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Charity Beach: A Semi-Sandbox Superpower Romp in a Beachy Floridian City.

@Ruler Inc its been 8 hr where the ooc at

Charity Beach: A Semi-Sandbox Superpower Romp in a Beachy Floridian City.

hi yes telekinesis but only with make-up products

💟 An RPG Valentine 💟

@ayzrules
say hi to ur sister for me uwu

@KaijuBaragon

petition to make a dislike button on rpg

💟 An RPG Valentine 💟

awww since I was mentioned I guess I HAVE to make one now

@Amethyst AHHHH i don't even remember when we became friends but u are my partner in crime in spending way too much time dolling/moodboard-ing than actually writing, hahahahah. thx for putting up with my random aesthetic/doll divine/polyvore spam 24/7. and for putting up with all those random 4 AM headcanons I spam u with even tho u sleep at like, 9 PM, whoops, and for me constantly shrieking about WRC (antejandro. omg.) or gail carriger whenever she saves something from one of my pinterest boards. hope you and your butler boyfriend @darkwolf687 have a great valentine's day. u are amazing and loved always always always <3

@shylarah sorry for always being a stupid lazy dumbass who never has her shit together, yikes. thanks for being the best co-gm who has the patience and willingness to figure out things that i would end up hand-waving or winging like a middle school math test because I have a shitty personality. thanks for putting up with my BS all the time <3 love u <3

@OfwindAndRain yo legit u were probs my first friend from RPG. I'm glad I got to know u more for however long it's been and I hope all is good with you <3 thx for always being there when im in one of my crazy annoying moods and just HAVE to figure out EVERYTHING about wtf happens to our WRC chars post-Aciras, only to scrap it all b/c of new developments in each iteration. thx for also being there whenever i get into one of those aesthetic-y moods and decide to spam u with q's about ur chars. you are great!!!

@HaleyTheRandom ahhhhhh legitimately i cannot believe it's been like, four? five? years since the first iteration of WRC, but I hope you know that your rp from 2014 or whatever it is has left such a huge mark on my life. thanks for being an awesome friend <3

@Chai YOOO girl you are legit so nice and ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Bruiser is too pure for this world???? everything about your aesthetic rocks. you are a 12/10 person in general

@Bee thanks for being my fellow subtle asian traits buddy, even if you can't find my name when you try to tag me LOL (but the memes u do end up tagging me in are a+). also thank you for your stellar 多go pun. no matter what my sister says, it is a great pun.

@DeadbeatWalking look I know you're banned at the moment but I'm writing this anyway. you're a cool kid and I enjoy the ASOIAF discourse even if I don't understand a lot b/c I'm a forgetful person and cba to stay up-to-date. stop being a dumbass though!!!!

thats all >:(

@MesuOkami <3 <3 <3 what can I say besides you are great and the best? always love seeing your IG stories and your super cute animals <3

@Persianversion look roya I'm guessing this is u so imma just roll with it. but you are literally so kind and so funny and HOW are you so pretty!!! love u

@StarLordess MY WIFE. 1) your hair is phenomenal 2) so are you in general 3) i love your IG so much like whaaaaaat

@Spanner peezant mongrel. (sorry LOL)

@Asura stupid rat

@Tuujaimaa literally you're the only smart guy in RG. keep doing u

@KaijuBaragon ur pretty cool but also don't try to hit on my sister cuz she'll roast u. just ask @Bee she's been roasting him for doing nothing besides making a pun about our dog

@Nytem4re yoooo let's play jackbox again sometime! thx for introducing me to quiplash and those other games

@Odin dude I can't believe you have that naruto speech memorized. u r pretty funny even if u r also pretty dumb. i appreciate ur bird snaps

@Mara thank you for taking the time to appreciate high fashion models with me. also thank you for helping me with those weird abbreviations of food brands last summer <3

@Syn I think this is your username but I could be wrong, but you're super nice and make funny jokes LOL. anyway sorry to the rando who gets this tag if I'm wrong.

@MorningStar1399 I'm in a rush and can't write a lot cuz imma be late BUT you're awesome and i appreciate ur tumblr. thanks for putting up with me being a slow procrastinating dumbass piece of shit with our RPs. RIP polyvore but u still out here slaying with ur awesome photo edits

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

hello friends I have posted. pls forgive my slowness :D

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

L E A L Y N T O N

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It was a gorgeous day; there was golden sunshine and blue skies and pretty flowers, plus there was a light breeze that felt absolutely heavenly against Lea's face. What more could you ask for?

It was around three in the afternoon, the day after the day after the day after the welcome ball. So, what-three days after? Yeah, that seemed about right. The third day after the welcome ball.

There had been casual brunches every day so far, and it had been fun getting to know everyone better. Lea had given the grand tour of the palace the day before, and there'd been a fancier dinner that night, but otherwise, everything had been pretty casual so far. They were gearing up for the masquerade ball this upcoming Friday-Lea still had no idea if she was going to go through with the mask she picked out a month ago for that event, but oh well. She'd decide on something eventually.

In a couple minutes, Lea would be heading downstairs to one of the bigger libraries-the agreed upon meet-up point. See, Lea was totally not hip to anything related to video games, and she'd only started playing Pokemon Go like, two months ago. And very sporadically at that; she was much too flighty to focus on finding and catching Pokemon all the time. But there had been people on social media who had asked if Lea and the other princes and princesses would play any Pokemon Go while they were in Aciras, and Lea had thought, why not?

She figured that the palace was as good of a place as any to play the game, anyway. Not only was the palace itself like, pretty huge, but there were also courtyards and gardens galore...and outside, Lea had her wildlife refuges and forest trails and whatnot. If they walked far enough, they'd get to a river, which meant that there would be some cool water-type Pokemon they could catch, hopefully.

All in all, Lea knew that the temperate woodlands biome that Lynston was part of was not really that exciting, compared to tropical rainforests or coral reefs or whatever, but Lea firmly believed that there was still a ton of super dope wildlife that they could find. So like, catching Pokemon plus being outdoors plus getting to walk through forests and stuff??? That was a win, in her book.

Lea took a moment to check her reflection in the mirror, pausing to adjust the funky gold jewelry adorning her wrists and to straighten out the sleeves on her lacy pink romper, before slipping into a pair of strappy gold sandals and breezing out the door. She had all the essentials packed in her glittery pink Gucci bag-portable charger and wire, water, lip gloss, chapstick, sunscreen, compact mirror, mascara, nail file, tissues, sunglasses, and a reusable water bottle filled with homemade trail mix, which the palace chefs were kind enough to provide her with like, every day. Sometimes two or three times a day. Oops?

Anyway, this Gucci bag was one of her favorites. Lea's brother-in-law, AKA the king consort of Aciras (or whatever the official title was, anyway. Lea wasn't all fancy and shmancy like that) said that it reminded him of Hermione's purse in the last Harry Potter book-the one where she could put anything inside, and it'd still fit. Lea was inclined to agree with him, honestly. She herself didn't even know how all her stuff fit into the designer handbag, but here she was.

Soon enough, Lea was approaching the Leopold Library, which had been named in honor of Aldo Leopold, the dude who wrote A Sand County Almanac. Lea had read that book a couple years ago, and loved every word of it; she supposed that it was only fitting that the Leopold Library was one of her favorites. It was one of the libraries on the first floor, which meant that it was usually open to the public during the regular visiting hours. But since visiting hours were suspended until after Lea's wedding, the libraries were also technically closed. It was kind of eerie, walking through the first floor with nobody there-Lea was so used to seeing a bunch of tourists milling about.

Lea met up with Sparks (whose real name was Jonathan, but he went by Sparks. Lea thought that 'Sparks' was an awesome nickname. Someday, she aspired to have a nickname as cool as Sparks did) in front of the library, an easy, cheerful grin lighting up her face. "Hey!!!" she greeted, beaming at him. "Thanks for agreeing to do this, by the way. I'm absolutely useless at technology when it comes to anything other than, like, Snapchat." She rolled her eyes playfully. "A tech genius, I am not."

Lea pulled up the Pokemon Go app, waiting for the welcome screen to load. "I wonder what teams everybody else is on?" she mused out loud. Lea herself was on Team Instinct, which, as she understood it, was supposed to be like a combination of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff from Harry Potter. Lea thought her team was pretty cool-the yellow was nice, though she did wish that the team leader would change his outfit every once in a while. Or maybe his hair? Why didn't the team leaders do anything with their appearances? Sure, they were NPCs, but still. Half the fun was making her avatar look cute, after all.

Lea's outfit

(Interacting with @shylarah)

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

@DracarysBitch 's insanely useful pokemon go guide

drive.google.com/open?id=1xQQQarfsRhW…

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

E L I A S & A L E J A N D R O

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Alejandro led the way down the hall away from the parlor, eyes discreetly scanning the corridors for any passerby. Most of the people they passed were part of the palace staff, and they paid him and Elias no attention as they hurried about. Alejandro was grateful that they didn’t run into anyone else; it would not be too terribly difficult to send them on their way to the parlor, of course, but it was still a bit of a hassle.

The library was one of the less well-known ones, located in the eastern wing of the palace. From his previous visits to the palace, Alejandro knew that this library was the one with materials regarding anything about the natural world, and that it happened to be one of Lea’s personal favorites. There were encyclopedias on geology, biology, bathymetry and oceanology, environmental and/or earth science, and the like, as well as animal husbandry guides and books filled with gorgeous illustrations. Perhaps the most interesting feature of the library was, however, the animal displays. The moose display was towards the back of the library, but Alejandro pulled Elias into one of the secluded reading rooms. A quick glance around the room showed that it was empty; hopefully, they would have some privacy in there.

Alejandro turned to the other prince. “I do apologize for not bringing you to the moose display immediately,” he began, laughing lightly, “but I believe that this location will provide more...privacy.” A delicate pause. “Elias, I-I know you have something to say. Whatever it is, I will hear it.” There was a noticeable shift in the quality of Alejandro’s voice; gone was all the light teasing and playful mischief. Instead, he was about as serious as he ever got, bringing his eyes up to meet Elias’.

— —

It felt odd, wearing pants, but at the same time that he wasn’t used to wearing them he also was so it…was a confusing matter nonetheless. Not that it felt uncomfortable, per sé, just that it felt wrong, confining everything in a much-too-small space and expecting it all to be happy about it. I wouldn’t be comfortable cooped up in a very tiny space either, Elias thought grumpily, but dismissed the thought as they entered the library.

It was impressive for sure, though he was fairly certain he caught the sight of antlers in the back before he was dragged into another room, a reading room.

He gave at Alejandro glare as he brought up the moose again, before sighing. Elias crossed his arms over his chest, legs adjusting to an “at ease” stance. He shook his head. “No, not really,” he said.

It wasn’t entirely true of course. There was a lot he wanted to say, actually, but none of it would come out right or work or really do much. They had a fling, that was it.

“It was a fling, I need to accept that,” he said. “Dafni didn’t mean anything by her remark, mind you. Sure, I was a little sad when you were gone—hell, I missed you—and more than just the—” Elias looked around, then lowered his voice. “And more than just the sex, mind you.” He raised his voice to a normal speaking volume. “I like you. You’re a good person, a good friend, and a wonderful lover, and I miss you. You were right. It never would work out between us. Castilya would have a heart attack and I doubt the alliance would hold. The secrecy would kill us.”

He sighed, relaxing his stance. For a moment, there was a bit of that nineteen-year-old romantic back in his body as he sat and allowed himself to relax some. “But I look at you and I see the parts of me I lost over the years. I see the flirtatious side, I see laughter, I see smiles, I see someone who isn’t afraid to hold nothing back. I look at you, I see the old me, and it kills me. Alejandro, back then I thought I loved you, and maybe I did, and maybe I still do. But seeing the old me…” Elias shook his head slowly. “Makes me miss him.”

He exhaled, hanging his head as he braced his arms on his legs and tapped his fingertips together between his knees. “That’s all I want. I want to be myself again, to not be constantly on-guard, to not be so angry, so bitter, so alone. I used to be able to take a joke like Elimoose. Hell, back then I would have embraced it. My father is proud of how ‘mature’ I have become. I haven’t had a lover in four years. I’m cold. I’m nothing but a soldier. Commander Supreme indeed.”

Elias shook his head. “I have nothing to say to you about being angry with your or blaming you or hating you, because I don’t. None of that is true. I just hate the me that I became when you went away.”

— —

Alejandro let out a breath and ran a hand through his hair. You give me far too much credit, Prince Elias, he thought to himself. A good person? Maybe, five years ago. But not so much anymore, I would imagine.

Oh, it wasn’t that he had done anything particularly atrocious or cruel, specifically, but five years was a considerable amount of time when one was as young as he and Elias were.

On the surface, he was still the same Alejandro-what was it that Rhia had said? Noisy, vibrant, and bright. Anyone with even half a brain cell could see that, well, that’s what he was. Noisy, vibrant, and bright, with his teasing grins and loud florals and sparkly accessories.

Mmm. Well, I truly am quite fond of sparkles and floral print, but that is beside the point. Alejandro was the very definition of ‘outrageous’, yes, but just as Mai had her gorgeous matte lipsticks and high heels, Alejandro had his outrageousness. Instead of showing no emotion to hide his true feelings, Alejandro went the opposite way-an excess of emotion, to conceal what he did not wish for others to see.

After all, most people didn’t expect a person covered in head to toe with sheer silks and bright flowers and an overabundance of sparkly baubles to be quite so...ruthless.

Most do not understand the meaning of the word ‘ruthless’, Alejandro reflected. They think it means cruel, or ambitious, or cunning, or a combination of all three. I do not believe that it’s about being cruel or ambitious. It’s about seeing the bright, clear line that leads from point A to point B; motive to means, beginning to end. It’s about seeing that line and not caring about anything but the perfection of the solution, of that line.

At Elias’ comment about sex, Alejandro had to suppress a grimace. It wasn’t that the sex wasn’t good-it had been fantastic, actually-but now that Alejandro knew himself a little better, he was quite aware that his intentions hadn’t exactly been the most honorable, back then. The years between his mother finding him with Eduardo and his trip to Pólemos had been...rocky, to say the least. Although Portaya, and Castilya as a whole, was growing more accepting with each passing year, most of the people Alejandro lived and worked with were still quite conservative about such matters. In the two years between being separated from Eduardo and meeting Elias, Alejandro had taken every opportunity he could get to…experiment, as much as he could, without being caught.

It had been stupid, yes. Unbelievably so. But after years of being led to believe that he was some sort of abomination, Alejandro had been sick and tired of feeling so ashamed for what he was. The numerous encounters that he’d had seemed to numb the pain and loneliness, for awhile. And when Elias had so openly expressed his interest-well, who was Alejandro to refuse?

Sometimes, he wondered whether or not he would have agreed to, er, a relationship of sorts with someone else-one of Elias’ friends, for instance-while he had been in Pólemos, if they had gotten to him first. Alejandro was strongly inclined to believe that the answer was yes. It didn’t matter that Alejandro had grown to like Elias as a person; the night that they were intimate for the first time, Alejandro had barely known the other prince. And yet he had still ended up spending the night (and a good part of the morning, too) in his rooms.

Alejandro nodded, slowly. He wasn’t sure that there was very much he could say, in this situation; those years were far behind them, now. Neither of them were the same people they had been five years ago. “For what it’s worth, Elias, I miss you, too.” He paused. “Five years is a long time. I understand.”

He took a step back and studied Elias for a moment. “I’m glad you are here,” he said, finally. “I think Aciras will do you some good.”

— —

Elias chuffed. “That’s it? No, ‘it is a good thing we parted ways because this is not the man I liked before,’ or even perhaps a soul-crushing ‘I never loved you, only ever lusted for you?’” He shook his head. “Gods, how far we have come indeed.”

He sighed. “Dafni thinks so as well. Me, I am not so sure. As much of a bastard Stefanos is, he is still my brother, and the amount of incompetence shown by our guards would make anyone planning to kill him strike now, while I am not there to protect him.”

He ran a hand through his hair and shook his head. It was probably best he didn’t think like that right now. “No matter. Right now this is supposed to be a bit of a party, no? If we stay away much longer, I fear they may think we are up to something, and for the sake of your reputation it may be best that we not let that happen.”

— —

Alejandro stayed silent at Elias’ response. He would have told him that it wasn’t true, that part of him did love him, and still did-but no, that would not be fair to Elias. Alejandro wasn’t going to lie to him, or tell him half-truths. Elias deserved more than that. Alejandro himself wasn’t completely certain what exactly it had been, five years ago; perhaps it could have been love, if he didn’t have to go back to Castilya and if Elias’ brother was not such an asshole. Perhaps. But now? Alejandro didn’t know.

Alejandro let out a puff of air. If they had been in this same situation five years ago, during that single month in Pólemos, Alejandro would have already been moving towards Elias, leaning in for a kiss.

But that was five years ago.

“Forget about that, for now,” Alejandro said, softly. He should not put so much faith in his brother. Stefanos, if anything, is a power-hungry dictator. Or, he would be, if he were king. But Elias is either blind to his faults because they are brothers, or tolerates these faults for the same reason. I suspect that it is a combination of both.

“I have a question,” he began, carefully. “Is there a reason why Stefanos decided not to come to Aciras? Lea would have invited him, no?”

— —

Elias shook his head. “He is the heir. He has a lot more to worry about than making an appearance at a party or a wedding. An heir should not be able to reasonably get away with abandoning their people and shirking responsibilities to their governments for two-three months. Believe me—we are much better off without him here, even if it means Pólemos risks suffering because I am not there to question him.”

He shook his head. “You’ve met my brother. You know how he is. At worst he is going to get things he wants done without me there to try to stop him and gain the Council’s favor to oppose him. Without me there, the Council will side with him because he is future king and they would rather get on his good side. In Agrios I stand as the only barrier between his wishes for this country and what is actually good for the people.”

— —

Alejandro raised an eyebrow. There were, of course, heirs that were present in Aciras-Edwin Drakewine, for example, or Leonard Ford, not to mention Venera-but Alejandro supposed that Stefanos had his reasons.

If I were to hazard a guess, I would agree with Elias’ assessment, he thought to himself. It does seem like something Stefanos would do.

Still, though. That left him with another question-“If you think Stefanos is going to do what you say he will, why are you here, then?” Alejandro asked casually, an expression of mild curiosity flickering over his features.

— —

Elias sighed and gave him a look. “The same reason half of these people are playing nice with each other. Politics. My brother the schmooze isn’t here to play them, so someone with more influence than Dafni has to. Besides…” He felt his back straighten some as he forced himself into something resembling at ease. “I’m not just playing them here, on an international scale. I’m playing them at home, too. Doing this business here is going to hopefully make me look better at home. ‘See, I play nice with foreign dignitaries that we may not agree with. I manage to keep the peace.’”

He exhaled, back relaxing and head lowering slightly. “I don’t want to play their games anymore. I’m so tired. But the moment I attempt to turn off the soldier is the moment I’m going to need it again.”

Elias looked at Alejandro with a silent “thank you” in his eyes. “Thank you for letting me unload this on you. There’s no one else I trust and no one else who understands what Stefanos is like. Dafni doesn’t even see half of what I see, else she’d be more vocal in court about it.”

— —

Alejandro shrugged nonchalantly. “Fair enough.” He gave Elias a long, assessing look, and hesitated, his mouth strangely dry. “Despite what you may think, I do consider you a friend, Prince Elias. A very good friend.” He paused, glancing up at Elias’ dark eyes. “Perhaps we could have been something more, but it seems like the world has other plans for us.”

Alejandro chuckled, then, shaking his head to himself. “Though if you’re here to ‘play nice’ with foreign dignitaries, you may want to consider frowning...less.” He threw a cheeky grin over his shoulder as he strode towards the door, pausing as he placed a hand on the doorknob. “Well, are you coming? I wasn’t lying when I said there was a stuffed moose in this library, you know.”

— —

Elias looked at Alejandro carefully. This was an unusual admission for the blond, someone who had never been keen on expressing how he really felt at all. He found himself nodding appreciatively. “Maybe we could have been.”

Maybe I am in love with a time, with the idea of you, and not you yourself, he thought. You deserve better.

He rolled his eyes. “Smiling does not exactly fit a soldier.” He sighed. “But I see your point. Dafni has the same position, same belief. It is good she is here and Stefanos is not if we want me to attempt smiling more again.”

However, the mention of the moose made him glare at Alejandro, but forced himself to follow along. “That moose thing will never die now will it?”

— —

Alejandro chuckled at Elias’ words. “You’re too serious. If you’re here to play nice, I would suggest getting rid of the whole ‘grumpy soldier’ look.”

He led the way to the moose, grinning mischievously. “Here it is,” he said, gesturing towards the moose display. It was mounted on a low platform, head lifted towards the ceiling. Alejandro gave Elias a quick once-over. “Mmm. Now, if this moose had been frowning, I dare say it would have been a perfect match.”

— —

Elias frowned. “It is not intentionally a…grumpy soldier, just…a soldier who is very good at his job, very focused on his job. A professional soldier. A focused soldier.”

He stared at the moose, then gave Alejandro a look at his frowning remark. Still, he looked at the moose again and, dare he say it, frowned. “Moose are bigger than I thought if this is lifesize.”

— —

Alejandro gave Elias a sidelong glance, rolling his eyes playfully. “So a grumpy soldier, then,” he said, his voice light and teasing. “And yes, I have been told that they can be quite intimidating. Princess Lea says that they are known to traipse freely through some of the cities in the northern parts of Aciras.” Alejandro shrugged nonchalantly. “I believe her.”

Alejandro glanced at the time, briefly. “We should be heading back soon, I suppose. I promised Lea that I would let her show me her latest makeup obsession.” Alejandro grinned at Elias. “Something that would bore you to death, no doubt.”

— —

Elias sighed, shaking his head. “Asshole,” he murmured in Pólemesian. He sighed, but nodded. “You are right. If we spend too much time alone, Dafni may get the wrong impression, and I’d hate to ruin your reputation right off the bat.”

— —

Alejandro paid no heed to the muttered insult, instead flashing Elias a winning smile. “How considerate of you,” he teased, before turning on his heel and heading back towards the door that they entered from. “Come on, Prince Elias. I’ll lead the way.”

— —

Elias rolled his eyes but followed his old friend away from the moose sculpture and out of the library. He sat beside Dafni once more once in the parlor again, offering her a small smile.

(Collab between @Morningstar1399 and @ayzrules)

Character Contest #1: Wild West

Mid-late 1800's is as specific as I'm getting. If you like having 100% historically accurate backgrounds, you are free to pick a specific year for your character as long as it's in that time range. But I'm not going to disqualify anyone for difficult to spot inaccuracies or anything like that.

@BrokenPromise

Cool ok thank you! And I was mostly asking because Victorian era fashion varies so much within even just a couple years but I'll just go with sometime after the bustle became a thing :D

Character Contest #1: Wild West

Quick question! In the future, will you be allowing other people to "submit" new challenges? Or do the voted upon winners get that privilege? Asking b/c there was a very similar sort of challenge thing on a site I used to be on where the "GM" for each round picked the winner, then winner got to be GM for the next round

Either way, I'm super hype for this!

(ohhh also did you have a specific year in mind? or at least a specific decade?)