I need a good RP with some substance in it. Prefer magic of some kind.
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4 yrs ago
I am lost without my Muse and Inspiration.
6 yrs ago
Looking for Players for a new RP line.
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I am a widow as of June 6, 2022. I was married for 40 great and not so great years as well as many wonderful years. RIP My Sir. I have no live muse (Sir was my muse upon which I bounced many ideas off of and he even named a few creatures and potions for me when I ran out of ideas.
I have started back to RPing after 4 sad years. Perhaps with the help of Role Plays, I can find some joy in life again.
"My goodness yes! I am going to find out how I will pay for this schooling before I go to any class. Where do I go to find out about the cost and how I can pay for all of this. Also about a missing student! This is unbelievable!" Juliet spoke quickly as she picked up her purse and room key. "I missed way too much of the lecture all because that fool had to stop for a two hour lunch..... If I could, I'd make him pay for my education."
Magicka swoop down and into the building just as the bell rung. She nearly bumped into Mulan. "Watch it student. What was that bell for and where is Room 227? Speak up speak up, girl. I am running way late and would like to set up my classroom." Magicka spit out at the Mulan as she slid off the broom. The broom stretched out two arms to catch the two satchels. A dark black raven swooped down and landed on Magicka's shoulder.
"Want me to peck her, Professor deSpell? I could start with her hair if you want me to" Ratface spoke as he glared at the girl.
"Y-yes but why the questioning and why would Mulan come up missing? Please come in and let me find you a seat...." Juliet spoke in an unsure voice as she clear the bed so that Mulan could sit down. "There. I am afraid that is the best that I can do at the moment. Now what kind of questions do you have?"
Agatha was quiet do to the fact that she was thinking about how her life was not exactly the best. She heard the bathroom door open and closed. She looked towards Kieran's side of the room in surprise for she had to share the one and only bathroom on the girls floor with 25 other girls. It was then that she noticed that his clothes was on his bed. She turned bright red as she realized that he had taken off his clothes before going to the bathroom.
SHe wondered what she should do if anything. Finally, Agatha turned back to her unpacking. She began to wonder why he undressed in front of her. She went back to her unpacking. She had so many of the boy's clothes that she had not had time for redoing them into her style of clothing. She tossed them into a pile on her bed to sort out. She prefered her own style of clothing. She even had a few PJs that the boys could not use.
Kierin was out of the bathroom and room before she knew it. She tried to decide whether or not to look over at the door. When Kierin came back into the room, he got into bed. She wondered if he was going to sleep so early.
"Kierin? Would it bother if I finish up with my unpacking and sorting? Or are you really sleepy?" she asked as she looked at Kierin and holding up one of the shirts.
Name: Magicka deSpell (her newest spelling) Appearance: Age: she won’t tell for anything… unless it is Uncle Scrooge’s 1st Dime Primary ability: Doing Spells or is it Curses? I forget now. Preferred magic type: Whatever suits my need Personality: Mean, proud, arrogant, evil, aggressive History: Magicka deSpell is always plotting how to take Uncle Scrooge’s 1st dime but like her granny De Spell, she has yet found the right opportunity. Maybe it is because she is secretly in love with Uncle Scrooge…. She has tried various plans with Beagle Boys and with Madam Mim. At the moment she is on the run since she was helping the Beagle Boys who bungles yet another bank robbery. Job title: Sorceress of Black Magick Miscellaneous: Magicka deSpell has a pet raven who she is training as her ‘assistant’ whatever that may mean. The number one problem is that she has to be nice to Ratface or he might speak to the wrong person. One of the few spells that actually worked.
Name: Juliette Appearance: Age: 17 Primary ability: Teleporting Preferred magic: Shapeshifting Personality: She is a very caring and loving person who would do anything to help someone. She can be shy at times. History: Juliette is an orphan who does not know her parentage. She loves children and animals so she was well liked in the orphanage but like all her age, they had to leave the orphanage.
Major: Photography Extracurricular Activities: Calligraphy and Harmonium Miscellaneous:
Juliet turned quickly at the sound of the door opening. "Hello. No this is my room or at least the paperwork says it is and I certainly do hope so since I am like halfway unpacking... I think... maybe... But where are my manners! My name is Juliet and I just arrived a couple hours ago."
Juliet looked around as if she was absent minded but was actually looking for Genie. She smiled and picked up the lamp to set it on her bed.
"May I ask your name?"
Magicka was attempting to read the map once more- this time upside right. She turned to glare at Ratface and spoke slightly unkindly to him. "Why didn't you tell me that I was reading the map upside down, Ratface? I didn't give you the gift of speech for nothing. Which I am getting at the moment since that bank job was bungled by those Beagle Boys.
I shouldn't have listened to them. I shouldn't have used a raven for an assistant. But no I " Magicka was well on her way to a long string of insults when she was interrupted by Ratface.
"Pardon me but isn't that the place you are looking for?" he asked as he glided next to Magicka.
Magicka looked down to the building they were coming up on. "Why yes it is indeed! Perhaps I will spare you the rest of the lecture since you pointed the Academy out. I am so exhausted. You should have it memorized by now anyways." she spoke as if she wanted the raven to say something but Ratface was to clever to say anything and had by now fell behind the broomstick where he was suppose to be.
I am a widow as of June 6, 2022. I was married for 40 great and not so great years as well as many wonderful years. RIP My Sir.
I have no live muse (Sir was my muse upon which I bounced many ideas off of and he even named a few creatures and potions for me when I ran out of ideas.
I have started back to RPing after 4 sad years. Perhaps with the help of Role Plays, I can find some joy in life again.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I am a widow as of June 6, 2022. I was married for 40 great and not so great years as well as many wonderful years. RIP My Sir.<br>I have no live muse (Sir was my muse upon which I bounced many ideas off of and he even named a few creatures and potions for me when I ran out of ideas. <br><br>I have started back to RPing after 4 sad years. Perhaps with the help of Role Plays, I can find some joy in life again.</div>