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DM: Considering the time your character is from I think he'd be surprised that women can vote.
Player: Honestly I think he'd be surprised that ANYBODY can vote.
"The murder I can excuse but you dropped a fridge on me."
DM: Old Man Jot starts to just glow.
Cleric: WE'RE FIGHTING CUTHULU.
anime : akame ga kill
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u ever just be with ur family members and sitting there like "i can't believe all these ppl think i am a straight person"
I’m absolutely, 100% okay with asks any day, any time, late or early! ^_^ I’m always happy to talk about my characters, character development, and RP shenanigans!
I have made a number of characters over the years that sounded really interesting to me on paper, but once I created them something just didn’t click between them and me. Like I tried to create a young Ala Mhigan woman who was sent to Limsa Lominsa to study with the Arcanist’s Guild at the behest of her parents (who really just wanted to get her out of Ala Mhigo before Things Got Bad). She felt betrayed by her parents, so she was angry all the time and once she learned to summon carbuncles, she began abusing them because they aren’t real and just constructs. Her character development was intended to have her overcome her need to be physically violent with things and so angry and embittered, but I really found it difficult to play someone perpetually angry and cruel besides.
I’m a gentle soul by nature, so portraying dark, troubled, or really villainous characters is something I’ve always struggled with as a writer. Thanks for the ask, @katalinhunter! Wanna ask your own question? Pick up a Munday Ask here! (I don’t even mind if it’s not Munday.)
Sexual Tension/Attraction Prompt Meme | Open
@yumetohokori asked: [intoxicated] from Lucrecia to Vincent
He was assigned to protect, and protect he did. He protected Dr. Crescent when traveling to collect specimens and observe local occurrences that drew her interests. He protected her when her work took her far and wide on quick trips to find more answers and specimens for her work with the others. He protected her prying eyes. He accompanied her....for protection...? on those afternoon lunch breaks. He accompanied her in her labs, never truly understanding the depth of her passion but finding himself enjoying hearing it all the same.
He followed the assignment given to him, as any Turk would...though, there were times that perhaps he followed too closely. He would draw himself back, he would be strict with himself, scolding and reminding himself what he was and what his job was, as well as what his boundaries were. But then, her sweet, coaxing words would question why he withdrew and he was drawn right back by her side.
Perhaps, he never should have let himself so close. But of all the things he’d faced in life, big and small, horrible and simple, monstrous and meager....he had never faced someone like her. Someone who seeped into his bones, threatening to turn them mush, yet instead only invigorating him. He felt energy, and weakness, every moment he was around her. Most of the time, he could school his features and body language, to never betray the affects had upon him. But, he didn’t always succeed. And truly...? It seemed she encouraged those moments when he’d slip up. The way she’d smile, and her eyes would sparkle, and the pleased and amused and sweet laughter that would slip past her lips.
He adored her. That was all he needed to know, and he never stepped beyond what she so clearly invited. He wanted and needed so little, he expected nothing, and yet he loved her. And, mostly, he thought, she loved him the same...? If she didn’t, he couldn’t very well mind. He could accept it. His feelings were just what they were.
But then the evening came, when it was turned on it’s head. More questions arose, even if some answers were brought forth. Were they answers, though? Or just..illusions promising the answer he wanted but didn’t feel he held...? The night, perhaps, never should have happened, and yet it did, and after that, Vincent’s soul was sealed to the fate of what his heart had latched onto. And he would pay for it, dearly.
It was the night Hojo and Gast had been away for separate meetings, that were clearly more important than the work being done in ShinRa Manor. The halls and rooms were empty, save for very few interns flitting about but keeping to their menial tasks and out of the way. Lucrecia had finished her work for the day, and she seemed to think now was the time to take a break and indulge in some rather expensive wine she’d collected. Where from, she wouldn’t say, and Vincent did wonder. But she’d just chuckled and put a finger to her lips, before inviting him to join her as she poured two glasses.
It began with a glass each, leading to tales told for hours. Lucrecia picked apart myths she’d heard and studied, telling Vincent what she’d theorized as to what brought about the legends and what they really meant, and how the human mind and creativity fascinated her and inspired her. He could only agree, as they started on their second glass, confessing a childhood filled with his mother and grandmothers thrilling, chilling, and fantastical stories. They were only meant to entertain, but oh the emotion and tales and worlds they weaved. He’d always felt drawn in by them.
On their third glass, Lucrecia found herself wandering the halls of the manor with Vincent trailing along faithfully, listening to her every word. She waved her glass about gracefully, while Vincent tucked his glass at his side, drinking less, because he should be alert, shouldn’t he be? She’d only invited him to drink a bit, he surely couldn’t indulge as far because his duty continued on.
By her fourth glass, Lucrecia was speaking of the mystery of the world. She spoke of the energy she’d crossed in her studies, in her searches with many colleagues. Sometimes, speaking vaguely about them, she’d go silent, and look distant, and Vincent would await her words patiently. When she returned, she grinned warmly to Vincent, her gaze wandering over him in such a way that made him fidget somewhat. She softly chuckled, and continued on her stroll with him in tow. She spoke of mystery, of discovery....of hesitation, of excitement, of discovery. She spoke of warmth, of chills, of adventure. And the ways she spoke left a tingle down his spine.
It was when she’d wandered back to her room in the manor, looking to Vincent who stood firmly outside her door way for many minutes, that her hand took his. Their drinks were set aside and she simply brought him to sit with her. He wasn’t sure what was to happen, and he knew logically it might be better, to stand and take his leave, to make the point that alcohol had been consumed and choices may not be well thought through. But her hand on his forearm seem to rush those thoughts away, as she continued to speak of adventures she’d yet to experience....things she still wanted to know, the explore, to understand the mystery of. And she told him she wanted to explore them with him, one day, if he was willing.
All Vincent could do, was look into her eyes, looking ever like a young man smitten and adoring and faithful. He didn’t know what would come, only what he could guess, and what he could hope for, both very similar, and what should really happen, which was they should part and rest apart. But then her hand was on his cheek, and his skin was on fire.
Her lips were pressed to his own, and his body was still. Her body was moved closer, and his careful, protective hands wound their way respectfully to her lower and upper back as he kissed her back. His head was full of a warm haze, and the scent of her mixed with wine. He felt dizzy, he felt small and grand, he felt like he could drift away and it was terrifying. He held her a bit tighter.
Soon her hands began to to tug at his jacket, and his own began to guide her coat. Her hands were sore with every touch and step they took, while his were careful and slow and reassuring, as if he was waiting to be stopped. But she never did. Her voice was soft, and praising, when his hands would venture further, and his voice was shaky and devoted as it muttered soft affection and pleasure. The night was hazy, it was warm, it was intense, is was pleasure and fear and love and in the height of ecstacy it felt like the greatest moment of his life. He thought it would be a memory to treasure.
In another life, it could’ve been.
But a week later, he walked into her office, he saw his fathers picture on her monitor and the details of their work together that he’d barely had a chance to read, and he was faced with her shock and anger and guilt and panic. He was left with questions never answered, and it seemed like everything good ran away from the reassuring embrace he yearned to give her.
What should have been a precious memory, turned into a bitter sweet thought that seemed more like a dream. Sometimes, he really wondered if it had been. It was a memory to be let go. What would’ve become of him, had they not had that night that forever sealed the intensity of his emotions to her? Or had he not wandered into her lab that day a week later? Would things have been different? Would their fates be changed? Had he been weak?
All he knew, was that part of his life would forever be a question he could never had answered. It was a weight he would have to wear. Maybe he’d find a way to his answers, someday. Why not?
He had forever to do so.
T H I N G S S A I D I N M Y D I S C O R D S E R V E R I N B O X M E M E
a series of roleplay sentence starters based on the ' lockdown gays ' discord server I am in because these always make me laugh
‘ i do not want to fuck a nun, i would simply not turn down the opportunity ’
‘ someone less tired say something witty ’
‘ y’all just don’t know first aid ’
‘ it’s fine if i have a mental breakdown, as long as i have a degree as well ’
‘ it is a federal crime to open my mail, the fact that inside were a hundred blueberry condoms doesn’t matter ’
‘ horse meat confirmed ’
‘ never say my full name again, i feel like i've been shot ’
‘ if I took half your vertebrae you’d be four foot ten ’
‘ i’m gonna eat your kneecaps in a salad ’
‘ i am older than the clay adam was built from ’
‘ my phone doesn’t have sparkle emojis and it feels like a hate crime ’
‘ you are the last of the fancy cheese at christmas ’
‘ an amazon delivery driver had to free you from your own personal handcuffs, do not talk to me about shame ’
‘ no dick sucking and no poison control ’
‘ your dad leaves and suddenly nothing goes right ’
REQUESTED! by @csmicwarrior All lines are taken from Beth Crowley’s songs. Feel free to change any pronouns / wording & combine lines as desired! CONTENT WARNING: potential mental health mentions
❝ You fascinated me. ❞
❝ Teach me how to fight, I'll show you how to win. ❞
❝ You're my mortal flaw and I'm your fatal sin. ❞
❝ I'll prove that I am strong. ❞
❝ My memory refused to separate the lies from truth. ❞
❝ Open my eyes, I must be dreaming. ❞
❝ I've heard that seeing is believing. ❞
❝ I can hear the whispers in my sleep. ❞
❝ You claim you trust me. ❞
❝ You think I don't see the doubt behind your eyes. ❞
❝ It's lonely at the top. ❞
❝ Nobody will ever convince me to stop. ❞
❝ I was born to play this game. ❞
❝ You can say I've lost my mind. ❞
❝ But I'm not fine. ❞
❝ If you knew the truth, you'd probably hate me. ❞
❝ I need a fight. ❞
❝ I've got you in my sights. ❞
❝ Only one of us will make it out alive. ❞
❝ You'd better run and hide. ❞
❝ My tongue is a weapon and I'm locked and loaded. ❞
❝ I'm merciless. ❞
❝ When will you learn? ❞
❝ I bet you never saw me coming. ❞
❝ You're just another casualty. ❞
HARD TO KILL
❝ Why do I need friends when I’ve got plenty of enemies? ❞
❝ The world owes me a debt. ❞
❝ Now I’ve come to collect. ❞
❝ So don’t get in my way. ❞
❝ I came up from nothing. ❞
❝ I belong to the city. ❞
❝ Maybe I’m too obsessed with retribution. ❞
❝ I’ve already won the game. ❞
❝ I let the rumors turn me into a legend. ❞
❝ A good myth is hard to kill. ❞
❝ The odds are stacked against me. ❞
I SCARE MYSELF
❝ They say I'm crazy. ❞
❝ The whole world has gone mad. ❞
❝ They think I’m dangerous. ❞
❝ I scare myself with the way I need you. ❞
❝ I'd crawl through hell If it meant I could keep you. ❞
❝ My head is spinning. ❞
❝ You make me feel insane. ❞
❝ There's nothing left for me to hide. ❞
Crooked House Sentence Starters
Sentence starters from Gilles Paquet-Brenner’s 2017 adaptation of Agatha Christie’s 1949 novel, Crooked House. Feel free to change details as needed.
I'm sorry to surprise you like this, but I wasn't sure you'd agree to see me.
It's a family business.
For a fee, of course.
You should at least think about it.
A hard act to follow.
All right. Two days. Then I call in the hounds.
Though I do find a shotgun best expresses my feelings.
____ likes to think he rescued me.
We had a special bond.
Well, you said you were frightened.
We're a very odd family.
There's lots of ruthlessness in us, and different kinds of ruthlessness.
So you find out people's secrets?
I am by far the cleverest person in this house.
Much too frivolous for the occasion.
I drank far too much claret last night.
Hair of the dog, darling.
I must admit I am more of a cinema enthusiast.
You are twisting my words.
Can you make an effort now, please? For me?
Of course, the odds are against you.
I lost a poker game to the wrong people.
Besides, who actually wants to work for a living?
You don't seem remotely sad about it.
Can't I play detective too?
You don't smell of alcohol. Is ____ still asleep?
Good boy. Keeping a clear head.
Do feel free to come and go as you please.
I'm sorry, the door was open.
I know all there is to know about poisons.
I don't suppose you ever bring your work home with you, now?
Who told you it works?
If you're not careful, you may find yourself facing an accusation of slander.
How can you defame a murderess?
Perhaps we could continue this at a later date?
Being the favorite child isn't all jam.
Please. I like to keep busy.
Why, you're not what I expected at all.
Please, don't think that crying is my natural state.
I dreamed of someone nice, who would make a fuss over me.
I have a delicate question for you.
But rumor has it that you two get along well.
What do these people know about the real world anyway?
Are you done with your interrogation?
You're lucky you're able to talk to them.
You're making this up, aren't you?
People don't pay attention to me in this house.
It is a hothouse of suppressed passion.
Will you shut up and light my bloody cigarette?
I hope I can rely on your absolute discretion here.
You're an extremely intrusive person, ____.
This sort of money would solve most people's problems.
All I ever did was let him down.
Don't creep up on people like that.
People who eavesdrop seldom hear good of themselves.
Buddy, you're being followed.
I believe we have a mutual friend.
He's right, you are a clown.
There's politics involved here. It's sensitive.
Now, give me something, so I can still have faith in you.
If anything, you're Watson.
Well, why don't you enlighten me, Holmes?
I often make things up. It stops me from getting too bored.
Sometimes people don't know what they know.
Not everything they say on television is true.
I'd say we're due another murder.
You really seem to make a habit of barging in, don't you?
I'm not sure the world needs to know about that.
My car seems to have broken down.
Would you like me to take you home?
I've just invited ____ to stay the night.
Now that's a much more interesting idea.
Please don't make me miss all the fun.
Your presence seems to have brought everyone together.
I'm sure he thinks of all of us as potential murderers.
I don't envy you your job.
You see now why I didn't want you involved with my family?
There's nothing like a real heart-to-heart.
You're just like the rest. Take her to bed and be done with it.
Oh, what a high moral tone you're taking.
I have to give it to her. She's got a special gift for dividing people.
You've been in the wars.
They could kill you in an instant if they really wanted to.
My poor cherub.
It's one hell of a burden on your shoulders.
You are an extremely clever woman.
I have seen what it takes to operate at a certain level, and it is not always pretty.
You old hypocrite!
You redeemed yourself at the last moment.
Always leave a party at its height...when you're most enjoying it.
Perhaps she wasn't the intended target.
Nobody gets to leave here without my express permission.
Every time we make you disappear, you keep popping back up.
Is there anyone you're remotely fond of?
Oh, my darling. I love you more than you'll ever know.
I think they'll have everything we could possibly want once we get there.
I certainly had a good reason to do it, though.
Today, I have to be very brave.
But every task worth doing has a hard bit.
What did we do to her?
No, no, it's okay. It wasn't you.
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RADIOHEAD LYRIC BASED STARTERS - Feel free to change pronouns e.t.c.
“You look so tired, unhappy.”
“Such a pretty house, and such a pretty garden.”
“Today we escape.”
“Pack and get dressed, before your father hears us. Before all hell breaks loose.”
“In an interstellar burst I'm back to save the universe.”
“Please, could you stop the noise? I'm trying to get some rest.”
“Ambition makes you look pretty ugly.”
“Why don't you remember my name?”
“For a minute there, I lost myself.”
“You are the sun and moon and stars are you. And I could never run away from you.”
“I'm still no one, and you're my star.”
“These people aren't your friends. They're paid to kiss your feet.”
“I've bled and I bleed to please you.”
“I only stick with you because there are no others.”
“How come I end up where I started? How come I end up where I went wrong?”
“You used to be alright. What happened?”
“I do not understand what it is I've done wrong.”
“I've no idea what I am talking about. I'm trapped in this body and can't get out.”
“Don't get any big ideas, they're not gonna happen.”
“Why should I stay here? Why should I stay?”
“I am all the days that you choose to ignore.”
“Wakey wakey, rise and shine.”
“I don't wanna be your friend, I just wanna be your lover. No matter how it ends, no matter how it starts.”
“You shouldn't be afraid, because I know today has been the most perfect day I've ever seen.”
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