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Gay, he/him, Autistic

I’m Crimson Flame and I’m addicted to RPing. But sometimes ADHD kicks in, and it takes me longer to reply to things than it should. If I’m taking too long to respond, feel free to say something. Just don’t be rude about it.

There are a bunch of RPs I like. Pokémon, Digimon, Fantasy, Superhero, it would take too long to list them all. I’m not a fan of Horror or Apocalypse settings though.

I have a particular type of character I like making. Look through my Character Sheet thread, and see if you notice what a lot of my characters have in common.
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I can find a gif of my faceclaim too!
Lee is Korean because I was inspired by KPop Demon Hunters.

Even though, I still haven’t finished the movie… The Saja Boys are hot. 👀


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Location: Angel Grove Outlet Mall
Interacting with: Each other mostly. Charlie mentioned.

Lee’s eyes lit up the moment they walked through the sliding doors. Angel Grove Outlet Mall was not Seoul’s Myeongdong by any stretch of the imagination, but it was still full of possibilities. He was in his element, his eyes darted from storefront to storefront. As soon as he walked into the first store, he was already flipping through clothing racks.

“No…No… Hell no… Ah hah!” He held up an electric blue bomber jacket with gold detailing. “This would look amazing on you! People would stop and stare.” Without waiting for permission, he draped the jacket over Sam’s arm and was already digging through the next rack. “We’re going to find you a look that says, ‘I’m a responsible academic’ and ‘I could front a boy band in my spare time.’” He picked out a pair of black jeans, looked at them for a second, then put them on top of the jacket. “You’re gonna look like an Idol by the time I’m done. Trust me, you’ll thank me later. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But one day, when you’re walking across campus and people are saying, ‘Wow who’s that guy!’ You’ll think, Lee really does know what he’s doing.’”

“Trust me.” Sam replied with a smile. “I'm already thinking that. You at least have me looking as if I care about myself enough to look nice.”

Then, with a mischievous grin, he picked out a soft pink button down shirt. He knew it wasn’t Sam’s style, but Lee just smirked. “And this… is for me. You’d look great in it. Pink looks good on everyone!” Then without missing a beat, he went deeper into the store to look for more clothes.

Sam was about to follow Lee and protest his latest choice but something or rather someone caught his attention. It was a young woman about his age, maybe even a bit older, searching through a rack to find some clothes in the women's section. He couldn't see her face yet, but there was something about her that was familiar.

Then he noticed that everything she was looking for was purple or had purple in it. He flashed back to a time when he was shopping with his older brother, Andre. He was tirelessly looking for clothes with silver in it and complained about how hard it was to find any. Everything was either white, gray, or black. He asked Andre why the color needed to be silver and he told him that he and his friends wore color coded clothes. Sam honestly never understood it, especially since they were supposed to keep their identities secret. That'd be like if Clark Kent wore red and blue every day.

The memory made something click for Sam. “No. That couldn't be Charlie. Charl—!!”

He was cut off by the loud sound of screams of panic from outside. He turned his head to the exit and back to who he believed was Charlie, but his vision and path was blocked by a stampede of people rushing through the store and out the door, some with clothes they hadn't yet paid for. Sam sighed and put his clothes back on the rack. He'd get them after he figured out what was going on. “HEY LEE!!! IF YOU HEAR ME, MEET ME OUTSIDE!”

Without waiting another moment Sam dashed towards the exit, avoiding people on his way out. That was until he saw a little girl knocked to the floor and her mother trying to reach her. “I got you.” Sam said as he scooped the girl up from the floor and maneuvered through the crowd to get her to her mom.

“Thank you!” The mom said as she embraced her daughter.

“Don't mention it. Just get to safety. Lee, where are you!?”

Lee had just hit the jackpot. He found blue and gold sneakers that matched the jacket. When suddenly, he heard screaming. He furrowed his brows. “Was there a flash sale I didn’t know about?”

A bunch of panicked shoppers ran past him. The terrified people knocked over a mannequin, and its arm fell off. Without hesitation, he picked it up like a baseball bat. “Don’t move, I’m armed!” He joked to no one in particular. It got no laughs, everyone was busy being terrified, but it made him feel better, as he tried to find Sam in the chaos.
And we have a female red ranger and a male pink ranger. Take that! :P
I can’t see it either. 😅
I know the post says Lee is accompanying Sam, but I feel like it’s Sam accompanying Lee. You know a makeover was Lee’s idea.


Eli froze as the chaos orb barreled toward him.

“¡Escudo!” he shouted on instinct, snapping up a blue barrier mid-air. It caught the energy blast, but the force sent him skidding backward into an overturned chair with a THUMP. “Ok… rude…” He muttered as he got back up. “By the way, I’m 17…” He said as if that made any sort of difference

Before he could come up with some sort of retort, cast a spell, or do anything really. A golden, angel winged woman with a warhammer barged in and… Was she flirting? Did he end up a third wheel in some supernatural rom-com? Not what he expected when he decided to be a superhero, but he supposed he should be used to weird stuff...

Then the chaos woman mocked him. Called him a casualty. Something about that set Eli off. “Look, I know I don’t have control yet! I know I’m scared, and I know this magic barely listens to me…”

He grasped his pendant for a second, closed his eyes, and then whispered. “Relámpago.” A sudden bolt of lightning crashed down from the flickering lights overhead. It was loud, bright, and imprecise. Striking the ground where Eris and Queen were. “But I am not a casualty,” he said, quieter now. “I’m Spellbound. And I’m still here.”

@BunniesOfDoom@Finetales
It's been a bit quiet. Is everyone okay?

<Snipped quote by IAmTheIsland>

Did @Daxam and @mattmanganon DM you about this yet?

And I need you and @Crimson Flame to add to the Destiny Islands collab so we can finish that one up.


There, I did something small.

Are we done yet?


One moment, Eli had been focused on the device, shielding it with his magic. Then next… “Hey-WAIT-!” he yelped as something grabbed his cape and yanked. He tumbled off the rooftop, and for a moment, the world turned red.

He hit the ground harder than he meant to, rolling instinctively like they’d practiced in hand-to-hand, but the wind still got knocked from his lungs. He landed in what looked like a conference room, chairs knocked over, papers fluttering. His heart pounded as he scrambled up, his eyes went wide. The roof above him shimmered with unstable magic that definitely wasn’t his.

“What the hell…” he mumbled as he shakily got himself up. His instincts screamed danger

Then he saw her. That woman, the source of the chaos magic. She had been smiling as if this were some sort of cosmic joke. “Y-y-you—” Eli’s voice cracked. He scrambled to his feet. His hands glowed with blue magic. “Y-y-you can’t just drag people through walls! That’s- That’s kidnapping!”

She was powerful. Clearly way more experienced, and way more chaotic than anything he had practiced against. “…What do you want?” he asked, trying to sound braver than he felt. “Dragging a kid into an office meeting room isn’t exactly peak villain strategy…” He tried to sound confident, and heroic, but it was his first encounter with a villian, and his feet were ready to run.


@Remram @Joshua Tamashii

Valerian followed Amelia out. Occasionally rubbing the spot on his forehead where the Mimikyu he tried to capture headbutted him. The audacity! The sheer nerve!

When they reached the alley, he paused mid-step, blinking at the strange little trio before them. Two Mimikyu… and one not. His eyes narrowed. “…Wait.” He glanced at his Rotom Phone, which buzzed unhelpfully. Then at the bag-clad, trash-draped creature. Then back to the Mimikyu, who were doting on it like it was their long-lost cousin.

Valerian placed a hand dramatically over his chest. “So let me get this straight… That is a Pikachu, in disguise as a Mimikyu, who is already disguised as a Pikachu.” He paused, then gave a slow, impressed clap. “Honestly? Iconic. That’s commitment to the bit. Confusing. But iconic.”

Still, his eyes drifted warily to the Mimikyu, particularly the one who had turned his forehead into a landing pad. “…That said, I do suggest we proceed to the Pokémon Center with haste, before one of them has another emotional outburst and mistakes me for a chew toy again.” He dusted off his coat and added, “I can only take so many surprise headbutts in a day before it starts affecting my posture.”



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