Azure Bubbles

The Hollow: a Pixie Hollow inspired roleplay

When Orion approached, Rainier turned to him fully. “Could be the end of our world…” Rainier repeated softly, then let out a gentle, breathy laugh. “Darling, I’ve had bad hair days that felt like the end of the world.” His smirk tugged up, but his wings drooped just a little behind him.“But this?” He looked back toward where the Queen had stood.“This is real. And terrifying. And bigger than any of us ever imagined.” He said, sounding sincere. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared.”

Then Rainier tilted his head. “But,” he whispered, “if something awful is coming… I’m glad I met you before it got here.”

He gave a wink. “Now,” Rainier added, straightening with a little flourish,“I need to pack… which for me means deciding which outfits I’m willing to possibly ruin on a life-or-death quest.” He nudged Orion’s arm lightly. “Try not to miss me too much on the walk home, Handsome.” He stepped backward, wings giving a slow flutter. “See you soon. Don’t die before I get back. I hate wasted potential.”

—

Rainier stood dramatically in front of his wardrobe.“What does one even wear for impending doom? Something that says ‘tragic, but well-dressed…”

He flutters from outfit to outfit: a sparkling blue robe with water droplet accents, a sheer top covered in embroidered clouds, a glittery tunic that probably violates multiple laws of physics. At one point he holds up a floor-length cape covered in reflective sequins and frowns. “Too bridal. I’m not marrying the apocalypse.”

Behind him, his bed is covered with a bunch of stuff. Satchels, boots, accessories, a full makeup compact, emergency snacks, etc.

Eventually, he manages to narrow it down to two satchels. “Okay,” he whispered to himself. “Time to go.”

—

And then when he got back to the meeting point, Celine just… dies… For all his dramatics, Rainier had never seen something so cruel.

“She was supposed to send us off,” he murmured. “Not… fade away before we even left. Not like this.”

He looked up at the others, his eyes shimmering from tears.

And still… Rainier was Rainier.

“She would hate to see you crying in public, you know,” he whispered.“She’d want us all defiant and dramatic and shining like the stars she believed in.”

“Let’s make her proud,” he said, turning to face the others fully. “Let’s show this Bog or curse or whatever it is that it picked the wrong kingdom. That we are not fragile little things, waiting to turn into dust.” His voice trembled. “And when it’s over,” he added, brushing a tear from his cheek, “I’m throwing the biggest party this realm has ever seen. Celine’s honor deserves that.”

Pokemon Singularity

@Remram @Joshua Tamashii @Shazamrock@Crusader Lord

Valerian sat on the Pokémon Center’s couch, legs crossed and back straight, waiting with barely-concealed impatience for his team to finish healing. When Nurse Joy finally called his name, he strode up, accepted his Poké Balls with a grateful nod, and immediately let Aurelia Rose out. The shiny Cutiefly hovered close, circling Val’s head before perching daintily on his shoulder.

He watched Amelia reunite with her friends, a little trio, now complete. Well, that’s that, then. She’s found her people. Perhaps I ought to find mine. He should figure out his next move, though he had to admit, being alone sounded suspiciously… lonely.

Before he could dwell on it, Nils approached, asking if Val coming with them? Valerian looked Nils up and down, a rugged boy with fluffy brown hair and eyes like amethyst. Cute. He smiled. “Oh, aren’t you adorable,” he said, as if it was a casual observation. “Yes, I would love to travel with your group. But… I don’t believe we’ve properly met. I’m Valerian Hardrada.” His smile widened a little, “Prince Valerian Hardrada, if you want to be formal.” He extended his hand for a handshake.

Aurelia Rose, sensing her trainer’s mood, struck a little pose beside him.

Inventory

8x Pokeballs
2x Potion
2x Antidotes
1x Paralyze Heal
1x Awakening
1x Repel
1x Escape Rope
1700 Pokedollars

Team

Aurelia Rose the Cutiefly lv 6
Moves: Absorb, Fairy Wind, Moonblast, Stun Spore
Ability: Shield Dust


Camellia the Petilil lv 5
Moves: Absorb, Growth, Helping Hand
Ability: Chlorophyll


Umbriel the Mimikyu lv 5
Moves: Scratch, Astonish, Copycat, Wood Hammer
Ability: Disguise

Misfits: Rise of the Delinquents (Closed)

Might post again, 🤔
Hows th winter freeze treating everyone? 🥶

@KactusPunch

Fine, but I live in Florida so not much freeze.

Masks & Magic: The Awakening

There we go, sorry again for the wait!

(also just realized half the characters' names start with C lol)

@Yankee

Exactly 3.

The Hollow: a Pixie Hollow inspired roleplay

I’m still here

Phantom Menaces: A Danny Phantom AU

Danny’s eyes went wide as he watched Dom throw the locker at the meat monster. How did she do that?

Danny was impressed, but it barely slowed her down.and hurled it into the ceiling tiles.

Danny ducked under another swing and punched the creature square in what looked like its stomach. His fist phased through, hitting nothing but cold air and slime.

“Right,” he muttered, shaking it off. “Punching the ghost made of meat. Brilliant move.”

The chaos from the fight bled out into the hallway. Echoing with every crash and shout. Food and cafeteria utensils were flying.

Before he could continue, the doors slammed open and Sam and Tucker stumbled in. Tucker was drooling hungrily at the sight of all the meat. “Is that… bacon?” he whispered.

Sam groaned, elbowing him. “Focus, Tucker!”

Danny whirled on them, panicked. “Guys! You shouldn’t be here!”

Tucker ducked behind a trash can as a flying tray narrowly missed his head. “Are you kidding? This is a tragedy! She’s wasting perfectly good meat!”

The Lunch Lady ghost stopped mid-lunge. Slowly, her flaming green eyes fixed on Tucker.

“What… did you say?”

Danny’s heart dropped. “Tucker, shut up-“

But Tucker was on a roll. “I’m just saying, Sam’s ‘plant-based revolution’ ruined lunch for everyone, and now….”

The ghost’s roar drowned him out, echoing through the hall. “Who changed my menu?!”

Her gaze snapped to Sam, whose expression went from annoyed to oh no in a heartbeat.

Danny barely had time to yell “Sam, look out!” before a tentacle of glowing meat shot out, wrapping around him and yanking him into the air.

Sam was somehow both annoyed, and terrified. “Are you kidding me? You try to save a few animals, and this is what happens.”

Kingdom Hearts: Heroes of Hope

Still here

Phantom Menaces: A Danny Phantom AU

Danny turned the corner just in time to see Dom hovering over what appeared to be a giant, oozing meat monster stomping through the hallway, trailing sizzling bacon and flinging sausage links like nunchucks. The air was thick with smoke, the scent of scorched tofu, and the faint echo of cafeteria chaos drifting from the kitchen.

Danny winced, ducking a flying drumstick. “Great, a real food fight. Just what I wanted on my first day back.” He zipped up, floating beside Dom. “Need a hand, or do you have this covered?”

Danny narrowed his eyes and scanned the chaos. “I’ll keep her busy, try to cut off whatever’s feeding her power. There’s gotta be a source for all this meat.”

Then, he shot forward, aiming to punch the meat monster: “Hey, Lady! Ever heard of Meatless Monday?”

Phantom Menaces: A Danny Phantom AU

Danny’s morning at school was a blur of nerves and routine. He shoved his hands in his pockets, doing his best to ignore the way they still faintly glowed pink when he got anxious. His main goal? Survive homeroom without phasing through the floor or making a scene. So far, so good.

He found his locker, crammed it with textbooks, and met up with Sam and Tucker near the end of the hall. They traded tired jokes, mostly Tucker mocking the cafeteria’s new “healthy” menu and Sam glaring at him.

By the time lunch rolled around, Danny was starving. He grabbed a tray and eyed the so-called “food,” wrinkling his nose at what looked suspiciously like recycled lawn clippings. He took a seat with Sam and Tucker at their usual table.

Tucker poked one, making a face. “Sam, remind me why you convinced the school to serve… recycled grass cubes?”

Sam rolled his eyes. “It’s called being environmentally conscious. They have protein, fiber, and half the carbon footprint of whatever mystery meat they were serving here before. Animals also don’t have to get slaughtered for it.”

Tucker muttered, “Yeah, well, they also taste like a lawnmower. Next time, let’s be less conscious.”

Danny barely had time to interject. He heard the familiar yell of "FENTON!!!" followed by a mud pie landing on his face. By the time he wiped it off, he was grabbed by his shirt collar and pinned against wall. Of course it was Dash. His least favorite person. He would almost be hot if he wasn’t a complete jerk, and terrifying.

“Your boyfriend ruined lunch for the whole school!”

Danny’s mouth opened and closed. “I-he’s not-”

Sam, deadpan and unfazed, kicked his boots up onto the bench. “Sorry, Dash. I didn’t realize reading was such a struggle. The memo said plant-based. Want me to sound it out for you?”

Tucker nearly choked, stifling a laugh.

Dash flushed, but before he could retort, Paulina sauntered over. “Seriously, Dash? Still blaming Danny for everything? You ever think about reading a sign before throwing food?”

Dash hesitated, caught off-guard by Paulina’s presence. “Ugh, whatever. The grass cubes suck.”

Paulina folded her arms. “Then go talk to the principal. Or are you scared she’ll make you eat vegetables and apologize?”

Sam muttered, just loud enough for Danny to hear, “Can’t believe we need a cheerleader to keep the jocks in check.”

Danny shot Sam a look.

Dash glared at everyone involved, but let Danny go, and took off sulking.

Danny straightened his shirt. “Thank you so much Paulina.”

Paulina grinned. “Don’t mention it. Ooh, but do me a favor, when you see Dom, tell her I’ll talk to her later.” She turned and strutted back to her table.

“Don’t mention it.” Sam mocked as Paulina walked away. “Ugh, I don’t understand how Dom can be friends with her. Her type are all the same.”

Danny sighed. “Sam, Paulina isn’t bad…”

“They’re like Vampires. They turn their humanity on and off depending on who’s watching. I don’t trust it.”

Before Danny could respond to that, an icy breath escaped his mouth, ghost sense. Of course. “We’ll talk about this later. I gotta go, cover for me.” He took off away from the cafeteria, and as soon as he was out of sight, he transformed into his ghost form.

He had snow white hair and glowing pink eyes!

Dispatch RP Anyone?

I never played Dispatch, but I like Superheroes, and I know you, so maybe.