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Alright chat

H.A.R.M.O.N.Y

what

H.A.R.M.O.N.Y

I did have a question.

So are we just going to permanently be normal people or are we gonna maybe get some cool stuff

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Okay. I thought that was you expressing your beliefs and I was kind of uncomfortable, but that's totally fine. Thank you for clarifying!

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Also, is the whole religion thing just your character or is it your beliefs? I’m confused here, and I’m not sure if the character is just overly religious or not.

Asking baraquil

H.A.R.M.O.N.Y

I want in, magic man.

The Thing with a Wild West Twist

Hey there! I’ve had this idea for a while now, but nobody has wanted to play it with me when I respond to their ads, so I’m making my own! It could be a little strange, but I’m a really big fan of the source material.

The ideas for plots I had in mind was sort of a modern(ish)-fantasy story where a creature from another world takes interest in humanity, mainly your character, who is some sort of police officer or something similar, and seeks to learn more about them, developing a relationship along the way. This could also be in a more “Wild West” setting if you prefer, where they both become bounty hunters, similar to many stereotypical Western themed media.

The creature in question (which I will be playing) is similar to The Thing, from John Carpenter’s film of the same name, but it is only a single character and can’t spread from person to person like it does in the film.

What do you think? If you like my idea, feel free to reach out via PM or commenting on this post!

Thanks for reading! I look forward to seeing what you guys think! If enough people respond, I’ll make this a small group RP, but for now it is a 1x1.

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Not quite. Basically he is making so they are sharing each other's memories and things.

A burden shared is a burden halved, kind of.

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Jacob heard it with the others before he fully realized what was happening. He took a few steps toward the person closest to him, which happened to be Serena. As he felt the full brunt of the attack, he put a hand on her shoulder, linking their minds in the process. He didn’t know if she was like him, but it was easy to assume she was.

You might need some support. I know I sure will, given how you all seem to be feeling.

The words would be clear in Serena’s mind, in the language she knew best. It was similar to how a walkie-talkie operates, they were attuned to each others thoughts, and knew what each other’s ambient emotions were. In Jacob’s case, it was a sense of worry and fear, which twisted savagely into pure terror as the memories of his earlier life flooded his mind, memories Jacob had tried for so long to suppress. He tried to hold onto Serena’s thoughts to anchor himself, but it was futile.

TW: Domestic Violence

He was locked in his own room, which was completely barren save for a few empty plates and a bare mattress with a single sheet draped over it. He had snuck out of the house to speak with his friend Ashley and do some studying together. When he got back, his father had grabbed him by the hair and thrown him into his room, which already had everything taken out of it. Smoke drifted lazily from a hole in the backyard, the remains of his things still smoldering from when his parents had burned them. Jacob hadn’t protested when they did this. He knew it would have only made it worse.

So he just sat in his room, alone as he always was, both at home and at school. He felt a crushing sense of betrayal and loneliness as he sat curled up in the middle of his room, cringing at the feeling of the dirty carpet but not finding the motivation to move from his position. A few minutes passed, and he heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. His father was coming, and he sounded angry, as he rightfully should have been when Jacob had defied him.

The door unlocked, and his father stormed into Jacob’s room. His face was contorted by disgust and fury. He walked over to Jacob and planted his foot in the middle of his stomach, sending him flying to the wall opposite him. Pain exploded in his back, and he was sure he was injured, but he curled up into a ball, holding back his tears of pain.

“After everything your mother and I do for you, you go behind our backs to hang out with some girl?”

Jacob looked up at him, and he kicked him again, driving him against the wall.

“You should have been focused on school, not-“

[color= #3aa5bd]“We were working on a group project together and studying. I was working on my homework.”[/color]

“You should have come home and worked on it here, then,” his father replied with a deadly calm voice that scared Jacob more than he had when he was screaming at him.

Jacob averted his gaze, and the memory fragmented and shattered as his father kicked him again.

Jacob was curled up in a ball on the floor of the study room, still next to Serena. The memory of the pain still lingered like a stubborn phantom did to the place of its death. As he looked up at the others, his eyes seemed to be glowing slightly, a bright greenish-blue. Not enough to illuminate anything, but enough to be noticeable. Tears flowed freely from his eyes, rendering them a bloodshot red.

[color= #3aa5bd]I’m so sorry, Serena. I’m so, so sorry.[/color]

The others all looked to be going through something similar, and he didn’t hear anything coming from them, as his mind was still attuned to Serena’s. He was grateful for the fact that he wouldn’t be bombarded by their memories.

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TW for domestic violence/other abuse in my post. Will make a hider for it.