, strangely enough. He didn't think that it would be an honest answer, but he knows mages are as varied as other people. Still, there's that part of him that belongs to Uldred and the demons, the screams of his friends. That part exists, and he can't get rid of it.] But he's taken it on himself to do so, and neither of us are stupid enough to believe that people won't listen to him and what he's done.

[Cullen nods absently. Was a Warden, right. He remembered that part. He remembers a lot. A lot about Anders before. A lot about Solona before. A lot about himself before. His fingers clench, and he sighs.] He isn't your responsibility. [Another automatic response. Still honest.] You are not responsible for the actions of people anymore than Hawke is. [It would be easy to blame Marian, he supposes, but he knows it isn't her fault. It's not anyone's fault but Anders.] Don't take the blame for the actions he's committed and the consequences we will all face for it.
amageing: (Jowan wtf are you on)

8D

[personal profile] amageing 2013-07-31 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ it doesn't take much for Solona to become enraptured with text. Old parchments, tomes, relics of the arcane- it didn't matter. Despite everything, the Blight, the war, there is solace to be found holed up behind a desk, elbow-deep in knowledge waiting to be sifted through and used. A Circle mage, if nothing else, is a product of their surroundings. And growing up, Solona's surroundings had included a very, very large library.

One that had not held anything remotely like what she was seeing now.

Orsino's effects had been left to her scrutiny, and she doesn't fool herself on the credentials. Orsino's research and relics were hers to evaluate only because she is mage enough for the remnants of the Circle to trust her, and enough steps away for the Templars to think her tamed but not a threat. Mage Amell is gone, but Warden Amell remains.

And Warden Amell is supposed to be uninvolved.

But as she sits, for the fifth or sixth night in a row, pouring tirelessly over Orsino's work (and there is no mention of blood magic, but Solona sees it all over the pages regardless. It is not obvious, but the absence of its influence betrays his hidden desperation. Orsino discusses trivial matters such as restricting certain supplies for the apprentices, what herbology is approved for the newly Harrowed, how many elfroots are in the stocks- but what Solona reads is a man losing more and more authority as the details become more trivial. A man losing everything. And a man who's lost everything can only give himself ) it becomes impossible to hold the middle-ground. She can't help but see the tidy scrawl of Irving's notes in the tomes Orsino has collected, and think of the young apprentices as her hands ghost over another page of the former First Enchanter's personal books.

This war is going to be the end of the Circle, she feels it in her bones. And the end of the Circle means the end of the Templar's protection, no matter how such a thing could be interpreted.

Solona leans back in her chair, closing her eyes and her mind drifts to the Hold. Of her Harrowing. Of Jowan. Of Uldred and what he had done to the mages his Abominations had dragged through the halls, screaming-]


[And Cullen's sudden question from outside of the office makes her startle back, knocking over a well of ink that spills liberally over the priceless, priceless inscriptions ]


Maker's rotting breath-

[ She reacts quickly, dabbing at the pages frantically with the sleeves of her robes, shaking parchments out as dobs of ink only splatter.


Years of fighting Darkspawn, of honing her magic, of hardening herself- and Warden Amell knocks over a well of ink and almost feels reduced to hysterics over it ]


-I'm sorry, what was the question?

[ the pages can be redeemed, maybe. Solona takes a deep breath and feels a similar satisfaction in rescuing Orsino's poultice recipe to the pride she held when slaying an ogre ]

brashy: (013)

[personal profile] brashy 2013-07-31 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
[He makes a bit of a face, both at the booping and the breaking of the kiss. But then Annabeth is laughing, and it's the most beautiful sound in the world. Better than the ocean. Better than anything.]

I did. [His tone is soft, words barely a whisper.] Because I know you. [He leans in again, lips brushing over hers as he talks.] I know you completely, Annabeth.
amageing: (oghren brought me boonesfarm!)

[personal profile] amageing 2013-07-31 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ she feels relief, for a moment. before she thinks about it too much, and about how inappropriate relief is when the brink of war is here and she's somehow managed to find the middle of it again ]

Of course they'll listen. [ she runs a hand through her hair, and suddenly it is very hard to look Cullen in the eyes for reasons she can't explain to herself ] There's never been anything like this before. No one- [ she shouldn't say it, least of all to him, but it's comes out anyways] -no one wants every waking moment of theirs watched, to only leave when it's been decreed by the Chantry. This is a choice they can make. [ and a small, self-mocking smile escapes to her mouth. because she had been young, once. had wanted nothing more than to go outside of the Tower and see the world and be a Warden and have Adventures, to speak her mind to Greagoir and Irving both. And it makes her stomach twist, because so many of them had held such anger within them. anger that could easily fuel the fires that were sparking on the Gallows

Solona takes a deep breath. A to B, she reminds herself. Draw the straight line from A to B, and the rest will fill in after ]


The Free Marches will be the most vulnerable. [ and that's all she can say on the matter for now. because, no matter how earnest Cullen seems- and he has always been so earnest, hadn't he? - Solona knows how to take blame where it falls and some part of Anders' misdoings rest on her shoulders.


It takes a few moments to fully process what Cullen is saying, and one thing sticks out: ]



Who is Hawke?
dutysexual: (005)

[personal profile] dutysexual 2013-07-31 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
I've been noticing. [Not much, Reyna thinks. But now that she has noticed Heather, previous times pop up into her head. Other games before, training. Dining. It's strange, and a little awkward, and it makes Reyna curious. Her lips purse a bit. Curiosity is a terrible thing, even at the best of times.]

Unorthodox methods can be a double-edged sword. There is an order to follow here in the legion. [Her hands clasp behind her back as they walk, chin tilting up. Despite her words, there's a slight teasing tone.] Of course, unless you act outside of the box, you're still nothing more than a drone. Differences get noticed.
noleniency: (What of it?)

[personal profile] noleniency 2013-07-31 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
[The curse brings a smile to his face, and he's glad - for the moment - that she can't actually see him. It's gone by the time he turns and steps into the doorway of Orsino's office. Cullen takes a moment to look around. He realizes that he's never actually been in here before, despite the fact that they were only a few doors away from each other. Both strange and... Not.

Orsino was not Irving. Cullen didn't trust Orsino on a personal level, didn't really know him. But the horrors he remembers from that night when the Chantry blew, when the First Enchanter used blood magic to seal a pact with a demon...

It reflects on his face for a moment. Just a moment. And then it's gone.]


Here I thought that becoming a Warden gave you a special set of skills. Grace hasn't become one of them. [In reference to her spilling ink. Oops. There's a beat before he steps further into the room, one step at a time as if he's unsure. Because he is. He really is. He shouldn't be in here.]

I was asking how long you planned to stay in Kirkwall. [You know, not for any personal reasons or anything.]
amageing: (side eye)

[personal profile] amageing 2013-07-31 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ she's too concerned with trying to save history from being...well, blighted-by ink, fortunately this time- to catch the expression, but she does hear the all-too familiar sound of hesitant Cullen steps. ]

I don't think I ruined the vellum... [ it's muttered to herself, and when she looks up and finally sees him, there is a strange sensation she feels when she notices there is no Templar armor on him today. He looks more like himself, and at the same time more of a complete stranger. And numbly, she realizes that she has worn nothing but Mage robes for the better part of fifteen years ]

Cullen. [ she offers a small smile in greeting "You look smaller" on the tip of her tongue but she staves it ] Grace isn't really required of the Wardens. They're more of a strike-with-lightning-now, ask questions never persuasion.

[ it takes another moment for her thoughts to fast forward up to speed in time with Cullen's question, and when it does she tries not to feel strongly one way or another as she contemplates her answer. she sighs, setting down the last of the parchments and stretching out the knot that had formed in her shoulder ]

Until I am needed more elsewhere, I suspect.
excusing: (♚ can't remember)

[personal profile] excusing 2013-07-31 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ The fact that she does not 100% hate her for being that way is simply astonishing. Heather lifts her eyebrows, swallowing a small laugh. ]

Damn. Like, you're telling me to play by rules but not? [ Okay, she has to laugh, just a little bit. ] That's what people call mixed signals in the dating world.
allnerves: (➛ proudest)

[personal profile] allnerves 2013-07-31 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
You do. [ And it's not crazy or stupid. Just because they're young does not invalidate the realness of what they have. It is special, regardless of how some overuse and misuse that word. The layers upon layers of history between them are meaningful and she loves that he knows her, inside and out, in the only way Percy can.

She reaches up to push some of his hair away from his forehead, just looking, wanting to remembering in this moment. She does this from time to time, capturing snapshots of him in her mind.
] We should go.
noleniency: (herpderp)

[personal profile] noleniency 2013-08-01 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
Solona. [Despite himself, a small smile flickers across his face in response before it gets sort of buried underneath of everything else.] Ah, then that explains a lot, now that I come to think about it. Then again, I know plenty of those not a Warden that react the same way. [He lets his gaze roam over her for a moment, taking in what she's doing, the spill and the papers and her.

There's a nod, but also a bit of disappointment at the idea of her leaving. It's inevitable, of course.]
Well, as I haven't seen that particular order come through just yet, I think it would be okay for you to leave this office for an hour or two. [A beat.] You haven't gone anywhere for days, and I am beginning to wonder what it is that you're living off of in here exactly.
brashy: (015)

[personal profile] brashy 2013-08-01 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[They've been together for so long, as friends, as a deeper relationship. They've saved the world together and nearly watched it end. They braved the worst place in the universe together and came out of it alive. Even if a little more broken for it. But they're alive and together, and that's all that Percy has wanted out of life.

His eyes search her own storm gray ones, a soft smile on his face. And then he groans.]
A few more minutes. They won't even notice.
dutysexual: (011)

[personal profile] dutysexual 2013-08-01 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Reyna hates very few people. The list includes Octavian at the moment, and that's pretty much about it. Even then, she really just wants to punch him in the face until he bleeds.]

Some rules were meant to be bent a little to do what's best. [A good life philosophy to live by. And then Reyna pauses. Whoa, whoa.] It's... I'm not giving mixed signals.
amageing: (flirty)

[personal profile] amageing 2013-08-01 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she sees that smile, Serrah Serious Templar, and gives him a bigger, easier one in return. ] War, Blight, and too much ale will do that, I've discovered.

[ the statement catches her off-guard. True, she's been holed up in Orsino's office, but she...never really considered that someone here would be noticing her absence. Kirkwall, after all, is almost entirely a city of strangers aside from the man standing across from her ]

Tea? [ that shouldn't be a question. Solona knows she's been living off tea ] And willpower, mostly.

[ she smiles again at him, and the memory of seeing her after she had awakened from her Harrowing returns. How he had stuttered, and said she could talk to him whenever she liked.

...it feels like ages since she's been able to talk to anyone, really ]


Trying to get me away from here already, I see.
glaux: (⚖ skeptical)

[personal profile] glaux 2013-08-02 05:22 am (UTC)(link)

excusing: (♚ all my love)

[personal profile] excusing 2013-08-02 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Heather would sit on him while Reyna punches him, if she asked. Watching her beat him to a pulp would be satisfying enough for her, really.

She can't help but dissolve into giggles, covering her mouth with the back of her hand.
]

Noo! That was me teasing you, Reyna.
noleniency: (Eheh... mages...)

[personal profile] noleniency 2013-08-02 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He's noticed her absence. He notices her presence, too. Solona is a noticeable woman, and he doesn't know how to focus on something not her when she's around. He feels like a kid again.

It's a strangely comforting feeling.

He smiles back at her again, body somewhat relaxed. He has never realized how heavy his armor was before he took it off, in all sense of the word.]


I am trying to make sure that you don't pass out over Orsino's desk. And to stop the rumors over your disappearance into this place. Some of the younger templars believe you might be a demon. [There's a note of amusement in his voice.] You need more than tea and willpower, Solona.
amageing: (stairmaster)

[personal profile] amageing 2013-08-02 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's nice, to hear the joking again. The last time she had really talked to Cullen, he had been locked in the mental prison of a desire demon, thinking that she...

well. that she was something she imagined he hadn't wanted her to hear at the time ]


My particular brand of demon can last just fine with it. [ she starts to pace a little, cringing when she realizes just how long it's been since she stood up, went outside, or any of those normal, non-demon transforming mage activities. Solona turns to him with a small half smile ]

I suppose now's not the time to encourage wariness between mages and templars. What would you suggest doing to convince the recruits not to smite me?
noleniency: (herpderp)

[personal profile] noleniency 2013-08-03 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
[We don't talk about that, Solona. That period of time.]

I wouldn't go around just dropping that word where others could hear, not after what's happened. [A few of the people believed that a demon had blown the chantry up, Orsino's story had spread. His voice is soft as he tells her that.

His eyes follow her as she paces, despite himself.]
You need actual food. Let me take you out to eat.
dutysexual: (007)

[personal profile] dutysexual 2013-08-03 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[there's a faint blush that crawls up her neck and settles on her cheeks but she absolutely, positively ignores it as though it doesn't exist. A frown twitches at the corners of her mouth.]

It's been so long since anyone's dared to tease me. [Hylla was the last, she thinks. Nobody messes with Reyna. But maybe that's what makes Heather different, makes her outside of the box.]
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[personal profile] soughs 2013-08-03 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Persephone's at home in the water. Always has been. It makes her feel more at peace than when she's on land, more like her old self, her younger self. She slides under the water, swimming around Avery like a predator. A very good looking shark. Today she's decided to let the water wash over her, so when she pops back up again, his hand in hers so that she can tug him closer, her dark hair clings to her face.

With a grin, she leans in and kisses him, tasting salt water and him before letting go again and swimming away before he can even react.]


Come on, Avery. You know you're going to have to be quicker than that.
excusing: (♚ you're in ruins)

[personal profile] excusing 2013-08-03 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ Along the way, Heather picks up the pace, skipping forward until Reyna speaks again and she turns to face her, just in time to see the redness creep over her cheeks. ] Gods, really? There's no harm in it, not in mine, anyway.

[ She waggles her fingers, palms out in a defenseless gesture. ] Hope that's okay.
dutysexual: (014)

[personal profile] dutysexual 2013-08-03 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[No harm in it. Yes, Reyna agrees. It's not malicious in any sense. In fact, the way Heather teases makes her feel like she almost belongs. Which is silly. Reyna knows she belongs here, with her fellow Romans, watching out for them all. But that sort of position keeps her removed.]

It's fine. [Another rare smile, becoming more common by the moment.] It's kind of nice, actually.
brokentorch: (★;  Erm. | or a little sane?)

[personal profile] brokentorch 2013-08-03 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Sirius isn't bothered by the poke or her toes. The neon green is fun, though. It's a good color on her. Although, to be fair, nearly every color is good on her. That's part of her, really.

Ah, success! More whiskey.]


What's Molly going to yell about? We're two adults enjoying a nice drink. [Or five. Or a couple of bottles. He's long since forgotten how many happened, really.] She scares me, that woman. Maybe avoiding the yelling is good.

[He sighs then.] Maybe four?

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